The white-clothed girl naturally came in with Zixia Sect, but no one recognized her among the crowd.
"Miss, where are you from? You look unfamiliar. How did you enter this Trial Land of Blood?" Zheng Jun's cultivation was the highest, so he posed as the leader and asked.
The white-clothed girl glanced at him indifferently. Her gaze was as calm as water, without a trace of fluctuation.
"You're not qualified to ask me."
Her voice was as cold as ice, as if she was born this way.
Zheng Jun's face was gloomy. He looked at the beautiful figure in front of him with anger burning in his eyes.
After he entered the third sky of the Spiritual Ocean Realm, his strength increased greatly, and he faintly had the momentum of being the number one of the younger generation in Yunzhou.
However, in a short time, there was Lin Xuan who ridiculed him and didn't put him in his eyes, and now there was another person who was even more arrogant than him.
This was something he couldn't tolerate!
"Since you won't speak, you must have used some underhanded means to enter!" Zheng Jun smiled evilly, "Wait for me to capture you and hand you over to the elders."
He wanted to show off his strength, or else it would be hard to intimidate the crowd.
Weng!
The cultivation of the third sky of the Spiritual Ocean Realm exploded, like a huge wave crashing against the shore.
"Jingyun Palm!"
He struck out with his palm, forming a huge palm in the air and crashing down.
Like a colorful cloud, it overflowed with multicolored light and endless spiritual power.
As the palm fell, the air seemed to explode from the pressure, forming sharp ripples that spread out in all directions.
Except for Lin Xuan, Murong Qianling, and a few others, the other martial artists were all repelled by this power.
"You overestimate yourself!" The white-clothed girl's voice was icy cold. She extended her white finger and lightly tapped the air.
Chi!
Chi! With one finger, the huge cloud palm melted like ice and snow, spreading out and finally disappearing between heaven and earth.
"What kind of technique is this?" Everyone was stunned. With just one finger, she broke the attack of a martial artist in the third layer of the Spiritual Ocean Realm!
Murong Qianling and the others' faces also changed slightly, but Lin Xuan's eyes flashed as he used Purple Spirit Pupil to observe.
"You …" Zheng Jun's face became extremely ugly. Although he didn't use his full strength in this palm, it contained at least seventy percent of his power.
This kind of power was enough to kill anyone present!
However, it was broken by the other party with a single finger.
"Looks like if I don't use my true strength, I won't know how powerful I am!" He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of everyone, so he prepared to attack with all his might.
At this moment, a wave of gloomy energy rippled out, bringing with it a trace of vicissitudes of life.
Following that, the entire hall began to shake as if it was about to collapse.
"This is …" Everyone was alarmed, not knowing what was going on.
Could it be that an Inherited Martial Art had appeared? Someone guessed.
Then, this idea spread like a flood.
Everyone's eyes were abnormally fiery, as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They were abnormally excited.
Inherited martial arts, that was an existence even more precious than treasures!
As long as he could obtain the Legacy Martial Arts, entering the three Spirit Realms would not be a problem!
"There's an Inherited Martial Art?" Lin Xuan was suspicious. His Wind Emperor's One Sword was considered an Inherited Martial Art, but it seemed like there was more than one.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Many people ran towards the direction of the tremors, wanting to occupy a powerful position. Especially those who did not get a Great Treasure, they were even more unwilling.
Even Zheng Jun gave up on the white-robed woman and turned into a streak of light to escape.
Lin Xuan also followed behind the crowd, intending to take a look.
The white-robed woman seemed to have thought of something, and her expression changed slightly. She quickly ran in that direction.
When Lin Xuan arrived, the surroundings were already filled with people.
When the crowd saw him, they subconsciously opened up a path. The current Lin Xuan was a top-notch existence in the eyes of the crowd. No one would look down on him!
Lin Xuan did not mind. His body swayed, and he came to the front.
Four huge stone pillars supported the four directions. In the middle was a blood pool, and there was fresh red blood flowing in the pool.
An unusually pungent smell of blood wafted over, causing everyone to frown.
On the surrounding ground, there were many remains of weapons. Lin Xuan looked carefully and realized that the broken weapons were all Treasures.
"What happened here to cause Treasures to break and warriors to die?" Lin Xuan was very curious.
At the front, there was a blood-red door that was slightly ajar.
An ancient and vicissitude aura came from within, causing everyone to feel excited.
"The inheritance must be inside. Why aren't you rushing in!" Someone shouted in the dark.
Immediately, a few warriors rushed forward. However, they stopped after a few steps and kept turning in circles on the spot.
This scene stunned the remaining warriors. They did not know what was going on.
"It's an array!" Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes. Light flashed in his eyes as he kept looking around.
"Damn it, what happened!" Someone was angry and attacked forward.
Boom!
The long saber was like a rainbow as it struck the blood pool, stirring up thousands of waves.
"Not good!" Zheng Jun and the others' expressions changed. They looked coldly at the person who attacked, wishing they could kill him.
That person's body trembled. When he came back to his senses, he was filled with regret.
However, it was all too late.
In the blood pool, the enchanting blood vibrated and split into four streams, wrapping around the four stone pillars.
In the next moment, a huge blood-red array formed under everyone's feet, suffusing with a strange energy.
Everyone felt as if they were in a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses. All they could see were huge white bones.
Ka! Ka!
With loud sounds, the white bones merged with the blood and fused into zombie-like monsters that charged at the crowd.
Kill!
Sword Qi and spiritual power surged. Everyone fell into a chaotic battle.
"Let's take a look at that door." Lin Xuan's body flashed as he rushed forward.
"Stay!" Two figures appeared and blocked Lin Xuan.
Zheng Jun and Ling Feng joined forces to block Lin Xuan.
Zheng Jun's face was filled with killing intent as he stared coldly at Lin Xuan.
Ling Feng's eyes were filled with malice. He could not wait to tear Lin Xuan apart.
"This time, no one can save you!"
The two of them attacked mercilessly. Terrifying energy shrouded the space.
"Phantom Thunder Step!"
Lin Xuan increased his speed to the maximum and retreated instantly.
Boom!
An endless sea of fire appeared as if it was a world of lava. Terrifying energy burned in all directions.
The mysterious array was activated continuously, forming a sea of fire that shrouded everyone.
Zheng Jun and Ling Feng lost sight of Lin Xuan. They were surrounded by the sea of fire.
"Break the array first and obtain the inheritance. Then, we'll kill Lin Xuan!" Zheng Jun said in a low voice.
The two of them kept flashing as they tried to escape.
However, the array was too mysterious. They were not proficient in it, so they were trapped and lost contact with it.
On the other side, Lin Xuan was also shrouded in the sea of fire.
"Hmph, insignificant tricks!" Wine Lord sneered inside Lin Xuan's body.
Under Wine Lord's guidance, Lin Xuan moved through the sea of fire as if it were flat ground.
"Let's deal with the hidden danger first!" His eyes flashed as he decided to attack Ling Feng and Zheng Jun first.
These two had wanted to kill him more than once. If not for his recent increase in strength, he would have been assassinated by them.
Whoosh!
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