The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 108 What?I'm clear...

"Of course, I have never wavered on this point, please teach me."

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Dong bowed deeply to the old man with black pupils.

"Okay, I hope I'm not mistaken, maybe the generation of masters who devoured the ancestral talisman will do better than me."

The black-eyed old man rubbed his hands and laughed, and immediately pointed a finger at Lin Dong, and a palm-sized black rune turned into a ray of light and quickly entered Lin Dong's body.

"This is a talisman left by me. It can break the seal on the devouring ancestral talisman. Of course, it will be more convenient for me to carry it when doing things in my sect."

"Okay, let's go back, but remember to be on guard against strange demons. Before you really grow up, don't reveal the fact that you have the ancestral talisman."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Lin Dong to respond, the black-eyed old man waved his sleeves lightly, and a gentle but irresistible force immediately sent him out of the space.

"Crack clap!"

As the stars shifted, the "world" in Lin Dong's eyes suddenly shattered like a mirror. When he opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the outside world again.

"How much do you believe in the words of the last suzerain of the Great Desolation Sect?"

The little mink who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke out.

"Believe it or not, why is it necessary? No matter what monsters they are, if they dare to destroy this world, I will kill them."

Lin Dong's movements froze slightly, and he flew towards the sky above the rune lair.

"The Enemy of Heaven and Earth..."

A long sigh full of vicissitudes of life echoed faintly in the ground.

......

Over the mountains, in the center of many core buildings, a vast ancient square immediately hit everyone's line of sight.

The entire square is paved with bluestone floors, covering an area of ​​several thousand feet. The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the ancient tablet with no characters standing in the center of the square.

The ancient stele stands quietly between the heaven and the earth like a pillar of heaven. Its shape is quite simple, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life, as if it has existed here since ancient times.

When Lin Dong arrived, the square was already filled with many figures with strong aura. They were scattered around the wordless ancient monument, looking at the ancient monument in awe.

Those who can arrive here are those who have obtained information in advance or are powerful from various major forces. After all, this is the essence of the entire ancient sect.

The ancient stele of good fortune, the great power of the ancient sect used great supernatural powers to put many martial arts into it, so that the disciples of the sect can choose the heavenly treasure of martial arts.

It's just that every time the Great Desolation Ancient Monument is opened, only ten people are allowed to accept the inheritance of the Fortune Martial Monument, so the competition for seats is quite fierce every time.

For countless years, the powerful people from all walks of life in the Dayan Dynasty have obtained a large number of high-quality martial arts of the seventh, eighth and ninth grades, and even the legendary good fortune martial arts.

"The Four Great Clans, the Great Demon Sect, and the Martial League... the forces that should arrive have almost arrived. Sure enough, these forces with previous exploration experience came very quickly."

Lin Dong looked around and found that many familiar faces had already arrived.

This ancient stele has a huge space, if you wander around like a headless chicken, you may not be able to explore it even if you fly for ten days and half a month.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

There was a turbulent breaking wind, and many strong men who had received news from afar were rushing here continuously.

After ten minutes.

"clang!"

With the sound of an extremely crisp bell ringing, the wordless ancient stele that had been silent for a long time trembled suddenly, and ten beams of light swept out of it, and landed in a row on the stone platform in front of it.

The beam of light receded, and the futon with ten fingers exuding an ancient smell appeared in everyone's sight.

"Wow!"

The square, which was still noisy just now, immediately became extremely quiet, and everyone's eyes suddenly became quite fiery, staring at the ten futons on the stone platform.

Everyone knows that the competition for places has just begun!

It's just that maybe because of the scruples about the strength of many other powerful people present, no one dared to step forward for a while, and the atmosphere was terribly weird.

However, the quiet didn't last long.

"Da da da!"

Accompanied by a burst of extremely crisp footsteps, a slender figure separated from the figure, walked unhurriedly towards the first futon on the stone platform, and then sat peacefully under the gaze of many intricate eyes.

"I, Lin Dong, took the first seat. Who is in favor? Who is against?"

Sitting on the futon, the young man in black had his hands hanging down on his thighs, with a smile on his lips, with a leisurely expression, and a pair of black eyes slowly swept across the crowd in an unhurried manner.

That is a kind of peerless demeanor that looks down on all the heroes in the world!

"..."

There was an eerie silence, no one dared to speak out, and everyone had a natural look on their faces.

As the only strong man in the Fortune Realm on the field, and the peerless murderer who smashed everyone in the Yin Puppet Sect with one blow, if Lin Dong was not qualified to sit in the first seat, I am afraid that everyone present was not qualified to do so.

The elegant and elegant young man nodded with a smile, and immediately closed his eyes to rest his mind.

"Buzz!"

There was a commotion among the crowd, and a young man in green shirt came out of the Lin clan camp, standing with his hands behind his back, he walked towards the second seat on the stone platform.

Everyone's complexion changed rapidly for a while, and finally gave up.

Lin Langtian, a half-step fortune-telling powerhouse, the supreme genius of the Lin clan among the four major clans of the dynasty, is indeed worthy of the second seat.

What's more interesting is that Lin Langtian didn't land on the second seat next to Lin Dong, but landed on the tenth seat in the opposite direction, avoiding Lin Dong far away.

Those who knew the grievances between Lin Langtian and Lin Dong all wanted to laugh subconsciously, but they were trying to bear it because of Lin Langtian's identity.

Although Lin Langtian refused to admit defeat verbally, he was very honest physically.

After Lin Langtian's action, Wang Yan, Qin Shi, Huang Pujing, Mu Qianqian, Wuci and other top geniuses of the dynasty stepped down one after another to occupy their seats.

The first three represent the overlord power of the dynasty, and the latter two represent the land leaders of Dahuang County. Due to the huge power behind these five people, no one voiced their objection.

In this way, there are only three seats left in the top ten seats!

With the end of the four major clans and one alliance, there are no top forces that can deter everyone on the field, and the competition has completely heated up.

The eyes of everyone looking at each other are becoming more and more wary. Who will be the initiator of the second stage of the battle?

"Hahaha, if no one dares to step forward, I, Gu Jianmen, can occupy the eighth seat."

With a long laugh, Liu Ku, the head of the ancient sword sect and a master of Qi creation, jumped out holding a sword-shaped spirit treasure.

"Wait a minute, why don't you have a trick with my Qing Dynasty Qingmu Sect first?"

As soon as Liu Ku finished speaking, a group of people dressed in green rushed in.

"People from the Great Qing Dynasty? Hehe, how can the treasures of my Great Yan Dynasty allow outsiders like you to get involved."

At this moment, Liu Ku didn't have the attitude of bowing in front of Lin Dong. The white-haired and white-browed man looked like a master of Taoism, and he shouted an order: "The disciples of the ancient sword sect listen to the order and set up the formation!"

(End of this chapter)