The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 195 Shadow of Ancient Kyushu

In mid-air, a tall and straight figure walked up, and every time he landed, a blue lotus platform would be born out of thin air to support it, and the cycle repeated, step by step.

With the help of the blossoming green lotus, the slender figure who seemed to be walking slowly came to the front of the Xixuanyu camp in the blink of an eye, facing dozens of strong men alone.

"Is there really no problem for Lin Dong to go alone?"

The beauty in men's clothing from Xian Dynasty murmured worriedly.

"Don't worry, even if you are all dead, he will definitely be alive and kicking. That kid is very cunning and never jokes about his own life."

On the side, Xiao Diao laughed heartlessly.

above the sky.

"Hehe, boy, it seems that you are their chosen savior."

Looking at the elegant young man who came from below stepping on the lotus, Chang Wei felt jealous for no reason, this appearance was too dazzling.

The most important thing is that this kid's cultivation level is actually at the same level as his. As he also stepped into the six-yuan level, he has been under the sect of Xixuanzong for several years, and Lin Dong is still struggling in the Hundred Dynasties War, and has never obtained any sect. resource.

In such a comparison, the two are superior.

"Back...or die?"

Above Qinglian, the young man in black with a face like a crown jade said lightly.

"Presumptuous, ignorant boy, do you really think that you can sit and sit with me with a mere six-element Nirvana cultivation? With the blessing of my Xixuanzong Zhenzong's treasure, I can even be a strong eight-element Nirvana... ...."

Chang Wei's complexion turned ugly in an instant, and as soon as he grabbed it with his right palm, a thick black light continuously rushed from the void.

"puff!"

With a flash of light, there was a clear sound of body penetration, and a hideous wound suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"Ho ho, you, you..."

Chang Wei's body suddenly stiffened, his pupils dilated, his mouth opened in a daze, and he tried to say something with a horrified expression, but his vitality was quickly escaping from his body.

Finally, his eyes went dark, and his limp body fell headfirst.

Chang Wei, the top Nirvana Realm powerhouse of the Six Elements, a direct disciple of the Xixuanzong, died!

"boom!!"

It wasn't until the clear sound of heavy objects falling to the ground that the stunned Xixuanzong strongmen realized that the strongest of them couldn't even block the opponent's blow. No, it should be said that there was no chance to make a move at all.

"If you don't retreat, then you will die."

In mid-air, a slender figure with a faint blackness wrapped around his body lowered his hanging arms and said calmly.

"Senior brother Chang Wei is dead! This boy is not a strong man at the six-yuan level!"

"Quick! Form an formation together! Use the power of the formation to suppress and kill this beast, don't give it a chance to attack!"

In a panic, dozens of Nirvana-level powerhouses shouted loudly and hurriedly took out black light balls one after another, eager to form a terrifying formation.

"It seems that you all chose to die."

Lin Dong, who was surrounded by the strong power of death, looked indifferent, stretched out a slender finger again and tapped lightly in the void, and a wisp of extremely weird blackness suddenly poured out crazily from his fingertips.

Where the mysterious fluctuations passed, everything withered, as if all the vitality in the world was emptied at this moment, and the whole world was dyed a deadly gray-white color.

"Buzz!"

Drenched in blackness, dozens of Nirvana-level powerhouses fell down in pieces like harvested wheat ears before they could form a large formation, turning into endless blood mist and bursting loudly.

Under the crazily eroded power of death, the attacking experts from the Xixuan Region were harvested in an instant, and the airspace above was swept away.

"Gollum!"

Seeing this, the faces of the powerful men of the major dynasties who were watching the battle with their heads up were all flushed, their jaws opened and closed unconsciously, wishing to immediately replace Lin Dong.

They chose Lin Jiao as the leader of the tripod, and they wanted him to entangle the strongest opponent, and fight Chang Wei one-on-one to boost morale.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually killed Chang Wei with one blow, suppressed all the strong with two blows, and took care of all the strong with a single gesture, so there is no such thing as him.

"Strong! Terrifyingly strong! A certain family has taken it!"

Ji Shan of the Great Wilderness Dynasty muttered frantically.

As a direct descendant of Honghuang Palace, he naturally admired this kind of irritable old man who can do it and try not to push him as much as possible. Praise.

However, that tall and straight figure was not as optimistic as everyone imagined.

"This state can't last long, I have to do it as soon as possible."

Sensing that the continuous sky-reaching power in his body seemed to be showing signs of exhaustion, Lin Dong frowned slightly, and stared intently at the huge ancient runes in the sky. Seven looming figures were trying their best to maintain the rune cage.

"One hit kills you."

Lin Dong took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and his complexion gradually returned to neither sad nor happy, as if he was vaguely linked to something deep in his body.

"Eight Desolation Liuhe Emperor Extreme Fist!"

As the soft chant fell, the blackness spread, and Lin Dong's right fist suddenly burst out with a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and he raised his hand to strike this powerful blow that had been brewing for a long time.

With this punch, the space within a radius of a thousand feet suddenly collapsed, and a vast picture scroll of Kyushu suddenly unfolded in the vast void, within which there are majestic holy mountains, stretches of the Milky Way, prehistoric alien species, ancient ancestors, and... ..., revealing the spirit of antiquity and desolation everywhere.

Reproduce the ancient mythology era of Tianxuan Continent, the shadow of the mountains and rivers of the ancient Kyushu!

Bahuang Liuhe Emperor Jiquan, advanced spiritual martial arts, created by a friend of the reincarnation realm before the death of the first suzerain of the Great Desolation Sect, the Great Desolation Emperor.

"boom!"

The slowly unfolding ancient Kyushu picture scroll was suppressed rumblingly, and instantly shattered the rune cage formed by the power of Fengtian Formation. Before the future could be sent out, it was shaken into a cloud of blood mist in the blink of an eye, and died on the spot.

"Such a terrifying spirit of martial arts, is this advanced martial arts?!"

"No, this is the spiritual martial arts driven by the power of death, otherwise it would absolutely be impossible to break the space blockade opened by a high-grade pure Yuan treasure with one blow."

"The power of death? Could it be that those old monsters who have set foot in the Death Profound Realm from the Eastern Profound Realm have descended here? How could they come so quickly?"

Such a huge change instantly alarmed all the top powerhouses in the East and West Profound Realms, and they who were fighting subconsciously looked towards the direction of the attack.

The stronger the spirit of martial arts, the stronger the power of spiritual martial arts.

The mighty picture scroll of ancient Kyushu in front of everyone's eyes almost covered the entire sky. With such a vast martial art spirit sitting in the town, this mysterious martial art has definitely entered the ranks of advanced spiritual martial arts.

There are three grades of pure yuan treasures: the lower, middle and upper three grades. As the treasure of Zhenzong, which has been passed down for thousands of years by Xixuanzong, the hegemon of the Western Xuanzong, the map of Fengtian array is undoubtedly the top existence of pure yuan treasures. .

(End of this chapter)