The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 466 Eight Patriarch Glazed Bowl

With the change of Lin's handprints, the Octopus Heavenly Pillars that suppressed the heaven and the earth gradually tilted inward, and finally merged and merged quietly in the sky above the Eastern Profound Domain, bursting out with unprecedented brilliance.

They respectively represent the eight original powers that make up this plane: ice, flame, thunder, devour, space, darkness, life and death, and prehistoric.

During the circulation of the eight-color brilliance, a gorgeous treasure bowl like glass is condensed.

Eight ancient runes are engraved on the glass-clear quaint bowl. These eight runes sometimes turn into thunder, sometimes into flames, sometimes into ice, and sometimes..., on the surface of the bowl. wanton flow.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the glazed golden bowl was born, there was a strange and grand fluctuation that quickly rippled through the entire world, the heaven and the earth resonated with it, and the Dao cheered for it.

"What is that golden bowl?!"

Hundreds of millions of Tianxuan powerhouses stared blankly at the glazed golden bowl quietly suspended in the void, with a little fear and admiration in their fiery eyes, except that they were not greedy.

Obviously, this is the property of Martial Ancestor!

"The powerful fetish created by extracting the power of the eight major rules is like a perfect collection of the eight great ancestral symbols. Its level may have surpassed the birth of the plane known as the number one fetish in ancient times, right?"

"Being able to exercise the authority of the eight of us at the same time and wield the power of the eight major rules, it seems that the title of Teacher Fu Zu is more suitable for him than Wu Zu."

"Is this the power of the combination of the ancestral realm and the master of the plane?"

The eight ancient masters all murmured thoughtfully.

As agents of the power of the Eight Great Rules, they undoubtedly know more.

outer plane.

"Here comes the bowl!"

Standing on the void, Lin Dong looked calm, spread his arms out, and suspended in the Profound Sky Plane, the glazed golden bowl immediately squeaked, turning into a brilliant rainbow light that pierced through the void, and fell into his hands silently.

"Different Demon Emperor, this thing is a powerful fetish that I extracted from the Eight Great Rules. Well, it can also be said to be a powerful fetish made by gathering the Eight Great Ancestor Talismans. A peerless sacred object."

"How about I use this bowl to send you on your journey today?"

Lin Dong was holding a glazed golden bowl, and looked at the Yimo Emperor with a smile.

Speaking of it, the Yimo Emperor is really a poor ghost, without a single combat weapon in his body, and the ancestor of the same level as him has refined the nine gods by himself, and the former has fought with bare hands so far.

"The eighth patriarch glazed bowl of the peerless sacred object..."

The Yimo Emperor murmured palely.

It's very pitiful to see that the Alien Demon Clan can only be regarded as a small clan among the evil tribes outside the territory. The only piece of spiritual treasure in the clan is still in the hands of the leader of the Alien Demon Clan. They have nothing in this branch.

"Martial Ancestor, do you think that this emperor really doesn't have the means of the first level of heavenly supremacy? Even if this emperor dies today, he will drag you on the road together!"

The Yimo Emperor, who was firmly locked by the Eight Patriarch's glass bowl, suddenly had a hideous look on his ugly face, his hands suddenly changed into knots, and he roared in a very frantic voice: "Sacrifice! Sacrifice all to me!"

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

The army of hundreds of millions of strange demons did not hesitate at all. After roaring up to the sky, all of them exploded wildly, turning into black flesh and blood covering the entire void, and the pungent smell of blood filled every part of the outer plane. a corner.

The Yimo Emperor sacrificed the whole clan without hesitation, just to hit the pinnacle blow comparable to that of a real heavenly supreme powerhouse, dragging the Martial Ancestor to be buried with him.

"Beginless Demon Tablet, cast it for me!"

The viscous flesh and blood squirmed and rose, and quickly condensed into an ancient magic tablet with a height of one million feet. Hundreds of millions of hideous faces crowded the entire surface of the tablet, screaming continuously, exuding a thick and indescribably cold wave.

"Martial Ancestor, this is the pinnacle blow of this emperor sacrificing the power of the whole family, you can rest assured to bury it with me! Beginless Demon Monument, suppress it for me!!"

The Crazy Demon Emperor grinned fiercely, and with a change of handprint, the gigantic monument with a height of one million feet hummed and turned its direction in mid-air, then suppressed it rumblingly, and large pieces of void that could not bear the pressure collapsed one after another. , returning to the beginning of chaos.

"Sure enough, it is comparable to the peak blow of a real Supreme Being, but I am afraid that you will be disappointed, because... I am not an ordinary Supreme Being, go."

Seeing this, Lin Dong smiled softly, and threw the Eight Patriarch's glazed bowl casually.

"Buzz!"

The eight patriarch glazed bowl suspended in mid-air trembled slightly, and the eight colors of light flowed on it, and the eight ancient runes engraved on the simple bowl body whizzed out, turning into eight regular dragons of different colors, and then all together Open your mouth.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

Eight familiar torrents of origin force swept across the void, and the million-foot demon tablet that suppressed the void almost collapsed at the touch of a touch. After resisting for less than half a second, it exploded loudly in the extremely desperate eyes of the strange demon emperor.

"No! No! This is not true! This is the Beginless Demonic Monument that I sacrificed the power of the whole family to forge. Even the real Supreme Being can kill it. How could you break it open so easily? ..."

After a terrifying cry, the Yimo Emperor went completely insane.

Strong, the enemy is really too strong, too strong to make people despair, so strong that people can't summon up the courage to resist at all, how can such an amazing talent be born in this lower plane!

"It's time to draw a successful conclusion to this evil disaster that has lasted for tens of thousands of years."

With a thought in Lin Dong's mind, the power from the Profound Sky Plane immediately replenished the energy consumed in his body, and he pointed his fingers in the air: "Refining!"

"Aw! Aw! Aw!"

Eight giant dragons of different colors soared into the sky holding the glass bowl of the Eight Patriarchs, and turned into an incomparably huge glass mask, facing the strange demon emperor upside down. The dragon kept roaring and entrenched around the mask.

"Ahh! Spare me! Spare me! I surrender..."

But within a few breaths, the Yimo Emperor, a generation of ancestral powerhouses, was refined to death in the eighth patriarch's glass bowl, and there was no breath left.

Different Demon Emperor, die!The army of strange demons, destroy!

The Yimo Emperor was killed by the Martial Ancestor just like that?The earth-shattering demonic disaster that had spread for tens of thousands of years and swept across the entire Profound Sky Continent was wiped out like this?So the Profound Sky Plane is safe?

Hundreds of millions of Tianxuan experts stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

"Master Martial Ancestor Gao Yi! Thank you Martial Ancestor for saving all beings in Tianxuan!"

"Master Martial Ancestor Gao Yi! Thank you Martial Ancestor for saving all beings in Tianxuan!"

"Master Martial Ancestor Gao Yi! Thank you Martial Ancestor for saving all beings in Tianxuan!"

......

The next moment, the sound of shouting and shouting like a tsunami roared mightily over the entire Tianxuan plane, and even faintly spread to the outer plane.

Countless grateful Tianxuan powerhouses prostrated themselves on the ground respectfully, shouting his holy name frantically, and silently chanted his name with tears in their eyes.

Martial Ancestor, this man who has saved the world, is a symbol of an era!

ps: Unfortunately, none of you have guessed what the protagonist wants to do~

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