Peng Yue knew that he was no match for Ouyang Qian and her sister, so he took the initiative to hand over the book.
"Hehe, Fellow Peng is quite tactful. This saves us the trouble of fighting." Seeing this, the green-robed girl finally calmed down a little and said with a smile.
Ouyang Qian also smiled and walked forward a few steps. She picked up the book and began to flip through it.
This time, the two sisters seemed to have stopped here in the Inheritance Ground. However, with this book, they did not return empty-handed. Moreover, after they left this place, they would have many opportunities to find other inheritances hidden in the Secret Realm.
Therefore, Ouyang Qian remained calm.
… …
On the other side of the Green Stone Plaza, after Liu Ming and the other eight people stepped into the formation, the golden light around the formation condensed into a straight layer of pale gold.
From afar, it looked like a giant golden cylinder that stood upright in the middle of the Green Stone Plaza.
Those who were able to persevere until this point were naturally not ordinary people!
The group of people turned a blind eye to everything that was happening around them. One by one, they sat down on the ground and closed their eyes to meditate.
At this time, on the ground in the center of the formation, a burst of music came and quickly spread throughout the entire light screen.
Liu Ming felt a sharp pain in his ear and his mind trembled. He suddenly had a feeling of restlessness and restlessness. Moreover, it was a very strange feeling that he could not get rid of.
Liu Ming suddenly opened his eyes in shock. He only felt a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him. After a moment of absent-mindedness, he faintly returned to the Savage Island. In the midst of floating, he transformed into a young child and once again experienced the scene of his encounter with Uncle Qian on the island, as well as the various tribulations of life and death.
In a short period of time, he once again experienced the ten years of experience on the Savage Island and once again appeared at the entrance of the Barbarian Ghost Sect. The scene of the Opening Spirit Ceremony was still shocking.
In the next moment, the scene changed and he inexplicably appeared in the Secret Realm of the Trial. After a blur in front of his eyes, the demonic hand that could hold up the sky was chasing after him.
These terrifying scenes flashed in front of Liu Ming's eyes, leaving him with no time to think.
Liu Ming's heart suddenly tightened, and the demonic thoughts in his body seemed to stir.
As he was shocked, he injected all his spiritual power into the Soul Lock. Immediately, a cool feeling spread through his body, and the waves in his heart immediately calmed down.
However, this feeling disappeared as soon as he turned around. After a blur, he once again experienced the first time he was possessed by the demonic will.
Although all of these were only fragmented memories, they were the things that were hidden in his heart the most terrifying.
Liu Ming, who seemed to be sitting cross-legged in the formation, had his eyes tightly shut as beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Although he knew that these were just illusions, he tried his best to quickly skip over these terrifying experiences in his daze, but the relevant scenes became clearer and clearer.
When he saw the expressionless "Demonized Liu Ming" again, a murderous thought suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart. He inexplicably let out two strange laughter filled with tyranny and was about to stand up involuntarily.
At this moment, the Celestial Tablet in Liu Ming's sea of consciousness suddenly made a buzzing sound.
After a shudder, a trace of clarity suddenly flashed in his eyes. In a shock, he bit the tip of his tongue, and the intense pain made him instantly get rid of the illusion. After all, he didn't stand up, but he couldn't help sweating profusely.
As Liu Ming thought quickly, he quickly released his Divine Thought into his body. Under the inner vision, he found that the demonic will was obedient under the suppression of the Ninth Heaven God Thunder. There was no sign of breaking free.
All the previous feelings were just illusions!
He immediately took a deep breath and quickly transferred the spiritual power in his body into the Soul Lock. At the same time, he did not hesitate to pour the mental power of the mind imitation insect into his sea of consciousness without reservation.
Suddenly, the hair-like cool power evaporated from the sea of consciousness, and it formed an impenetrable transparent shield, firmly protecting his mind.
In this way, Liu Ming was slightly relieved.
But at this moment, the strange melody sounded in his ears. After his consciousness was blurred, he once again experienced the scenes of fighting Siren King, Blood Emperor, and Golden Savage Tribe great ancestor.
This time, Liu Ming easily dealt with the similar battle training in the mysterious space illusion. The expression on his face gradually calmed down.
"Kill! You all have to die! "A roar suddenly sounded from the side.
Liu Ming got rid of the illusion in shock. He glanced at it and saw that the source of the voice was the ugly young man of Demon Mystic Sect.
His eyes had been replaced by madness at this moment. Although he was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands were waving in a disorderly manner.
At the next moment, the ugly young man suddenly roared into the sky. Black gas rolled out from his body, shrouding his entire body. "Swoosh", a figure rose from the black gas. He waved his hands repeatedly, launching black palm phantasms of different sizes aimlessly in all directions.
With a "pu" sound, a golden light quickly rolled up from the formation below, wrapping the person in it. After a spatial fluctuation, he disappeared without a trace in the formation.
At this time, after they entered the array for only a few minutes, a person with extraordinary strength was the first to be sent out because he couldn't suppress the killing intent in his heart.
Seeing this, Liu Ming was shocked.
Obviously, in this level, the limit of mental power endurance was tested, and it had little to do with the strength of the magical power.
While Liu Ming continued to channel his mental power to resist the strange melody of the music, he glanced at the people around him.
The purple-haired man of the Big Dipper Pavilion had a bronze bell covered with faint purple spirit patterns floating on top of his head. It swayed gently with the wind, releasing circles of ripples to the surrounding air to protect his body.
The purple-haired man sat in it with a relaxed and calm feeling. He didn't seem to be affected by the strange music.
The man in green robe of the Nature Work Sect had already sat on the silver carriage. His eyes were slightly closed, and his mouth was constantly chanting obscure incantations.
The eight golden horse puppets that pulled the silver carriage emitted eight golden lights, wrapping them together with the entire silver carriage. They were obviously not affected by the strange music.
The young woman in green clothes of the Haoran Academy was sitting cross-legged on the spot, holding an ancient book with a faint blue glow in her hands. She always had a faint smile on her face. Her eyes were calm as if there was no wind and autumn ripples. She just concentrated on reading the book in her hands as if she didn't hear anything around her.
On the other side, Luo Tiancheng and the eagle-faced man of the Sky Beastkin Valley were obviously not as calm as the others.
Although Luo Tiancheng was still sitting cross-legged, his eyes were almost replaced by crimson. He kept hissing in a low voice, and the silver dragon tiger was circling around him. The muscles on his arms were bulging, and he kept bombarding the ground.
Every punch could cause the earth to shake and roar, but the fists were bloody. Although all the wounds recovered in an instant, the residual blood on the surface still made people feel extremely cold.
No one knew what material the bluestone ground was made of. Under the bombardment of such dense fist shadows, there was no trace left on the ground.
Luo Tiancheng seemed to be barely relying on his last trace of sanity to force himself not to stand up by constantly consuming the spiritual power in his body.
The eagle-faced man's face was alternating between blue and red; it was full of pain. From time to time, bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead. His hands kept changing gestures one after another, and they all went into a tri-color spiritual bead floating in front of his chest.
The runes on the surface of this spiritual bead flowed slowly, refracting green, red, and white lights that went straight into his forehead. It seemed to be some kind of spiritual defense spiritual weapon.
But even so, this beastkin cultivator, who had killed two Taiqing Sect elite disciples in one fell swoop, looked even more embarrassed.
Liu Ming shook his head. Luo Tiancheng might still be able to hold on, but this beastkin cultivator was obviously on the verge of collapse.
Sure enough, after just 8 seconds, there was a crisp breaking sound. The tri-color spiritual bead on the eagle-faced man's chest suddenly burst open.
After this beastkin cultivator lost his spiritual defense spiritual weapon, he only persisted for 2 seconds, then he roared and rushed into the sky from the ground. He was dancing in the air like a crazy demon.
A golden light also rolled up from the array on the ground, wrapping the eagle-faced man in it and teleporting him away.
When this beastkin cultivator regained his sanity again, he suddenly found himself in a strange stone room.
On the stone table in the center, there was a palm-sized yellow ancient book. In the corner not far away, there was a small white teleportation array.
Opposite the stone table, the ugly young man of Demon Mystic Sect was also here, but his whole body was imprisoned by a layer of faint golden light. He couldn't move for a while.
But at the moment when the eagle-faced man appeared, the golden light on the opposite side shattered with a "puff".
After the 2 glanced at each other, they attacked almost at the same time without hesitation. They started fighting in the stone room.
…
On the green stone square.
After the ugly young man and the eagle-faced man were eliminated, only Liu Ming, the purple haired man, the silver chariot man, the young woman in green clothes, and Luo Tiancheng were left on the field.
The time that followed seemed to pass by abnormally quickly. When the fifteen minutes were up, the strange music suddenly stopped and was no longer heard.
Liu Ming opened his eyes, took a sigh of relief in his heart, and stopped the buff of Soul Lock and mind imitation insect.
Luo Tiancheng's face was pale, and he was sweating profusely. His fists were almost completely wrapped in black and red blood. He looked like he had lost a lot of vitality, but after realizing that he had survived this challenge, his eyes were full of excitement. He shook his fists and immediately stood up.
The young woman in green clothes, the purple haired man, and the silver chariot young man put away their spiritual weapons and also stood up.
At the next moment, Liu Ming and the others only felt that the array under their feet trembled slightly, and there was a whistling sound.
Five pillars of golden light that were as thick as water buckets abruptly shot up from the ground, sweeping up the five of them and disappearing into the formation.
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