Chapter 2539 The place of inheritance!

Chapter 2540 The place of inheritance!

"It is indeed true, and I don't think it is reliable. However, you and I are not Holy Lord Tianhong, so we can't say for sure. When we reach his height, we may be able to see more..." Chen Muyu said.

"maybe!"

Gunling was noncommittal, "I also want to know what Tianhong left behind for you descendants!"

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows, "So, you don't know anything?"

"Did I say I knew something?" Gun Spirit asked.

Chen Muyu's face trembled slightly, and when he was about to say something, a floating piece of land appeared in the void ahead.

The land is not big, only a few miles in radius.

Tianhongyin points to this place.

When Chen Muyu set foot on this land, the light of Tianhong Seal also dimmed.

Chen Muyu looked around and saw that the land was very flat, with only a building in the middle.

It was a high platform, about ten feet high.

Standing quietly, like a god guarding in the dark night, it gives people a very vicissitudes and heavy feeling.

Soon, Chen Muyu arrived under the high platform.

This place seemed to be a vacuum zone of laws, and he could not feel the existence of any original power.

Not only that, even the power of the original law in his body seemed to be suppressed by an inexplicable force.

This had never happened before, and Chen Muyu was inevitably panicked.

At this time, the gun spirit said, "Don't panic in this forbidden place. It seems that there are no laws here, but in fact, the forbidden law is a law in itself..."

Hearing Gun Ling's words, Chen Muyu felt a little at ease.

Looking up at the high platform, Chen Muyu couldn't help but look solemn.

He could feel an inexplicable oppression, as if he was looking up at a giant.

There were steps one after another in front of him. He tried to walk up the steps, but his legs seemed to be a little unruly, slightly numb and shaky, as if he was bearing a huge burden.

"How is this going?"

Chen Muyu felt his heart beat violently. It was different from the perception of danger. This feeling was inexplicable nervousness.

Gun Spirit said, "You think Tianhong's inheritance is so easy to obtain. I can't help you. You can only go up there by yourself!"

Although the Hongmeng Spear had the momentum to move forward and might be able to break the oppression on the stone steps, the Spear Spirit did not do that.

Out of respect for Holy Master Tianhong, some things must be fought for by the inheritors themselves, and it is impossible to feed you everything.

Chen Muyu also understood the reason. He took a deep breath to calm down the restlessness in his heart. Then, he took the Hongmeng gun and climbed up the stone steps.

One step, two steps...

There are not many steps on the stone steps, only a few dozen steps.

However, every step he took almost required Chen Muyu to exert all his strength.

The beads of sweat fell down, plopped on the stone steps, and broke into several pieces.

The higher he went, the inexplicable pressure from unknown sources grew stronger and stronger, and Chen Muyu could only hear his own heavy breathing and drum-like heartbeat.

All the energy was concentrated on climbing, and Chen Muyu couldn't be distracted to think about anything else.

"Oh, Uncle Yu!"

At this time, an annoying voice came from below.

Chen Muyu frowned slightly, but did not dare to relax at all, for fear of being directly suppressed and paralyzed.

Yang Ming.

It’s really haunting.

"Uncle Yu, I've said it before, you are not a descendant of Tianhong's lineage, so why bother forcing things that don't belong to you? You can't even climb up these few steps, which already explains the problem."

Yang Ming's voice was a bit sarcastic.

To be honest, he was quite surprised that Chen Muyu was able to break through his Hongmeng Wuji Sword Formation.

But when he saw the Hongmeng gun in Chen Muyu's hand, his expression changed slightly, and he seemed to understand something.

Just a minute ago, he was still secretly rejoicing and rejoicing that he was indeed the person chosen by Holy Lord Tianhong, and indeed he had the destiny. In this vast void, he was able to find him after searching aimlessly. A place of inheritance.

However, when he saw Chen Muyu here, he felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured onto his feet.

How could it be, how could it be?

The person chosen by Holy Master Tianhong is me, and the inheritance can only belong to me. Why do you want to snatch what should belong to me?

Unfortunately, Chen Muyu didn't respond to him at all.

Seeing Chen Muyu staggering upward on the stone steps with the Hongmeng gun, Yang Ming also knew that things were definitely not simple.

He should be undergoing some kind of test.

At that moment, he stopped uttering bad words and immediately came to the stone steps.

At that moment, Yang Ming, who was full of confidence, suddenly changed his expression.

Obviously, he also felt the inexplicable pressure coming from the stone steps.

The ridicule against Chen Muyu seemed a bit premature.

Shijie did not treat him differently just because he was the inheritor of Hongmeng.

Yang Ming looked a little embarrassed.

He was still laughing at Chen Muyu just now, but now that it was his turn, he knew how difficult it was.

Looking up at Chen Muyu, Yang Ming gritted his teeth and without saying a word, he raised his legs and stepped onto the stone steps.

With his eyes red and his whole body tense, Yang Ming tried his best, gritted his teeth and chased upward with firm belief.

With every step he took, his bones were creaking, as if a huge mountain was weighing on his body, ready to collapse at any moment.

The thought of giving up kept flashing in his mind, but Yang Ming knew very well how important the inheritance of Holy Lord Tianhong was to him, and he could not let others get away with it no matter what.

Especially this person is Chen Muyu.

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The invisible pressure is so tiring.

Not only physically tired, but also mentally exhausted.

Fortunately, the Hongmeng Gun can give him some support and prevent him from falling.

He climbed up step by step, like a dying old man.

Dozens of steps, like centuries.

Chen Muyu had no idea how he came up this road. When he took the last step, the burden on his body relaxed and he almost floated up.

"call."

The oppressive feeling faded away like a tide. Chen Muyu took two breaths and it took him a while to recover.

Look back.

Yang Ming was still more than twenty steps behind him.

It was also a difficult step, and walking was very strenuous.

His whole body was shaking, as if he might collapse at any time.

Chen Muyu couldn't help but laugh, "I thought you could come up easily. How about it? Do you want me to wait for you for a while?"

There was the same joking in his words as Yang Ming had before.

Yang Ming's face turned pale.

At this time, he had heard Chen Muyu's words completely. Of course, he knew that the other party was treating others with his own methods.