Sannomiya Sixth Court of Another World

Chapter 669 It Only Takes Eight Days to Change the World "24"

The magic sword actually separated the ancient Fengshen inheritance obtained by the Zhanmo clansmen. This surprised Long Zhantian and made the Zhanmo clansmen unbelievable. You must know that once the inheritance is obtained, there is no chance of separation unless the person who accepts it dies. Yes, and most of them were killed. If the strength is not above the middle stage of Chaos God, then the inheritance will also be killed, but this War Demon clansman has not been killed yet, and the inheritance of the ancient Fengshen has been separated.

"Wind God Inheritance!"

A cry of surprise came.

A group of wind-type gods and demons hiding in the dark rushed up one after another. Although they were forbidden to do anything during the battle of the ancient gods, facing the inheritance of the ancient wind gods that could make them real gods and demons, they also attracted them to give up the so-called life and death and rushed forward. Come up and surround Long Zhantian and the Zhanmo tribe whose legs had been cut off.

At this moment, the other War Demon clansmen have all been beheaded.

The Unyielding Sword also flew into Long Zhantian's body.

Holding a magic knife in his hand, he looked at these shameless wind gods and demons coldly, and said, "Do you want this inheritance?"

"Master, we were also forced to wait before. The ancient Fengshen ordered us to do this, and we can't do anything about it. After all, our strength is restricted by the Fengshen." A main god explained.

"What about you?" Long Zhantian looked at the other gods and demons.

"We were all caught too."

Looking at these ugly faces, Long Zhantian showed a bright smile on his face. This group of wind gods and demons deserve to die, but he doesn't intend to let them die like this, waste has to be used, not to mention their The number is not small, and it can definitely be used effectively.

But I don't know that the Zhanmo clansman sneered: "Ignorant fools, don't think that you can get the inheritance of the ancient wind god. This inheritance only recognizes the wind element. Why didn't you recognize me? Do you know? It doesn't hurt to tell you, it's because He was transformed by the Undead God with special power. If you want to accept this inheritance, you must have the power close to the lineage of the Undead God, that is, you must be a person of the Necromancer Department, the Dark Department, or the Demon Realm to have a chance to obtain it. You guys It's impossible, your destiny is to be controlled, this is the fate of betrayers!"

"Impossible!" The wind-type gods and demons shouted, "Even if the immortal god is mighty, so what, he has never been in the territory of the wind god. How to change this inheritance is clearly because of your ulterior motives."

"That's right, he had ulterior motives, the young master killed him."

"Master, kill him quickly, this man is the most insidious, he must have something on his mind."

Listening to the yelling of these wind-type gods and demons, Long Zhantian's last little illusion about them was also shattered. It was hard to believe that these gods and demons were so shameless.

They first betrayed the belief of the ancient Fengshen and penetrated into the arms of the Undead God. Now that the power of the Undead God here was eradicated by him, they immediately changed their positions and turned to support Long Zhantian. They even regarded their previous betrayal as being helpless. The people are really shameless to the extreme.

Suppressing his anger, Long Zhantian said coldly: "Are you ordering me?"

"Don't dare, dare not." The wind-type gods and demons immediately backed away in fright.

The constraints of the Primordial Gods War made them dare not resist at all, but their hearts were full of anger. They secretly thought that there is less than a day left before the Primordial Gods War will officially begin, and your majestic days should come to an end. The insults to Long Zhantian continued.

"Young master, do you dare to hand over the inheritance of the wind element to one of them for a try? Verify what I said?" The War Demon clansman said weakly. Although his legs were only cut off, if other weapons did it, He can stop the bleeding, and even recover, but what is the magic knife? Accept it, and it won't take long before he bleeds too much and dies.

"Of course I dare." Long Zhantian sneered, accepting the inheritance, if he is alone, it will take time, unless he comes to help, even if someone can accept it, he can easily deprive him of it, with a flick of his hand, The inheritance of the ancient wind god fell to one of the wind gods and demons.

"Okay, as expected of the master of the magic sword, the young master Long Zhantian." The Zhanmo clansman had already landed on the ground weakly, his death was doomed, it was only a matter of time.

When the other wind-type gods and demons saw the cyan lotus flower representing the peak power of the wind-type flying towards a wind-type god and demon, they were shocked almost at the same time, and subconsciously wanted to make a move.

"You want to snatch it?" Long Zhantian just said calmly.

The wind-type gods and demons who were about to make a move seemed to be splashed with cold water, their enthusiasm and desire were instantly extinguished, their heads were buzzing, and then they remembered that they were still in the middle of the ancient gods' battle, and they couldn't do anything at will, and they hated Long Zhantian even more in their hearts. The abuse continued in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Long Zhantian saw it, and it also sealed their fate.

The wind god who saw the blue lotus flying towards him showed ecstasy, his face was flushed with excitement, his heart was beating loudly, and he watched nervously the arrival of the inheritance.

The inheritance reached above the head of this wind-type god and demon.

The wind god took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed the excitement in his heart, and began to chant spells to accept the inheritance of the ancient wind god, hoping to gain recognition.

Surprisingly, this inheritance did not reject him, not even a little resistance, which surprised many gods and demons, because the inheritance of ancient gods and demons is to find the inheritor by themselves, and only those who are truly recognized can get it. It is impossible for people, there will always be obstacles.

But he has nothing to hinder, what does this mean?
Either this god and demon is recognized, or it is true that the inheritance has indeed been changed as the War Demons said, and those who meet the requirements cannot obtain this inheritance at all.

brush!
Under the spell of the god and devil, the cyan refinement inherited from the ancient wind god instantly submerged into his body, and then a surge of wind-type divine power rippled out from his body.

"How come so fast?"

"This is impossible!"

Those wind-type gods and demons suddenly exclaimed, and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Obviously, this change was far beyond their expectations. Even the god and demon who had been inherited was stunned for a while, and then showed ecstasy He laughed loudly and waved his hand casually, the power of Fengshen was turbulent.

Seeing this, Long Zhantian almost concluded in his heart that there was indeed a problem with this inheritance.

"Hey, die, die, this is the consequence of greed." The War Demon clansman's complexion was pale, and after he finished speaking, he fell on his back, lost his breath, and died just like that.

The god and demon who got the inheritance cursed angrily: "Damn the war demon clansman, seeing that I got the inheritance, you dare to curse me. If it weren't for the ancient gods fighting during the battle, I would be me!"

Before he finished speaking harsh words, he felt his soul tremble violently, and a destructive aura came from the inheritance of the ancient Fengshen. The aura was like a demon, directly devouring his soul, killing his soul. Destroyed, and destroyed his spiritual power, and finally turned into fly ash and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, those wind-type gods and demons who were still ambitious were scared back one by one.

The gods and demons turned into ashes and ceased to exist, but the inheritance of the ancient wind god still exists. Obviously, as the people of the Zhanmo tribe said, this inheritance of the ancient wind god has changed, and it is impossible for people of the wind department to obtain it. For them, it was definitely a fatal blow.

But Long Zhantian had a smile in his heart, maybe it was destined by God.

He pointed to a demon with his hand and said, "Come here."

The frightened face of the demon changed. Fortunately, he is a master god-level powerhouse after all, and his psychological endurance is still very good. Calm down, and come to a place about five meters in front of Long Zhantian, "What do you want to do, Master?" , I promise to complete it, even if it is death, I will never frown."

Long Zhantian almost cursed, these people are not qualified to make promises, their words can be regarded as farting, no one believes it at all, so he just said it casually.

"Oh!"

Yi pointed to the acupoints of this wind-type god and demon.

The face of the wind-type god and devil immediately turned pale, but he didn't feel any other discomfort, so he was relieved.

"I clicked on your acupoints. This is my original method. No one else has the ability to solve it. I will give you a chance to immediately reach the giant's territory through the magic teleportation circle, and bring a man named Ruanru to me. , I don't care what method you use to convince him that you were sent by me, as long as you can't return within half an hour, you will definitely die." Long Zhantian said coldly.

"Young master, can you allow a little more time, the main city has been destroyed, and there is no magic teleportation array near here?" The wind-type god and demon showed distressed expression.

Long Zhantian stared, the wind-type god and demon trembled in fright, and flew crazily to the nearest place with a magic teleportation array.

The other wind gods and demons showed nervous expressions one by one, they didn't know what Long Zhantian would do.

Long Zhantian just glanced at them coldly, stopped talking, landed on the ruins again, sat cross-legged, put his hands on his knees to adjust his breath.

He wanted to recover to his best condition in the shortest possible time, eight days would be up soon, and he still had one last place, which was the territory of the Blood Moon Supreme God.

Half an hour passed quickly.

Long Zhantian opened his eyes again, and from a distance, he saw that god and demon flying towards here crazily, and behind him, followed Lengruo unhurriedly.

The coldness at the moment is already that cool look, expressionless.

"Young master, he's here." The demon gasped heavily.

Long Zhantian ignored him, looked directly at Leng Ru, pointed his finger, and the cyan lotus inherited from the ancient Fengshen flew in front of Leng Ru, saying: "This is the inheritance of the ancient Fengshen, transformed by the immortal god, and can only have special attributes People from the Demon Realm are one of them.”

(End of this chapter)