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

"But, even so, I can only pretend that I can be with him in this false illusion..."

If it was in reality, how could he, how dare he make such a decision?

He didn't want to ruin Murong Jin, he was born as the proud son of the Constellation Palace, he could have whatever he wanted, when he got close to Murong Jin when he was a child, he just felt that this cold child was too pitiful.

The family is gone, the family is gone, the clan is gone, he wants to warm him...

Over the years, Murong Jin has been warmed up, but...

Murong Jin is still not him, and he still has a lot of things on his back. He can't stop Murong Jin's footsteps, and he can't let such things ruin Murong Jin...

After all, the lessons learned by Ye Qingyuan and Qiao Qinghe are right in front of us...

Mo Xunhuan slowly stretched out his hand and touched 'Murong Jin' who was opposite, and then starlight overflowed from his fingertips.

The illusory 'Murong Jin' also turned into a little bit of starlight at his fingertips: "I've indulged here for so long, it's time to go back."

After that, even if he could not be with Murong Jin for the rest of his life, this memory in today's illusion is enough for him to relish...

Mo Xunhuan, who has always been unrestrained and extremely free and easy, sighed, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the illusion in front of him was shattered.

Divine Sense swept across the field, and he instantly saw Jian Mufeng and Mu Qiu on the statue of Emperor Wu.

The two stood opposite each other, their expressions very dignified.

Mo Xunhuan kicked his feet, flew up, and stood in front of Jian Mufeng: "Mufeng, go and accept the inheritance."

At the moment they left the illusion, they all inexplicably knew how to obtain the inheritance.

Jian Mufeng knew it, he knew it, and Mu Qiu knew it too.

"You alone..." Jian Mufeng was a little hesitant, Mu Qiu had a lot of spiritual weapons on him, and if he was not careful, if he was knocked down from the statue of the Martial Emperor, he might die like Ye Lingfeng...

"It's okay." Mo Xunhuan smiled slightly: "It's not a problem to stop her."

At this moment, Lou Zihan, who was standing on the hundredth step, opened his eyes again, looked at Jian Mufeng and said, "Mufeng, just accept the inheritance, and I will help you find joy."

Jian Mufeng glanced at Lou Zihan, nodded, "Okay."

Then he jumped up and reached the eyebrows of the statue of Emperor Wu.

A golden light bloomed from there.

"Go away!"

Mu Qiu looked at Mo Xunhuan with cold and gloomy eyes: "How dare you stop me?"

Mo Xunhuan said slowly: "First come, first served. Obviously, Jian Mufeng is the one who arrives first."

In fact, he was the one who arrived first, but he had been immersed in the illusion for too long, so it was Jian Mufeng who woke up first.

"What is he? I am the suzerain's daughter!"

"so what?"

"Presumptuous! I am the suzerain's daughter, born noble, no matter what is in this inheritance place, it should be mine."

"I only know that first come first, first come first, only those who can get it, as for the others, I don't know at all." Mo Xunhuan has long hair and shawls, with a touch of ease between his handsome eyebrows and eyes, and his words are a little careless, but it makes Mu Qiu Very angry.

"Are you looking for death?"

talking room.

boom!

She started to attack Mo Xunhuan.

"Miss Mu Qiu."

Lou Zihan has already controlled most of the world of inscriptions at this time, and his delicate and beautiful face is cold: "Please stay still."

talking room.

brush.

He took a step forward.

two steps...

Three steps...

His footsteps were fast, as if he didn't need to think about it. It was completely different from the appearance he had worked so hard to deduce before, and there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

Although until now, none of them had really done anything, but Lou Zihan was obviously the most proficient in the nine arts among them.

At this time, Ye Heng was still standing in front of the statue of Emperor Wu.

He was immersed in the illusion, and he didn't know when he would be able to come out.

The moment Lou Zihan got close to the statue of the Emperor Wu, there was also a hallucination.

But Lou Zihan has basically controlled the barrier of the inscriptions, coupled with his powerful soul power, but with a thought, the illusion world shatters in an instant.

Whoosh!

A fourth-tier long sword stood in front of Mu Qiu.

"The two of us, Miss alone, I believe Miss knows how to choose."

"You're threatening me!" Mu Qiu lashed out angrily, with veins popping out of her forehead, her beautiful face looked a bit hideous at this moment.

"If Miss is unwilling to cooperate, then don't blame me for being rude."

Lou Zihan said calmly.

Mo Xunhuan couldn't help but glance sideways at Lou Zihan, this guy seemed to be tougher than himself.

"Don't think that I really dare not do anything, you ants born in the lower world, what are you comparing with me?"

boom!

As she said that, the aura around her body increased a lot, and at the same time, gorgeous rays of light bloomed from the robes around her body.

It can be seen that it is also a remarkable spiritual weapon.

At the same time, a streak of color shot out from her sleeve towards Lou Zihan.

Lou Zihan narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that he could not end well at this time.

"Glimpses of light!"

His figure disappeared in an instant, and Mu Qiu was suffocated for breathing, but he still hadn't reacted...

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Beside her, several magnificent inscriptions lit up, binding her tightly.

"what happened?"

Mu Qiu's complexion changed slightly, and she glared at Lou Zihan angrily: "It's you?"

"I don't want to do anything to my fellow disciples, so I invite Miss Wronged."

Lou Zihan said calmly.

It was him.

If he was in the place of trial, he might have killed Mu Qiu long ago.

But now he won't.

Mu Qiu was firmly restrained by the inscription, unable to move, and cursed at Lou Zihan.

Lou Zihan pretended not to hear, and stood aside with a calm expression, while Mo Xunhuan also stood beside him with a strange expression.

"Mu Qiu is the youngest daughter of the suzerain. There are three elder brothers above her. She is the most favored. In the sect, everyone will call her a little princess when they see her. If you... offend her so much, I'm afraid you will be killed if you go to the Nine Profound Sect in the future." I have suffered."

This time, the inheritance of Donglongjian Clan, although Jiuxuanzong attaches great importance to it, but because only the Heavenly Martial Realm and below can enter here, the people who come here are all the disciples who have been promoted to Jiuxuanzong from the Nine Gates of the Lower Realm. For example, Sword Mufeng and the like...

Or a disciple recruited by the upper realm.

Among the Nine Profound Sects of the Upper Realm, the Tianwu Realm is the mainstay, and it is also the group with the largest number of people. The ones who came this time are relatively powerful in the Tianwu Realm.

But the younger generation, the true arrogance of heaven, have all been cultivated by the Martial Lord, and even the cultivation of the Holy Son has caught up with some elders, and they are the Martial King.

As for Mu Qiu's three elder brothers, there are two high-ranking Martial Lords and one Martial King.

Now Emperor Donglong is only Wu Jun.

Among the nine sects, only the master of the sect is Martial King, most of the elders are also Martial Lords.

And Ye Lingtian and Ye Qingyuan are both Martial Kings!

Lou Zihan didn't know much about Jiuxuanzong's strength before, but seeing Mu Qiu being so arrogant, he didn't know if he could fight her head-on, and restraining her like this now was already the biggest concession he could make.

"Mu Feng once said that the suzerain is a good person. I believe in Mu Feng's judgment, and I also believe that the suzerain is fair."

Seeing this, other people in the venue knew that the overall situation was settled, and couldn't help feeling melancholy, but after this trip, they were full of fear for Mu Qiu.

This is a person who doesn't take the lives of his fellow disciples seriously. Even if she values ​​them, he won't end well. Compared with their expectations when they first came here, they just want to stay away from this little princess now.

Time passed slowly.

Jian Mufeng is accepting the inheritance calmly, and Lou Zihan is also comprehending the last part of the inscription enchantment...

at last……

boom!

Jian Mufeng emitted a dazzling sword light all over his body, and everyone in the field couldn't help closing their eyes when it pierced.

The razor-sharp sword energy flashed away, and when everyone opened their eyes again, the previous statue of the Martial Emperor had collapsed, and the surrounding inscriptions had also dimmed a lot. Jian Mufeng was standing next to Lou Zihan and Mo Xun. Between Huan and eyebrows, there is a small golden sword.

"Zihan, Xunhuan, thank you very much."

He said gratefully to the two of them.

"Is everything going well?"

"Yeah." Jian Mufeng nodded, and then a small golden sword shot out from between his eyebrows: "The ancestor left a sword intent in my divine sense, if I can comprehend and refine it, I can touch the martial arts. Emperor Realm."

Hearing this, Mo Xun Huan couldn't help showing a bit of envy on his face.

Martial Emperor Realm... In the third heaven, the Martial Emperor can already establish a sect.

Their Nine Profound Sect has only one Martial Emperor, the suzerain.

When Mu Qiu heard this, her jealous face couldn't help but distort.

At this time, the inscription restraint on her body also disappeared, and she attacked Lou Zihan angrily...

Clang!

Jian Mufeng's long sword blocked him, and a powerful aura emanated from his body. After obtaining the inheritance, his cultivation base has increased a lot. Now he is in the late stage of Tianwu realm, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the realm of Wujun.

"Miss Mu Qiu, I believe the suzerain will definitely not want to see you facing swords against your fellow disciples."

"How dare you snatch my inheritance!" Mu Qiu was furious, the spirit weapon struggled, but he couldn't break free from Jian Mufeng's sword, his face turned red with anger, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes: "You wait Then, I will make you pay for being rude to me!"

At this time, Jian Mufeng's cultivation base is already the highest among the crowd, and he has obtained the inheritance of the Martial Emperor. Who knows if there is any other way, she can't get any benefits by herself again, but once she leaves here...

She clenched her fists tightly and retracted the spirit weapon, her eyes flickering coldly.

In Jian Mufeng's eyes, there was blood color gradually permeating, and wisps of murderous aura overflowed from his sword edge.

Lou Zihan felt it, and with a slight movement in his heart, he instantly understood where Jian Mufeng's murderous aura came from.

Before, Mu Qiu used formations to force to death many Wenjiange disciples, and killed many Bailian Palace and Jiuxuanzong disciples...

This account, of course, has to be settled.

but……

"Mufeng."

Lou Zihan pressed his sword hilt and shook his head at him.

Jian Mufeng was stunned for a moment, but he trusted Lou Zihan and withdrew his sword.

Lou Zihan sent him a voice transmission: "Don't be impulsive, I have a way to make her confess, and if you kill her, you won't live, she is not worth your life!"

While they were talking, Mu Qiu turned and left bitterly.

It may be because the inheritance has been taken, the inscription enchantment gradually dimmed, and the terrifying murderous intentions before disappeared without a trace...