The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 297 Re-entering the Great Desolation Monument

Three days later.

In the depths of the Daozong Desolate Hall, in front of the withered and yellow ancient mountain.

Dozens of people with obscure auras gathered here, and the area of ​​a hundred miles around this place has been strictly sealed off by the strong Taoist sect, and no idlers are allowed to approach it.

Lin Dong, Ying Xuanzi, the old man in blue robe, Xiao Diao, Your Excellency Bo Xuan... the ones who can gather here are either the peak powerhouses or those who hold the ancestral talisman.

"Headmaster, where is Senior Zhou Tong?"

Looking at Ying Xuanzi and Ying Xuanzi who just fell down, Lin Dong said.

"I have already been sent to the center of the Spirit Locking Formation by the Supreme Elder and me, and the rest is up to him." Ying Xuanzi smiled amiably.

"Daddy, do you think my hair color looks good?"

At this time, a delicate female voice came in.

Perhaps it was because of how much stimulation he had received in the Strange Demon City. As soon as he returned to the sect, Ying Huanhuan went to retreat. After leaving the retreat, his cultivation level jumped from the peak of Nirvana to the perfection of Life Profound Realm in one step.

It's true that people are more angry than people, and I'm afraid that if the girl retreats next time, she will be in the Profound Death Realm.

The girl's cultivation has skyrocketed a lot, but the color of her three thousand black hair has also changed accordingly, the tip of her hair has turned into an ice blue color, and there is also a faint icy smell.

According to this trend, the day when the three thousand black hairs will completely turn into ice blue is not far away.

Perhaps she was worried that she would no longer be beautiful, or that others would look at her in a different light, so the sensitive girl asked several close people around her this question one after another.

Lin Dong, Niangqin, Ying Xiaoxiao, Senior Brother Wang Yan...

Well, now the question is about Ying Xuanzi.

"Well, just laugh at Master Zhangjiao's death."

Lin Dong watched this scene carefully.

But who is Ying Xuanzi?

Faced with such a proposition, he would naturally not do anything wrong.

"Of course it looks good. Ice blue means that you will be as noble and pure as snow."

Seeing that Ying Xuanzi didn't even think about it, he directly praised him.

"Yeah, daddy is right. My mother and sister said the same thing. Only Lin Dong, an idiot, only knows how to say good-looking over and over again. How can you praise others like you, daddy?"

The girl who got a satisfactory answer nodded heavily, and smiled like a little fox who succeeded in stealing a chicken, extremely happy.

Lin Dong: "..."

"Oh, is it? You have to practice hard in the future."

Ying Xuanzi squinted at Lin Dong, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Ahem, it's getting late, let's enter the monument."

Lin Dong, who was despised by the girl, felt an arrow shot in his knee, and had to fall down like a defeated dog to the withered ancient peak at his feet.

Ying Xuanzi and the others looked at each other and followed the trend.

"It's only been nine months since the Great Desolation Monument was opened last time. I'm afraid we can't open or enter the Great Desolation Monument without authorization."

Ying Xuanzi who landed on the top of the mountain frowned and said.

"This is easy to handle, you back off."

After finishing speaking, Lin Dong knelt down on one knee, urging Zu Shi to drive a wisp of his will into the mountain.

"Boom!"

In the next second, an unusually large fluctuation spread across the entire Taoist ancestral court in an instant, and the withered yellow giant peak suddenly began to tremble violently, and the huge cracks on the mountain spread like spider webs.

A majestic ancient monument with a height of thousands of feet broke through the mountain with an unusually shocking posture, and reappeared in this world again.

"This is the Great Desolation Monument, which ranks third on the list of ancient gods? Magnificent! Daozong really has a profound background, and there is such a powerful ancient god to suppress it."

Looking at this majestic ancient monument like a pillar of the sky, even Bo Xuangui, who is the master of the Temple of Darkness, couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

"His Excellency Boxuan praises you, the Scythe of Darkness, the sacred artifact inherited from your palace, ranks fourth on the list of ancient gods."

Although Ying Xuanzi only found out in the past few days that the broken stele in the depths of the Desolate Hall was actually the third sacred object in ancient times, but this did not prevent him from pretending to be aggressive.

As Lin Dong lowered his gaze, he saw that the bottom of the majestic monument had been quietly entwined with dense black lines, occupying nearly one-third of the surface of the monument.

The black texture is like the incarnation of the most evil in the world, exuding a soaring evil aura, trying to wipe out all the creatures in the entire world.

"It seems that the Great Desolation Monument's suppression of the strange demon king is becoming more and more powerless." Lin Dong murmured solemnly.

"I think this old guy can last a long time. It's okay. We're here." The fragrant wind wafted through his nostrils, and an ice-cold jade hand quietly held Lin Dong.

"Well, let's enter the monument."

Lin Dong nodded lightly, squeezed the beauty's cold jade hand with his backhand, and pressed his palm against the face of the towering ancient monument.

"Buzz!"

An incomparably huge transparent beam of light descended from the head, just covering Lin Dong's six people and dragging them into a secret and unknowable place.

......

The picture turned sharply, and everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and their figures appeared in a chaotic space in an instant. In the center of the space, an ancient gray-yellow ancient monument stood alone.

"Lin Dong, why did you come back so early? You seem to have brought back many familiar old friends."

Blurred light and shadow emerged, and an ancient and hoarse voice sounded.

It was an old figure with a stooped body. The old man had white hair and a smile on his face, but when he saw Ying Huanhuan beside Lin Dong, his smile suddenly froze.

"Ice Lord?!!"

The figure of the Great Desolation Monument fluctuated violently, and said in a dry voice.

"Great Desolation Monument, I didn't expect that you old guy didn't die. I remember that you were not ordered by the teacher to assist a strong man under my seat to block the army of strange demons?"

Ying Huan smiled and greeted the Great Desolation Monument, whose mind was fluctuating violently.

"Hehe, it's hard to say, hard to say."

The Great Desolation Monument smiled dryly, and looked at Lin Dong with a complicated expression.

I asked you to find another ancestral talisman, but in the end you directly retrieved the strongest disciple of the ancestral talisman, the Ice Lord. Although he was only reincarnated and his strength had not yet returned to its peak, it was just for you Attitude, I give you 999 likes.

"Swallowing Ancestral Talisman, Spatial Ancestral Talisman, Ice Ancestral Talisman, and Dark Ancestral Talisman are very good. The four great Ancestral Talismans are gathered together, and there are four other powerhouses in the wheel-turning realm. It's really a shame not to kill that strange demon true king." The name of the third god in the world of my Great Desolation Monument."

The Great Desolation Monument looked around at everyone and nodded in satisfaction.

(Xiao Diao is actually only a half-step runner, here it is regarded as one.)

"It's not too late, let's start now."

After Lin Dong finished speaking, he waved his sleeve robe, and the Ancient Qiankun Formation automatically flew out from the depths of his dantian, unfolded slowly in mid-air, and instantly rose to the size of a thousand feet in the face of the storm.

Immediately afterwards, the Ancestral Stone, the Devouring Ancestral Talisman, and the Space Ancestral Talisman also flew out and fell into the three directions of the ancient Qiankun formation, serving as the eyes of the formation to suppress the large formation.

"Ice Ancestral Talisman, now!"

"Dark Ancestral Talisman, now!"

Seeing this, Ying Huanhuan and Bo Xuan looked at each other, and they also pointed at a distance. An ancient rune with ice patterns and an ancient rune with black glow also separated from the body, and quickly escaped into the ancient formation of heaven and earth .

ps: Why do people always talk about water?What do you call no water?Fight, fight, play this game without rest, and then rush to the next battle, fight again, so you won't be in trouble?After you finish writing a battle, at least pave the way for the next plot.If you do this, I don't want to write every day.

(End of this chapter)