Ancient Martial God

what happened?

Yong Ye, who was trying his best to drive away the poisonous miasma, and Gu Jian and others, who were contending with the phantom controlled by Xiao Yun, couldn't help but be stunned.

Sheng Wuyuan and others were also greatly surprised.

Of course, the one who was even more surprised was the sloppy old man. His eyes were full of disbelief. You must know that Jin Hu had already been controlled by his ancient magic sound.

Now the mark of the ancient magic sound still remains on Jin Hu's body, but his eyes have recovered from the empty state.

"Old ghost, did you not expect that such a situation would arise?" Di Ting stared at the sloppy old ghost coldly and said, "More than five hundred years ago, we suffered a loss at your hands. I once swore that if we meet again, If I catch you, I will definitely not let you run away again."

"Jin Hu and I both know that you have many methods, especially the ancient magic sounds that you are good at, and there is almost no way to break them."

"When I was wandering around outside these years, I accidentally discovered an extremely rare thing called a phantom seed. The only use of this thing is to break the control of sound waves. Although it can only be used once, it is enough. Just as I walked over just now By that time, I had quietly injected the phantom seed into Jinhu's body. "

Di Ting narrowed her eyes and said, "Actually, he has woken up a long time ago, but you didn't notice it, so you took action at this time."

The sloppy old ghost covered his chest and looked pale.

Although Jin Hu is only a quasi-divine general, he has already transformed eight times, and the punch just now was made with all his strength.

Even the sloppy old ghost, who is a god general, was seriously injured by a punch, and his internal organs were covered with cracks. The sloppy old ghost's actual injuries were more serious. Now he is just suppressing the injury by force. If it is not dealt with as soon as possible, the injury will become worse. intensified.

"Hand over the inheritance of our clan immediately, as well as Master Jin Hu's Zen staff!" Di Ting stared coldly at the sloppy old ghost, while Jin Hu on the side was ready to take action at any time.

"You have been waiting for more than five hundred years just to plot against me. It's not an unjust loss." The sloppy old ghost sighed, and then suddenly threw the two things out with all his strength.

Surprisingly, it is the inheritance of Tingting, as well as the Zen staff of Master Jin Hu.

Di Ting and Jin Hu rushed towards the two objects respectively. At the same time, the sloppy old ghost was covered in black smoke and fled towards the distance like a ghost.

The sloppy old ghost was incredibly fast.

After Di Ting and Jin Hu seized the inheritance items and the Zen staff respectively, when they wanted to pursue them again, the sloppy old ghost had disappeared.

"Let him run away..." Jin Hu was so angry that he stamped his feet, causing the ground to rumble and tremble. If it weren't for the commandments, he would have cursed his mother.

"This old ghost must still have a way to save his life, and he is a god general. We are only quasi-god generals. It is not easy to kill him. Now that our things are back, as long as we refine them, we can restore our original Strength. We will settle this account with him slowly when the time comes."

Di Ting gently stroked the inheritance object in his hand, and saw strange lines emerging, echoing with Di Ting's body.

At this time, Gu Jian and others fled towards the distance.

Even the sloppy old man who was a divine general was seriously injured by Di Ting and Jin Hu. No matter how many people they had, they could not compete with them.

The phantom controlled by Xiao Yun could not stop Gu Jian and others.

Although the phantom is an ancient magical beast at the quasi-god general level, it is not Xiao Yun's body after all, and cannot release powerful martial arts such as the Sky-Slaying Fist and Yuan Dao.

If Xiao Yun was a quasi-divine general, Gu Jian and others would never be able to escape.

The only one who didn't escape was the new divine general Yong Ye. It wasn't because he didn't want to run away, but because of the miasma he was expelling from his body.

The poison contained in the miasma of the ruins of the ancient gods is so powerful that even though part of it was transformed by the phantoms of ancient monsters, it is still extremely overbearing.

Yongye's mind was all focused on expelling the poison, and he was completely unaware of the situation outside. When he saw Xiao Yun, Di Ting, and Jin Hu standing in front of him, his expression suddenly changed, and he finally suppressed it. The poisonous miasma surged again.

In an instant, Yong Ye, who was infected by the poisonous miasma, was shaking violently, and his whole body's aura was falling crazily. Even a divine general could not resist the poisonous miasma invading his body.

"His aura has faded and he can no longer resist. What do you want to do with him?" Di Ting looked at Xiao Yun and asked.

"Leave it to me." Xiao Yun said.

At the same time, Xiao Yun waved his hand and the Holy Spirit Tower flew out.

The moment they saw the Holy Spirit Tower, Sheng Wuyuan and others were shocked. Although it was their first time to see the Holy Spirit Tower with their own eyes, they had already seen the appearance of the Holy Spirit Tower in the jade slips passed down by their ancestors. They did not expect Xiao Yun can actually control the Holy Spirit Tower.

"Ancient ancestral artifact..." Jin Hu looked at Xiao Yun with a complicated expression. He did not expect that Xiao Yun could control the ancient ancestral artifact.

As the Holy Spirit Tower grew larger, Xiao Yun opened the entrance.

"Wuluan, come out." Xiao Yun shouted inside.

I saw a beautiful young woman slowly walking out. Yongye, who was lying on the ground and panting heavily, was stunned when he saw Wu Luan.

"You...why are you with him...could it be that he has inherited her Shura Gate..." Yongye suddenly remembered something, and his expression changed again and again.

"You didn't expect this day to come." Wu Luan looked at Yong Ye coldly.

"Daughter, I am your father..." Yong Ye shouted.

"Father?"

Wu Luan smiled coldly, "From the day you killed my mother, you have nothing to do with me. Yongye, suffer death!"

While speaking, Wu Luan stabbed Yong Ye with his sword.

The sword had just penetrated halfway into the throat when Wu Luan stopped.

Yong Ye, who thought he would definitely die, suddenly had hope of living again, and couldn't help but said quickly: "My good daughter, as a father, I know that you are reluctant to die for my father. Don't worry, as long as you survive for your father, I will definitely support you to become a father." I am the next leader of the Yongye clan."

"Yong Ye Clan? Do you think I will care about you? I won't kill you because it is too easy to kill you like this. I want you to endure greater pain, at least before you die, I will let you experience more pain. thing."

Wu Luan glanced at Yong Ye coldly, and then said to Xiao Yun: "Before she died, my mother told me a way to deprive the power of reverse Shura, but this method can only be used by inheritors of the Shura lineage. I am not Shura The inheritor of the same line cannot be used, I hope you can use it."

"For the sake of power, he did whatever it takes, even killing my mother... I hope you will take away all his power. After taking away his power, it will be turned into the Shura Seal, which seals all his power and cultivation. Because the inheritors of the Shura lineage can absorb it and use it to break through."

After hearing Wu Luan's words, Yong Ye's face became even more ugly.

"Don't believe her, there is no such method..." Yong Ye shouted to Xiao Yun.

"What method?"

Xiao Yun ignored Yong Ye and asked Wu Luan. Xiao Yun was not afraid of Yong Ye killing himself. Now he didn't even have the strength to kill himself.

Wu Luan walked over and told Xiao Yun how her mother stayed.