The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 116 Hey, whose universe bag is it?

Surrounded by several Lin clans, Lin Langtian rushed forward, with a trace of imperceptible excitement hidden under his face, he just took advantage of the chaos to grab a large handful of Nirvana Pills in the hall and ran away.

With these Nirvana Pills, he must be able to fully step into the Creation Realm, and it is not impossible to catch up with that humble branch boy, Lin Langtian will surely win.

As for the mysterious skeleton that locked on him behind him, no one knew that he provoked it anyway, and the group of idiots behind him blocked the gun for him.

Hehe, shouldn't these humble fighters...

"Lin Langtian, what is in your sleeve robe? Throw it out quickly!"

Just as Lin Langtian fell into a wonderful fantasy, a hoarse voice that could not tell where it came from suddenly sounded from the crowd.

"who is it?"

Lin Langtian's expression darkened, and he looked back subconsciously, trying to find the hateful warrior who exposed himself.

It's just that the person seemed to be hiding it so well that Lin Langtian couldn't even tell where the voice came from, let alone find out who the voice was.

The warriors who survived were all human beings. Thinking of the mysterious movement of the bones in the underground hall before, and then staring at everyone, and now Lin Langtian's unnaturalness, everything is understood.

"Lin Langtian, quickly throw out the things you collected in the underground hall, do you want to drag us to die together?"

Wang Yan, with a startled expression on his face, snapped directly.

Others may still be afraid of Lin Langtian's status, but Wang Yan, who is also the arrogant of the four major clans, is not afraid of him.

"Wang Yan, what are you talking about?"

Lin Langtian pretended to be upset, seeing that the entrance to the space channel was coming soon, he would never give up the fat he got, he wanted to delay.

Just as Lin Langtian and Wang Yan were in a stalemate, behind the crowd, several martial artists from the Three Realms of Creation were turned into flesh and blood in the pursuit of the storm.

"Damn your Lin Langtian, you damn mother, hurry up and take out that damn thing, or we big fellows will join forces to make you."

"It's like a dog. My brother was killed by your dog. Believe it or not..."

Seeing that everyone was about to rush to the street, at this moment, everyone ignored Lin Langtian's strength and status, and sprayed a lot of slanderous words at him as if he didn't want money.

"You, you..."

Lin Langtian's face was livid, and his chest heaved violently like a blower.

Being watched by hundreds of powerhouses from the three realms of good fortune, even if he is a half-step powerhouse from the three realms of good fortune, even if there are several strong men from the Lin clan around him, the pressure will be doubled.

Although the three elders of the Qi-creating realm of the Lin clan did not speak, their bodies were tense, and they were wary of the strong men around them as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

After a moment of stalemate, Lin Langtian finally took out the black Qiankun bag hidden in his sleeve robe, and threw it viciously to the ground.

Sure enough, after Lin Langtian dropped the Qiankun bag hidden in his sleeve, the mysterious skeleton that fell behind the crowd immediately stopped attacking. Although it was still chasing everyone, its nature was more like driving away.

"We are saved, the source of the disaster is indeed the Qiankun bag."

"Hurry up, hurry up, the space channel is ahead, let's rush."

Seeing this, everyone cheered and immediately rushed forward.

Lin Langtian's complexion was ashen, and he exuded an aura that strangers should not enter, and the aura violently led the powerful Lin clan away.

His heart was bleeding, because in the Qiankun bag, apart from the part of the Nirvana pill he took away from the underground palace, there were all his belongings.

It's just that the situation was critical just now, and he didn't have time to pick out his belongings, so he threw all of his wits out.

......

"Buzz!"

The air was slightly rippling, and a boy in black with a handsome face emerged, looking at the crowd and the mysterious skeleton in the distance with a smile: "This time it's your luck."

"Hey, why is there a universe bag here? Who lost it? If no one wants it, then I will accept it myself."

Lin Dong lowered his head, a black Qiankun bag was lying quietly on the bottom of his feet, then he raised his head and said loudly on purpose.

"..." There was a deathly silence.

"Well, it seems that it is an ownerless thing, so I will not be polite."

Lin Dong nodded in satisfaction, bent down to pick up the Qiankun bag, which was still warm, and immediately penetrated into it with spiritual power.

"More than 40 pieces of Nirvana Pills, two high-level spirit treasures, three middle-level spirit treasures, [-] pieces of pure Yuan Pills... This Lin Lang, ah no, this strange friend is quite rich, thank you Thank you."

Lin Dong casually put away the Qiankun bag he had picked up.

"woooo~"

At the end of the plain, a storm of primordial force swept across the sky, swallowing everything around like a ferocious mouth, and a gray-white mysterious skeleton stood in the middle of the storm.

"The strength of a skeleton after death is comparable to that of a strong person in the five-element Nirvana realm, so isn't its strength in life at least comparable to that of a strong person in the Death Profound Realm, and it may even catch up to Xiao Diao, who was at the peak of the Death Profound Realm in its heyday."

"It's the old man with black pupils, the disciple of the last suzerain of the Great Desolation Sect. His identity can't be the chief disciple of the Great Desolation Sect, right?"

Lin Dong slowly raised his head and looked at the skeleton with great interest.

"Treasurer, die!"

The storm was approaching, and the hollow and scarlet eyes of the mysterious skeleton standing in the air fixed on Lin Dong below. When did another ant from outside break in here?

"boom!"

A soaring coercion pierced into the sky, and the mysterious skeleton raised a white palm. As the yuan force roared, the big palm of the yuan force that covered the sky and covered the sun quickly condensed high above the sky.

"Hey, this Your Excellency is also a pitiful person. Even if he dies, he still has to guard this dilapidated sect stubbornly with a trace of remnants."

Faced with this most powerful move beyond the three realms of good fortune, Lin Dong did not change his face, but sighed quietly.

With a thought, a black rune flew out of his body immediately, suspended above his forehead to firmly protect Lin Dong, when the black rune emerged, a mysterious wave slowly rippled away.

The scarlet eyes of the mysterious skeleton that was just about to launch an attack suddenly shrank, the movement of the hands froze, and the completely condensed Yuanli Mahamudra dissipated immediately.

"Master...disciple...meet...master...father."

Without the slightest hesitation, the mysterious skeleton knelt down in mid-air like a jade pillar pushed upside down by a golden mountain, and knocked its head three times aggressively at the black rune.

"Buzz~"

As if he had sensed something, the black rune suspended above Lin Dong's forehead shrank for a while, and a tiny bit of light quickly penetrated into the body of the mysterious skeleton with some unknown information.

"Master, the sect... is gone..."

The figure of the kneeling mysterious skeleton suddenly trembled, and the voice was filled with endless sadness and unwillingness. Even Lin Dong felt a trace of sadness in his heart for no reason.

The powerful sect fell apart overnight, and all the old friends and elders died tragically in order to protect the sect, but they didn't even know who the mysterious enemy was, they hated it, they...

(End of this chapter)