"Uncle Leng, is this the floating stone tablet that father mentioned?"

Young Master Rong flew to the square under the altar and looked up at the floating stone tablet.

He stared at the floating stone tablet, but using his spiritual sense to sense it, he found that the stone tablet was like a black hole, so deep that he could hardly sense it.

"It's exactly what father said, this stone tablet is not a mortal thing!"

His expression gradually became grim, and he began to become wary of the fluctuations in spiritual energy around him.

Because, when he came, his father, Lord Blood Dome, had warned him that the greatest danger in this secret realm was the floating stone tablet. Even if he was interested in the flame pattern on the stone tablet,

Don't get too close. At most, you can only stand on the altar and observe from a distance.

Never leave the altar or get too close to the stone monument.

Rumor has it that the world of flames in the floating stone tablet gave birth to an Eight Wilds Fire Dragon.

The Eight Wilds Fire Dragon seems to be the guardian of this stone tablet. Once a monk gets too close, the Eight Wilds Fire Dragon will appear and devour the monks near the stone tablet to prevent the secrets on the stone tablet from being discovered.

"Master Rong, this stone tablet is very strange. Once someone gets too close, an Eight-Desolate Fire Dragon will rise from the void and engulf the nearby monks. This old slave witnessed this scene with his own eyes thirty years ago. This man

Dead!"

Uncle Leng looked at Yang Yunfan from the side, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

However, after they waited for a long time, Yang Yunfan was still standing in front of the stone tablet, quietly observing the stone tablet, but the stone tablet was indifferent.

"It's strange. Thirty years ago, there was a monk who had only been close to the stone tablet for a few breaths. The Eight Desolate Fire Dragons jumped up from the void and devoured the man. Why did this guy stand in front of the stone tablet for a long time?

Now, the Eight Wasteland Fire Dragons haven’t come out yet?”

Hearing this, Master Rong also frowned and guessed: "Maybe it's because the fire dragon restriction on the stone tablet has become less sensitive due to years of wear and tear."

"That should be it."

Uncle Leng nodded. But this excuse really couldn't convince him, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

After a long time, there was still no change in the surroundings. At this time, the monks from other tribes also came to the temple altar. Seeing that Yang Yunfan had not touched the restriction, they all boldly flew up and approached.

and left the stone tablet.

However, they were not as bold as Yang Yunfan to observe the stone monument at close range.

Although they flew up, their bodies still fell within the scope of the temple, and they did not dare to step out even half a step. The inexplicable restrictions in the void in front of them put great pressure on them, and some of the legends in the past also left them with lingering fears.

.

"Why hasn't the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon appeared yet?"

Master Rong frowned, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

His father, Lord Blood Dome, is never wrong. So, the only problem is that there is something weird about Yang Yunfan!

"There must be some secret in him!"

The more Master Rong thought about it, the more something was wrong. Although his patience was good, after waiting for a long time, he began to become anxious.

"What's this?"

At this moment, suddenly, he saw Yang Yunfan stretch out his finger, and a purple flame appeared on his fingertips.

The purple flame was extremely subtle and burning very softly at first, but after a while, a faint golden rune appeared in the purple flame.

This golden rune is much simpler than the flame pattern engraved on the stone tablet, and seems to be less than one percent of its complexity. However, even so, this golden rune caused the purple flame to flash in an instant

It’s become a lot more intense!

The flames jumped up, causing some distortion in the surrounding space, and seemed to penetrate the void. It can be seen that the temperature of this flame is extremely high.

"Asshole! This is my Dao pattern inheritance! How dare he practice it?"

When Master Rong saw this scene, he couldn't bear it anymore. He knew that Yang Yunfan had been standing in front of the stone tablet for most of the day and had already understood something.

This lineage inheritance will disappear directly as long as someone succeeds in practicing it. He will never let Yang Yunfan succeed in cultivating it smoothly.

Thinking of this, Master Rong snorted coldly, waved his hand, and shouted at the top of his lungs at the dozen or so demon-killing warriors behind him: "Quick, you guys go up and kill him! Don't let him practice.

success!"

"Yes, Master Rong!"

Swish!

As soon as the words fell, more than ten Demon Slayer warriors all drew out their weapons and rushed toward the void outside the altar.

"kill!"

Halfway through the charge, the three Demon Slayer warriors at the front suddenly shouted loudly.

Powerful spiritual energy surged out from their bodies, forming a huge black light in front of them. This energy light was full of destructive aura and shot towards Yang Yunfan. Once it hit Yang Yunfan, this energy light would

The aura of destruction contained in it will completely engulf him.

"Magic Armor!"

The remaining Demon Killer warriors also shouted loudly, and the pair of unique tentacles on their foreheads flashed with several red lights.

Soon, wisps of bright red snake-shaped spiritual energy flowed from their armors and circulated on the body surface, forming a terrifying force that suddenly accelerated their speed a lot, and a line appeared in the sky.

The bloody afterimage.

This is the inherent form of combat for the demon slayer warriors. They use black light to attack from a distance and cooperate with the demon slayer warriors' close combat capabilities to kill in all directions.

This is the basis for their demon-killing tribe to gain a foothold in the Shura Sea God Realm. Whether it is a one-on-one fight or a group battle, they are all very handy.

"It's so annoying!"

Yang Yunfan's mental energy at this time was completely attracted by the stone tablet in front of him.

In the stone tablet, he saw the scene of the ancient emperor's sacrifice. He was shocked by the origin of the stone tablet and the information recorded on it. At this time, he was studying and comprehending it carefully.

In addition, the flame pattern on the stone tablet gave him a hint of inspiration, making him more comfortable in using the Purifying Purple Flame.

He used the several spiritual patterns he obtained from observing the flame pattern to cast the Pure Purple Flame, and found that the power of the Pure Purple Flame had increased several times. In the flame heart of the Pure Purple Flame, it was even more powerful.

Terrifying golden runes appeared.

This was Yang Yunfan's once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to improve his cultivation, but the people from the Demon Killing Clan behind him came to kill him.

"These people are really haunted!"

Yang Yunfan had to interrupt his thoughts.

"Golden Scale Sword!"

Yang Yunfan was seriously injured and his body lacked spiritual energy. It was already impossible for him to make another shocking strike.
Chapter completed!