Zhu Tian: Becoming a Sword Master from Martial Arts

Chapter 279

The three young kings of Yuanmen looked up at the scene in front of them with horror. The blue dragon bathed in thunder looked like a god in charge of heavenly punishment. Its majestic power made the three young kings of Yuanmen terrified.

In particular, after seeing the Devouring Ancestral Talisman and the Great Desolate Sutra appear at the same time, the three little kings of Yuanmen were completely panicked.

How fierce is the reputation of the Great Desolate Scripture? Back then, Zhou Tong relied on this martial art, plus the Space Ancestral Talisman, to kill the previous great elder of their Yuan Sect, and finally forced the headmaster to take action himself, and only then did he capture Zhou Tong.

Although Lin Dong today does not have the strength that Zhou Tong had back then, they are still far behind the previous great elder in strength.

Although Lin Dong did not have the Space Ancestral Talisman, he had the Devouring Ancestral Talisman in his hand. Compared with the Space Ancestral Talisman, the devouring power of the Devouring Ancestral Talisman was more complementary to the Great Desolate Sutra.

Immediately, the three little kings of Yuanmen also had solemn expressions. The demonic energy in their bodies surged out crazily, forming three huge shadows above their heads.

"The Yuan Emperor's Canon, the Yuan Emperor's true body!"

"Spiritual Emperor Canon, Spiritual Emperor's true body!"

"Thunder Emperor Canon, Thunder Emperor's true body!"

As one illusory figure after another emerged, strong and ancient aura emanated from the three figures.

Especially when the third phantom appeared, it felt like the thunder in this world suddenly surged up, and countless thunders descended from the thunderclouds, as if celebrating the return of an ancient powerful man.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Endless thunder sounded the drums of war on the sea. The rumbling thunder was incessant, which startled everyone.

Lin Dong, who was deep in the thundercloud, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He could move freely in the thundercloud because this thundercloud was created by the Thunder Ancestral Talisman, which contained a trace of the Ancestral Talisman's power. He had the help of the Ancestral Stone, and the power of thunder would basically not hurt him. In addition, he had the Devouring Ancestral Talisman to protect him, so he was not afraid.

But just now, when the little Thunder King displayed the true form of the Thunder Emperor, Lin Dong clearly felt that the thunder around him had a little bit of sensitivity and was more repulsive to him.

“Hiss, could it be that the Thunder Emperor Canon of Yuan Sect was created by the Thunder Emperor, the original controller of the Thunder Ancestral Talisman?”

An extremely bold idea suddenly popped up in Lin Dong's mind. After Yan heard this, he was silent for a moment and then nodded in agreement.

"It is very likely that there are not many strong people who practice the power of thunder. The Thunder Emperor uses Thunder as his title and calls himself the Thunder Emperor. He must have made great achievements in the way of thunder and his strength is definitely not bad. He is very consistent with the controller of the Thunder Ancestral Talisman."

"Moreover, as the controller of the Ancestral Talisman, he is a natural enemy of the Devil Prison. Back then, the fall of the Ancestral Thunder Talisman Controller was most likely caused by the Devil Prison, just like the Great Desolation Sect. The Yuan Sect is the lackey of the Devil Prison, so it is not surprising that they have inherited the martial arts of the Ancestral Thunder Talisman Controller."

Yan analyzed clearly, his expression became uglier the more he spoke, and anger was brewing in his heart.

Killing the controller of the ancestral talisman, and then handing over a martial art of the controller to their lackeys, and using it to deal with the people of the continent protected by the controller of the ancestral talisman, is simply killing people and destroying their hearts. It is a huge insult!

Not only Yan thought of this, but even Lin Dong thought of this, and his expression became even colder.

Moro, who was watching the battle from the side, had flames bursting out of his eyes. If he had not promised to let Lin Dong take action before, these people felt that Moro would have been unable to resist and would have taken action himself to tear the three little kings of Yuanmen into pieces.

The little Thunder King below felt the majestic power of thunder above the sky, and his face smiled a little more. Although Lin Dong had the help of the Devouring Ancestral Talisman and the Great Desolate Sutra, his realm was still lower than theirs. And now, this place has become his home court. He didn't believe that he couldn't defeat Lin Dong.

“Hahaha, Lin Dong, prepare to die!”

The little Thunder King laughed loudly, and then his hands began to change hand seals, trying to use the Thunder Emperor's true body to establish a connection with the thunder power above the sky, and then draw the thunder power to deal with Lin Dong.

Little Thunder King had a good idea and he put it into action. Under Little Thunder King's control, the vast thunderclouds in the sky actually began to gather towards Little Thunder King.

"The true form of the Thunder Emperor, with the might of thunder!"

The little Thunder King laughed wildly. At this time, after feeling the power of the vast thunder force, the little Thunder King was already overwhelmed by the sudden surprise and ignored Moro who was watching coldly at the side.

The little Thunder King formed seals with his hands, and then the real body of the Thunder Emperor behind him slowly raised his broad palm, and then slapped it hard in the direction where Lin Dong was.

However, the scene that Little Thunder King had imagined, where he would control the mighty thunder, did not occur. The thunder forces that were drawn by Little Thunder King seemed to have their own ideas and did not act with Little Thunder King.

Just as the little Thunder King was puzzled, the endless thunder that gathered together turned into a huge spear with flashing lightning. The next moment, before the little Thunder King could react, he was pierced through the body by the huge thunder spear.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

The little Thunder King looked down at his chest in disbelief, where a huge thunder spear shining with silver light was stuck. Countless "chi chi chi" sounds were heard, and a faint black demonic energy was faintly emerging from the wound.

Obviously, the thunder force summoned by the Thunder Ancestral Talisman finally realized the abnormality of the little Thunder King and found that there was strange demonic energy in his body.

Therefore, even if the little Thunder King summoned the Thunder Emperor's true body, the power of thunder that was drawn by the Thunder Emperor's true body eventually chose to personally end the Thunder Emperor's successor.

"Ah!"

Moro couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this. This was the consequence of insulting the controller of the ancestral talisman.

When Lin Dong saw the power of thunder kill the Little Thunder King, he was stunned for a moment. Then, after he reacted, he quickly mobilized the tremendous power in his body, transformed it into a series of dragon seals, and slapped it towards the Little Yuan King and Little Ling King below who had not yet reacted.

"Blue Sky Dragon Transformation Art, Blue Dragon Seat Seal!"

"Yin!!" With a shocking dragon roar, the huge green dragon claw that attracted a lot of thunder power, unexpectedly crushed the little Yuan Wang and the little Ling Wang below with one claw like a rotten wood.

In the blink of an eye, the three little kings of Yuan Sect, the pride of the previous generation of Yuan Sect, had fallen. The people below also reacted at this time, and the eyes they looked at Lin Dong were a little strange.

He was at the peak of the Shengxuan realm, yet he held the Devouring Ancestral Talisman in his hand, and possessed peerless martial arts such as the Great Desolate Sutra and the Blue Sky Dragon Transformation Art. He actually crossed an entire realm and killed two geniuses. He was worthy of being the descendant of the Talisman Ancestor. It was truly terrifying!
At this moment, all the powerful men who were watching this scene below were impressed by Lin Dong. As for whether they had any thoughts about the Devouring Ancestral Talisman in Lin Dong’s body, who would dare to do so?

Didn’t you see it? The controller of the Space Ancestral Talisman, the Sky Demon Marten, is his brother. The controller of the Dark Ancestral Talisman, the Ren Palace Master of the Dark Palace, is his sister, and it seems that she is a sister in that sense. In addition, with the recognition of the controller of the Fire Ancestral Talisman, Moro, and the power behind him, who dares to have any idea about the Devouring Ancestral Talisman in Lin Dong’s body?
If you think you have too long to live, you can try to slit your own throat instead of causing trouble for yourself, your family, and the forces behind you.

"Haha, that's right. Although you used some tricks and borrowed the power of thunderclouds, it's enough to show that your Qingtian Hualong Jue barely got some of your teacher's true teachings. If Qingzhi knew about your growth, he would probably treat me to a couple of drinks, haha!!"

Just when everyone was still shocked by Lin Dong’s powerful strength and extraordinary talent, they heard Moro laughing happily again.

Now, everyone was dumbfounded. Looking at Moro's hearty laughter, it was obvious that Moro and Lin Dong's teacher had a very good relationship.

It turns out that those who control these ancestral talismans are all one family, right?

"Junior Lin Dong, nice to meet Senior Moro. Are you familiar with my teacher?"

Lin Dong really didn’t know much about it. He had only heard from Senior Bo Xuan that he went to the Chaos Demon Sea and could go find Moro. He had a very good relationship with his teacher Aokiji.

"Haha, Aokiji and I are friends for life and death. If Aokiji hadn't been here back then, I'm afraid I wouldn't be who I am now."

Moro chuckled, but a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes. Although the incident happened a long time ago, Moro had never completely let it go. After all, the deaths of his family and his beloved were all caused by his failure to hide his shortcomings, which led to the tragedy.

Fortunately, Moro has gradually reconciled with himself and is not too obsessed with the past.

"Speaking of which, you should call me Uncle Master, or Senior Brother. It depends on which one you want to call me!"

Moro said with a smile that although Aokiji was not his teacher, for Moro at that time, Aokiji did help him a lot on the road of cultivation, but he did not really teach him martial arts. To him, Aokiji was both a teacher and a friend.

Lin Dong didn't know how to respond for a moment. After thinking for a while, he just smiled dryly and answered.

“Lin Dong pays respect to Uncle Moro!”

"Haha, it seems you're not stupid after all!"

Moro smiled meaningfully, then his gaze fell on Lin Qingtan who was standing next to Lin Dong, and he looked at her carefully and seriously.

Lin Qingtan was not as careful as Lin Dong. Instead, he looked at Moro carefully, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The Moruo in front of Lin Qingtan also felt that he was very unfathomable, but Lin Qingtan always felt that his master was a little more profound. Maybe it was because the old man always liked to hide in the dark? Lin Qingtan was not sure.

"It seems that the Dark Ancestral Talisman has an extremely outstanding controller. In such a short period of time, he was able to refine the Dark Ancestral Talisman to such a level. Your talent is much better than that of my disappointing disciple."

Looking at Lin Qingtan, who was also very bold and straightforward, Moro couldn't help but think of his disciple. He couldn't help shaking his head, feeling both fortunate and regretful.

Although his disciple Tang Xinlian was extremely talented and could help him manage the entire Flame Temple and even the army of the Flame Temple, Tang Xinlian did not have the talent to control the ancestral flame talisman and could not inherit his mantle.

In this regard, Moro still envied Bo Xuan. He also wanted a successor who could completely inherit his mantle. At their level, everyone would have to put their heads on the line and fight the demons one day. If there was no heir, then when he died, his inheritance would be completely cut off.

But apart from that, Moro was extremely satisfied with his disciple Tang Xinlian. At least she was not like the little girl in front of him, who would disregard everything for her brother. She was almost mad at Bo Xuan, but there was nothing she could do.

The powerful warriors of Chaos Demon Sea looked strange after hearing this, especially the young heroes like Pang Hao.

Tang Xinlian, the Fire Lotus Fairy of the Flame God Temple, was the dream lover of many young talents in the Chaos Demon Sea. But in the end, she was said to be unpromising? She was even outdone by a little girl?
However, the person who said that Fire Lotus Fairy Tang Xinlian was not up to the standard was none other than Fire Lotus Fairy's teacher, the Lord of the Flame God Palace, Moro, the controller of the Ancestral Flame Talisman. And the person who, in the words of Palace Lord Moro, was better than Fire Lotus Fairy was the heir of the Darkness Palace, the controller of the Ancestral Darkness Talisman.

"Uncle Moro, you are too kind. Qingtan has heard of Sister Xinlian's name, the Fire Lotus Fairy. I came here this time hoping that Sister Xinlian could give Qingtan some pointers."

Lin Qingtan was quite polite. Perhaps because she was no longer a girl, she no longer had the mentality of a young girl and was very polite to others.

"Haha, you are really good at talking. Just call me uncle master. When we enter this cave, uncle master will protect you."

Moro smiled brightly, nodded to Lin Qingtan, then looked at Mu Lingshan, shook his head with a smile.

"I was wondering why old man Mu Lan suddenly acted like a madman some time ago. It seems that you, little girl, ran away. Don't run around. If you get hurt in front of me, old man Mu Lan will definitely blame me."

"Oh!"

Mu Lingshan responded reluctantly. She still preferred to go on adventures with Lin Dong. That was so much fun.

How could Moro not see Mu Lingshan's little thoughts? After smiling, he looked at Lin Dong with a hint of teasing in his eyes, which made Lin Dong suddenly realize something.

Since Moro has come here, then Qingtan’s teacher, Senior Boxuan should have come as well. And at the beginning, Senior Boxuan came with the young patriarch. Doesn’t that mean that this time, the three of them are traveling together?

Then, the trio of one white, one black, and one red at the Tianshang Auction in Tianshang City before, weren’t they the young patriarch, Senior Boxuan, and Senior Moro?
So, the Devouring Sky Corpse is in the hands of the young patriarch?

Also, Senior Moro is so familiar with Senior Mu Lan, doesn't that mean that Senior Mu Lan's attack on him was intentional, and was it because of Senior Bo Xuan?
When thinking about the matter with Qingtan, Lin Dong couldn't help but shudder when thinking of Bo Xuan. Could it be because he had taken his cabbage?

No, Senior Mu Lan has already taken action, so won’t we have to face Senior Moro later?
(End of this chapter)