The Tai Chi dragon diagram in Zhong Yue's hand is full of luck, and the two plate dragons are connected to each other, circling outside the Tai Chi circle, looking extremely domineering. Zhang Sengyou [Eight Methods of Painting Bones] is all based on this. The inheritance of these saints, who is not jealous?

"The clock is not a weapon! Leave the saint's inheritance and keep your entire body!"

Zhong Yue looked down at Zhang Ruoxu who had arrived at the foot of the mountain, and there were seven or eight people following him. The people who came with the ink rhyme in the air were incomparable to the strength of the squatting edge. Such a large formation was used to deal with a young man in a civilian. If it was spread, people from Jiangnan and Jiangbei would probably laugh out loud.

However, the inheritance of the saint is particularly important. The people who rushed in the air were even more surprised to see the Tai Chi dragon map in Zhong Yue's hand. Who is this sacred man in the civil-clothed man? He can subdue the painting dragon comparable to the realm of Dharma books and refine it into this thing. The power behind it should not be underestimated.

However, I believe that the saint inheritance must be taken if you don’t take action now! At worst, you can kill someone to silence you!

The four people in the air used their own tricks, a kite flying in the air, a tiger with its teeth and claws, and an old cow that was so yellow that it was rushing towards Zhong Yue frantically, wanting to compete for the saint's magic treasure.

Bao Rong and Zhang Ruoxu saw the elders in the Dharma Book Realm take action, and they all smiled, "No matter how you plan, it will be a waste of time if you turn it over! The surname Zhong, go to die!"

"Dare to fight for treasures by my Wu Zhong family, I'm tired of living!"

Zhong Yue looked at these old and young people calmly, wanting to see if anyone else was involved. Just as the four elders of the Zhang family and the Bao family took action, four extremely strong auras suddenly burst out from the four corners of Longyuan.

The four-sided beast-storming ink rhyme corresponding to the four city buildings of the Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, Xuanwu, and Xingsu City rose into the air, and Zhong Yue felt an extremely dangerous aura.

"Five-star...killing formation?"

The sound comes from the distant east.

"Dare to touch my son-in-law of the Zhang family, please ask [Five-Star Killing Formation] first!"

The four elders who dared to come were frightened. Eighty years ago, Xingsu City [Twenty-Eight Constellations Killing Formation] killed two Dharma Book Realm, one of them was a traitor from the Zhang family, that is, the Zhang family ancestors of Zhang Ruoxu, and the other was an elder of the Bao family. Now, there are still two magic pens hanging in the bell tower of Xingsu City to serve as a warning.

Now, the rumored inner city killing formation has actually formed a formation in Longyuan, so how can they not be shocked?

"Zhang Qijun, how dare you!"

Zhang Qijun, who was far away in Qinglong City, looked at the mirror in the mochi and smiled and said, "Eighty years ago, the Bao family instigated my Zhang family's Zhuque and Xuanwu clans, which led to the Xuanwu change. My Zhang family has only one male member of more than 70. How could I forget this hatred as a descendant of the Zhang family? If there is reincarnation today, Zhang Ruoxu, Bao Rong, and you four, I will use it to sacrifice to the spirit of the heavens of nearly a hundred people of my Zhang family!"

Several players were planning this game of chess and thought they were the ones who were playing chess, but they didn't expect that they were all in the chess game. The killing formation was activated, and several powerful people in the Dharma Book Realm turned their brushes and fought towards the five-star formation that was gradually closing.

"Young master, go!"

"The killing formation is formed, and you and I will be crushed to pieces!"

Bao Rong, who had already reached the mountainside, had completely ignored him. "Several elders, please help me block for a while. When I kill Zhong Buqi, I will get the Zhang family heritage. I see who dares to kill me!"

Standing on the ink pond in Qinglong City, looking at Zhong Buqi in an extremely dangerous situation, Zhang Qijun also tightened slightly, "You dare!" He never dreamed that the inheritance left by the ancestor of the Zhang family would be inherited by Zhong Yue. If this son could protect Xingsu City, and if he waited fifty years later, another saint would rise again, the Zhang family would be worry-free!

Bao Rong looked at Zhong Yue who was so close to him, and he still looked like he was not afraid of death. He held the Tai Chi Dragon Tu with one hand and held one hand behind his back, looking very calm, "Hehe, Zhong Buqi, no matter who is behind you, this time I blocked my way, I will die! Will my Runzhou Bao family still be afraid of you as a mountain villager?!"

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, and the Tai Chi Dragon Picture in his hand moved very gently, looking like a big magician, "Do you want it?"

"Bastard!" Bao Rong became even more angry at the slightly provocative smell in Zhong Yue's mouth.

"I want me to give it to you."

Bao Rong's ink pen condensed, and a murderous book article turned towards Zhong Yuefei.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill me? Are you worthy?"

The system prompt in my mind sounded again, "Did the host confirm to exit the dungeon?" This is Zhong Yue's strongest trump card - Liu Zhidaoji.

"Confirm." Zhong Yue said this time directly.

Bao Rong, who was standing not far away, confirm? What did you confirm?

Before he could react, a stream of light flashed by, and the picture disappeared out of thin air in front of Bao Rong.

Everyone who was watching the whereabouts of the saint Mobao were shocked!

Bao Rong's book thrust on the rocks, and he was stunned. What about people...?

He Zhizhang, who was far away in the mountains and forests, escaped from the killing formation as soon as possible. Fortunately, after he learned that Zhong Yue had seized the inheritance, the He Secretariat, who was in the same position as the fate, had already retreated and did not stay much.

After staying here for a while, the killing formation was finally formed. Looking at the disappearing Zhong Buqi and He Zhizhang who escaped from the heavens, Zhang Qijun's eyes were full of murderous intentions, "Everyone, do you have any last words?"

"Zhang Qijun, how dare you!"

Zhang Ruoxu knelt on the stone cliff, "Uncle, my nephew is wrong, let's live my nephew."

"Since we are both descendants of the Zhang family, let's take our lives!"

Zhang Qijun looked at the mirror in the Mochi and a sneer rose from the corner of his mouth, "As early as eighty years ago, he cut off his robe and made up his righteousness. This revenge will not stop until death! Kill!"

A violent gust blew inside the dragon abyss!

In half of the restaurant, he was still looking at the Holy Mobao greedily. Gou Qi, who was interested in relish, was suddenly stunned, scratched his nest, and suddenly rolled around the ground.

"Wow! Good you guys! Good you guys! Where is my yellow talisman?!"

The shopkeeper who was washing dishes at the end of the alley hurriedly ran up and saw Gou Qi rolling all over the ground, sighing: "Master, you are a decent person at least, why..."

"Go to you|master!"

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Zhong Yue’s biggest trump card is that he can get out at any time, even if the saint comes, he can remain calm. After all, in front of these self-righteous and superior painters and calligraphers, a genius with no strength has to be careful everywhere. Zhong Yue took away Zhang Sengyou’s inherited bone method and just slipped away...

Yes, although I don’t fight, the final winner is Zhong Yue, the least contested person.

The lights and decorations in the system were still there, and Zhong Yue regained his vision. However, when he looked at the Tai Chi Dragon Picture in his hand that he had already succeeded, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Shi Ao! Where is my Tai Chi Dragon Picture!!!???"
Chapter completed!