Blocking all words, facing Qin Miaoyin's challenge in the arena, the disciples below lowered their heads one by one and silently avoided her gaze, as if they were afraid of touching her aura. The same is true for the elders. Although some elders are also at the peak of the heaven level, after these two duels, they also know that except for their age, there is no way they can compare with these five people. These five young people ….
Looking at the scene at this time, Yue Tian frowned. He took a deep breath, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He walked forward and saluted Ye Yuntian and others with fists in his hands. His voice rang out over the crowd. Che: "Master Ye Feng, that's it. The five of you accept the inheritance. None of us can compete in the arena anymore, and we don't have the strength anymore...!"
His words made Ye Yuntian and others look at each other in confusion, with endless regrets in their hearts. They all knew in their hearts that if these elders had not had any great opportunities, they might have stagnated in their cultivation in this life. The loss is hard to express in words.
Ye Yuntian nodded slowly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes: "Okay, in that case, then the inheritance that the five of us will accept." His voice was calm and firm. In fact, they had such a result in their hearts at the beginning. Counting.
When Yue Tian heard Ye Yuntian's response, he smiled and then turned back to the crowd. He knew that the glory of the older generation was no longer there, and the next step was to wait for the time to mature for the new generation to shine.
The five people looked at each other. Ye Yuntian took the lead and walked slowly towards the altar. The wind and grass were blowing around him, as if the earth was encouraging him to move forward. The ancient inscriptions engraved on the altar were also shining with mysterious light at this time, seeming to be telling something. The inheritance of ancient forces.
Ye Yuntian stared at the center of the altar, his eyes shining with determination, and endless ambition rising in his heart. The three of them had worked hard and endured countless hardships, and finally it was time to accept the inheritance.
Next to them, Bai Yanran, Qin Miaoyin, Ling Xiaoyu and Xiao Chenyi also followed Ye Yuntian towards the altar. The auras exuded from their bodies were intertwined, like a majestic mountain peak, standing upright in the sky.
Ye Yuntian chose the futon in the center and sat cross-legged on the futon in the center of the altar. His body was upright and his eyes were closed. The situation around the altar was changing, and the mysterious atmosphere was surging like a tide, as if the whole world was coming for him. Shocking, the light above the altar was dazzling, the ancient inscriptions shone with endless power, and the other four people were sitting on other futons, their bodies emitting a faint sacred light.
He looked around and saw an ancient and mysterious atmosphere filling the air, as if the power of inheritance from the depths of ancient times was about to be injected into his soul.
As an ancient mantra resounded through the sky, a dazzling light descended from the void and condensed into a bright crystal suspended above everyone's head. Ye Yuntian and the other four people felt a mysterious power pouring into their bodies like a clear spring, awakening their deepest potential.
Suddenly, in Ye Yuntian's mind, he seemed to hear the voice of the forces from ancient times coming from the sky, majestic and ancient: "As the inheritor of the True Dragon Emperor Sect, you should inherit this inheritance with incomparable will. This is my true inheritance. The strongest martial arts of the Dragon Emperor Sect were created by the True Dragon Saint Emperor of our sect, called "Dragon Roar Eight Extremes Wrath", and the strongest physical martial arts "Dragon Wandering Nine Heavens" created by our sect's Golden Dragon Emperor!"
After the sound dissipated, Ye Yuntian's mind was refreshed, as if he had established some mysterious connection with heaven and earth. There seemed to be endless sounds flashing in the depths of his consciousness. Immediately, he saw a valley appear in his consciousness, and a valley appeared in the valley. A man in white clothes, with his eyes closed and his body upright, like a proud dragon.
His whole body was enveloped in a faint golden aura, as if a real dragon had descended into the world. The surrounding wind and clouds were changing, and it seemed that countless wind-controlling powers were condensed and injected into his body.
As he took a deep breath, the entire valley suddenly became silent. Only the sound of his breathing during practice seemed particularly clear at this moment.
Suddenly, the man exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his eyes suddenly opened, like two shooting stars projecting a bright light.
"The dragon roars and the eight extremes are angry!"
He shouted loudly, and his momentum was as fierce as thunder, stirring the world!
A powerful energy burst out from his body, and the air in the valley seemed to be trembling with it. The golden light on his body became more and more brilliant, circling and flying like a giant dragon, exuding a compelling power.
As the power in the body of the man in white continued to increase, the world seemed to respond to him, and the wind and clouds surged again, as if to respond to him. He closed his eyes tightly, and his heart was as calm as a mountain, firmly bearing the dragon's roar. The power of anger.
When he opened his eyes again, those eyes shone with sharp light, as if exuding endless power.
The man's eyes were as bright as dragon's eyes, veins popped out on his forehead, and his whole body exuded a dazzling golden light. He was like an invincible god of war. The power in his body surged like a tide, gathering into a terrifying force that made the whole person The valley seemed to be trembling.
"Roar!"
With his roar, the whole world seemed to be trembling, and a violent aura surged out like a storm and spread in all directions. The creatures in the entire valley couldn't help but feel an unprecedented oppressive force, as if it was going to crush everything into powder.
With his roar, a golden dragon shadow appeared out of thin air, as violent as a real dragon, and bombarded towards the center of the valley with an aura that destroyed everything.
Wherever the golden dragon shadow passed, there were loud noises, and then the entire valley below the man seemed to be torn apart. Dust was flying, rocks collapsed, and it was chaos.
When everything calmed down, I saw that the valley had turned into ruins, and the vibrant scene no longer existed.
This scene not only frightened Ye Yuntian, but also showed the terrifying strength of Long Xiao's eighth-level anger and the destructive power brought by the unrivaled martial arts. However, Ye Yuntian also understood that although he had accepted the inheritance of this martial arts , but he definitely cannot display such power now. Even so, it is definitely comparable to the magical power of Dragon Roar Splitting Heavenly Hand!
Although the ancient voice did not tell him what level of martial arts the Dragon Roar Baji Fury was, he knew that the martial arts that could flatten an entire valley with one blow would not be lower than the immortal level.
