The legend of the black dragon that swallows the stars

Chapter 608: Mark of Martial Arts
In Paradise Lost, Xiao Chen was pierced by three war swords, dripping with blood, and rushed directly into the endless black mist, and was nailed to the huge thousand-foot sacred monument.

"Yeah ah!"

Seeing this scene, the little snow-white beast shouted anxiously and rushed to the front of the Tianbei.But the black mist and confusion blocked it, even if he tried his best to brush the colorful holy tree, it would not help.

"Bad boy Tongtian, help me!" The little snow-white beast shouted, hoping that the leader of Tongtian could help him rescue Xiao Chen.

In Paradise Lost, Yuan Yuan, Baihu Shenghuang and many other semi-ancestral gods all looked at the leader of Tongtian.

Sensing the murderous intent flickering in the eyes of the other half-ancestral gods, Master Tongtian nodded slightly with a complicated expression.

"With this battle sword, you might be able to cut through the black mist." He looked at the little snow-white beast, raised the battle sword upside down in his hand, and motioned for the other party to take it.

"Yeah?"

Hearing the words of Master Tongtian, the little snow-white beast was suspicious at first, but he didn't think much about saving Xiao Chen, and his figure flew towards Master Tongtian in an instant.

Just as the little snow white beast approached, murderous intent flashed in Tong Tian's eyes, and the sword in his hand turned around instantly!
The sword light flashed, and with a stream of bright red blood spilling out, the sword directly pierced through the little snow-white beast, picking him up on the blade!
"Bad boy Tongtian...why..." The little snow-white beast had a dazed look on his face, he didn't understand why the Tongtian sect mainly treated him like this.

"You shouldn't have appeared in this world." The Master Tongtian said in a deep voice.

"Even the Dragon Clan doesn't want you to be born." Yuan Yuan sneered aside.

"Be punished!" The White Tiger Sacred Emperor was even more direct, with murderous intent on his face.

In Paradise Lost, except for a few semi-ancestral gods such as Taishang, Buddha and Killer Supreme, who remained indifferent, the other strong men made no secret of their killing intent towards the little snow-white beast.

"This race is against the sky, and the primordial spirit is almost indestructible. Fellow Daoists, you must not be careless." The demon sage Kong Xuan reminded Master Tongtian.

Hearing this, Master Tongtian nodded.

"It doesn't matter, there is a battle sword here, which is enough to completely refine the soul of this beast, and let him be wiped out from now on!" Yuan Yuan said coldly.

The next moment, Master Tongtian made a move and began to vibrate the sword, not only to smash the body of the little snow-white beast, but also to obliterate his soul!
Although everyone in Paradise Lost has lost mana at this moment, with the battle sword in hand, the sword body tempered by the eternal light can completely obliterate the primordial spirit of living beings.

In the black mist, Xiao Chen was nailed to the monument by three war swords, and he could clearly see everything that was happening outside. The little beast with snow-white eyelids was being pierced by the war swords, and its soul was about to be wiped out. An unimaginable anger It filled his mind, making his eyes bloodshot.

He struggled desperately, desperate to break free, but the sword firmly pinned him and pierced him.

"Want to save that little guy?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in Xiao Chen's ears, it was the mark of Wu Zhi.

Afterwards, he began to encourage Xiao Chen to use the martial arts scriptures as a temptation to let the other party kill all the half-ancestor gods with swords.

Xiao Chen naturally agreed. In fact, even if he didn't give him the mark of martial arts, he would do it. The little snow-white beast was regarded as his relative. Now those half-ancestor gods actually wanted to kill the little snow-white beast, which had completely extinguished his anger. ignite.

With the help of the mark of martial arts, Xiao Chen successfully escaped from the Tianbei, and walked step by step towards the Banzu Gods in Paradise Lost with the three battle swords on his body.

"I helped this guy Shennong so much this time, so I have to give him a big blow!"

In the black mist, the voice of Wuzhi's imprint appeared on the sky tablet, and a ball of blue light was flickering, floating on the surface of the sky tablet.

"You're so dishonest, you tricked that little fellow into killing the Banzu God. This is to make him the enemy of the whole world." Suddenly, a playful voice pierced through the endless black mist and resounded in the ears of the seal of martial arts. To the side, he was shocked immediately, and the cyan light group shook instantly.

"Who?" The mark of Wu Zhi shouted, shocked in his heart.

"Ha ha.."

There was a chuckle, and the colorful lights flickered, and then Brolin's figure appeared in front of the Tianbei, looking at the blue light in front of him with a smile on his face.

He knew that the blue light was the so-called Mark of Martial Arts, in fact, it was the ancestral weapon in the hands of the Martial Ancestor in the past, the stick made from the Heaven-reaching Divine Wood, which was why he called him the Divine Stick.

At the beginning, Wu Zu died in battle, but Wu Zhi's imprint survived as a god soldier of the ancestors. He tried every means to revive Wu Zu. For this reason, he put the body of Wu Zu in his own body and sent it to the Valley of Burial Soldiers. , I hope that the magical function of resurrecting the ancestral soldiers in the Valley of Burial Soldiers can be used to resurrect the martial ancestors.

Therefore, at this moment, only the soul of the divine weapon is left, which has turned into a cloud of blue light, calling itself the mark of martial arts, and wants to find an excellent successor for the martial ancestor while waiting for the resurrection of the martial ancestor.

As an ancestor god soldier, the strength of the mark of martial arts is still very strong. Even if only the soul is left, the combat power is still above the half ancestor god, and it is almost the same as the real ancestor god.

But for Brolin, his strength is just average.

"Who are you?" Seeing that Brolin was able to pass through the black mist and approach the Tianbei, the imprint of Wuzhi was shocked and couldn't help shouting.

Obviously, the opponent's strength must surpass that of the half-ancestor god, because the half-ancestor gods such as Buddha, who are now in the lost paradise, have already lost their mana and supernatural powers, and cannot enter the black mist at all.

"Could it be the ancestor god from another world..." Seal of Wu felt a little heavy in his heart.

What surprised him the most was that the other party called him a magic stick, obviously knowing the origin of it, which made him feel uneasy.

"You don't know my identity, but I know your origin." Brolin opened his mouth, looked at the mark of martial arts, and chuckled, "The weapons of the ancestor of martial arts in the past were used in the battle. After dying at the hands of the ancestor god Babra and others from the other world, in order to revive his master, he used his own body to preserve his body and placed it in the Valley of Burial Soldiers, hoping that one day he can be revived."

"What?" Hearing Brolin's words, the mark of martial arts was completely shocked, and the blue light was shocked even more violently.

This is really unbelievable that the other party knows this!

To know his method of resurrecting the Martial Ancestor, no one knows at all, even the ancestor gods of the Kyushu side don't know, it's completely his own idea, the mysterious guy in front of him who seems to be the ancestor god of another world knows it all!
"Unfortunately, your thinking is too simple. It is impossible to resurrect Martial Ancestor in Burial Valley." Brolin showed a strange smile on his face, "And, Martial Ancestor's body is no longer there!"

"What did you say!?"

As soon as these words came out, the mark of martial arts roared instantly, and the blue light flickered sharply, and finally turned into a blurred figure.

A strong murderous intent surged out and locked Brolin.

"You moved the body of Martial Ancestor?" The Mark of Martialism let out a deep roar.

"Heh..." Sensing the other party's strong killing intent, Brolin didn't care.

"You're mistaken. Although I knew that Martial Ancestor's body was in the Burial Valley, I didn't touch it." He said calmly.

"Do you think I'll believe it?" The mark of Wuzhi shouted.

In his opinion, since the other party already knew everything he had arranged, they would definitely go to the Valley of Burial Soldiers and take away Martial Ancestor's body.

After all, as the No. 1 martial artist, Martial Ancestor's strength is beyond doubt.His ancestral body is even stronger than the ancestral soldier.At the beginning, the four great ancestor gods of the other world teamed up to ambush and used the terrifying killing array to kill Wu Zu. Although they succeeded in the end, they also paid the same tragic end.

After Martial Ancestor's death, more than one Ancestral God wanted to get his corpse. After all, if the unrivaled body of the Ancestor God can be successfully refined, its power must be higher than that of the Ancestral God Weapon!

Therefore, the Mark of Martial Arts determined that Brolin must have taken away Martial Ancestor's body!

"Hateful!!"

At this moment, his heart was so angry that it almost burst.He arranged for endless years just to revive Martial Ancestor, but now the other party brought Martial Ancestor's body out of the Valley of Burial Soldiers, making all his plans fall short!
Obviously, the plan to revive the Martial Ancestor has completely failed. Its master, the No. 1 Martial Arts No. [-] in the past, the Unrivaled Ancestor God of the Nine Heavens, has returned against the sky!
At this moment, the Mark of Martial Arts was about to explode violently, and the terrifying murderous intent locked on Brolin became more and more intense, causing the surrounding black mist to violently surge!
A vast murderous intent emerged in Paradise Lost, causing the outside primitives, Buddha and other semi-ancestral gods to show shock.

But they are already too busy to take care of themselves at this moment, because Xiao Chen is attacking all of them with the sword in his hand, wanting to kill them to avenge the little snow white beast!
"You want to fight with me?" In front of the monument, Brolin narrowed his eyes, looking at the violently surging cyan light group in front of him.

"You dare to move the body of the Martial Ancestor, and let my endless years of planning come to naught. If I don't kill you, I will die!" The Martial Mark howled, and the blue light rushed towards Brolin in an instant. !
"Beyond your own strength, you are worthy of fighting with me?" Brolin sneered when he saw this.

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