"Of course! Please, three of you!" The old man nodded with a smile.

"That's great!" Lu Shan almost jumped up excitedly.

Feng Yingyu also clenched her fists tightly at this time. Until now, she still couldn't believe that all this was true.

Zhao Yuande was also a little surprised, and he didn't expect to get such qualifications.

For him, it doesn’t matter whether he can obtain the inheritance of the Divine Sword. He now has too many powerful magical powers!

What a powerful family the Fang family is. It is enough to allow such a powerful family to protect a kind of inheritance here, which is enough to show how powerful this inheritance is!

It would be good if you can get it. If you own a treasure like Lei Yuan, you should be able to exert more powerful power.

"Thank you senior!" Zhao Yuande bowed.

"Well! Come with me!" The old man waved to the many powerful Fang family members behind him, "You will return and prepare for the ten-year inheritance conference!"

"Yes!" Many Fang's family members agreed in unison.

"Zhao Yuande, I will go to find you after I come out. Aunt has something to ask you!" A voice came into Zhao Yuande's ears, which was Fang Yemei's voice.

"Okay!" Zhao Yuande nodded.

Under the leadership of the old man, the three of them quickly passed through the numerous palaces and entered a stone forest.

The stone pillars of this stone forest soared into the sky, as if they were sharp swords piercing the sky. As soon as Zhao Yuande entered this stone forest, he felt a sharp sword light constantly wandering in the void, and a stream of destructive terrifying forces kept rippling in the void.

Even Zhao Yuande was numb at this time.

In the middle of the stone forest, twelve long swords carved from huge stones surrounded it into a huge circle, and cushions were placed in the circle.

Zhao Yuande swept it casually and found that there were 99 of these cushions, and the material of the cushions was very unique. His soul immediately felt an extremely refreshing feeling when he fell on the cushions.

He felt that his thinking became extremely agile, and countless problems he had practiced before were solved at this time.

"Treasure! This is the real treasure!" Zhao Yuande's face showed shock.

If you can practice on this kind of cushion, you may be able to increase your cultivation speed several times!

At this time, Lu Shan and Feng Yingyu set their eyes on the twelve stone-carved magic swords, and their eyes showed expectations.

"Zheng!"

The divine sword escorted by Zhao Yuande let out a light sound, and the sword light flashed and appeared before a stone-carved divine sword, and it merged into it all at once.

At this moment, the twelve stone-carved magic swords seemed to be injected with infinite energy, all of which released dazzling golden brilliance.

The golden light shone over ninety-nine cushions. Zhao Yuande suddenly felt a strange force in the golden light.

"Hurry up, you will be teleported away from here in an hour!" The old man turned and disappeared from the spot.

The three of them hurriedly sat down on the three cushions and began to realize it!

An hour passed quickly, and Zhao Yuande suddenly felt the change in the void around him. The next moment he had appeared in front of the hall just now.

"That's over..." Lu Shan opened his eyes, his face full of regret, "I... I haven't yet understood anything!"

"I seem to have some insight, but I don't know what I realized!" Feng Yingyu's face was a little disappointed.

"Brother Zhao, have you received the inheritance?" Lu Shan looked at Zhao Yuande.

"It seems like I have got it, but it seems that I haven't got it. I don't know much." Zhao Yuande frowned, and there was a look of confusion on his face.

"What does this mean?" Lu Shan looked confused.

"I only got one sword magical power, no... it was a magical energy! However... after leaving the stone forest, it disappeared all at once!" Zhao Yuande's face was speechless.

"Oh! Congratulations to me! You may have obtained a real inheritance!" The old man's voice came at this time, and there was a kind of excitement in it.

The three of them turned around and found that the old man appeared behind them. He looked at Zhao Yuande with some enthusiasm, with a burning light flashing in his eyes.

"A real inheritance of one move?" Zhao Yuande was puzzled, "But it is gone... Is this still obtained?"

"Take out your sword and try it!" The old man looked at Zhao Yuande with some anticipation.

"My sword!" A long thunder sword turned into thunder source appeared in Zhao Yuande's hand.

"boom!"

A strange energy suddenly boiled in his body, and this strange energy rushed into the thunder sword along his arm.

The next moment, Zhao Yuande suddenly felt that he couldn't help but lift the sword and slashed gently into the void in front of him.

"Click!"

The thunder light flashed, and the void in front of him was instantly cut open. A huge crack of unknown number of billions of miles appeared on the top of Taicang Mountain and above the East Holy Continent!

"Boom!"

Blood-colored light surging in the huge crack. At this moment, the world seemed to turn into a blood-red color, and an evil aura suddenly enveloped the entire sky.

At this moment, I don’t know how many strong people in the Creation Realm have turned their attention to the direction of Taicang Mountain.

There are countless billions of miles overseas, on the top of a sacred mountain emitting golden Buddha light.

A monk sitting cross-legged and withered face suddenly opened his turbid old eyes and looked towards the direction of Taicang Mountain, Dongsheng Continent.

"Have anyone finally obtained the inheritance of the Demon-Slaying Sword? It seems that the great world is coming, and my Buddhist sect is about to be born and transform into the world!" A ray of compassion appeared in the monk's eyes.

In the Holy Dynasty of Zhongzhou, on a sacred tower of thousands of feet tall, a white-haired old man shrouded in the golden dragon shadow suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes penetrated the layers of voids and suddenly shone on the top of Taicang Mountain.

"Okay! The world is coming, and the world is in chaos. My Zhongzhou Holy Dynasty has been silent for too long!" A cold smile appeared on the corner of the white-haired old man's mouth.

The Southern Evil God Sect, on a giant white bone mountain, an old woman wearing a big red robe and a haggard face like a zombie, slowly opened her eyes.

"Gaga! Is it time for my evil gods to invade again? Zhongzhou... Dongsheng Continent... Overseas Buddhist Sect... You tremble!"

In the illusory clouds, a huge palace was floating, and a beautiful middle-aged woman chuckled.

"Hehe! Girls, it seems that the time for our Yunxiao Palace to be born has finally come, and we are here in the Creation Realm..."
Chapter completed!