Huh ~

Outside the eight thousand tombs, the wind whistles.

The invisible momentum spread, and besides Yang Yu and Wang Mu, even the masters of the Longyuan Palace could not get within ten feet of the distance.

During this period, Yu Fengxian fell to the stern and moved the undefeated Tiangang. Following his movements, a series of pure and extremely true energy flowed out of Zhang Xuanba's corpse.

See also the transmission of achievements!

Yang Yu concentrates his senses.

The internal breath comes from qi and blood. In a sense, it has a very distinct personal mark, and it is impossible for everyone to do without martial arts.

What I saw at this moment was different from the old man who was ignorant of the Three Killings and Sanren's teachings.

After the death of Sansha Sanren, the true energy has been gone for hundreds of years, and Zhang Xuanba's true energy is ten times stronger than it is.

Moreover, the true energy contains the immortal will of the person.

This is fate, but it is fate that belongs to Yu Fengxian. He also has the invincible Tiangang, and no one is more suitable to accept Zhang Xuanba’s gift than her.

"Will, inheritance."

Feeling the subtle changes in the transmission of skills, Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

It was not until this moment that he knew exactly why Zhang Xuanba chose Yu Fengxian instead of Qi Daoguang.

Because, this is the same root and origin.

It's not bloodline, but the invincible Tiangang.

Buzz!

This is the ultimate true energy, which overflows in strands, dyeing half of the sky golden.

Being in it, Yu Fengxian, who is so strong, can't help but groan, and sweat is seen on his forehead, which obviously hurts to the extreme.

And his aura also kept rising, rising in the process...

"The inheritance of the overlord!"

After sighing slightly, Wang Muzhi glanced at Yang Yu:

"If my junior brother had not transformed into the undefeated Tiangang when he was melted and casting the hundred classics, then today, you may be the one who has obtained the inheritance of the Overlord."

"The true energy of Prince Zhao is too pure, and his will is strong again. The little princess gets it, and it will be like a tiger with wings. If it were me..."

Yu Yang shook his head slightly.

The true energy of the Martial Saint cannot allow the warrior to ascend to heaven in one step and become a Martial Saint. Instead, his will will take a long time to be eliminated.

Not to mention that Zhang Xuanba did not choose him, even if he chose, he would not accept it.

Compared to true energy, that book of silk book is more important to him.

“That’s true.”

Wang Muzhi nodded, not struggling with this topic, and instead asked about Yang Yu’s plan:

"The end of the Xuanjiao King's death. When this news spreads, the dragons and snakes in the world can no longer be suppressed..."

"Build high walls and accumulate grain to wait for the changes of the sky. Compared to what is about to come, whether it is iron flowing or Song Tiandao, it is not a threat."

Looking at the overlord's body dissipated like smoke in the golden light, Yang Yu looked calm.

In the past month outside the border, what he gained was not just the improvement of martial arts.

"The sky has changed. Two years ago, when I was promoted to the tenth capital, and when I broke through the third level of the light and shadow, I once saw a corner of the future in the dark..."

Wang Muzhi couldn't help but look at Yang Yu, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Looking at the overlord's body dissipating like smoke in the golden light, Yang Yu turned around and Wang Muzhi left.

In a deserted forest, the two stopped, and then Wang Muzhi spoke: "In that corner of the future, I have not seen you..."

"Um?"

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.

“This is really puzzling…”

Wang Muzhi frowned.

This naturally shocked him very much.

With Yang Yu’s current practice and status, even if he cannot conquer the world in the future, he will definitely be a person who will stir up storms.

"unless……"

Wang Muzhi wanted to speak but stopped, Yang Yu continued his words:

"Unless I die before the changes of the sky..."

"good."

Wang Muzhi's expression became solemn:

"My supernatural power has not been deduced or predicted. Although what I see is uncertain, it will not be fake..."

"With my current practice, there may be many people who can beat me on the list of Jinxiu, but they can kill me..."

Yang Yu pondered.

When others heard about his death, they were furious and refuted, or were frightened all day long, but although he was a little surprised, he was not panicked.

But thinking.

This range is actually very small.

After the Yuanmax True Body Art has broken through the eighth level, his Yuanmax has added body and burned spiritual Qi to fight with the Dark Moon Dharma King without defeat.

The ranking of Dark Moon Dharma King on the Jinxiu List is much higher than that of Yunni and Nie Longtian.

The one who is still in front of him is not considered a dormant person in secret, but is actually just a number of ten fingers...

"You answered me truthfully, this is the matter. Are you really going back to the northwest?"

Wang Muzhi's question.

“It’s a big difference.”

Yang nodded, not hiding it:

"It's a matter of this. I'm going to go back to Heishan to see the old man, and then I'll go back to Northwest Road..."

At this point, he paused slightly.

"Dayan Mountain?!"

Wang Muzhi suddenly spoke, and when he saw that Yang Yu did not refute, he immediately frowned:

"You shouldn't really go to Dayan Mountain, are you?"

"I had this idea."

Yu Yang frowned.

He knew that Taoist Zhenyan was most likely to be in Dayan Mountain. Although he didn't say it, he naturally had the idea of ​​going to Dayan Mountain in his heart.

But that's just an idea.

He wants to save people, not seek death. If he is not sure, how could he take risks?

"Discard this idea!"

Wang Muzhi looked serious, but he felt relieved.

"Don't worry."

Yang Yu responded, but his heart moved and remembered something.

He is in a state of inner fortune and looks at one of his own destiny.

[Alien Guest: The lonely soul from the sky is not counted. After entering the soul, people will not be able to see their fate by any means...]

"how?"

Seeing that Yang Yu looked strange, Wang Muzhi's heart tightened slightly:

"If you have a reason to go, then I will go there on your behalf with the 'dividing light and turning into shadow', which is better than taking risks by yourself..."

“No need.”

Yu Yang came to his senses and waved his hand to refuse.

How could he let others take risks instead of him...

What else Wang Muzhi wanted to say? Yang Yu had already changed the subject. He took out a pocket that looked like skin and numb:

“How to open this ‘race bag’?”

On that day, when he was fighting with Emperor Qianheng, Fan Ruyi's sudden arrival made him fail to do his best, but he still took off his racial bag.

However, this magic weapon was very magical. He could not see the fate on it even if Tongyou tried it several times, but could not open it.
Chapter completed!