The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 110

"It doesn't matter if I am a great power in the Creation Realm, and I still hold a high-level talisman that is comparable to the power of the Creation Realm and who is not afraid of life and death, so why don't he let people live?"

Everyone cursed secretly in their hearts, and tried their best to shrink their bodies inward.

"Very well, it seems that no one wants to compare reason with me."

Lin Dong nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his sleeves, the black talisman puppet that suppressed the middle-aged man turned into a gloomy light and flew back into the Qiankun bag.

The two companions of the middle-aged man carefully separated the crowd, and carried the fainted man back. Lin Dong had kept his hand just now, but just punished him slightly.

The middle-aged man has never figured it out until now. Why didn't the great situation he imagined, with the overwhelming force to threaten Lin Dong, a strong man in the Creation Realm, give in?What went wrong?

"Ke'er, sit down, the Good Fortune Martial Tablet will be opened soon."

Lin Dong waved his hand, and the beauty in white who was standing there was just waking up like a dream.

Seeing the gentle smile on the handsome man's mouth, Lin Ke'er felt her heart twitch suddenly, she lowered her head subconsciously, and sat down quickly.

"Thank you."

A moment later, a sound like a mosquito's snoring sounded quietly.

Lin Dong waved his hand, but did not speak.

"Such an outstanding man is destined to be a giant dragon soaring in the nine heavens. His future does not belong to the Great Yan Dynasty..."

Lin Ke'er sat on the futon with lowered eyebrows and bowed her head, thinking sadly in her heart.

"Buzz!"

After all the top ten seats were filled, an extremely bright ray of light suddenly burst out from the Fortune Martial Tablet. Ten beams of light enveloped Lin Dong and ten people. Their minds were instantly dragged into an unknown place. Mysterious place.

For a moment, the time above the square seemed to have come to a standstill.

"Will there be good luck martial arts born this time?"

Everyone held their breath subconsciously, looking nervously at the ten still figures sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

......

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

In the vast and boundless dark starry sky, bright starlights pierced the dark sky rapidly, and each starlight carried not weak energy fluctuations.

"Every starlight should have a set of martial arts, but these martial arts are not high-level, we need to go deeper."

Xiao Diao's voice rang in Lin Dong's ears.

"Heaven-level spiritual treasure must be born with spiritual wisdom. We have a mysterious stone talisman. What are you afraid of? Go directly to the stele spirit of this stele of good fortune, and let the stone talisman talk to this stele spirit."

Lin Dong smiled nonchalantly, and with a thought, a burst of white light burst out of his body, wrapped them all up, and quickly fled to the deepest part of the endless starry sky.

A few minutes later, the ancestor stone with Lin Dong stopped suddenly, and a wriggling ball of light appeared in the vision of one person and one mink.

In the light group, a huge ancient stele is looming, exuding a sense of ancient vicissitudes.

"Tsk, the level of evolution of this stele soul does not seem to be high, and it should rely more on instinctive consciousness."

Seeing this, Lin Dong sighed with emotion, but his hands were not slow, driving the ancestor stone to separate a milky white light into the soul of the stele.

The huge and simple tablet soul suddenly trembled, and immeasurable light burst out from the inside of the tablet soul, sweeping it in instantly.

"Buzz!"

Lin Dong only felt a blur in front of his eyes, an ancient and empty space suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, one after another huge beams of light rose from the ground, and various phantoms appeared in mid-air, there were people with objects and knives There are swords...

A taste that lasts forever!

Looking at the huge beams of energy that seemed to pierce the sky and the earth, Lin Dong took a deep breath, breathed heavily, and salivated, "It's all good luck martial arts, Xiao Diao, now we're rich!"

"Boy, I have to remind you of a problem. Everyone can only choose one martial art every time they enter this martial arts tablet, regardless of their rank."

"Even if you have used the stone talisman to pass through the stele spirit of the good fortune stele, it is useless, because this is when this heaven-ranked spirit treasure was born, and the ancient sect's great power has entered the rules in its origin, and no one can accommodate it. "

"Unless your power can completely suppress the spirit of the stele, and resist the dark hand left by the ancient power in it."

Xiao Diao jumped out and poured cold water on Lin Dong.

"..."

The smile on Lin Dong's face froze suddenly, and he said in a daze, "There is still such a rule? Why, I know the suzerain of their Great Desolation Sect."

"The entire sect has disappeared, so there is no suzerain."

Xiao Diao stood beside Lin Dong's ear and whispered.

"It doesn't matter, let's get the one that belongs to me first."

Lin Dong curled his lips, and followed Zushi's prompt to walk deep into the void.

He decided that after he got the Great Desolation Prisoner's Sky Finger, he must use the power of the ancestor stone to temporarily suppress the Good Fortune Martial Monument, and then quickly grab another advanced martial art and leave before he can react.

"Da da da!"

The sound of steady footsteps resounded continuously in the silent and empty space.

Under the guidance of the ancestor stone, Lin Dong crossed one after another martial arts light beams exuding rich energy fluctuations. Good Fortune Martial Arts...

Even after encountering several high-level good fortune martial arts, Lin Dong's footsteps never stagnate, because his goal is very clear, as long as it is!

"clatter!"

Lin Dong stood still, and his pace finally stopped.

In front of him, a gigantic pitch-black finger stood quietly in the void. Mysterious and mysterious black runes covered his whole body, exuding a murderous aura soaring to the sky like the fingers of a demon god. The fluctuations were obscure and weird. .

In the center of the giant black finger, there is a row of unusually old characters floating above it.

"The Great Wilderness Prisoner's Finger!"

The short five words revealed a sky-high dominance and arrogance, shocking and touching, as if once activated, it could imprison the entire world like a cage.

"Dahuang Prisoner Tianzhi, finally found you."

Even though Lin Dong's mind has always been calm, he couldn't help showing joy.

This high-level martial arts created by a generation of reincarnation powerhouse Dahuang Emperor, the elementary version can be compared to the high-level martial arts, and the advanced version of Dahuang Prisoner Tianshou can be directly promoted to Spiritual Martial Arts, which can summon a trace of the Dahuang Emperor's remnant spirit Advent.

If it is matched with the Great Desolation Monument, which ranks third on the list of ancient artifacts, the martial arts created by the Great Desolation can be used, and the power of the Great Desolation Prisoner's Hand is even comparable to that of the Heavenly Martial Arts.

In the original book, there are only a few copies of Tianwuxue that Lin Dong possessed in the later period, the Qingtianhualong Final Account gifted by Qinglong King Qingzhi, the Wudi Code Encyclopedia obtained from the Yang Brothers, and the book presented by the Great Desolation Monument. The Great Desolation is counted as one, and, and... well, it seems to be gone.

"Dahuang Prisoner Sky Finger, such an overbearing name, but I don't know if its power is as overbearing as this name."

The figure of Xiao Diao emerged quietly, looking at this huge black finger with admiration.

(End of this chapter)