The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 434

Xiao Diao and Xiao Yan returned to the Demon Realm together.

And Lin Dong also left for Beixuan Region.

One is to take Qingtan home at the order of his parents and let him reunite with the elders.

Second, when several other ancient masters were born one after another, the thunder master who was sleeping in the Beixuan domain did not come out for a long time, so Lin Dong went to check the situation.

......

Beixuan Territory, the city of darkness.

As the main hall and the core of power of the Temple of Darkness, the City of Darkness is enough to accommodate tens of millions of people to live at the same time, and it also brings together the essence of the overlord of the Northern Xuan Territory. Those who guard this place all the year round.

In a towering attic in the center of the city.

A tall beauty in a black dress was leaning on the railing, looking at the distant sky, her eyes full of longing.

Behind them, there are figures wrapped in black robes and wearing grimace masks. They hold black long swords, lingering with a strong evil spirit, and their eyes are indifferent and cold, guarding here like sculptures.

The Dark Tribunal, a bloody institution that suppresses all disobediences, is a giant in the Beixuan Territory. Its reputation is enough to make countless Beixuan Territory powerhouses terrified.

It took only two years for the dark goddess in front of me to grow step by step from an ordinary member to a new generation of chief referee of the Dark Tribunal.

I heard that after the Lord Boxuan of the Palace of Darkness officially set foot in the realm of reincarnation, he bestowed on her the two sacred objects passed down from generation to generation by the masters of the past—the Ancestral Talisman of Darkness and the Sacred Scythe of Darkness. The next hall master, who is firmly established in the palace, is only waiting for the moment when he steps into the realm of reincarnation.

It can be said that she is the belief of these dark referees!

"Qingtan, long time no see."

With a chuckle, a slender figure appeared strangely.

"Brother Lin Dong, Qingtan has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Before the dark judges who suddenly tensed up could launch an attack, the beauty in a black dress was like a baby swallow returning to its nest, with a flexible and graceful body plunging headlong into the arms of the visitor.

"The referee, she..."

The dark referees were all stunned, a sense of absurdity welling up in their hearts.

Is the delicate little girl next door in front of them still the iron-blooded, graceful and glamorous goddess in their hearts?Where did that incomparably cold chief referee go? !

"I haven't seen you for three years, but Qingtan has grown up."

Lin Dong looked at the mature, cool and tall beauty in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. The child who followed behind him sniffing his nose back then had become a mature commander who commanded thousands of troops.

"Brother Lin Dong~"

Qing Tan seemed dissatisfied with Lin Dong pushing her away, stomped her jade feet coquettishly, and wanted to put that delicate body with bumps into her arms.

"Okay, okay, why don't you grow up like you will never grow up, girl, if you continue to hug her, how can you maintain your majesty in front of your subordinates?"

Lin Dong nodded to the referees behind who had been staring blankly for a long time.

"Hmph, dare they?"

The slender figure adjusted the long black dress with dark golden patterns on the edge, and snorted displeasedly, that graceful and luxurious goddess returned.

Hearing this, many dark referees suddenly felt cold, and subconsciously straightened their bodies even more. Those who dared to offend the chief referee, Tianwei, were dead.

"Brother Lin Dong, let's go, I'll take you to see the teacher."

Qing Tan took Lin Dong's big hand, and impatiently swept it down.

......

In the group of ancient palaces, the defense is extremely strict.

Under the leadership of Qing Tan, the Young Hall Master, Lin Dong saw wave after wave of elite strong men who seemed to have no end, and saluted the two of them respectfully.

Finally, the two stopped in front of an incomparably towering ancient temple. A tall, handsome man about 27 or [-] years old was already waiting in front of the temple.

"Brother Chen puppet, where did your grimace mask go?"

Lin Dong greeted the handsome man quite familiarly.

"Before I went to the Eastern Profound Realm for training, I was afraid that the super sects in the Eastern Profound Realm would know my sensitive identity and cause some unnecessary troubles, so I put on a ghost face mask to cover it up."

"Now that I have returned to Beixuan Territory, what do I continue to wear a mask for? I am not a member of the Dark Tribunal. I usually like to wrap myself tightly and keep strangers away."

The handsome man came up and hugged Lin Dong.

Chen Puppet, the first disciple of Boxuan, the master of the dark hall, and the elder brother of Qingtan.

Because he can't resonate with the Dark Ancestral Talisman, his master Bo Xuan will take advantage of the opportunity to transform him into a green sandalwood guardian, and become the sharpest sword in the hands of the next master of the Temple of Darkness.

Currently at the peak of the Death Profound Realm, only one step away from the Turning Wheel Realm.

"Hee hee, Senior Brother Chen Puppet is talking nonsense, why aren't you from my Dark Tribunal? When I take over as the Lord of the Dark Palace, don't you have to take over the position of the chief referee of the Dark Tribunal?"

Qing Tan cheerfully demolished her senior brother's platform.

"Tsk, Qingtan, you..."

Chen Puppet gave his junior sister a bad look, pulled Lin Dong and walked into the hall: "Brother Lin Dong, follow me, don't pay attention to this crazy girl, Master, he has been waiting in the hall for a long time."

In the depths of the hall.

A majestic old man wearing a black crown sat on the dark throne. When he saw the three people entering the palace, he immediately walked off the throne with a smile: "Boy Lin Dong, come here and be safe."

"Congratulations to Senior Boxuan for successfully proving the Dao and stepping into reincarnation."

Lin Dong smiled and congratulated the old man in black.

"This is also thanks to the reincarnation comprehension you gave me, which has helped me a lot."

Boxuan couldn't help showing palpitations when he recalled the danger when he hit the reincarnation realm.

After some courtesy, everyone took their seats.

"Lin Dong has one more thing to do this time besides taking Qingtan home and reuniting."

Lin Dong pondered for a moment, then said.

"Boy Lin Dong, just say, what's the matter? This is Beixuan Territory, as long as I give an order, tens of thousands of people will find what I want."

Sitting on the throne of darkness, Bo Xuan smiled quite reservedly.

"Speaking of which, this matter is still related to your palace."

Lin Dong turned his head to look at Qingtan, and said, "Qingtan, give me the Dark Scythe."

Qing Tan didn't ask the reason, and without even thinking about it, he took out a black scythe covered with dense and mysterious runes, and the faint cold light of the scythe gave off fluctuations that made the hearts of countless strong people jump.

"The Sacred Scythe of Darkness is the fifth most powerful fetish in the list of ancient fetishes, and the natal spiritual treasure of the Lord of Darkness among the eight ancient masters. Does Senior Boxuan know that it was damaged during the ancient war?"

Lin Dong stroked the black scythe in his hand, and said leisurely.

"According to the ancient historical records in the temple, during the ancient war period, the Lord of Darkness held the Dark Scythe to fight against the Demon Emperor, and was defeated miserably. Even the sickle spirit of the Dark Scythe was wiped out. The Lord of Darkness was freed."

"After the Sacred Scythe of Darkness fell into the hands of the first-generation Palace Master, the first-generation Palace Master was keenly aware that the power of the Sacred Dark Scythe was greatly reduced due to the damage of the sickle spirit, so he thought hard about a way to restore it."

"In the end, when he sat down in his later years, the first-generation hall master sacrificed his body to the sword and turned himself into the sickle spirit of the dark sickle, thus completing the dark sickle."

Bo Xuan nodded lightly, expressing that he knew.

ps: It turns out that the Dark Scythe ranks fifth on the list of ancient gods. I made a mistake earlier and confused it with the Ancient Universe Formation.

Chapters that are too early have been locked by the responsible editor, and I don't have permission to modify them, so let's just make do with them.

(End of this chapter)