"Why haven't you come out yet?"

In the square, some people who were impatiently waiting began to whisper.

"You don't understand this!"

A fat man who pretended to understand said: "The inheritance of the will of heaven is not about treating guests to dinner or listening to teachers' lectures. It requires attention and thoughts to feel it. Just like when the Buddha suddenly realized under the tree, it can be as likely as few days, as many as many months, or even years."

"Oh! So that's how it is!"

Everyone nodded, agreeing with the fat man's point of view.

Seeing that his thoughts were recognized, the fat man raised his chin proudly and straightened his beer belly.

"Everyone is waiting patiently. The inheritance of the Heavenly Dao has never been seen for thousands of years. You can't miss it just because you are not patient."

A thin man hurriedly said, "Yes, yes! Everyone must be patient! Don't talk. If you disturb the three people in it and cannot comprehend the way of heaven, we are sinners in the martial arts world!"

When the thin man said this, everyone shut up their mouths and their expressions became serious.

"Tsk!" A disdainful voice came from the crowd.

Tang Li said impatiently: "Sister, it's so boring, let's go."

"Shh! Don't talk!"

Tang Xiaomi glared at him, Tang Li curled his lips, leaned against the big tree beside him with his arms.

Tang Li invested in a movie. Tonight, the director asked him two actresses to audition in a hotel, but his sister caught him temporarily to see what the inheritance of the Heavenly Dao was really depressed.

A beep came from the phone. It was a message sent by the director, and he asked him if he was still here.

Tang Li glanced at his focused sister, sighed secretly, and sent a message to the director, and the audition was changed to tomorrow.

Tang Ligang put away his phone, and a wave of aura came out of the side hall, and the void became slightly distorted.

The powerful air waves were like substances, and the oppression of everyone was breathless.

"This... is so strong!"

There was an uproar on the court, and everyone showed a look of shock.

"Is this the strength after comprehension of the way of heaven? What level is this? Martial Saint? Martial King? Or the legendary Martial Emperor?"

"No! This is not the aura of martial arts, this is the aura of cultivation!"

An old man from a sect murmured, his voice trembling.

"Is this powerful aura a stage of transformation? No, no! It should be higher, it is the fusion stage? It may also be the Mahayana stage!"

The people around the old man heard his whisper and all showed unbelievable eyes.

"Since the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted, let alone the levels of cultivation you just mentioned, even the foundation-building stage has disappeared. Is this the era of cultivation coming?"

Martial arts has become the mainstream of Chinese cultivation for nearly a thousand years. The cultivation has been lonely, and the only things that have been passed down to this day are just some Taoist priests on the mountain.

What we know at present is only the third or fifth level of the Qi Refining Period, which is still used to expel evil spirits and suppress demons. The cultivation world has long faded out of the historical stage.

Is it true that from today on the era of cultivation in the whole country to come again?

Just as everyone was talking, the gate of the side hall exploded, and a figure flew out from it, landed heavily and then got out for more than ten meters.

"puff!"

The man struggled to support his body with his arms, opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"It's the blue ghost!"

A scream came from the crowd.

"It's Bai Fengjiu!"

Tang Xiaomi cried out in vain. The bronze ghost mask on Bai Fengjiu's face was damaged, covering half of her face.

Others can't recognize him, but after getting along intimately these days, the careful Tang Xiaomi has long remembered his appearance in his heart. Only half of his face can confirm his identity.

"What happened inside? Why was Bai Fengjiu attacked? She was injured so seriously?"

Tang Xiaomi was confused and various pictures appeared in her mind.

Bai Fengjiu wanted to take over the will of the Heavenly Dao, but after being exposed, she became angry and beaten up?

The other two went astray, and Bai Fengjiu wanted to subdue them, but was beaten instead?

Just as everyone was talking, two people walked out of the dark side hall, and they were two young men and women who were taken over.

The two walked out of the void and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Walk in the void!

It turned out to be a stairs!

Is this the strength after obtaining the will of the Heavenly Dao?

Everyone forgot about Bai Fengjiu's existence and looked at the two of them with envious eyes.

Only those above the Martial Saint can get to the point of emptiness. Before these two people entered, they were just the strength of the martial arts master realm. After obtaining the will of the Heavenly Dao, they actually rose to several levels in a row.

Let me ask the land of China, even those geniuses in cultivation cannot do it in such a short time.

The white-robed martial saint's hands were trembling slightly, and the aura from the two of them made him feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

He can also be able to walk in a weak position, but he cannot walk steadily like these two people. The aura they emit is strong and arrogant, and his strength is several times higher than his own.

Bai Fengjiu lay on the ground in pain, her originally handsome face was twisted and deformed due to severe pain.

In the illusory world of the Heavenly Dao Monument, his soul was burned by the eyes in the sky, and every inch of his body hurt like a knife cut.

Because of the damage to the soul, he could no longer mobilize the true qi in his dantian, and his meridians were blocked, so he was already a useless person.

The young man raised his mouth slightly and waved his hand. Bai Fengjiu on the ground seemed to be kicked by an invisible foot, his body bent into a prawn-shaped shape and flew up in the air for more than ten meters, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The people in the square turned their eyes to Bai Fengjiu again, curious, weren’t they all going in together to accept the will of heaven? Why did they suddenly become enemies?

The young woman said loudly: "This person has a bad mind and cannot accept the will of heaven. She is so angry that she attacks the leader of the Bridge!"

As soon as these words came out, the court was in an uproar!

"Is the Bridge leader injured? This damn guy!"

"It's really outrageous. So what if you have high cultivation? You're a shameless person with ambition!"

Tang Li widened his eyes: "Damn, this guy is so awesome. He even sneaked into the league leader of the Bridge. How much wine did he drink? Even if he eats a peanut, he wouldn't be so drunk."

"What nonsense!" Tang Xiaomi rebuked, her beautiful eyebrows frowned, and her teeth bit her red lips.

She didn't believe that Bai Fengjiu would do this, she couldn't tell the reason, but based on her contacts and her intuition, Bai Fengjiu would never do such a thing.

The young man showed a sad expression: "The leader of the Bridge Alliance has died seriously injured!"

Qiao Younian has a high status in the Wulin League. This sentence is like pouring a bucket of gasoline on the fire, and everyone is furious in an instant.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"You can't bypass him easily and burn him to death!"

"It's too cheap for him to burn, Lingchi! You must be Lingchi!"

"spit!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm slapped on his face. Bai Fengjiu raised her head and saw ferocious faces as if she was as ferocious as a wild beast, spitting her mouth full of saliva, as if she wanted to swallow him alive.

"Bang!"

A brick flew over and hit Bai Fengjiu's forehead. Blood suddenly flowed out, dyeing her entire face red.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Voices surged like a tide, people's eyes were filled with blood, they picked up the stones on the ground and smashed them at him. If they couldn't find the stones, they would buckle the bricks on the ground. More than a dozen people were worried and went up and kicked them with their feet, like the sound of kicking a sack.

"Stop hitting! You will kill him like this!"

Tang Xiaomi shouted loudly and squeezed in, but these people were already red and ignored nothing. Tang Xiaomi could not even move forward with all her strength.

"Sister! You're desperate!"

Tang Li dragged her back.

"If he kills the leader of the Bridge, you protect him is equivalent to an accomplice. These people will kill you together!"

Tang Xiaomi clenched her pink fist tightly, and she couldn't watch Bai Fengjiu being beaten to death.

"You go and do something for me!"

Tang Xiaomi grabbed Tang Li's collar and whispered in his ear.

Tang Li looked bitter: "Sister, do you really want to do this? If we don't do it well, we will become public enemies of the martial arts world and may even harm the Tang family."

"Do you do it?"

Tang Xiaomi raised her eyebrows, Tang Li immediately closed her mouth, then turned around and left with a tough forehead.

Bai Fengjiu was like duckweed, ruthlessly destroyed by the waves, and his crazy beating made him blurred his consciousness.

"Are you going to die?"

After living for 100,000 years, Bai Fengjiu was not afraid of death, but he couldn't let go of Jin Wushuang.

"Baidi, I didn't expect that you would feel bad today, and you are despised by thousands of people, right?"

Bai Fengjiu's contemptuous voice came from the mind of a young man: "The game has just begun. According to the will of the Emperor Haoyuan Immortal, you must refine your soul so that you will never be reborn!"

"Haoyuan Immortal Emperor!"

Bai Fengjiu's fist that protected her head was instantly pinched her nails deep into the flesh.
Chapter completed!