Along the way, portraits are suspended in the void. The people inside are men and women, old and young. They all have cold breaths and sharp eyes like knives. Beside them, there are either mountains of corpses or seas of blood, or leftovers.

Broken arm, and there are all kinds of ghosts and monsters hiding in it.

All the portraits were silent and dim in the void. Suddenly, Pei Ling stopped. He was about to leave the secret place of the sect.

In the distance, the soul lanterns gathered like a vast ocean, majestic and powerful. And in front of him was the portrait of the founder of "Netherworld Blood".

Pei Ling glanced at the "Netherblood" Patriarch, walked to the side of the portrait, took out a simple scroll, and let go of his hand.

The scroll immediately floated up, spontaneously flying to the side of the portrait of the founder of "Underworld Blood", and slowly unfolded, revealing Pei Ling's portrait, hanging in the void like the portrait of "Underworld Blood".

This scroll originally seemed very ordinary, about the same size as the portrait of the founder of "Netherblood", but as soon as it was hung up, it instantly became extremely huge!

The scroll suddenly grew in size, and in the blink of an eye, it surpassed the scroll of Patriarch "Nether Blood". In the blink of an eye, it surpassed the scroll of Patriarch "Fuqiong", and then the Patriarch "Hengxie" and "Fucui"...

Soon, this scroll almost occupied the entire void at the entrance to the secret place, and it was no different from the scroll of the founder of the sect, "Chongming"!

At the same time, many portraits beside it floated towards the depths of the secret place. In the blink of an eye, at the entrance of the secret place, in the dark void, only this portrait hung high, and there was nothing else.

Pei Ling was slightly surprised, then smiled with understanding. It seemed that his inheritance was as precious as the inheritance of the founding ancestor "Chong Ming"!

However, no one can understand the laws of swordsmanship in this inheritance until he becomes an immortal...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling had a thought in his mind. The original restrained expression of the portrait in his scroll suddenly became extremely evil, cold and treacherous... The dense smoke around him also exuded a majestic, chaotic, twisted and crazy meaning...

This is his "chaos" aura!

After he successfully ascends, the portrait in the painting will unlock the "chaos state".

But before that, any living being who wants to pry into his inheritance must face him in "chaos state"...

After arranging this inheritance that would last forever with the sect, Pei Ling left the inheritance hall without hesitation.

As soon as he left, among the five scrolls deep in the inheritance hall, five figures with powerful and vast auras emerged one after another.

The leader was "Fu Qiong". Behind him, followed by "Xing Hen", whose face was covered with gauze and cold, and behind him, was a child wearing a bright red coat with tangled branches and four seasons flowers and a cloud pattern. The child had a long

of

Yuxue is cute. There is a red gold engraved zhihe necklace hanging on her neck. Under her golden red bloomers, there is a pair of lifelike tiger-head shoes. She is dressed like the son of an ordinary wealthy family, celebrating happiness and wealth.

However, on the left and right of his face, there is an identical face with different expressions, following each other like a shadow, crying and laughing, which is extremely strange.

This is "Infant Ferocious".

Behind him, a middle-aged man with a face as pale as death, with thousands of snakes slithering in his eyes, his arms folded in his sleeves, wearing a tooth-colored robe with light gray patterns, the texture looks warm and smooth

, but it is purely sewn with monk human skin. If you look carefully, the gray patterns that appear vaguely are all roaring souls, but they are "burning".

The last figure, with his light robe and slow sash, slender eyebrows and bright eyes. At first glance, he seems to be a noble son of a high family, with elegant manners and handsome face. However, under concentration, he feels that his face is ever-changing, sometimes handsome and resolute, sometimes handsome and elegant, sometimes elegant.

Elegant and handsome, sometimes with a sinister aura...

There were so many faces, so many different faces, that it was impossible to identify which one was his real face.

This person is also the founder of the Chongming Sect who has recently successfully overcome the tribulation and entered the Mahayana.

None of the five Patriarchs spoke, but they walked to the scroll left by Pei Ling in unison.

In the scroll, I saw miserable winds and heavy rain, dense clouds, and heavy mist, surrounded by a figure in a black robe holding a knife.

After just one glance at that figure, I felt boundless evil coming towards me!

The terrifying cold aura was like the roaring waves of an angry sea, roaring and sweeping through the darkness, almost drowning them all immediately!

Seeing that Pei Ling's portrait was extremely huge, far surpassing that of all the Patriarchs, even incomparable to the Sixty-Four Tribulations "Hengxie", and actually the same as the portrait left by the Patriarch "Chongming", all the five Patriarchs were shocked!

The color in Fu Qiong's eyes became darker and darker, and he said in a deep voice: "Inherited from this world!" The other four people nodded immediately.

After a moment of silence, "Xinghen" spoke: "[Golden Coffin Burial] has been taught to Pei Ling." "He now possesses the 'Innocent State' and the 'Chaos State'."

"This scroll has his aura of 'chaos'."

Upon hearing the words "Innocent State" and "Chaos State", Fu Qiong and the other four were shocked, but they soon returned to normal.

"Fu Qiong" immediately said: "In that case, we will come back to observe Pei Ling's inheritance in the future."

"Now, there is still business." The other four people nodded when they heard this.

"Ying Meng" said in an old voice: "There is no problem with the strength of Xianlu Yinzi." "The next most important thing is our own strength!"

"Huai Ke", who was dressed in gorgeous robes and well-dressed, spoke erratically, as if it was clear, moist, lustrous, low, or hoarse... Every sound was pleasant to the ear, but when mixed together, it gave people a sense of terror: "'Heng

Senior Xie failed because he was too impatient."

"If he had waited a few thousand more years, with the strength of the Sixty-Four Kalpa Mahayana, he might not be able to get what he wanted."

"Liao Xie" had no expression on his face, his paper-pale lips moved slightly, and his voice was cold: "Even though Xianlu Yinzi is extremely powerful this time, when he fought against the Demon Emperor, he was not yet in the Mahayana."

"But the Demon Emperor can't do anything to him." "It can be seen that Xunmu is now extremely weak." "But now, we have mastered the magic of immortality."

The black hair moved slightly, and "Xinghen" also nodded and said: "If we succeed this time, we... will all be in charge of the 'origin'!"

"Fu Qiong" nodded slightly. The last time Pei Ling entered Qingyao Mountain, there was a cause and effect, and he did not interfere too much.

After that, this junior retreated completely, even though it was because he was the guide to the immortal road, defeated nine sect leaders in a row, and received the "curse" in the remains of Yousu Tomb, his luck was prosperous, and today, it is the era of the human race.

, it is a blessing that the demon clan is in a corner, but there is a huge gap in Qi, but it also proves the weakness of the ancient immortal Xunmu!

However, neither he nor the other four people have any intention of calling Pei Ling at the moment.

The cause and effect between them and this immortal guide must be used in the real chess game of Fusheng, rather than against a demon emperor whose longevity is exhausted and extremely weak!
Chapter completed!