Northeast corner of the ancient city.

Inside the space of the giant stone statue.

The area was filled with a lot of fog, which obstructed people's vision.

In the central area of ​​the fog is a platform with a radius of ten feet.

More than a hundred monks were guarding a chariot above the platform.

Strong winds blew continuously throughout the space, making it difficult for everyone to stabilize their bodies. They stabbed their weapons deeply into the ground of the platform to stabilize themselves and avoid being blown away by the strong winds.

Anyone who is blown off the platform by the strong wind will be instantly shattered into millions of pieces by the invisible wind, with neither their body nor their soul left. It is truly terrifying.

"Sister Yun!"

"The wind here is too weird. Have you thought of a way to break the deadlock?" Zhu'er asked anxiously.

After all, Zhu'er had little experience. She had never seen anything extraordinary in the past few years. Even though she was enlightened by the laws of "Shuiyue Tiandao", her thinking logic still remained at the level of ordinary people.

Facing the mysterious space door, the changeable wind, the strange space...

She couldn't help feeling fear.

After all, fear often comes from the unknown, and people rarely feel fear of familiar things.

At this moment, Zhu'er only thought of her omnipotent sister Yun, who could provide a quick solution.

Another strong wind blew, and the monks on the platform were immediately covered by it. This time the wind was different from the previous ones.

There is neither coolness nor heat in the wind, only dryness.

When the human body is exposed to the wind, the water in the body will be taken away unknowingly.

There were more than a hundred monks on the field, and under this wind, more than a dozen of them immediately turned into mummies.

"Xuan Yi! Did you see any clues?" Long Xi said.

Xuan Yi shook his head and wanted to answer Long Xi's question, but a strong wind blew into his mouth, and a lot of water was immediately lost. He quickly closed his mouth and said in a voice transmission: "No! This inheritance space is too strange. Apart from various levels, there are no hints."

Long Xi said: "This is not a heritage space, but a formation defense space, right?"

Xuan Yi's heart sank: "It's not impossible."

The two men immediately became solemn. The nature of what they saw inside the giant stone statue was different, and the difficulties they faced would naturally be different as well.

If it was the ancient god's inheritance space, no matter how severe the hardships in the level were, there would be a ray of hope. After all, they wanted to find a successor, not to kill anyone.

The defensive space at the center of the formation is different. The value of its existence is that it is a space designed with the purpose of killing all intruders in hell.

The nature of the space is different, so the crises they face at this time are naturally different.

At this moment, the flowing wind in the space changed again.

The wind before was invisible and intangible, but the wind now is khaki in color.

Faced with a new trend, no one is foolish enough to try it out, so everyone wants to hide behind the people around them.

They are all smart people, so naturally it all depends on strength. Those who are strong will push those who are slightly weaker to the front row and let them explore the way.

The platform was too small and they had no room to maneuver, so they could only defend passively.

Everyone mobilized the magic power in their bodies to form an air wall outside the body, thus creating the hellish wind.

"what!!!"

A strong wind came, and the air wall resisted it well, but a breath later, all the people in the first row died instantly.

After Zhao Yun's second row of men stepped forward, they immediately discovered the problem and shouted, "Seal all the pores and acupoints on your body!"

"There is yellow sand in the wind, so the wind is yellow. This sand can penetrate your meridians through your pores and acupoints without you noticing, accumulate in your meridians, and completely block your power."

After Zhao Yun's reminder, the people in the second row successfully resisted the invasion of the yellow gale.

"Sister Yun!"

"This wind is endless, I don't know when it will end."

"If this continues, we'll be in danger." Zhu'er said with a worried look on her face.

Zhao Yun remained silent. She tried her best to find the pattern of the storm, but she was still unable to break through.

She was thinking, but the storm did not stop for a moment.

Soon, the more than one hundred foreign monks under her control were reduced to only twenty or thirty people.

Zhao Yun looked at the person in front of him, and his heart sank. He thought to himself, "Is it a mistake for me to come here this time?"

At this moment, Wang Ming's voice rang in her mind.

next moment,
Zhao Yun raised his hand and struck out with a palm, and a golden dragon-shaped palm force hit a point in the void.

Xuan Yi and the others were wondering what Zhao Yun was doing when the platform they were on suddenly changed.

It was as if the world had completely changed, and they appeared at the foot of a mountain that seemed to have no end.

"This is where?"

"Why are we here suddenly?"

The cultivator from the Cangqing World appeared here with a confused look on his face, completely unaware of what was going on.

Xuan Yi sent a voice message: "Did you see how I passed the last level?"

Long Xi said: "I don't understand it either."

Xuan Yi's fear of Zhao Yun had now risen to a new level. Although they had been controlled by Zhao Yun before, they did not think that they had lost in their hearts.

Because in their opinion, Zhao Yun's victory was unfair.

They didn't lose because of their skills, but because of their strategies.

In other words, they were tricked by the general trend.

If they had not fought to the death with the Heavenly Dao, their cultivation would also be at the Divine Realm, and they would be no less capable than Zhao Yun at the same level.

Outside the stone statue inheritance space, Zhao Yun's behavior of stalking the cicada while the oriole is waiting behind was also a despicable tactic in their eyes.

Of course, if they did it themselves, it would not be a despicable act, but a wise and changeable one.

They lost in terms of eyesight and knowledge, and their defense was really broken.

The pride in my heart was shattered directly.

The practitioners in the Cangqing World were feeling extremely complicated at this moment.

Of course, there is more fear.

When they arrived at the new inheritance trial space, they knew that the topic of the trial had been changed again, and they were also worried that they would be used as pathfinders again.

Looking at the powerful storm coming from the top of the mountain, they felt very nervous.

but,

The next moment they realized they were overthinking it.

Zhao Yun suddenly decided not to let them explore the way.

Zhao Yun suddenly stood up and took over the driving of the chariot from Zhu'er. Then he shook the reins slightly, and the chariot turned into a stream of light and rushed out.

The war horses, materialized from energy, pulled the bronze chariot towards the peak of the mountain in front of them.

The routes of the carriages were extremely varied.

Either slanted or straight, either jumping or stopping.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black dot in front of everyone and was about to disappear in front of everyone.

When Xuan Yi came to his senses, he immediately chased in the direction where Zhao Yun went. However, before he could take a step, someone had already started to do it.

unfortunately,

The man followed Zhao Yun's route and walked only about ten meters before he was collapsed to the ground by the huge wind pressure and was completely unable to get up.

Later, more people tried to explore, but they all failed whether they followed Zhao Yun's route or explored new places on their own.

And except for the first person who walked more than ten meters, the farthest distance walked by the people behind him was only three meters.

Xuan Yi frowned and asked, "Patterns?"

Long Xi nodded and said, "Yes! The wind pressure here has a certain pattern. If you find the pattern, you won't feel any impact of the storm with every step you take.

But if the perception is wrong, Feng Yao will immediately suppress it."

Xuan Yi said: "Fortunately, these storms can only suppress people at most, and will not cause casualties like in the previous level."

Long Xi was puzzled and said, “I don’t know how that bitch Zhao Yun found the pattern.”

Xuan Yi turned around and asked, "Can you see the pattern here?"

Long Xi carefully analyzed and deduced for a while, then shook his head and said dejectedly: "I can find the pattern, but the speed is too slow."

"The patterns of storms here are not uniform."

"Each rule within ten meters will only last for a breath."

"With my ability, I can see the pattern of the storm, but to find the pattern within one breath is difficult... difficult!!"

Xuan Yi sighed: "Zhao Yun is not a human being!"

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The cultivators of the Cangqing world were still sighing, but Zhao Yun was about to reach the top of the mountain.

Not long ago, the noise caused by the fight between Huang Kuotian and his men attracted Wang Ming's attention, so he created an energy clone to come and check it out.

It turned out that Zhao Yun was also in the trial, so Wang Ming intervened.

This space is left unattended either to find a successor or to protect the center of the formation.

The forbidden levels it set up had no secrets at all under Wang Ming's [All-Seeing Eyes].

In other words, it has almost no effect in the eyes of people who can see the rules.

of course,

These levels themselves are not prepared for people who have understood the rules.

then,

Zhao Yun was in this trial space as if there was no one around, and soon he appeared at the top of the mountain.

When Zhao Yun and his companions arrived here, the path they came from had disappeared.

Where are the mountains and strong winds?

There is only the empty peak. There are no green grass or trees here, only red rocks.

On the platform at the top of the peak, there is a stone statue as tall as a person.

suddenly,

The stone statue radiated brilliant divine light, which expanded rapidly, and all the energy in the entire space was converging towards the statue area.

An invisible force swept across the entire platform, and the six war horses formed by condensed energy directly collapsed under this force.

Zhao Yun and Zhu'er also felt as if two huge mountains were pressing down on their shoulders. They could hardly walk, let alone stand.

Faced with this sudden phenomenon, Zhao Yun and Zhu'er were terrified. They had never experienced such things in their lives.

At this moment, the surging energy in the void gathered into a huge shadow.

Zhao Yun and the others stood at the feet of this phantom. They felt like ants and were almost suffering from gigantic fear.

Also at this time,

A grand voice sounded in Zhao Yun and Zhu'er's minds.

Although the two of them clearly did not understand the language the man was speaking, they could indeed understand what he wanted to express.

"I am the God of Wind - Hurricane!"

"The war between the realms is about to begin. To prevent the fall and the loss of inheritance, I will pass on the legacy here for future generations to take."

next moment,
The huge phantom in the void shot out two beams of light from its eyes, covering Zhao Yun and Zhu'er.

A moment later, the mighty voice of the huge phantom sounded: "You are not suitable for my way!"

Then an exquisite wooden hollow folding fan appeared in Zhao Yun's hand.

The ancient wind god Hurricane looked at the confused Zhu'er and said, "You can inherit my legacy."

Then the huge phantom shattered and condensed into a fist-sized green light ball, which fell like a meteor and landed right on top of Zhu'er's head.

Then it disappeared quickly, and at this moment, the restraints on Zhao Yun were released.

"Jewel!"

The moment Zhu'er, who was next to Zhao Yun, was hit by the ball of light, her eyes rolled back, her legs went limp and she fainted.

Fortunately, Zhao Yun reacted quickly, otherwise Zhu'er's white forehead would have hit the floor.

Zhao Yun asked, "Is Zhu'er okay?"

After she asked the question, Wang Ming's energy clone floated out from the bronze chariot that had fallen to the ground, walked up to Zhu'er, took a quick look, and then said, "It's okay!"

"The inheritance of the ancient wind god Hurricane is too much for Zhu'er to digest all at once, so her body triggered a protective mechanism, causing her to temporarily fall into a coma."

Zhao Yun felt relieved after hearing this, and then he glanced at the folding fan in his hand: "What does it mean that the God of Wind gave me a folding fan?"

Wang Mingdao: "It should be a consolation prize!"

"Lift up the chariot, and let's leave here quickly. We have obtained the inheritance of the Wind God, and this place is likely to collapse."

After hearing this, Zhao Yun stopped talking and immediately lifted up the chariot. Then he gently placed Zhu'er in the chariot, sat in the driver's seat himself, input his own skills, condensed six war horses again, and then drove the chariot out of the inheritance space.

A space ripple appeared in front of the huge stone statue at the southeast corner of the ancient city, and then Zhao Yun and his companions returned to the ancient city again.

The blood rain in the sky was still falling, as if it was endless and would never stop.

Zhao Yun complained: "Zhu'er is really a fool with good fortune. I spent so much effort, and finally passed it on to Zhu'er."

"However, fortunately, this inheritance has fallen into the hands of our own people, not in the hands of foreign invaders."

"Otherwise I'm really going to kill someone."

Energy clone Wang Ming said: "This inheritance is actually not that good."

Zhao Yun asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Wang Mingdao: "This so-called Wind God's strength should be about the same as my cultivation in my prime!"

"The technique you practice is specially made for you by me. When you are at a lower level, it will not be worse than the inheritance of the Wind God."

"When your realm reaches a higher level, you won't need these inheritances anymore."

"You don't even need my skills. You should find your own way."

Zhao Yun was surprised and asked, "You are so strong?"

Zhao Yun knew that Wang Ming was very strong, but she had no idea how strong he was. It would be useless even if Wang Ming tried to explain it to her.

Only after she felt the divine power emanating from the ancient wind god could she have a reference. (End of this chapter)