Chapter 213 (2/2)
”Obviously, it is a place of trial and error. Each of them can be passed on by his own skill, but you have to clear the field?”
One after another, one after another left.
”It's all scattered cultivation, and it's normal that we can't get inheritance.” Yukon is sneering, and the reaction of these people is also expected.
And now those big forces have not appeared, they are very calm.
When they went in, there were thousands of people, but now they came out, the number was much less, scattered, only a few hundred people came out.
”Shua!”
The Taiji diagram is shining, and another person comes out. This is a young man with small eyes. His appearance and appearance are very ordinary. As soon as he appears, he looks around.
”It's miaokun!”
”He came out, but why is he still alive?”
There is something wrong in the eyes of two people in the sky.
”It's miaokun. What is he looking for? Is he looking for something?” The other one, Yukong, communicates in the dark.
”I'm looking for my men.”
The big forces saw the acquaintances, and they were more or less moved. But at this time, the void began to vibrate, and some friars were approaching.
”Damn it, it's from other big families. What are they doing?”
”How dare you do it to miaokun?”
Yukong is very dissatisfied, each is on guard.
At this time, another young man appeared. This guy looks good, but no one knows him.
The other party appears and nods with miaokun, which means leaving. There is nothing special about it.
A group of imperial air hesitated, do not know whether to stop each other.
”This kind of lone ranger should all be free cultivation. They can't be inherited at all, waiting for Wu Xiong to appear first.” A Yukong spoke.
Several people nodded and did not move.
At this time, another person appeared, this is a woman, white clothes such as snow, beautiful face, as soon as appeared, can not help but attract the eyes of a crowd of Yukong.
”What a beauty.”
”This kind of beauty is absolutely superior.”
A crowd of Yukong comments.
The woman appeared, not to see miaokun, but to the other side, obviously to leave.
At this time, a man who is not very good-looking appears. He just glances at miaoyong and leaves alone.
”What's the situation?”
After all the people came out, they did not speak and left directly, which made all the Yukong feel strange.
The first one came out, still swearing and discontented, but the several who appeared in succession stopped talking. Although there was nothing suspicious about the expression, the emperor felt that something was wrong.
The figure reappeared. An old man and a big man walked out. They glanced at the void and did not speak. Instead, they walked forward.
”Boom!”
At this time, the Taiji diagram even vibrated, as if it was about to close, making a rumbling sound.
”How can this happen? Is this thing going to be closed?”
”There are so many people who haven't come out. Why close it?”
Yukong does not understand, is very confused.
Just before the Taiji diagram was about to be closed, two figures rushed out of it. One was Li Huo and the other was Wu Xiong.
”Catch him. He's Zichen and has been handed down.”
Li Huo points to the young man who is about to pass by Su Mengyao. He has a big drink. The rolling voice spreads out several miles away.
”And he, too, has been passed on.” Canghe pointed to Liu Bo who was about to leave and called out.
One after another, Wang Shan came out, and other people came out. After that, the Tai Chi channel disappeared.
At this point, the place of trial was closed.
Nearly ten thousand people came and less than one thousand people returned. The casualty rate is terrible.
”Take care
The ordinary youth is Zichen. He whispers a word to Su Mengyao. He just runs away. At the same time, he winks at each other without trace when he flies past a woman in Tsing Yi.”Take care An idea came out.
The woman in Tsing Yi, looking at the fleeing youth, burst into tears.
She is Lin Xue, Zichen found her in the place of trial, let her leave low-key, do not expose the identity, because no one knows that she has been inherited.
”Boom
Hearing of the word ”inheritance”, Wu Zong's people were crazy. The imperial air hidden in the dark, one after another, rushed to the lower Zichen.
”Shua!” ”Shua!” ”Shua!”
At the same time, there are more figures coming from the distance, with more than a dozen of Yukong.
These are the three forces of the imperial air, at the moment, together.
”And Wang Shan, he has also been inherited.”
Li Huo and Canghe, like mad dogs, are completely crazy. They point to a person who has been passed on.
”Su Mengyao, she has also been inherited.”
”There's Miaoyun. Let's catch him.”
Two people crazy, all Yukong also crazy, one after another, to these congenital hand.