Yang Qingxuan was stunned, "It's not you? Who else here can easily suppress Yang Wuxin? "
The Elf King said, "This is the big trouble I was talking about. Your big trouble is here."
It was only then that Yang Qingxuan realized that not only was Yang Wuxin being suppressed, but his flames were also being suppressed and extinguished.
Zhong Jie and the Star Palace experts were all immobilized. They stood there in shock, not knowing what had happened.
After a short moment of silence, Zhong Jie suddenly shouted, "Devil Seal! It's the Devil Seal! "
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they quickly looked around.
Only then did he realize that the appearance of the thirty-six bronze statues in the hall seemed to have changed. The seals in their hands were all different, as if they were summoning something. Wisps of green energy were extracted from the statues and drilled into the three-headed, six-armed statues. They converged into a beam of light that shot into the sky.
Above the hall, the countless nebulas of demonic Qi were crushed by the pillar of light, and they all turned into vortexes that poured into the three-headed, six-armed statue.
As if the polar night had descended, a powerful energy field rippled out, filling the hall in an instant, suppressing everyone in the hall.
Yang Wuxin was shocked, and he couldn't care less about killing Yang Qingxuan anymore. He shouted, "The inheritance! It's the Saint Demon's inheritance! The inheritance has finally appeared! "
Yang Qingxuan also looked at the three-headed, six-armed statue in shock. Demonic shadows were condensing on the statue's surface, as if they were about to solidify.
A distant voice came from the demonic shadows, "My name is Tu, the Demon Descends to the Heavens, the inheritance will last for thousands of years, the Saint Demon will never be extinguished!"
As the voice sounded, the hall was filled with an ancient demonic sound, clear and melodious, like the sound of a horn on a plateau, giving people a feeling of the vastness of heaven and earth.
But listening carefully, the demonic sound had an indescribable strangeness, as if it could seep into one's soul and lead them into the abyss of madness.
The thirty-six bronze statues showed a terrified expression, and they emitted a buzzing sound as if they were afraid, trembling, and submitting.
"The inheritance! Lord Saint Demon Tu's inheritance is mine! "
Zhong Jie was so excited that her whole body trembled. Under this vast demonic power, she couldn't help but want to bow down.
As a Demon Dweller, he could feel the mighty power of his ancestor.
Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran even knelt on the ground with a plop, trembling while facing the devil statue.
Just at this moment, the Devil Seal that was suppressing everyone silently disappeared.
Everyone's strength returned like a tide.
Yang Qingxuan's mind trembled. Under the pressure of this demonic sound, even he couldn't help but feel his heart palpitate.
"Your Excellency Elf King, what is this Holy Devil Inheritance?" Yang Qingxuan hurriedly asked.
"It's just that a Holy Devil is about to die and wants to find a successor. However, Mo Tu's inheritance didn't seem to be that simple. Be careful and pray for your own good fortune. "
After the Elf King finished speaking, he fell silent.
"Pray for your own good fortune? What do you mean? Please enlighten me. "
However, no matter how many times Yang Qingxuan asked, there was no reply.
At this moment, Yang Wuxin suddenly shouted, "Xu Weilong, Feng Yanran!"
The two of them trembled and immediately woke up from the shock. They abruptly turned around and pushed their limbs against the ground, shooting up and madly charging towards the devil statue.
Before entering the Ancient Battlefield, the Star Palace's experts had already deduced that Mo Tu's inheritance would be opened in the ancient battlefield.
As for Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran, who possessed the devil blood, they were the most likely to obtain the Holy Devil Inheritance.
If the two of them could obtain the Holy Devil Inheritance, Yang Wuxin was the number one genius of the current generation, Xiao Suyang's Yama Monarch Awakening was a terrifying existence, and Lu Yifan had the strongest Martial Soul, Devour Starry Sky.
The champion of the previous tournament was also Star Palace's Ye Chongyuan.
Then, in the future, the Star Palace's younger generation would definitely become the generation that suppressed the world. They would become an unparalleled force that no one in the world could match.
Allowing Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran to obtain the Holy Devil Inheritance was also an important part of the Star Palace's decision to hold the tournament in the Ancient Battlefield.
"Impudent! The Holy Devil Inheritance can only be inherited by the devil race. You bastards are just stained with some devil blood, yet you dare to covet our race's sacred item? Stop! "
Zhong Jie was suddenly shocked and roared furiously.
Devil Qi surged from his body as his killing intent soared to the sky. His figure flashed and chased after Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran.
"Heh, it's not up to you to decide who gets the inheritance."
Yang Wuxin sneered. He no longer cared about killing Yang Qingxuan and blocked with his body. He raised his hand and formed a seal. A sword intent erupted from his body as he casually pointed.
"Vanquishing Sword!"
The huge golden sword reappeared and turned into a sword river that seemed to have descended from the nine heavens. It emitted a dazzling radiance and stood in front of Zhong Jie like a heavenly moat!
"Those who block me, die!"
Zhong Jie roared as a ray of devil light shone and converged into a line, turning into a huge devil saber. The devil Qi on it was like flames as it violently slashed out.
"Bang!"
The cold weapon's clanging sound reverberated in all directions as a powerful and sharp Qi swept out.
The saber and sword clashed as the power of the two was constantly being worn down. The sword river kept flickering and the devil Qi on the devil saber kept dissipating.
Yang Wuxin's face changed drastically as he constantly changed seals. Sword Qi shuttled through the air and converged into the sword river to contend with the devil saber.
Zhong Jie was furious as he desperately absorbed the devil Qi from all directions. It turned into a whirlpool and poured into the saber. The entire hall rumbled and trembled as though it was going to be annihilated under the two's moves.
Yang Wuxin's face turned even uglier. In this devil hall, Zhong Jie resonated with the hall and could borrow a large amount of devil Qi. He was completely suppressed and did not know how long the sword river could last. He only hoped that Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran could quickly obtain the inheritance so that they could join forces to suppress Zhong Jie!
"Don't you feel embarrassed to snatch something that belongs to someone else's ancestor?"
Yang Qingxuan was watching from afar. When he saw Zhong Jie being held back, he sneered and suddenly made his move.
Not to mention that Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran obtaining the inheritance, it would only be harmful to him. Just because of the grudge between him and Yang Wuxin, he had to make a move.
He immediately rushed forward with his halberd, wanting to cut off Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran.
When Zhong Jie heard this, he glanced over from the corner of his eyes and revealed a look of joy and gratitude.
Yang Wuxin's face was gloomy as he shouted, "Suyang, Yifan, block him!"
"Yama King has awakened!"
Xiao Suyang let out a loud roar. An enormous soul light gushed out from his body and transformed into an illusory shadow that merged with his body. His face was filled with murderous intent and resentment as he attacked Yang Qingxuan with a single move!
"If Yama King wants you to die at midnight, you won't live until dawn!"
Yama King's palm radiated out five light pillars that intertwined and spun in the air, strangling everything.
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