A moment ago.

Outside Xianren Ridge.

Edward lowered his body, soaked in the smell of smelly mud, and his breath was reduced to its limit.

He had been lurking in the dungeon for a long time, and finally waited for the troops from the Daxia League to come and follow him here.

As early as after seeing the news on the forum, he took the lead and entered the Five Awesome Duplicates, waiting for the opportunity.

And just now, he even discovered a team of warriors who were planning to be the same as him.

Judging from the complexion and appearance, it is an elite team of foreign countries.

Then, he saw Zhong Shenxiu taking action, his palms like wind and thunder, directly annihilated a large skeleton demon and fought with the third-grade skeleton demon.

"The pioneer of Daxia is so strong, he has reached the fourth grade..."

"Isn't it? My fellow countrymen!"

At this moment, a tall and strong white figure suddenly appeared next to Edward.

"Who are you……"

Edward was surprised. This man should have a fifth-grade martial arts!

If it is a public beta player, it is incredible unless it is fully cultivated by a major force!

"I'll introduce myself. I'm from the 'Divine Realm Guild', which belongs to the Star Ring Federation! You can call me James!"

James laughed: "It's a pity that although we have formulated this monster grabbing plan, variables have emerged... The Daxia League already has a fourth-rank warrior. If we can't rob each other, we can only find other benefits in the dungeon. Do you want to join us?"

"certainly!"

Edward nodded.

No matter what kind of thoughts these people come with, they can only give up in the face of the absolute strength gap with the Daxia Alliance.

However, at this moment!

Above Xianren Ridge, the East China Sea sword-holder appeared.

Even his voice spread from afar and reached the ears of these people.

"What?'Eat the Wind and Drink Dew'?"

"At least the inheritance of a first-grade Taoist priest? Why is it more like martial arts skills?"

"The Sword Holder did not admit that he was a Taoist priest, maybe he was a warrior?"

"Wait... This sword holder may not be a first-class sword, but an existence above the first-class grade, and is the legendary sacred immortal Buddha first-class!"

"So this 'Food Wind and Drinking Dew Technique' is also a mythical skill, which can make people promoted to super and become a sacred or god?"

Beside James, several white men appeared, their breaths were condensed, and their feet were neither too small, and they were obviously good at martial arts.

You said, I hit the nail on the head, and they quickly made a decision: "If we only start a war with the Daxia Alliance for one of the five wise inheritances, it is not worth it..."

Although they are all players and do not spare their lives, there are always some powerful relationships in reality, and it is not advisable to start the battle lightly.

But it’s different from the first-class inheritance of the sacred immortals and Buddhas!

"The opponent's master, the fourth-rank warrior, has been taken away. It's a good opportunity to kill!"

"Roar over and grab the myth inheritance!"

"Can't give Daxia any more chance!"

Several white men rushed out, leaving Edward foolishly in place: "Did I see the prelude to the East-West War?"

"James?!"

At the Xianren Ridge, Shen Mo also saw the white warrior rushing over, especially the one who led him, who had seen the other party's face in many confidential files.

Even the two of them fought through the lower-level personnel from a distance, winning and losing each other.

At this time, the grudges and struggles of Yuandongtian suddenly continued to Xuanmingtian.

"Star Ring Federation, it's you! Kill me!"

Silent shouted: "Stop them!"

The two gangs fought together immediately.

And there is no doubt that white warriors are at a disadvantage.

Even though their level can be improved rapidly, their experience in using martial arts is still not as good as that of the old birds here.

...

On Xianren Ridge.

Lin Fan did not take action, but shouted: "How can you obtain your inheritance?"

"It's very simple... Those who are destined to get it, but there is only one person who is destined to get it!"

The sword-holder in the East China Sea showed a cold smile, which made Lin Fan feel cold.

In the minds of everyone in Xuan Mingtian, the East China Sea sword holder is not a righteous person. On the contrary, he is cruel and bloodthirsty... he is simply a great devil who does everything evil!

And it is indeed not a simple test for such a big devil to find his successor.

"A destined person? One?"

"So...what if there is only one person left here?"

Lin Fan discovered the potential meaning in the words of the Donghai Sword Holder and asked solemnly.

"Then let him pass on my magical skills."

The Donghai sword holder smiled, as if he was not concerned.

At this time, not far away, the interior and exterior of wind, rain, thunder and lightning are revealed, revealing the terrifying will of martial arts.

"It's the Lord of Shenxiu!"

"He is going to come over, too, and fight for inheritance?"

Chen Ji felt chills in his heart, and suddenly felt that everyone around him became unreliable.

"The first-level inheritance of the sacred immortals and Buddhas?"

Jiang Shang and Huang Tianyao looked at each other and thought of something, their eyes full of longing.

Even for first-grade martial artists like the White Tiger Ancestor of the White Tiger Sect, being able to practice super skills is a lifelong pursuit!

If a first-rank can suppress a state, if someone can break through the realm above the first-rank, maybe he can completely recover the big-money Jiuzhou and become the founding emperor?

Take this world completely in your hands?

Even Jiang Shang's breathing became slightly heavier even if he was Jiang Shang.

However, they are still rational after all, and they think about the strength of the Special Trial Bureau in reality and dare not act rashly.

"Oh? What did I hear?"

Not far away, white casual cultivator Edward widened his eyes: "Have you become the inheritance of the gods?"

He murmured to himself, thinking quickly, and finally gave up helplessly: "I obviously cannot get it... If I just sell the news, I don't need this reward."

He thought about it and lurked deeper.

Become Voldemort, and if there is a chance to win!

...

Bang bang!

Silent commanded the members of the Daxia League and killed white warriors.

At this moment, he saw a confidant stumble back and coming to his side, and couldn't help but say, "How are you?"

But the confidant suddenly appeared in his hand, passing through his silent throat.

"Is this the Yiren? It really tastes different when you kill it."

The man's voice became very strange, and he tore off a human skin mask from his face.

"Fourth-rank martial artist, Thousand-faced Fox Duan Yi?"

Xie Biqi's pupils tightened: "There are still idle warriors scrambling here?"

"Haha... Kill, kill..."

The sword-holder in Donghai laughed: "Only the son of luck who survives to the last is qualified to inherit everything I have..."

The scene was in chaos.

"Thousand-faced Fox, you're looking for death!"
Chapter completed!