Chapter 81 Forbidden Inheritance

"Waiting for 300 years, God treats me well. Young man, are you willing to accept my inheritance?" The roaring sound exploded like thunder in the whole space.

Inheritance? Is there any benefit?" Mu Feng asked, the business at a loss will never be done. Is there a white lunch in the world?

"Ha ha, you are the first person who dares to talk to me like this, but I like it more and more." Laughing a few times, the man continued to say, "Do you know why I was trapped here?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Mu Feng responded casually and heard that the other party was imprisoned here for some reason. Mu Feng didn't know much about the specific situation.

"The devil is born from the heart, too much killing. I killed my dear ones with my own hands... In order to imprison my killing heart, I will seal myself here!" The man said and did not look unhappy because of Mu Feng's answer.

"Why is it me?" Mu Feng was puzzled and asked the shadow behind the chain.

"There are not many people who can accept my inheritance. You can only withstand the consequences of the forbidden art, otherwise you can only degenerate into a mad demon in the end!" The dark shadow sound came.

"Do you think I will accept such danger?" Mu Feng replied faintly.

Laughing twice, he only heard the shadow voice continue to come and said, "It's up to you!" After saying that, an irresistible force pulled Mufeng to float high into the air. He couldn't break free from Mufeng's to tossing around in every way. He could only swear, "Let go of me, I'm not ready, I'm immortal..." Even so, he still couldn't stop the rising trend. Mufeng was anxious, but he didn't come up with the corresponding Method.

"Oh, my..." My heart beat fiercely, my head buzzed, and there was a feeling that I was about to collapse all over my body. Suddenly, a strong voice came from the spiritual world: "There is no beginning and no end, turning the universe, divided yin and yang, turning into two qi... Now I will teach you this forbidden technique, and you will be grateful to me in the future... A spiritual imprint rushed into Mufeng's mind, and instantly collapsed under the golden half moon, like a little starlight, and finally fell into the power of the original soul below.

"It hurts..." The severe pain came. Do you have to experience this inhuman torture to practice the forbidden technique? Gritting his teeth and allowing the pain to invade himself. When the stars dispersed, the pain began to slowly weaken. The tense spirit slowly relaxed, but the back was soaked by sweat.

I didn't pay attention to the shadow, and sat still in the wind, and my mind sank in an instant. Is this...?" I saw a virtual shadow closing my eyes over the gully of the power of the original soul. The most windy thing was that there were two tentacles on the head of the virtual soul, which was a little vague and could not see what was sacred.

"That's right. It's really a great rule, so let me help you again." The black shadow spoke again, and the black wind circled around the Mufeng, and finally integrated into the body of the Mufeng. The black gas spread towards the power of the original soul below, most of which were absorbed by the virtual shadow, and a small part of the power of the original soul.

"Hum..." There was another roar in his head, but the originally calm power of the original soul exploded and surged into the distant chaos. After several reincarnations, with the help of foreign black gas, the scale of the power of the original soul expanded again.

"Level 6 intermediate?" Feeling the energy constantly gushing out from the body, Mu Feng smiled faintly. Although the shadow was a little unreasonable, it was so good that it was not malicious and helped him go further. This kind of good thing was rare and happened to be met by himself.

Just when Mu Feng was secretly happy, the voice in the void in the distance came again: "I hope you can surpass me and not fall into the devil's way just for the pursuit of powerful power like me."

"Do you want to stay here all your life?" Mu Feng's tone of speech was obviously softened. After all, his hands were short and his mouth was soft.

"I can only slaughter more when I go out, and I can't control myself. Maybe I can only stay in this dark place all my life." The shadow's words sighed a little, but he was as powerful as he had fallen into the devil's road and couldn't be himself.

"Is there anything else I need to go out to do? Otherwise, I'm leaving..." Mu Feng plans to leave here. After all, the game outside is still going on, and it may be his turn to appear.

"Go away..." After saying that, the man's figure began to crack in the void. This..." Mu Feng was surprised. Unexpectedly, the man after the inheritance turned into powder and exploded in the void.

Although I don't believe it, it's true that the man disappeared in this space. I didn't expect a generation of heroes to end up like this, which makes people sigh. Inadvertently, the eyes of the dark shadow coiled in his body suddenly flashed and fell silent in an instant.

Skily sensing the fluctuation trajectory of space, "transportation!" The figure began to fade slowly, and finally disappeared in place. The light flashed, and the wind appeared in front of the stone wall out of thin air. At this time, there was no one in front of the stone wall. Suddenly, a figure flashed beside Mu Feng and said in surprise, "How did you come out?" Suddenly thought of a possibility, "Is it that you have got the inheritance inside?"

"It should be..."

"Where is the one in there?" The Venerable Xuanhai asked eagerly.

"Dead." Mu Feng curled his lips and said, although he was not sure, how could such a powerful man die?

"Dead? Haha, good death, finally died..." After hearing this bad news, the Venerable Xuanhai actually laughed, and the shocked Mu Feng beside him was stunned. Is this the rumored gloating?

"Isn't that man from your Kabran country?"

"If it hadn't been for his reason, Kablan would not have asked elite disciples from various countries to conduct bone stone tests at every exchange meeting. Since he died, it was really eye-opening, causal cycle and retribution." Xuanhai has never been as happy as today, talking so much with a descendant.

Hearing the words of the Venerable Xuanhai, Mu Feng was surprised. Although the strength of the Venerable Xuanhai can only succumb to the power of men, he can't look at this broken world with common sense. It is full of crises everywhere. Isn't the holy step the peak of the world?

"Is the caplan country's test still going on?" Mu Feng asked, this is what he cares about. After all, he participated in this exchange meeting on behalf of the country.

Without a pause, the Venerable Xuanhai took Mufeng to the test site. After a few breaths, Mu Feng appeared on the edge of a ring with a flag fluttering in the wind, while Xuanhai Venerable appeared on the side of the monarch of the Kingdom of Cablan, with a cold color.

"Mu Feng, why are you back?" Looking at Mu Feng who suddenly appeared next to him, the famous elder Jian was surprised.

"Well, what's going on now?" Mu Feng asked.

"Three wins, one draw and two losses, eight points!" The famous sword elder said, and then turned his eyes to the ring. Ling Bu and the monster also kept staring at the ring. It seemed that it was because of his absence that the two direct judgments failed, but this was not Mu Feng's fault.

Looking at the confrontation in the ring, it is a competition between countries, but the degree of freedom of confrontation is very high, and it does not specify who will play. The confrontation is very fierce, there is almost no crushing, and the strength of each other is almost the same, which makes them have to go all out every time, which allows players to better understand their opponents' tricks, and on-the-spot response is also necessary for an excellent monk.

"In the next game, Qiushuiguo vs. Fengmingguo..." The referee announced the next competitive country.

The first person to play is a monk with seventh-level intermediate strength, and he can't see his cultivation method. After reaching a certain level, it is really difficult to judge what kind of skill the opponent majors from his appearance alone, which makes the battle more ornamental.

"This, Lingbu, you go first." The famous sword elder said that the first game was mainly to suppress momentum, seize the opportunity, and give the opponent mental pressure. Moreover, as soon as Mu Feng came back, it was appropriate for him to let him understand the situation in time. The three worst players of the opponent all have the seventh-level intermediate strength. Of course, the strongest seventh-level advanced opponent is reserved for the peak strength of the seventh level. Monster, the famous sword elder can only pray that someone in Lingbu or Mufeng can defeat their opponents and get higher points, pretending to make this arrangement.

Hearing the words of the famous sword elder, he walked straight to the ring, stood opposite his opponent, and the battle was imminent.

The sun is shining today, which is indeed a good omen for Ling Bu, who is the darling of light. Under the increase of the light body, Ling Bu's attack ability is maximized, and the speed has reached the limit that human monks can reach, and he is heading towards his opponent. The opponent turned out to be a dark warlock who was used to walking in the dark. Under the difficult spell, the originally bright sky was shrouded in darkness, and a light ball floated into the sky, illuminating the blackened sky again. Angels surrender!" The inaudible voice spit out from Lingbu's mouth, and the two substantial wings grew from behind, and the smooth arms were imprinted towards the opponent. With a bang, the man was smashed away. Before the end, Lingbu's behavior under the man who was still flying in mid-air appeared again, and kicked the man high into the air with one foot.

"Pain, secret words!" Two consecutive dark spells fell directly on Ling Bu, but Ling Bu was actually immune to such negative spells with the blessing of holiness. The light ball in the sky was unbreakable. Ling Bu bumped with the man's figure into the ring. With a dull sound, the man was smashed to the ground and reluctantly stood up. At this time, a long sword It has reached his neck.

"I lost..." After the man was unwilling to say this, he walked down the ring and lost to an opponent who was lower than himself, which was absolutely a shame for himself.

This game did not last long. It was mainly because of the attribute restraint during the battle that made Ling Bu defeat the opponent so easily. Otherwise, if he wanted to defeat the opponent who was stronger than himself, even if he had a holy descent, it would not be so easy.

won the game, but Ling Bu still didn't have much color and quietly walked down the ring. The game continued. Feng Mingguo finally sent a seventh-level senior opponent. Without hearing the arrangement of the famous sword elder, the monster took the lead in stepping towards the ring.