The gorgeous and strange petals are like dreamy colorful snowflakes, floating in the sky, as light as goose feathers and as light as thin silk. They are crystal clear and gentle, like the essence of the colorful rainbow light condensed.

"The inheritance of the Evil Saint is mine."

A powerful and thick aura rolled up in the body of the genius Pu Shiqiong, and the surging Wuyuan power turned into a circle of solid waves of air swept towards the surroundings.

The head of the evil son, Xie Wuchang, was furious and domineering, with a sarcastic look on his face and said, "Hmph, the people of Tianluozhou also want to get involved in the inheritance of the evil saint? Get out of here!"

At the same time, more than a dozen other geniuses flew towards the petal from different directions.

"Pu Shiqiong, get away!"

"Hmph, you should get out of here."

...

While the two of them retorted each other, they each exerted an extremely arrogant palm force.

"Bang bang!"

The palms intersected, and a heavy muffled sound broke out in the air immediately, and the aftermath of the powerful force was released. The turmoil caused by the confrontation of the powerful people in the longevity realm caused a distortion of the space. The tide-like momentum directly shocked the other geniuses around them to retreat.

Pu Shiqiong and Xie Wuchang were not allowed to give in, and they were bound to win the inheritance of the evil saints.

Just as the two of them reached out to grab the colorful petal in the air at the same time, a powerful swallowing suction force suddenly came.

"Swoosh!"

Under the pull of the swallowing suction force, the colorful petals instantly passed by Pu Shiqiong and Xie Wuchang's fingertips, and a stream of shadow flew across the void and flew in one direction.

"It's you, you damn bastard again." Xie Wuchang shouted fiercely and angrily, and endless murderous intent burst out from his body instantly.

"Hanchen, you are looking for death." Pu Shiqiong also had a sudden murderous intent.

Faced with the power of the two great immortal realms, Han Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and after just a moment of pause, he no longer hesitated. The swallowing power in his palm intensified, and he raised his hand and grabbed the colorful petals firmly in his hand.

In the next moment, Han Chen's palm suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling colorful light, and dazzling colorful light filled the audience.

Everyone's faces were shocked, and Han Chen was holding it like a colorful sun.

"A bastard, you're looking for death."

"Die me."

Pu Shiqiong and Xie Wuchang were both furious, and the powerful aura of the Changsheng Realm was released. The two of them both tried their best to exert a terrifying palm force.

The palm force of two colors, one black and one gold, is scattered towards the cold city with a swelling momentum.

“Buzz!”

The entire hall was shaking violently, and everyone present changed their faces. With the full attack of two powerful men Pu Shiqiong and Xie Wuchang, even a real master with the first level of the immortal realm would inevitably be seriously injured and vomited blood. Han Chen, whose cultivation was only at the eighth level of the Tongtian realm, would undoubtedly die.

"Hanchen!"

"elder brother!"

...

However, at this moment, Han Chen's heart moved, and a simple-shaped ring with a green jade appeared in his palm. Immediately afterwards, a rich white light suddenly surged out of Han Chen's body. The white light formed a small-scale tornado vortex with it as the center in a rapidly rotating posture. The momentum of rage shocked the audience.

"Boom!"

Under the shocked eyes of the whole audience, the combined blow of Pu Shiqiong and Xie Wuchang hit the white light in front of Han Chen.

The scene where Han Chen was shot dead on the spot did not appear. The rich white light directly intercepted the offensives of the two geniuses.

"Boom boom!"

Continuous oscillation sounds burst into the air, and the gorgeous light spread throughout the audience.

Looking at Han Chen, who was not injured at all, everyone present widened their eyes, and their faces were filled with a strong look of astonishment.

With the cultivation level of the eighth level of Tongtian Realm, no one would believe it if he had not seen it with his own eyes.

The murderous intent in the eyes of Pu Shiqiong and Xie Wuchang became even stronger, but just as the two of them were about to launch a second round of attacks, the palace became violently shaking.

The colorful light held in Hanchen's palm reached a peak, and a sudden turbulent energy was stirred up in the entire palace.

The great genius and evil sons suddenly changed their faces, and at the same time, everyone jumped up and rushed towards the direction where Han Chen was as fast as possible.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a circle of powerful colorful air waves swept across the audience with the cold weather as the center. All the geniuses were subjected to an irresistible resistance, including Xie Wuchang and Pu Shiqiong, who were both shocked.

The beautiful eyes of Zi Ling, a genius from Ziyang Palace, flashed with determination, but a golden light separated from her body. The golden light quickly flew up, like a wandering dragon and snake, quietly drilling into the colorful light in the area where Hanchen was.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, endless colorful lights filled the audience, sweeping across the world, and in the blink of an eye, the entire palace was shrouded in the colorful light like the sea tide.

"call out!"

A white light flashed, and the slightly blurred figure in the colorful light disappeared strangely.

Without waiting for the geniuses in the two states of Tianxie to react, a white light flashed in front of everyone's eyes. The next second, everyone's vision suddenly became clear, and the fresh air rushed towards him, and the suppressed aura in the palace was directly dispelled.

"Huh? It's out, it's out, they're all out."

"Have the Evil Saint inheritance opened?"

"Who got it? Xie Wuchang or Pu Shiqiong?"

...

The noisy and chaotic sounds were heard in everyone's ears.

What's going on?

Pu Shiqiong, Xie Wuchang, Yang Dingjie and others looked around in surprise and confusion, and saw that the surroundings were already surrounded by people. There were many familiar faces among these people, but their cultivation was unified at about the fifth level of Tongtian Realm.

Everyone looked at the surrounding environment. This was a vast square. The square was built on the top of a huge peak. It stood in the distance with undulating mountains and steep mountains.

Between the peaks and forests, white mist is shrouded in.

The mountain scenery is beautiful and the abundance of spiritual energy.

Behind the crowd was a huge stone door. Behind the stone door, there were more than a hundred steps, each step was very wide and went up in a step-shaped shape.

"This is where we just came from." A scream rang out from the crowd.

"We were teleported out."

...

"Boom!"

Just as everyone was surprised, a short white light flashed in the air. The next moment, a group of people appeared on another open space in the square.

The number of this group of people was about 5,000, and they were the people who stopped at the level of the underground palace. Their faces were also full of confusion.

"What happened? How could we be here?"

"It seems to be outside the Evil Holy Palace."

"Why did we come out?"

...

Soon the geniuses who came out of the underground palace noticed the geniuses who came out of the main hall, and the group of people immediately rushed forward to meet them. The geniuses such as Xie Wuchang and Pu Shiqiong, who had already come back to their senses, began to search for Han Chen's traces as soon as possible.

"Where is the little thief in Hanchen?"

Not only the teams of the Evil Palace and the Tianfu were looking for Han Chen, but everyone in the main hall was looking for him just now. As for the moment, the Evil Saint inheritance was likely to fall into Han Chen's hands, which is not what most people want to see.

"Mingruo, Yanwu..."

Gu Ling, Gu Li, Ke Yinye, Shangguan Mian and others all met with the team of Qixuan Peak. However, before they could ask what was happening inside, they saw the solemnity and worry on their faces.

After looking around, everyone couldn't help but understand that Han Chen was not teleported out with everyone. In this way, the inheritance left by the Evil Saint Cheng Feng will most likely fall into his hands.

"That damn bastard." Xie Wuchang's fists clattered, his face was as dark as it was.

"Senior Brother Wuchang, what should we do next?"

"Hmph." Xie Wuchang took a deep breath, his eyes full of murderous intent, "Even if he obtained the inheritance of the Evil Saint, his strength would not be able to improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. We are waiting here."

...

Pu Shiqiong in Tianfu also had the same plan. Now neither the Evil Palace nor the Tianfu would let Han Chen go easily. A trap full of infinite murderous intent was waiting for him.

In the team of Qixuan Peak.

"Sister Yan Wu."

"Don't worry, your brother can't die." Before Mingruo finished speaking, Yan Wu comforted the other party.

"No, Sister Yan Wu..."

Yan Wu raised her beautiful eyes lightly and looked at Ming Ruo. "What's wrong?"

Ming Ruo's red lips were pursed, his beautiful eyes turned gently, and he immediately approached Yan Wu and pulled up his left sleeve. He saw a colorful petal loomingly appearing and emitting a soft glimmer of light at the pulse of Ming Ruo's left wrist.

The colorful petals are connected to Mingruo's flesh and blood, as if they are born in her skin.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wu's face changed instantly. He quickly grabbed Ming Ruo's arm, brushed his sleeves down, covering the other party's white wrist again.

Yan Wu frowned, and her beautiful eyes carefully glanced at Pu Shiqiong and Xie Wuchang not far away, and then whispered to Mingruo, "Where did you come from?"

"I picked it in the garden, my sister Xiaoke and I picked one of them, and it turned out like this." Ming Ruo replied in a low voice.

Garden? Xiaoke?

Yan Wu was stunned at first, her expression became even more serious, and then she looked at Ye Xiaoke in the Xuanyuan Gate team. But she saw that she was standing with Ye Weini at this moment, and Ye Weini's face was also full of great caution.

"Don't make a statement." Yan Wu said seriously.

"Yes!" Ming Ruo nodded obediently, clenching his fists a little.

...

Suddenly, another noisy noise of chaos came from the crowd.

"Not only Hanchen has not come back, there is also a genius who is not here."
Chapter completed!