Meng Fei and Yan Nanfei looked at the man indifferently when he heard this, then shook his head and said nothing, and the intention of contempt was self-evident.

Fu Xuehong was ashamed and angry, but at this moment she was stopped by the woman in blue and could only stop speaking.

"Everyone, since all the 365 stone towers have been removed, we will take out all the tokens and open the altar... As for what exactly exists on the altar, none of us knows, so naturally we can only rely on the means of luck

What do you think about this?”

Yan Nanfei spoke, and immediately received everyone's approval.

But at this moment, Yang Changfeng's eyes flashed slightly and said lightly: "Only, we have no objection to opening the altar, but before that, should we disperse the idle people? After all, we will do the most to collect the token this time. How can we do the best to collect the token?

It will allow him to participate in the competition for inheritance opportunities in vain."

Yang Changfeng's voice fell, and the dozens of casual cultivators' expressions changed drastically in an instant, and he expressed resentment and resentment in his eyes.

If the number of casual cultivators is larger now, perhaps the Talisman Refining Association and the Hidden Palace would be afraid of not taking action. However, at present, the number of these casual cultivators has not only dropped to less than 30 people, but most of them are injured and fight each other.

It can no longer pose a threat to them.

In this way, they will naturally not give them the opportunity to gain chance.

After a lifetime of death, after many hardships, I came to the eleventh floor of the temple inheritance, but in the end it was like this.

This is the cruel reality of the cultivation world. Strength is the most important, and the weak have no bargaining qualifications.

The Talisman Refining Association and the Hidden Hall cultivators joined forces. Although there were not many people, if they took action seriously, they would be enough to kill all these casual cultivators with the young woman in green, Yan Nanfei and others. So even if they were unwilling to accept it, they would not dare to resist.

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"Super the token, I can let you leave safely, otherwise we won't blame us for being ruthless! Fu Xuehong smiled grimly. This man was defeated again and again, and his heart was already full of anger. If these people dared to resist, he would not have said that this man would still be in his heart.

I am happy, take this opportunity to start a massacre.

Meng Fei was silent, not involved in the matter, but did not take action to stop it.

He had expected that even if these casual cultivators could enter the final inheritance, before the final battle, the talisman refining association and the cultivators of the Hidden Palace would definitely join forces to disperse them to avoid worries.

If it weren't for his strong strength, Meng Fei would have accepted his fate like these casual cultivators.

At this moment, Meng Fei's eyes flashed slightly, he stepped forward and said lightly: "The broken armor obtained from killing the old corpse is a bit strange. I am quite curious about it and want to study it. Please leave this thing behind."

Meng Fei is determined to win the broken armor.

At Meng Fei's request, the practitioners looked at each other in a glance, and finally accepted their fate and handed over it over, put it on the ground, and then slowly retreated.

After all, they have decided to hand over the token. Although this broken armor is extraordinary, it can only be used with destructive and devouring power, which is not precious. Naturally, they will not cause trouble for their own family because of such a waste.

After a group of cultivators retreated from the altar and left by controlling the escape light, the atmosphere between the cultivators from the three directions became more solemn.

Meng Fei noticed the surroundings' surprise and inquiring eyes, and spoke quietly, and said lightly: "Everyone, this broken armor is useful to Meng. If you can't use it, you might as well take it out and give it to me.

Of course, Meng Fei will not collect it for nothing, and will definitely make it appropriate for you."

Yan Nanfei's eyes flashed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Although this broken armor is extremely strong, it is very strange and has a strong corrosive force. It is useless for us to hold it. Since Brother Meng needs it, just take it away.

That's it."

"I don't ask for any reward, I just hope that the young master can remember this love." The little witch laughed and said, "I'll give you broken armor this time. After the inheritance is fought for later, if the young master cannot succeed, please turn to help me blacklist me.

The palace has a force.”

After saying that, the two waved their hands and handed over the broken armor they obtained.

The beautiful woman in green flashed slightly, and she smiled and said, "Since Mr. Meng has spoken, she can naturally give it to me for useless things. But there is one thing, please remember that no matter what, you are still me."

The talisman master of the Talisman Refining Association should not do things that the relatives are in pain and the enemy is happy.

Take out the broken armor and give it to Mr. Meng.” When the altar was opened, this woman did not want to make trouble. Since the broken armor was useless, it would be better to take it out as a favor. What they valued is the inheritance on the altar.

After all, according to the current situation, the possibility of Meng Fei seizing the inheritance is undoubtedly the smallest. If he turns to help the Black Palace or the White House, the consequences will naturally be bad, which is also an important reason for the woman in blue making such a decision.

Without seeking to ease the relationship between the two parties, Meng Fei can at least think a little when making certain decisions.

Although Fu Xuehong and others were unwilling to accept it, they were unwilling to violate the woman's orders. They snorted coldly, took out the broken armor and threw it on the ground.

Meng Fei was surprised, obviously not expecting that he could collect all the broken armor so easily.

More than 60 pieces in his hand, more than 300 pieces on the ground, and 365 pieces of old corpse broken armor all fell into his hands.

However, this is not the time to refuse. Meng Fei bowed his hand and put all the broken armor into his hands while brushing his sleeves.

"Okay, since the other irrelevant people have been dispersed, we will take out all the tokens and prepare to open the altar." Yan Nanfei spoke in a deep voice.

Meng Fei and others nodded after hearing this.

Everyone took action at the same time, and the light of inspiration flashed slightly in their hands, and 365 tokens immediately gathered together.

When these 365 round beads appeared at the same time, they did not need to be activated and instantly floated up. The voids between them were arranged into a mysterious formation diagram. If the powerful man looked down at the entire eleventh floor

In the wilderness, you can clearly see that the arrangement of these round beads is exactly where the three hundred and sixty-five stone towers are located on the wilderness.

The next moment, the round bead burst out with a layer of black light at the same time, and it gathered into a black light through the array map and shot out instantly, falling on the altar.

Rumble!

As the earth moves and the mountains shake, the restrictions outside the altar slowly open.

"Everyone, we waited for a lifetime to reach the eleventh level of the temple inheritance, and for a lifetime to die, we went to great lengths to get the token of the altar. But it was the final harvest, but we were dispersed. I was dissatisfied with this matter.

!”

Among those casual cultivators, an old man spoke in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with a faint murderous intent.

"What the sir said is right. If we hadn't had the cultivators who were waiting for us to work together, how could they have reached the eleventh floor space so easily? It's really damn it now that they have broken the bridge across the river!"

"Alas! Even so, what can we do? Although we are a lot of people, our strength is relatively good. The Hidden Palace and Mr. Meng are very different from each other. If we do not act according to their instructions, our lives will be unsafe.

ah."

“That’s exactly that.”

The practitioners were full of reluctance, but there was no way to do so, and they even lamented again and again at this moment.

The practitioner who spoke first flashed his eyes when he heard this, and said lightly: "Don't be discouraged. Although we do not have the strength to fight hard with these three parties at the moment, we may not have the opportunity to compete for the inheritance opportunity.

These three parties are now joining forces to disperse us, but when it is really time to fight, they will definitely take action against each other, and the situation will definitely be tragic. We might as well wait until they fight against each other and both sides suffer losses before intervening.

At that time, all the casual cultivators will take action together and seize the opportunity. The possibility of this person's voice fell, which immediately caused everyone's eyes to be in a state of gloomy and gloomy.

"If I fight hard, I won't give up!"

"Yes, although we are the weakest, we have a joint effort in the end, and there is a possibility of success."

"Once you take action, please be mentally prepared. If possible, don't leave any survivors, so as not to cause trouble in the future."

More than a dozen casual cultivators had a cold face and their murderous intent flashed endlessly.

The figure of the man in black, Gong Xijin, appeared outside the altar.

Looking at the altar of the Tongtian Divine Tower in front of him, this person couldn't help but feel excited.

This kind of miraculous means can only be built by ancient powerful people.

The ban has been opened at this moment, and it is time for him to take action.

I guess those little guys on the altar can't wait to fight.

Humph! No matter how hard they struggle, all these opportunities today can only be his pocket. No one can touch it, otherwise they will die.

Gong Xijin raised his head, and a gap was cracked outside the altar. The man took one step forward, and his figure turned into a stream of light and whistled along the steps.

Inside the eyes, there was a fire and murderous intent.

Above the ladder of the sky, dozens of figures roared forward and rushed to the top of the altar.

The ban has been opened at this moment, and the opportunity for inheritance is at the top. Whoever can arrive as quickly as possible will naturally have more opportunities to inherit.

Therefore, after 365 tokens were integrated into the ban and turned on them, the practitioners at the headquarters of the Talisman Refining Association, Yan Nanfei, the Little Witch and others escaped from their bodies and rushed into them wildly, rushing forward at lightning speed

No one wants to fall behind at all.
Chapter completed!