Chapter 233 The Inheritance of the Ancestor

Compared with the general hall, the general hall was more courageous. Zhuge Fuliang and Huibuying Monkey walked in. At this time, he felt that the bones in the universe bag moved slightly, and Zhuge Fuliang quickly took out the bones of the demon ancestors. The bones sat cross-legged, and their eyes were empty.

Zhuge Butang had a strange feeling. He penetrated into the hollow eye sockets, but found another mystery. In the bones and eyes of this demon ancestor, it seems to be a small space. Zhuge Buliang's divine consciousness entered it, but it was like an abyss and a lake.

"It's really incredible." Zhuge Fuliang sighed that the divine consciousness wandered through the eyes of the bones, and the whole space was dark without any objects.

At this time, Zhuge Butliang saw a little golden light. He controlled his consciousness to approach the golden light. When he arrived at the golden light, he found that the scenery was actually emitted by a stone tablet.

In the small space of the eyes of the devil's ancestors, there is such a strange stone tablet.

"The Book of Magic!" Zhuge Buteng suddenly exclaimed that he found that what was recorded in the stone tablet was actually the skill of the Magic Sutra, and it was the complete skill of the Magic Sutra.

Is the founder of this "Magic Sutra" actually the ancestor of the devil? In this way, the "Magic Sutra" is worth a lot of money. Getting the Magic Sutra means getting the inheritance of the devil's ancestor. If this skill spreads to Kyushu, it must be a bloody battle.

I'm afraid that such a complete "Magic Sutra" has been left in Kyushu, and it's another bloody disaster.

How can Zhuge Buteng allow this kind of disaster to happen in a compassionate heart? The only thing that can solve this disaster now is to treasure the Magic Sutra.

This is a complete "Magic Sutra", which records the skills from the qi refining period to the virtual period. As for the virtual period of the cave, there is no record. If you want to break through the virtual period of the cave, it is not something that can be done by a single skill. There are many great opportunities, great creation, and understanding of the way of heaven and earth.

"My fifty-year-old upper ancient scroll has been soaring, so I annotated the skills of the upper ancient scroll and wrote it into the Magic Sutra"

This is a confession of the ancestor Wumo under the stone tablet.

Zhuge Fuliang branded the Demon Sutra in his mind, and his consciousness moved to smash the stone tablet engraved with the Demon Sutra. However, the stone tablet was towering and motionless. Zhuge Buteng suddenly felt a tingling pain in his consciousness, and he had a splittinging headache, so he quickly withdrew his consciousness.

Zhuge Fuliang took back his consciousness, took a long breath, and got a complete Magic Sutra. His own harvest was not small.

"Squeak!"

At this time, the gray-haired monkey suddenly let out a corner and pointed to his eyebrows with a panicked face.

"What's the matter?" Zhuge Butliang frowned, but felt a hot feeling in the middle of his eyebrows. The divine consciousness wandered away, and there was a purple spell in the middle of his eyebrows, shining, as if he had opened the eyes of the sky.

"Spell!" Zhuge Buteng was shocked and thought that the heart demon suppressed in the sea was acting again, but the appearance of this spell was not the same as that of the spell when the heart demon appeared.

Zhuge Fuliang touched his eyebrows with his hand, and he suddenly felt that there was a trace of strangeness in the spell, and his consciousness entered it. In the incantation is a space, as vast as a big lake, and a golden stone tablet in the center is exactly the stone tablet engraved with the Magic Sutra.

"This..." Zhuge Buting was shocked, and the small space in the eyes of the Demon Ancestor actually shifted to himself.

Zhuge Bulding's consciousness once again explored the eye socket of the bones of the ancestors of the devil's ancestors. The eye sockets have returned to normal, which is no different from the bones of ordinary people.

Obviously, that space has turned into a spell, which belongs to Zhuge Fuliang.

"Is it because you practice the Magic Sutra that you can get the inheritance of the ancestors of the devil? Zhuge Buliang thought so in his heart that the purple spell between his eyebrows flashed. With this spell, Zhuge Bu Liang seemed to have a deeper understanding of the world's magic city.

He closed his eyes, and the purple spell was like the eyes of the sky. In an instant, the whole mixed world demon city was under the control of Zhuge. He felt that he seemed to have become the master of this mixed world demon city.

"Lin'er!" Zhuge Buliang suddenly opened his eyes.

In the process of exploring the mixed demon city just now, Zhuge Fuliang found the golden mummified corpse and Lin'er in a palace in the east of the city.

"Go!"

Zhuge Fuliang put away the bones of the ancestors of the devil, pulled the gray-haired monkey, and the purple spell flashed. Then, Zhuge Fuliang was directly transmitted in front of the building east of the mixed magic city.

After getting the spell, Zhuge is not bright, which means that he controls the mixed world demon city. Once the divine consciousness moves, it can be transmitted arbitrarily in the mixed world demon city.

"Bum!"

The door of the palace was kicked open by Zhuge Fuliang. In the hall, Lin'er lay on a cold stone, with blood flowing from her snow-white neck and signs of being bitten. And the golden mummified corpse rolled on the ground in pain.

"Lin'er!" Zhuge Fuliang exclaimed, slapped the golden mummified body and flew out, and came to Lin'er.

A Zhenyuan injection, Lin'er has woken up with a frightened face. Seeing Zhuge Wuliang, Lin'er subconsciously hugged her and said aggrievedly, "Brother, the devil wants to suck Lin'er's blood."

Zhuge Fuliang was furious in his heart and turned his head to look at the golden body. At this moment, the golden mummified corpse seemed to be quite painful, rolling all over the ground. There was blood on the corners of his mouth, which was Lin'er's blood.

The golden corpse roared in pain, and the green light in his eyes gradually dimmed. Finally, the golden corpse fell to the ground and could not move. Unexpectedly, it has completely lost its vitality.

"What the hell is going on? How can this mummified corpse be for no reason..." Zhuge was puzzled for a while and looked at Lin'er.

Lin'er also looked doubtful. She tilted her little head and looked at the golden mummified corpse. Suddenly, "Lin'er knew that he sucked Lin'er's blood, so she died."

"Lin'er remembers that Brother Luo, who killed the devil, said that Lin'er's bloodline is very special, and it is the cursed Kirin's bloodline. The devil must have been sucked by Lin'er's blood and cursed to death.

Zhuge was secretly surprised and said, "How do you feel about Lin'er now?"

"It's okay. It's just a lot of blood left on my neck." Lin'er pulled her delicate little nose a little aggrievedly.

Zhuge laughed, took out some elixir, crushed it, and fell on Lin'er's wound.

The purple spell in the middle of Zhuge's eyebrows flashed and brushed. They appeared directly in the valley, but the demon city disappeared.

"Squeak!" The gray-haired monkey was shocked and looked at him with surprise.

"Brother, how did you do it?" Lin'er also looked at Zhuge.

"I'll explain it to you later." Zhuge Buleang touched Lin'er's little head with a smile: "Let's look around this space now."

Two people and a monkey walk in this valley. The valley is full of flowers and grass, which is simply a fairyland on earth. It's hard to imagine that there can be such a scene in this chaotic realm.

What's more strange is that in this valley, there are many rare beasts, winged little white rabbits, three-legged foxes, two-tailed deer, and palm-sized pony. These little beasts are not surprised and full of aura.

"Squeak~~~"

The gray-haired monkey and Lin'er played happily with these little beasts. These little beasts were not afraid at all. Even a winged little white rabbit jumped on Lin'er's head, which made Lin'er giggle.

"It's just like a fairyland~~~" Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help sighing.

At this time, Zhuge Fuliang's heart moved and called Lin'er in front of him.

"Brother, this little rabbit is so cute~~" Lin'er held a white rabbit with wings and smiled.

"Lin'er, can you understand what they are saying?" Zhuge Buzuo asked.

"Well... Although it's not very clear, I can roughly understand it. What's the matter?" Lin'er blinked her smart eyes.

Zhuge Fuliang was overjoyed. He asked Lin'er to describe the appearance characteristics of Yan Luoguo to these little beasts. These little beasts live here all year round and know it very well. You must know from these little beasts whether Yanluoguo has grown in this area.

Lin'er's little beasts didn't know what they were talking about. After a while, Lin'er looked happy and said, "Brother, they said they had seen that kind of fruit here."

"Really!" Zhuge Buteng's eyes are full of brilliance.

Under the leadership of several psychic beasts, Zhuge is not bright. Lin'er and the gray-haired monkey followed them to turn left and right in the valley. Although the valley is not very vast, it is also more than ten miles away.

In a short time, several little beasts took Zhuge Wuliang to a mountain wall, which often had a big crack of four or five meters, like the Grand Canyon.

"Brother, they said that the fruit was in it, but it was very gloomy." Lin'er said.

"Anyway, I must go in!"

With that, Zhuge Butiang walked towards the crack. Before he walked in, he already felt the gloomy air coming to his face. This yin qi is chilling, and even Zhuge Fuliang feels cold all over.

The canyon was dim, and Zhuge Fuliang took a step in.

"Puff!"

The thick yin came to his face, and Zhuge's soul trembled. This feeling was like the feeling when he stood at the ghost gate before. Zhuge Fuliang only felt that the Zhenyuan in his body seemed to be solidified and slow to run, and he could not gather cultivation to resist this evil power.

"Is this the breath of Yan Luoguo? Isn't this a spirit? Why is it so evil?" Zhuge Buriang said in his heart, staring at the pressure and walking towards the canyon.

More and more deeply, this evil power is even more powerful. At this point, the Zhenyuan in Zhuge Fuliang's body has completely stopped operating under the influence of this evil power.

"Emp..." Zhuge Fuliang snorted, and the evil spirit entered his body, making him feel cold all over, and the meridians seemed to be frozen.

"Yan Luoguo!"

On the stone wall in the front, a black plant grows on it, with a blood-red fruit at the top, which is a Yanluo fruit.