Of course, the choice is to enchant

Compared with before, the space where Wuming was teleported to the ninth floor was small and dark. It was not like a treasured place for inheritance at all, but rather like a place where people would close their doors and think about their mistakes.

Although he could have night vision, Wuming took out several night pearls from his portable space and scattered them on the ground at will.

The soft light converged into one piece, making Wuming's mood immediately better.

After feeling the much richer aura on the ninth floor than the first eight, Wuming felt even happier.

There is a high probability that he teleported to such a small place because the ninth floor was separated.

Whoever wants to take the last inheritance can take it, as long as he can hide here until everything is over.

Before the smile on Wuming's face was fully raised, he suddenly felt the familiar spatial fluctuations in the air.

He looked over vigilantly, but what appeared was not a person, but a light source similar to the sixth floor.

In his mind, he automatically recalled the shock brought to him by the sixth-level light source 'Wang Ye', and Wuming subconsciously made a defensive gesture.

After the light source was created from nothing, it began to stretch and deform, and finally turned into a vivid image of a little dragon.

"I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to meet a real dragon in this life. I am very lucky!" Xiaolong shook his head and swayed close to Wuming, staying on Wuming's palm obediently, staring at Wuming without blinking his big eyes.

Wuming only panicked when Xiaolong first opened his mouth, and immediately regained his senses.

Xiaolong is so similar to the light source on the sixth floor, presumably it is also maintained by spiritual energy like the light source on the sixth floor, and his current behavior is also set by the master of the secret realm long ago.

"Hello, who are you?" Wuming tried to communicate with Xiaolong.

"I finally got a glimpse of the opportunity to find my fellow clan. Even if I was doomed to die, I would try it. I would have a narrow escape from death, so I left my savings for many years and waited for someone who is destined."

Wuming didn't know whether he was more disappointed or more relieved.

It seems that what he expected was right, Xiaolong didn't even have the ability to communicate with him.

"According to the rules of the Dragon Clan, only people related to the Dragon Clan can enter the ninth floor."

"Friends of the dragon clan with or without dragon scales, dragon blood, and dragon horns can receive inferior inheritance."

"With the blood of the dragon clan, as a descendant of the dragon, you can get a superior inheritance."

"If Master True Dragon appears, all the treasures here belong to Master True Dragon! I hope Master True Dragon will not dislike you!"

Speaking of the real dragon, the little dragon in Wuming's hand seemed to have a convulsion. He raised his head and began to spin wildly. It didn't take much effort to turn himself into a twist, and he could only lie limp in Wuming's palm.

Determined that Xiaolong will not harm himself, Wuming looks at Xiaolong as cute and naive, and seeing this makes him even more dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, there is a real dragon in the secret realm that has never appeared in the game, and I don't know if it is a person from Wangxian City, Rising Sun Forest, or an unknown force.

In terms of the established fact that Wuming is currently selling himself in the Forest of the Rising Sun, Wuming hopes that the real dragon that will appear in the secret realm, even if it is not in the Forest of the Rising Sun, must not appear in Wangxian City.

As for everything belonging to a real dragon, it doesn't matter if he got to the ninth floor in vain.

Probably because I never thought that I would be related to inheritance, so I didn't feel lost or missed.

Seeing Xiaolong in the palm of his hand finally woke up from the dizziness, he slowly turned around to relieve the twist from his body.

Wuming rubbed Xiaolong's body a few more times, turning the newly free Xiaolong into a twist again, and then stopped with unsatisfied desire.

Xiaolong tilted his head foolishly to look at Wuming for a while, and suddenly flew up from Wuming's palm.

The nameless hand subconsciously squeezed it, and stretched it out again.

It seems that Xiaolong has completed the task and is going to find the next person.

Although Wuming was reluctant, he couldn't delay Xiaolong's work.

Unexpectedly, the little dragon who had already flown away flew back again, and after circling Wuming, he said, "Master Zhenlong, please follow me to get the gadgets dedicated to you, please don't dislike it."

The smile on Wuming's face froze, pointing at himself in disbelief, "Me? A real dragon?!"

What are you kidding?He is a fish, the golden red one.

After Xiaolong finished speaking, he flew towards the distance again, and the moment he stuck to the wall, there was an extra door in the middle of the wall.

Seeing that Wuming didn't keep up, Xiaolong repeated his previous actions, "Master Zhenlong, please follow me to get the gadgets I gave you first, don't be disgusted."

Wuming followed Xiaolong into the new space in a daze. The space was simple, not much better than Wuming's cramped space on the ninth floor.

The things inside are also very simple, ten boxes similar to those on the tenth floor of Yuqi Xianzun's treasure house.

Even compared to the box on the tenth floor of Yuqi Xianzun's treasure house, which is itself a treasure, the box of the owner of the secret realm can only be called ordinary, and there are patch-like notes on it, saying 'upper class', 'lower class' '.

It's just that the boxes in the treasure house of Yuqi Xianzun are full of treasures, but the box of the master of the secret realm is filled with storage rings.

Not many, only 25 in each box.

Wuming casually took out a storage ring and glanced at it.

Silently swallowed a Qingxin Dan, and then read.

Hold the top grade pure heart gem and look at it again.

Wuming suspected that he might have fallen into a strange illusion again.

In any storage ring attached to the 'inferior' box, the same box as that on the wall of the treasure house on the tenth floor of Yuqi Xianzun is neatly placed.

In contrast, the number of boxes in each storage ring is the same as the number of boxes on the tenth floor of Yuqi Xianzun's treasure house.

The capacity of the storage ring attached to the 'upper class' box is ten times that of the storage ring in the 'lower class' box, and there are many more advanced gift boxes inside.

After roughly looking at all the storage rings, Wuming remained silent on the spot.

If this is not an illusion, the gap between the rich and the poor between the immortals and the dragons is too great.

Mojun and Feihong, who started the test of the master of the secret realm before Wuming, reached the ninth floor later than Wuming.

They appeared in the empty hall at the same time, and they could see each other's figure at a glance.

The air was eerily silent, only the dull sound of the folding fan slowly opening.

"Don't hide in your tortoise shell obediently, why, are you not afraid of death now?"

Following the movement of the Demon Lord raising his hand, a series of crackling sounds sounded in the air in front of Feihong. The closer he was to Feihong, the louder the crackling sound.

By the end, the sound alone was deafening.

Feihong raised his epee, and his voice stopped immediately.

"Si Yao, you just want to take my life. These words are useless to me a long time ago." Feihong gently brushed the blood-red sword tassel with his hand, his eyes were full of nostalgia.

"Oh, that's right, you don't even have a conscience, so how can you be ashamed?" The Demon Lord snorted disdainfully, and turned to face the main hall, but when he caught a glimpse of Feihong's sword tassel from the corner of his eye, his expression changed drastically, and he slammed toward Feihong rushed over, "Give me your sword tassel, you are not worthy."

Feihong's silent face gradually turned cold, and at the last moment when the fan of the Demon Lord was about to hit his face, he pulled out the Xiaoyao Sword, the silver-white blade just blocking the menacing fan.

The swords struck each other, making a crisp sound.

Facing each other with both eyes, the fighting spirit in it is rising steadily.

The ball of light that gradually formed on the main hall was ignored because of the long wait, so in desperation, they had no choice but to take the initiative to find the two people who were fighting.

A piece was sliced ​​off by the fan on the left side, and a piece was sliced ​​off by the silver-white epee on the right side, and ran back to the hall crying.

Fortunately, Wuming's cultivation base is promoted quickly, and the monster clan's portable space will also expand with the improvement of cultivation base, so that it can hold all the treasures of the master of the secret realm.

Regardless of whether it is Xiaolong's mistaken identity or not, there is a saying that is good, don't take advantage of it...

If it doesn't work, he is still a person who has a "big brother" photo. With so many treasures, he doesn't believe that the devil can remain indifferent.

It's a pity that there are so many treasures here, but there is still no feather keel that the devil wants.

However, because the owner of the secret realm is a dragon descendant, it unexpectedly unlocked more Wuming's inherited memories.

Dragonborn, as the name suggests, are descendants of dragons, descendants of true dragons and other races.

As the most powerful creature, the dragon clan is full of treasures, including the dragon descendants, who have benefited a lot, so it is inevitable that they will be coveted by all parties.

But unless the dragons are willing to donate the things on their bodies, there will be strong resentment for various parts of the dragons who have been plundered for various reasons, which is called dragon resentment.

Things with dragon grievances not only cannot refine treasures or help people practice, but will make people with dragon grievances the enemy of all dragons and dragon descendants, and face the danger of being lured into madness by dragon grievances at any time.

Comparing with the Dragon Resentment, there are also some behaviors recognized by the dragon clan, such as giving away scales, receded horns, and blood on the body. People who own these things will be regarded as friends by the entire dragon clan and dragon descendants.

This is also the minimum requirement for the master of the secret realm for inferior inheritance.

"Lord Zhenlong, thank you for taking away everything. The entire secret realm within a stick of incense will collapse. Please hurry up and leave." Xiaolong coiled in Wuming's hand, rubbed Wuming's middle finger reluctantly, and then slowly Dissipate slowly.

Wuming sighed melancholy. After reading the inheritance memory, he wished that he was born to be an all-powerful real dragon who could call wind and rain.

It's a pity that he is not a real dragon, but a fake koi.

It's useless to think too much, Wuming took out a plastic fruit to collect the little dragon's breath that had not dissipated in the air, and planted it in the spiritual soil.

Then he quickly walked out of the treasure room along the wall that had begun to collapse. According to the information left by Xiaolong, he could pretend that he didn't know anything as long as he returned to his original position before the secret realm collapsed.

Wuming did not expect that when he walked out of the treasure room, he could only see the whole ruins.

The magic energy and the sword energy above each dyed half of the sky, and a surprise bomb would drop from time to time.

Wuming took out the newly acquired umbrella with defensive functions from the portable space, and found a relatively strong ruin to squat down.

This umbrella with a very good defensive ability does not need to consume nameless monster energy at all, as long as the top-quality spirit stones of various colors inlaid on the handle of the umbrella have spiritual energy, it can work.

It can be regarded as the most cost-effective defensive treasure with the lowest threshold in Wuming's hands so far.

Wuming, who squatted in the ruins and lamented "I have seen what the world changes color", didn't notice at all, because he appeared, and the range of the two people who were inseparable from above was far less wide than before.

The Demon Lord has long felt that the space he is in is becoming more and more unstable, but he only wants to tear the hypocritical face of the person in front of him.

It wasn't until the whispering lotus in the dantian began to change that the movements of his subordinates' opening and closing were slightly restrained, but they still kept killing moves every step of the way.

Feihong was already reluctant to resist the devil's attack, and now he didn't dare to let the devil notice Wuming, and the epee swung more and more impenetrably.

After the two of them stayed away from Wuming by coincidence, they became more vicious than before.

On the other side of the ruined hall, the light source who was only breathing weakly climbed up to Wuming's knee and spit out three jade slips.

"Everyone who comes here is predestined. I have been predestined to get three map fragments of the Dragon Emperor's Secret Realm, so I will give them to you."

As soon as the words fell, the light source did not have Xiaolong's reluctance at all, and it disappeared instantly.

At the same time, the secret realm was shattered.

Everyone was caught off guard and thrown back to the Canglan Realm.

Wuming and the boy in the moonlight robe happened to be refreshed at the same position, and a fierce sword energy came oncoming.

Not only were the people thrown back into the Canglan Realm when the secret realm suddenly disappeared and their positions were thrown out of order, but the attacks made by these people at the last moment of the secret realm's disappearance were also thrown out of order.

Wuming subconsciously grabbed An Chen, preparing to hold up an umbrella to block the blow.

Fortunately, he just changed to a set of top-quality spirit stones. At most, the umbrella will be scrapped, but his life can still be saved.

At the critical moment, Wuming's hand was only a little away from An Chen, but a huge force suddenly came from the other side, and then he fell into a strange embrace, watching the sword energy penetrate An Chen with his own eyes.

Wuming's mind was blank, and he raised his head in a daze. It was the face of Yuqi Immortal Venerable full of concern.