Powerful yet hot, the terrifying power like the blazing sun dispelled the coldness in the entire cave. Vertex Novel Ｘ 23 Ｕ ＯＭ
The terrifying palm prints ran through the entire golden bridge.
Then it hit the other side hard, knocking down the group of black iron pillars.
A piece of jade pendant in Ying Feihong's hand disappeared in the weather.
And after this palm, the passage leading to the ancient sect's ruins seemed to have been completely penetrated.
After carefully crossing the gatehouse made of blood-blasted stone, everyone continued to move forward.
What you see in front of you are all ruins, with broken bricks and tiles occasionally mixed with some fragments of white bones. It seems that this ancient sect went through a catastrophe and then went to death.
I just don’t know whether this catastrophe was caused by external calamity or internal trouble.
Of course, none of this has anything to do with them. Their purpose is just to come here to hunt for treasure after many years.
In the dilapidated pavilions and stone pavilions, some people occasionally find fragments of weapons.
Although the sharpness or thickness of these fragments can still be seen, they have lost a certain charm due to the passage of time.
Even if it is taken back and remade, it can only create some sharp mortal weapons, and it will never become a true magic weapon.
Suddenly there was the sound of fighting coming from somewhere.
But he saw several warriors fighting for their lives around a piece of broken jade.
On the jade jade, there is half a set of incomplete sword moves, which also contains some sword-handling formulas.
Even with just a cursory glance, one can feel the powerful sword intent and the terrifying killing aura in each move.
This is a very powerful sword technique.
For people in the martial arts world, powerful martial arts and magical weapons will always be the core of their fights and fights.
More chaos is still being caused.
Some rare treasures, some incomplete martial arts, and some still retain some magical weapons are enough to cause a bloody battle.
Ying Feihong and the boy with the iron mask reunited.
They are among the most bland people.
Compared with most people who fight hard for a little 'petty profit', they are more free and calm.
Because although these things are precious, they still can't get into their eyes.
However, at this time, they were also full of expectations for what was hidden in the deepest part of this ancient sect.
After all, the martial arts that people can learn casually are already extraordinary, so what about the core inheritance?
Passed through a large area of ruins.
Even looking at the ruins underground, one can still vaguely see the strength of this sect in the past.
Maybe it was chance.
Maybe it's 'fate'.
Ying Feihong and his two men opened the ancient secret room and entered the deepest part of this ancient sect.
The warriors who resisted the temptation and followed them were not led into the secret room, but were rejected outside.
The brilliance of the night pearl illuminated the entire secret room that should have been dark.
On the walls of the secret room, there are powerful and horrifying martial arts engraved on them.
"The Blood God Record uses humans to transform into blood gods and refine the sea of blood. The sea of blood never dries up and the blood god never dies. He can incarnate into thousands of people and is the best in the world."
"The sword technique of destroying the demons in the Nine Desolations. With a righteous heart, draw the sword to defeat the demons. Walk barefoot in the Nine Desolations, and the nine states are cold with one sword."
"The evil shadow returns to the evil law, gathers the evil spirits and turns them into evil spirits, and steals the shadow to live there."
The two of them quickly scanned the martial arts written on the wall one by one.
Even with their family background, they are still shocked by these martial arts.
What they need and use.
It seems that he is already a little weaker in front of these martial arts.
"No wonder the entire sect collapsed. It turns out that their martial arts inheritance actually mixed good and evil into one, without distinguishing specific attributes. As a result, the entire sect has probably been divided because of martial arts. It became two different factions.”
"An internal fight destroyed this powerful sect."
Ying Feihong felt that he had found the reason for the destruction of this ancient sect.
"Senior sister! Look here!" The iron-faced boy suddenly greeted.
Ying Feihong walked over.
Then his expression changed.
"This is the secret method of summoning the sun taught by our religion. Only my grandfather can know it. Even my father has not been taught the whole story."
The boy with the iron mask turned around spontaneously.
Ying Feihong carefully looked at the techniques on the wall.
Although it is slightly different from the Sun Summoning ** in the Secret of the Demon Sect, the general outline is similar.
Ying Feihong knew that the sun-summoning method currently being passed down by the Demon Sect was actually completed by her grandfather, the Demon Lord, using his own supreme martial arts training on the original ninth-level fragments.
And the article in front of me may be the original one.
Ying Feihong quickly recorded the entire 'original' chapter, and then swung his machete to chisel away the entire chapter of the technique on the wall.
As part of the skill records on the wall disappeared, Ying Feihong's expression turned ugly.
Because she suddenly thought of being regarded as the highest secret by the Demon Sect.
Even my father, who has become the leader of the Demon Sect, is unable to practice the complete sun-calling technique, but here it can only be placed alongside other martial arts skills, instead of being placed in a more precious and secret place.
This will inevitably frustrate her self-esteem.
But the next moment, Ying Feihong suddenly became excited.
Just an ordinary secret inheritance has already involved the highest magical skill of their magic sect.
So what will happen to this ancient sect, the true highest inheritance?
Ying Feihong suddenly thought of his grandfather's cultivation that he had not broken through for a long time.
Rumor has it that the battle between the Demon Lord and the Sword Master was to break through the boundaries and reach a higher realm of cultivation.
Whether this battle will be bad or good, whether it will be life or death, no one can say.
They are all peerless strong men who have not been seen for thousands of years. They are so famous that no one in the world knows them.
"But if grandpa can obtain the highest inheritance among this ancient sect, he will definitely be able to break through the realm and be one step ahead of the sword master." Thinking of this, Ying Feihong became even more excited.
She walked quickly to the innermost part of the secret room.
The innermost part of the secret room.
But there was only a burning flame.
This flame has been burning for countless years, but it has never been extinguished.
But in the middle of the flames, standing was a jade statue.
That was a man with a heroic appearance and an even more magnificent aura.
On his shoulder, there is a phoenix resting.
Even though it is just a statue, it still shows an unspeakable temperament.
The two completely different temperaments of good and evil merged and merged in him, making him look extremely weird.
He is like a great hero who does good to the world, and also like a peerless devil who does evil to the world.
But when I looked closer, I found that he looked like an ordinary person.
In his left hand, he held a golden scroll.
Looking at the scroll, Ying Feihong's eyes lit up.
The next moment, I saw the flames flowing and turning into sixteen large characters.
"Kowtow a thousand times, come under my door and be driven by me, and you will never regret it."
Ying Feihong was stunned at first.
Then he rolled his eyes and sneered: "How can such a small organization deceive me?"
"You've been dead for who knows how many years, and you still want your aunt to kowtow to you?"
"dream!"
After saying that, he took off a soft whip from his waist.
The soft whip swung like silver through the sea of fire, rolling towards the scroll in the statue's hand.
However, the soft whip has not yet touched the scroll.
But he saw that the sword fingers held by the statue's right hand suddenly wanted to move.
The next moment, a terrifying sword intent wrapped in a weak sword light struck towards Ying Feihong.
Facing the sword light that didn't look 'terrible' at all, Ying Feihong trembled all over. The armor she wore was shattered under the sword light, leaving her without any ability to resist.
"Are you going to die?"
