God damn it!The spoiled wife madman lost his wife!

"Mu Qiu, as the suzerain's daughter, if you do this, you are worthy of Jiuxuanzong and your father?"

Lou Zihan finally figured out the remaining paths of Jian Mufeng and Ye Heng. After all, they can't stay in their positions for too long.

After telling them the rest of the road transmission, Lou Zihan's face was also pale, without a trace of blood, and the brows were stained with a deep look of burnout.

Even though his mental strength is strong, he is very tired after deriving two paths one after another.

He sent Murong Jin to continue to deduce the route for Mo Xunhuan, and he looked in Mu Qiu's direction: "You and Ye Lingfeng are now at the 84th step, and they can't stop the attack, and we need someone to defend us, so what about the back? "

While speaking, a gleam of light flashed across his fingertips, and that gleam of light flickered slightly, spreading silently throughout the entire space.

"It takes a total of 150 steps to get close to the statue of Emperor Wu, which means that in the remaining 66 steps for you and Ye Lingfeng, each step requires a human life."

Lou Zihan was expressionless, but his voice became colder and colder: "130 two lives! All died because of you, do you really have a clear conscience?"

The faces of everyone in the formation changed drastically, with angry expressions on their faces, 130 two lives, 130 two favored sons of heaven, their practice has not been easy all the way, and they have put in a lot of effort to reach the Tianwu realm...

Why, why should he die for Mu Qiu and Ye Lingfeng at this time?

They really want to get the inheritance, why don't they rely on their own strength, not like Murong Jin, Mo Xunhuan, Lou Zihan, Jian Mufeng and others, relying on their own strength to move forward?

"What do you know? Do you know what the inheritance of the Jian family means? If you can get the inheritance of the Jian family, even if you sacrifice 130 people, why not? They are sacrificing for the future of the Jiuxuanzong. In the future, all the disciples of the Jiuxuanzong , will remember their kindness!"

"Mo Xunhuan is already close to the statue, and so is Jian Mufeng. The two of them have already hoped to be inherited. Why do you sacrifice so many lives for nothing?" Lou Zihan sneered: "Or, in Miss Mu Qiu's heart, only If you and Ye Lingfeng get the inheritance, then it is considered as the inheritance of Jiuxuanzong, and if Mo Xunhuan and Jian Mufeng get the inheritance, then it is not considered as the inheritance of Jiuxuanzong?"

"You!" Mu Qiu's angry eyes spewed fire: "What if the two of them don't get the inheritance? How many more people come to the statue, there will always be more possibilities!"

Lou Zihan looked cold: "If you really want to get close to the statue, then I can deduce the way for you. Now, you disperse the formation and let everyone go."

"You? Lou Zihan, do you think we will believe you? You and Ling Feng have an old grudge. If you deliberately point the wrong way, what should we do?"

Lou Zihan narrowed his eyes slightly: "I swear on my life."

"How much is your life worth? How can it compare with ours? And you want to trade your life for two of ours? Dream!"

Mu Qiu is determined not to believe in Lou Zihan.

She moved on.

There was another attack in the inscription enchantment, and she couldn't stop it, and another scream came from the formation.

It is a disciple of Asking Jiange.

At the same time, Ye Lingfeng also moved forward.

The one who died was still the disciple of Wenjiange!

"Damn you!!!" Jian Mufeng's breath swelled, his eyes were slightly red, and he felt extremely hateful.

There was a commotion among the disciples of Asking Jiange in the formation: "It is obvious that you want to inherit it yourself, and you still say it is for the sake of the sect. I will never sacrifice myself for your selfishness!"

Seeing that they were being targeted, the disciples of Wenjiange were extremely angry, and some people flew up, wanting to leave the formation...

however……

boom!

A thought between Mu Qiu and Ye Lingfeng was enough to kill them.

Mu Qiu's voice was cold: "Among you, there are many noble people. If you are honest, you may not be able to survive, but if you resist me at this time, I will show no mercy!"

Everyone in the arena was stunned.

"Rather Stick to your guns!"

Jianxiu has a flat nature, and only seeks to be ashamed of his heart when doing things, and rises up when angry.

They flew up one by one.

With so many Asking Jiange disciples, even Mu Qiu had to hesitate before killing them. Letting them die just to get close to the statue is not the same as actively killing them now.

The former can be said to be a sect, the latter...

Even she couldn't help but be shaken.

Ye Lingfeng smiled coldly, and thought...

boom! boom! boom!

The bodies of Wenjiange disciples were like bloody fireworks, blasting clouds of blood mist in the air.

"stop--"

"Damn!"

Lou Zihan moved forward angrily, stepped forward, deduced as he walked, and chased after Mu Qiu and Ye Lingfeng.

But the two of them noticed that many people in the formation were shaken in their beliefs, so they didn't dare to delay, they just seized the time and moved forward quickly.

Most of the disciples of Wenjian Pavilion fell, Jian Mufeng's mood fluttered, his long hair fluttered without wind, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Mu Qiu, Ye Lingfeng!"

"Even if your status is honorable, I, Jian Mufeng, will not die today, and I will make you pay in blood if I go out!"

Mu Qiu and Ye Lingfeng were full of murderous intent: "Hmph, we're just waiting, I'm afraid you will die!"

Lou Zihan's eyes were cold, and he looked at Mu Qiu and Ye Lingfeng without hiding his killing intent, and walked forward step by step.

At the same time, Mo Xunhuan came to the statue.

"There's no way out."

In the end, according to the law, if Mo Xunhuan does not move within ten breaths, he may die.

Murong Jin's heart was full of pain, he didn't want Mo Xun Huan to die.

As long as he thinks of that possibility, his heart feels as if he has been lingering, and the pain is unbearable. He is even willing to die for Mo Xunhuan...

"However, we have already arrived in front of the statue of Emperor Wu... Maybe, even if there is no way, we can't die."

He pinched his fingers tightly, and stared at Mo Xunhuan closely with bloody eyes.

Three breaths, four breaths... nine breaths... ten breaths...

Murong Jin even forgot to breathe, his eyes were fixed on Mo Xunhuan, sure that after tens of breaths passed, Mo Xunhuan was still standing there intact, he let out a long sigh of relief, staggered, almost Fall backward.

After taking a few steps back, he stabilized his figure. At this moment, a breeze blew past him, and his whole body was icy cold. Only then did he realize that he was drenched in sweat.

Ever since he entered the Xingxiu Palace when he was young, he and Mo Xunhuan have played together. In the past 20 years, they have grown up and progressed together. A sudden accident is like killing half of his life...

Not long after Mo Xunhuan arrived at the statue of Emperor Wu, Jian Mufeng also arrived.

At this time, Mu Qiu and Ye Lingfeng also reached the 130th step.

Every step they take takes the lives of two people.

In the formation, someone tried to break free from the formation. Mu Qiu and Ye Lingfeng no longer directly obliterated them, but they were unable to break free...

In addition to the large number of Wenjiange disciples who would rather be broken than broken, there are also many disciples from Bailian Palace, Qinling, Qigu, and Puppet Pavilion...

However, most of those who died were insignificant disciples.

The worst loss, besides Wenjian Pavilion, is Bailian Palace...

All of a sudden, the gorgeous world of the inscription enchantment was filled with the smell of blood...

Lou Zihan is also moving forward, this time he deduces the route for himself.

However, because he had tried to break the formation before, and because he had sent two people to the finish line, he had the deepest understanding of this inscription formation.

Now that he also walked up, the feeling was even deeper. He vaguely felt that he seemed to have touched the core part of the inscription formation...

However, just by touching it, there is no way to untie it and control it...

Time passed slowly.

In late autumn, Ye Lingfeng also arrived at the statue of Emperor Wu, and the rest of the people in the formation were relieved.

This meant that Mu Qiu and Ye Lingfeng would no longer sacrifice anyone among them.

But the strange thing is, after Mo Xunhuan, Jian Mufeng, Mu Qiu and Ye Lingfeng arrived in front of the statue of the Martial Emperor, they all stood there blankly, without any movement...

Even sent a voice transmission to them, but there was no reply...

"Could it be that there are other mysteries in front of the statue of the Martial Emperor?"

After recovering from meditating for a while, Murong Jin opened her eyes, seeing this scene, she couldn't help but feel a little doubt in her heart.

But just sending Mo Xunhuan there was exhausting for him, it was difficult for him to send two people in one go like Lou Zihan did, and he would still have the strength to spare afterwards.

However, what made him feel a little uneasy was Lou Zihan, who had been standing at Baibu for a long time.

The time he stood was already more than a quarter of an hour that can be stopped by a hundred steps, but he did not die, which violated the previous rules, but he did survive, and there was no more movement...

"Did Zihan discover anything else?"

In any case, at this time, no one in the field has the ability to move forward.

They can only wait for the result...

In front of the statue of Emperor Wu.

When Mo Xunhuan stepped onto the 150th step, his mind was in a trance for a moment, then he looked at the statue of Emperor Wu, who was close at hand, and looked back, only to find that everyone else was still behind.

"It seems that I'm the only one here... I don't know how long Mufeng will be there."

This inheritance is the inheritance of the Jian family, and Jian Mufeng is the right person to receive the inheritance. Even if Mo Xunhuan is a little tempted, he will not do it.

He is unruly by nature, so he simply sat cross-legged in front of the statue of Emperor Wu, waiting for Jian Mufeng to arrive.

A long time passed, and Jian Mufeng hadn't arrived yet...

instead……

"Ajin? You're here!"

That's right, the one who came to the statue of Emperor Wu turned out to be 'Murong Jin'!

Mo Xunhuan knew in his heart that 'Murong Jin' was powerful, but he never thought that he would be stronger than Lou Zihan. Seeing that Jian Mufeng didn't come to the statue, 'Murong Jin' did.

"Yeah, Xun Huan, I'm here, and Mu Feng can't come, so the inheritance can only depend on the two of us."

"Then..." Mo Xunhuan was a little shocked, but he could only accept this: "We can only do our best."

"Okay."'Murong Jin' looked at the statue of Emperor Wu: "You know that I have a bloodline inheritance, and with some special powers, I seem to be able to communicate with the statue of Emperor Wu. Then his eyes gradually deepened, shooting a strange light, Looking at the statue of Emperor Wu, he said in a deep voice: "Junior Nine Profound Emperor Xingxiu Palace Murong Jin, pay respects to senior. "

Mo Xunhuan didn't know why, but he also felt that he couldn't be rude, so he bowed down too.

"Senior, we want to inherit the inheritance, but we don't know how to do it."

boom!

The statue of Emperor Wu shook instantly, and then the golden eyes on the statue opened.

"!" Mo Xunhuan looked at the scene in front of him in shock. Before he could react, he heard a majestic voice next to his ear: "My inheritance is only passed on to lovers. The inheritance of the family is handed over to you."

Double... double cultivation...

Mo Xun Huan exclaimed, his cheeks turned red instantly...

Simultaneously.

"Ok?"

Hearing Mo Xunhuan's low cry for some reason, Murong Jin, who was meditating, stood up nervously, looked at Mo Xunhuan who was motionless in front of the statue, and felt a little worried: "What's so weird about that statue? Xunhuan will be fine. Bar?"