There are twelve supreme temples in total, and therefore there are twelve temple inheritors.
In addition to owning a Supreme Temple, Fang Lin also absorbed another inheritor who died there under the Devil's Falling Cliff and obtained his inheritance. It can be regarded as one person possessing two inheritances of the Supreme Temple.
At this moment, Fang Lin also felt two or three different inheritance auras from Juechen, which meant that Juechen, like himself, had absorbed the inheritance of other inheritors, and probably more than himself.
Fang Lin stared at Juechen, and Juechen looked at Fang Lin, both of them wary and coveted.
"How many inheritances have you absorbed?" Fang Lin asked.
Juechen's face was expressionless: "In addition to the inheritance I received, I also absorbed two other inheritances."
When Fang Lin heard this, his heart sank. This Juechen was really powerful. He actually possessed three Supreme Temple inheritances, one more than himself.
But it's no wonder that the inheritors of the Supreme Temple are fighting each other. No matter who they meet, they will want to seize the other party's inheritance.
Fang Lin had better luck and happened to meet an inheritor who died there under the Falling Demon Cliff. Otherwise, it would be difficult for Fang Lin to obtain other inheritances from the Supreme Temple.
But this Juechen is different. In addition to his own inheritance, the other two are probably snatched from other inheritors. They were obtained through hard power, not luck.
There are twelve inheritances. Now Fang Lin and Juechen combined have five here. Basically, they have divided half of the inheritance.
"How did you get the other inheritance in you?" Juechen asked.
Fang Lin pouted: "Good luck, I picked it up."
This was originally the truth, but to Juechen, it sounded like Fang Lin was teasing him and unwilling to tell the truth.
"No matter how you get it, the two inheritances in your body will belong to me immediately." Juechen shouted, and the sword in his hand slashed towards Fang Lin again.
Fang Lin was not afraid at all. He used the power of his physical body and the power released by the Qilin demon bone to wave the Xuanhai bone gun in his hand.
boom! ! !
This time, both of them used all their strength without any reservation. It can be called the most extreme confrontation between the two in terms of strength.
But with a bang, the spear in Fang Lin's hand suddenly broke, and the knife in Juechen's hand had no obstruction and headed directly towards Fang Lin's chest.
If Fang Lin was hit by this knife, Fang Lin would probably be split into two pieces.
At the critical moment, Fang Lin stepped on the Nine Heavens, using his speed to the extreme, and passed the sword between the lightning and flint.
puff!
Even though he was not actually hit, Fang Lin's chest was still scratched with a blood mark. Fortunately, with the protection of Qilin's fighting spirit, most of the power of the knife was blocked, otherwise it would not be as simple as a blood mark.
Fang Lin stepped back continuously, glanced at the short spear in his hand, and sighed inwardly, the Xuanhai Jiao Bone Spear was finally destroyed.
Fang Lin has been using this gun for a long time. When he was just a Tianyuan warrior, he got this weapon in the Wuji Battle Hall as a gift from Long Zhiming.
Fang Lin still remembers clearly that he made a bet with Long Zhiming in the Wuji Battle Hall, and he won this weapon only after he won.
This Xuanhai Dragon Bone Spear was made from the backbone of a dragon. It was a very good weapon, but unfortunately it was destroyed in the end.
Juechen's sword was so powerful that even the dragon's spine could not withstand the force of the sword.
Although Fang Lin was not short of weapons, after all, he had used them for so long and it was really sad to see them destroyed like this.
But now was not the time to feel distressed, Fang Lin put the broken gun into his bag and took out the ancient spear.
With the ancient spear in hand, Fang Lin was full of murderous intent, his hair was flying, and there was a trace of blood in the depths of his eyes.
The next moment, Fang Lin, in a state of madness and murderous intent, rushed directly towards Juechen. The ancient spear in his hand stabbed directly into Juechen's heart with an indomitable momentum.
When Juechen saw Fang Lin coming, his momentum was completely different from that of Zhiwan, and he was secretly surprised. However, he was not afraid at all, waved the knife in his hand, and faced Fang Lin directly.
This time, it was the conflict between the ancient spear and the precious sword, and it was another collision between Fang Lin and Juechen.
Rumble~~
It's like thunder roaring, and like mountains collapsing.
The moment the ancient spear came into contact with the sword, Fang Lin groaned and blood spurted out, but the killing intent and madness in his body did not diminish at all, and his power completely exploded in an instant.
Juechen was not much better. There was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Not only that, his hands were injured by the murderous aura contained in the ancient spear. There were wounds one after another, and blood kept oozing out.
The next moment, the two of them flew out upside down. Both Fang Lin and Juechen had scars on their bodies, as if their strength had been exhausted, and they felt extremely tired.
Juechen's feeling was stronger than that of Fang Lin. Before he fought with Fang Lin, he had already fought with Yin Wuyan. Although he was not injured, he was still very exhausted.
Now when he was fighting Fang Lin again, he didn't expect that Fang Lin was so strong. Juechen tried his best, but he was just on par with Fang Lin and did not gain the upper hand.
Juechen stood with a knife in hand. Even though his hands were dripping with blood, his aura was still strong. It seemed that there was still endless power in his body that could be unleashed.
Fang Lin's chest rose and fell, holding the ancient spear in his hand. His momentum remained unabated, his murderous intent became stronger, and the crazy fighting spirit in his eyes grew stronger.
"Boy, it's better not to continue fighting. This guy hasn't used all his strength yet." The old mummy advised, asking Fang Lin to retreat for the time being.
Although Fang Lin had a high fighting spirit in his heart, he also maintained his sobriety and rationality. Hearing the words of the old mummy, he also felt a bit like avoiding the fight.
Although Fang Lin really wanted to get the three supreme inheritances from Juechen, but now it seems that it may not be that easy to get.
Fang Lin couldn't tell whether Juechen had tried his best, but he definitely had some backup options, and Juechen hadn't used the power of the supreme inheritance yet, so it was inevitable that he had some reservations.
Fang Lin also did not use the Supreme Heritage because both parties knew the Supreme Temple Heritage too well. Once used, it would be easily cracked by the other party.
If you continue to fight, it is very likely that both sides will suffer losses. It is meaningless, and the guardians here will find opportunities.
Just when I thought of this, the volcanoes below erupted, and the magma rolled in, forming a force that reached the sky.
"You two are fighting so lively, but it's a pity that you have to take advantage of me." A lazy voice sounded, and a young man was seen sitting on the throne of flames in the rolling magma, holding his head with one hand and smiling lightly. Looking at Fang Lin and Juechen.
ps: First update, poor condition continues