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Chapter 1687

Ling Tianqiang thought: "No matter what, the most urgent task is to find the inheritance of the gods first."

The mind is down.

The pace is quick.

Ling Tian didn't know that as the blood dragons fought fiercely, the sky outside Prince Anding's palace was filled with blood. At this time, everyone was looking at the sky.

The dissipating blood color.

His eyes were full of anxiety.

Some people even knelt down and exclaimed: "The sky is full of blood!"

"The return of King An Ding!"

"Is there really someone who can unite the name of King of Anping?"

"The former King Anding, according to limited records, wielded the Blood Dragon Spear and swept across the world of martial arts. His style at that time was unmatched by anyone."

"There are even records that when King Anding fell, blood filled the sky in Anding Prefecture and lasted for several years."

"See you today."

"Really overbearing."

...

While everyone was discussing, they never noticed that there were even more powerful people from the Celestial Temple at the scene, and there were even two figures standing in the sky in the distance.

"Looks like we're late."

"That bastard Goshawk is so lucky this time. He is probably the most promising person for the inheritance of the God."

"If he had come earlier, how would he have a share in this divine inheritance?"

...

The two of them sighed, their eyes filled with helplessness, but they did not act rashly.

at the same time.

In the palace of Anding.

On the mysterious stairs, Ling Tian had already walked a hundred steps before he could barely see a little light. Such a scene made Ling Tian concentrate even more: "I don't know what is under these steps?"

Press your mind hard.

Regardless of his injuries, he speeded up again and took another eight steps. However, Ling Tian felt his feet suddenly become empty, and then his body fell rapidly and uncontrollably.

My ears were filled with the sound of wind.

The strong wind that blew up was like a sharp blade, constantly cutting Ling Tian's cheeks and limbs. In the blink of an eye, Ling Tian's body was already covered with scars.

Even if it is a protective body with the original power of the Dragon Kingdom.

It was even more difficult for Ling Tian to heal his wounds quickly.

The heart-wrenching pain made Ling Tian almost faint. The more this happened, the deeper the belief in Ling Tian's heart became. What appeared in front of Ling Tian at this time.

It's Lin Wanyun's cheek!

Lin Nian, Lin Yun’s call!

And the teachings of Ling Aotian and Huo Qinyu!

And the expectant look in Long Jinfeng's eyes.

spouse!

family!

home!

It has undoubtedly become the pillar of Ling Tian's soul. The deeper the danger, the deeper the obsession: "My wife and daughter are trapped, my beloved son is lonely, and the Dragon Kingdom is in disaster!"

"How can I die here?"

Obsession begins.

He even saw a strange light flash on Ling Tian's body, and then the lotus shadow appeared to protect his body. Just as the lotus shadow protected his body, Ling Tian felt that the power of the wind knife weakened.

His body even fell to the ground.

Landing for a moment.

Ling Tian was about to get up, but he felt his body sink, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on it, making Ling Tian feel like he could not move even an inch.

Feel like this.

It made Ling Tian's heart tremble, but his feet condensed their origins, gathered their power, and instantly supported the king's body, and the king gained a foothold.

The ground at the scene trembled violently.

The ground trembled wildly.

A blood-colored stone tablet was seen in front of him, rising from the ground. As the stone tablet was lifted from the ground, four large characters came into Ling Tian's eyes for an instant.

The stone monument rises.

Four words out!

Ling Tian looked intently, and his heart trembled: "Asura Forest Realm!"

Starting from four characters.

Ling Tian was shocked.

The scene of Yan Nangui's violent death appeared in front of Ling Tian in an instant. There was a prophecy at the moment of Yan Nangui's life and death.

The Shura Gate is open!

Disaster to all worlds!

Ling Tian concentrated for a moment and heard a low roar coming from the scene: "I didn't expect that there was a Shura Monument here!"

Roared low.
Chapter completed!
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