The Return of the Martial Ancestor of Martial Arts

"So the essence of this kind of spiritual pressure is actually the pure spiritual power left by the ancestors of the Talisman Masters in Yancheng? If you can stay in seclusion here for a period of time, you will definitely make great progress in your spiritual power."

Lin Dong closed his eyes and opened them, looking around thoughtfully.

Ever since he stepped into the Four Seal Talisman Master, the speed of spiritual power cultivation has slowed down a lot. One step further back is the Spirit Talisman Master who is comparable to the strong ones in the three realms of creation. Maybe he can get a glimpse of that threshold here.

On the first floor, which is comparable to the size of a square, there are already many Talisman Masters who feel unable to take a step closer, sitting cross-legged here, using the strange spiritual majesty here to close their eyes and practice hard. This is a rare opportunity.

However, those who can stay on the first level of the nine levels of Talisman Master Tower are mostly Talisman Masters who are still practicing basic cultivation methods or have just stepped into the First Seal level.

"The mental pressure here is too weak and has little effect on me. But before going to the next level, I have to negotiate a deal with my friends in Skyfire City. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is nothing but flesh."

Lin Dong glanced at the dozen Skyfire City Talisman Masters in the corner, and walked over with a mysterious smile on his lips.

In the extremely shocked eyes of both talisman masters, Lin Dong suddenly burst out the power of the three seal talisman masters, smiled in front of the trembling weaklings and said: "I, Lin Dong, give me money."

Ten minutes later, Lin Dong left the messy first floor and headed to the second floor with satisfaction.

A new round of negotiations has begun~

The fourth floor of Talisman Master Tower.

"The fourth floor is all for late-stage first-seal talisman masters or early-stage second-seal talisman masters, so the fifth floor is probably only for veteran second-seal talisman masters to enter. Well, I remember that you will probably meet two interesting guys on the fifth floor, right? "

Lin Dong ignored the seven or eight mourning figures lying on the ground and stepped into the spiritual barrier leading to the next level.

Deep in the empty fifth floor, two figures sat cross-legged silently.

"Buzz~"

The mental barrier suddenly began to squirm at a faster speed. Cao Zhu and Liu Long slowly raised their heads, looked at the figure walking out of the mental barrier, and said with a sneer: "Lin Dong, where do I want to see you running now?"

"Run? Why should I run? Didn't I tell you all just now when we were outside? I have a big project worth 100 million to discuss with you."

Lin Dong glanced at the two of them inexplicably.

"Talk? Just talk, Cao Zhu, let's take action together!"

Liu Long smiled coldly, and a flash of red light suddenly flew out from his sleeve, tearing the air and heading straight for Lin Dong.

In the center of the red light was a fiery red long sword covered with dense mystical runes, and a fiery aura emanated from the sword.

Red flame iron is a rare metal produced in extremely hot places. Like ice black iron, it can carry the mental power of a Talisman master. It is naturally rich in fiery energy and can burn people's mental power.

"A long sword made of red flame iron? All of your Talisman masters in Skyfire City are indeed extremely rich. Now I am rich."

Lin Dong was overjoyed when he saw this. With a wave of his sleeves, three white swords quickly flew out, forming a triangle and tightly clamping down on the Lihuo Sword.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At the moment when Lin Dong faced Liu Long, Cao Zhu, who had seized the opportunity, grasped his hands, and two high-speed rotating mental wheels came straight to Lin Dong's chest with the sound of whining and breaking through the wind.

"Well, this elite-level magical skill is a complete waste in your hands."

Lin Dong smiled slightly, and with a move of his big hand, the void began to surge rapidly, and a total of twenty spiritual wheels were condensed by it, turning into twenty rays of light and heading straight towards Cao Zhu and the other two.

"God-Destroying Roulette? Cao Zhu, isn't this your secret mental attack technique?"

Liu Long was slightly startled when he saw this, and then cursed loudly.

"Didn't he take away my Qiankun Bag?"

Cao Zhu smiled bitterly, looking at the numerous and larger spiritual roulette wheels, he felt a little confused for a moment.

"Damn it, there's no time, let's take action together!"

Seeing that the twenty rays of cold light were about to arrive, and his Lihuo Sword was entangled by three Ice Xuan Swords, Liu Long could only choose to fight with his scalp.

"Drink, Heshen!"

As the two of them performed the same seal together, two quite powerful spiritual powers quickly left the body, forming a large transparent hand in mid-air and waving it out.

As two veteran second-seal talisman masters, they were confident that together they would not be weaker than an early-stage three-seal talisman master.

Just when the two of them were barely parrying twenty elite-level mental attack secrets, Lin Dong made a big move, and the three Ice Mysterious Swords immediately flew back, suppressing the restless Lihuo Sword.

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

Even though there were three Ice Xuan Swords tightly suppressing him, the Lihuo Sword, which was born with a rich and fiery energy, still trembled crazily, trying to break free.

Obviously, Liu Long's cultivation level is much stronger than Cao Zhu's.

"You are not good."

Lin Dong stretched out his hand and casually touched the Lihuo Sword. The restless Lihuo Sword instantly calmed down and floated obediently in mid-air like the three Ice Mysterious Swords.

"puff!"

At the same time, Liu Long realized that the mental mark he had placed on the Lihuo Sword had been erased, and his body trembled suddenly, and he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The chain reaction caused by this was that Cao Zhu, who was working with them to suppress the God of Destruction Roulette, was alone and their defense was broken!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The six mental millstones still remaining in the air suddenly accelerated and crashed into the two people who were caught off guard.

"No!!!"

Amidst two shrill screams full of despair, Cao Zhu and the two were instantly covered by six attacks that hit their heads and faces.

"It's bag picking time now."

Lin Dong put away the four long swords and walked towards the two men with bruises and swollen eyes with a smile. He stretched out a slender white palm and said, "Come on, hand over the Qiankun Bag yourself and save yourself some trouble."

"Hmph, I, Liu Long, recognize the winner and the loser."

Liu Longqiang sat up and forcefully took off the Qiankun bag from his waist and handed it to Lin Shou.

"Cao Zhu, where's yours?"

Seeing Liu Long's cooperation, Lin Dong felt even happier.

"I, I don't need it, right? Wasn't it just yesterday that you robbed...didn't you take one away?" Cao Zhu grabbed his Qiankun bag and summoned up great courage to try to say no.

It's pity to see that after yesterday's duel in the square, Cao Zhu's three Ice Mysterious Swords, 40,000 Yang Yuan Stones and the high-grade Qiankun Bag were all rudely taken away by Lin Dong. He ended up with A single man.

When he returned to his residence at night, he had no choice but to borrow 20,000 Yang Yuan stones from his teacher Han Yun in private to use first and then find a way to pay them back later.

As a result, these two thousand Yang Yuan stones have not been used to cover up the heat, and they are forced to hand it over to this devil. Why? ! !

He swore that he would never hand it over this time, even if I beat him to death!

"Um?"

An unpleasant nasal sound was gently snorted by Lin Dong.

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding."

Cao Zhu smiled bitterly, handed over the Qiankun bag tremblingly, and then said with a tearful tone: "Can you leave some for me?"