"Don't you want to rely on me to get the inheritance? Then we will go in together, but your blood..." After Lin Yuan finished speaking, two sword lights struck the two of them.

"puff!"

Two streams of blood came out from their arms and were instantly contained by Lin Yuan with two jade screens.

"Let's go in together. As for the inheritance of Lin's Way, we rely on our own strength." Lin Yuan said with a faint smile.

"What!" Huang Shun and Meng Wei were shocked.

"Young Hero Lin Yuan? You!" Huang Shun couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, no longer covering up.

"Why, don't you agree? You know, you had murderous intentions towards me before." Lin Yuan's eyebrows moved, and anger suddenly appeared.

Lin Yuan had already thought clearly that they were the ones who had a wrong idea about him first. If he didn't get that little interest, he would really think that he was being used by them.

"No!" Huang Shun could only lower his head when he saw the expression on Lin Yuan's face.

Lin Yuan nodded, but Huang Shun had no choice. Moreover, Huang Shun did have his own plans for doing this.

The inheritance in Haotian Tower is the secret to the rise of his Huang family, so he will naturally not give it to others in vain.

He originally planned to become a disciple of Lin Yuan, whom he thought was a member of the Haotian Sect, but when he saw that he would not agree to it, he became ill again.

When he heard that Huang Shun was going to deal with Lin Yuan, Meng Wei could almost fit a duck egg in his mouth and was stunned.

Regardless of whether Lin Yuan is a member of the Haotian Sect or not, his martial arts are there.

Being able to break through the black sandalwood's transformation of heaven and earth head-on in a state of no thought, no color, and no emptiness, Huang Shun dared to take advantage of such martial arts.

"What are you afraid of! Wealth can be gained through danger!"

Huang Shun still said the same thing.

He dared to take Lin Yuan's idea, so naturally he relied on something - the last secret in this ancient tomb was what he relied on.

Meng Wei looked at this nephew and shuddered.

There has never been a master in the Huang family for several generations. The previous generation was ruthless and used various medicine refining techniques to cultivate Huang Shun who was still in the womb.

His speed in practicing martial arts is also faster than ordinary people.

However, what is even more impressive is his ruthless and decisive temper.

One day ago, he wanted to worship Lin Yuan as his disciple and desperately wanted to join the Haotian Sect. But once he found that this could not be achieved, he immediately became murderous.

Lin Yuan had no enmity with him, but Huang Shun was attracted by his martial arts and the benefits that such a master would bring with him.

Such vicious thoughts are really not something ordinary people can possess.

Meng Wei had always been afraid of this nephew, and after hearing his decisive words, he had no choice but to agree, so the two of them made a plan to drag Lin Yuan into it.

"Don't feel aggrieved. You know your own affairs. This time, you all have to rely on your abilities, but it's best not to play tricks. Otherwise, you will end up like him!"

Lin Yuan pointed with his hand, and it turned out to be a virtual powder made of black sandalwood. A terrifying expression appeared on his face at the right time. Coupled with his aura, he really looked like a ruthless character in clothes.

"Okay, I also know that none of you are gentle, and there is no need for you to hide it. Your cultivation has reached the peak of the innate realm, and you can barely be considered a master here. If I take a little blood from you, you won't die." Lin

Huang Shun, the master of swordsmanship, knew his realm at the first sight, but he didn't say it out loud.

"Young Master Lin Yuan, I know!" Huang Huang had no choice but to say this.

Lin Yuan waved to them and asked them to lead from the front. After all, Lin Yuan was not very familiar with this, so he could only do this.

"Let's go, here's the key, just open it and walk through to the intersection." Although Lin Yuan didn't know clearly, he still knew something from what the black sandalwood said.

When Lin Yuan just passed through this passage, he was thinking about the inheritance from Haotian Tower.

"Young Master Lin Yuan, this is the tomb of our ancestor Huang Bo..."

Huang Shun pointed to the tomb in front, his eyes a little wandering.

"Of course, it is also the resting place of our ancestors."

Since it was a tomb, Huang Bo was naturally buried here. Lin Yuan nodded and saw Huang Shun kneeling in front of the tomb, banging his head three times before getting up.

"The descendants are incompetent, and the Huang family has been humiliated. They cannot impress the ancestors with their talents. Please forgive me..."

Huang Shun murmured to himself, bowed twice more, then took out a dagger and cut his wrist severely.

The blood dripped down instantly!

In front of the tomb, there was a brass urn placed in front of the door of the tomb. In an instant, Huang put his hand up and saw blood flowing down like silk into the brass urn.

Fill the brass pot with blood, and the door to the tomb will be opened!

Lin Yuan looked at Huang Shun's thin figure and couldn't help but secretly wonder.

Although this child has a vicious heart, his ruthlessness in doing things is really shocking. He is just a child. Even though he has seen the destruction of his family, where does this cruelty come from?

How much blood can there be in his small body to fill this brass pot...

Lin Yuan shook his head. In fact, it is best for Meng Wei to do this job. After all, his martial arts skills are much higher than Huang Shun's, and his body is stronger. In terms of blood volume, he has much more blood than Huang Shun.

But I don’t know how they discussed it, but it was Huang Shun who came down.

In fact, Lin Yuan was also very curious about the relationship between the Huang and Meng families and why their blood could be used to open the tomb.

Even though the relationship between the two families was between uncle and nephew, Lin Yuan also knew a little bit about the art of magic and knew that most of the blood inheritance only came from one line.

It's either the father's line or the mother's line. It's a bit strange to have such a mixture of the two races.

Lin Yuan concentrated and watched the blood at dusk, slowly filling more than half of the brass pot.

If Huang Shun really had any conspiracy, it would have happened when his health was full and the door to the tomb opened.

At that time, Huang Bo should not be underestimated, but after all, he was only a master in the Taoist realm, and the movement he could make was limited. Lin Yuan was fully focused and did not dare to underestimate him. He stared at the brass pot, the Taishang Yuanshi Jing and the purple gold

The spiritual power was surging within the Zi Mansion, but it had already been quietly activated.

Although his body has become a body of chaos, Lin Yuan is not guaranteed to be able to do whatever he wants in the Haotian Realm, so he still raises a part of the purple-gold spiritual protection. Although it is weak, it quietly gathers around him.

No matter what is in the tomb, Lin Yuan believes that he can handle it!

"snort!"

Huang Shun groaned in pain and his arms hung down softly.

The brass pot is full of blood!

Suddenly, a whirlpool formed in the brass pot, greedily sucking up all the blood in an instant, leaving not a drop left!

Lin Yuan was startled. The brass pot was not small. After it was filled with blood, even if it could drain out all the blood, it should not drain out so quickly. It looked like a bloodthirsty demon drinking all the blood in one gulp.

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Only the copper pot was visible, with a few traces of blood, emitting a ferocious light.

The whole atmosphere suddenly became extremely weird!

At the same time, just listen to the clicking sound.

The door to the tomb is opened from the inside!

A terrifying and huge aura suddenly surged out!

"No, a warrior in the Dao Soul Realm!"

Lin Yuan's heart froze, and this was his first reaction!

In the tomb of the ancestors of the Huang family, there is actually a master of the Taoist realm!

Could it be said that the ancestor of the Huang family, the heir to the Haotian Tower's way of presence, has never died, but is hiding in this tomb?

No, it's impossible.

Lin Yuan shook his head, with a stern look on his face, and tightened his grip on the hilt of the Qiankun Sword.

Although Lin Yuan is not afraid of warriors in the Dao Soul realm, he is still wary of the fact that the Huang family has the inheritance of the Haotian Tower body.

After all, he owns the soul and prototype of Haotian Tower, so he naturally understands how powerful it is.

Moreover, the people of the Huang family have deep thoughts and great plans. If there is a Dao Soul realm warrior alive, they will never hide it in such a low-key manner. In any case, even if they only have a foothold in a radius of ten thousand miles, there is a Dao Soul realm.

If there are masters in this realm, it is better than none.

If the ancestors of the Huang family had not died, then the incident of the Huang family's annihilation probably would not have happened.

What's more, the powerful and terrifying aura coming from this tomb contains extremely strong death energy, and it looks like a dead thing!

Speaking of which, they are even more similar to zombies or ghosts.

Could it be that the Huang family is using some weird method to create powerful dead creatures to protect their family's heritage?

Lin Yuan's heart moved. It is actually difficult to preserve a corpse in the Dao Soul realm because the destructive power in the body is so strong. Once the life is cut off and the destructive power loses control, sooner or later the entire body will collapse, leaving no bones.

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But if a master in the Dao Soul Realm can leave a corpse behind, the destructive power of heaven and earth contained in it can be sealed and immobile, and then promoted with secret methods, it can exert extremely powerful power.

In other words, Huang Shun's blood was just the trigger to inspire the ancestor's corpse?

In the Haotian Realm, there are countless warriors and countless valves. It is simply unbelievable. It is natural for anything to happen.

Moreover, in the Haotian Realm, the world is so vast that I don’t know how big it is. If I want to fully understand or visit it, I don’t know how many years or decades it will take.
To be continued...