The two saw that Su Xuan's physical body was at least a hundred dragon elephants, and his repair ability seemed to be very strong.

Because Su Xuan didn't care about his physical damage and just forced his way through.

After a stick of incense.

Su Xuan was the first to rush out of Lingshi Road.

The two people behind him were still a hundred feet away from him.

Su Xuan turned his head and didn't bother to pretend anymore.

He grinned, extremely cold.

"If you don't hurry up, the inheritance will be mine."

Su Xuan said something, turned around and ran away.

"When I catch him, I'm going to tear his mouth out!"

Tianshu gritted his teeth, and Yaoguang's eyes looked cold.

At this time, Su Xuan was already running onto the ancient bridge.

Below, the river water turns yellow.

When Su Xuan lowered his head, he saw phantoms wandering around, and whimpering sounds continued to sound.

And on the bridge... there is the word "Nai He" engraved on it.

"I'm going to Naihe Bridge, Wangchuan River..." Su Xuan felt a chill.

Especially the Naihe Bridge is actually made of dead bones, which are immortal for thousands of years. They are obviously the bones of a strong man.

"What happened to Emperor Ling today?"

When Su Xuan walked in, his physical strength was suppressed and he could only use the power of spiritual patterns.

Su Xuan gritted his teeth, the Mountain and Sea War Armor appeared, the Kun Peng Wing appeared behind him, and the spiritual patterns surged forward as he moved forward.

"That kid is a spiritual master!"

Tianshu and Yaoguang saw it, and their expressions were very ugly.

Ten breaths later.

The two of them also rushed out and rushed directly to Naihe Bridge.

But soon.

Tianshu almost vomited blood because the two of them were still not as fast as Su Xuan.

"His battle armor and the wings on his back have weakened and suffered a lot of pressure!"

The two of them saw it.

"This boy... is probably not Shen Mengqing!"

"How brave!"

The two gritted their teeth and chased after him.

They are not afraid! Because Su Xuan is only a first-level spiritual master! And if Su Xuanruo is really strong, he will not let them chase him like this.

After three sticks of incense.

Su Xuan was the first to rush out again.

His face turned a little pale.

"Damn it, this was probably built at will by Emperor Wenling that day, and he didn't intend to stop it at all.

However, this is in accordance with Emperor Tianwen Ling’s own standards.”

Su Xuan saw this and almost vomited blood.

The gap is too big! Su Xuan doesn't even want to speak.

The next moment.

Su Xuan went straight to the ancient hall in the middle.

And soon.

He then saw clearly the plaque on the door of the ancient palace.

"The Palace of Yama!"

Su Xuan was shocked and subconsciously looked to both sides, but it seemed that there was a fog that filled the air and he couldn't see clearly.

"Isn't it the inheritance of Emperor Tianwen Ling?"

Su Xuan was stunned for a moment.

He wanted to go up and seize the Spirit Emperor's pressure, but found that the air was forbidden here, and even his Bone Throne could not fly up.

"This place... is so weird."

Su Xuan felt uneasy inside.

He saw that the palace door was open, and looked behind him at the two people who quickly rushed out.

Su Xuan gritted his teeth and rushed in directly.

"boom!"

As soon as Su Xuan rushed in, the door of the hall slammed shut.

Su Xuan's face froze, and everything he saw was pitch black.

"open!"

Su Xuan drank lowly.

A glimpse of darkness.

But...it's still a bit unclear.

But the next moment.

Su Xuan took out the Xianyang Eyes.

"Chi!"

The sun fire was raging, and Su Xuan finally saw his surroundings clearly.

But before he could be shocked, a cold breath hit his forehead.

"Holy King, there is no way to become a saint!"

"The ten palaces of Yama, all the palaces are dead!"

"The Pure Land is unkind and treats all living beings like rotten dogs! What is the Pure Land...?"

"Holy King, what is the underworld?"

"Holy King, what is heaven and earth?"
Chapter completed!