Chapter 523: Simple Folk Customs in Kunpeng Realm

"What a pure true dragon spirit. It is said that the Martial Ancestor is somewhat involved with the Daqian True Dragon Clan. It seems that this statement is true."

Looking at the huge green dragon bell that was as motionless as a mountain, a flash of surprise flashed in Zongze's eyes. He held his hand and an extremely sharp golden sword appeared.

The Golden Feather Sword was made by Zongze by intercepting one of his own divine divine feathers. It has been cultivated for thousands of years and is comparable to the top-notch holy objects of immortality.

"break!"

As Zongze swung his golden feather sword and slashed down violently, the nine phantoms of the green dragon that were connected head to tail and blocked the road collapsed instantly, but there was no one in the green dragon bell.

"Huh? Not good..."

Seeing this, Zongze's pupils suddenly shrank, and without thinking, he directly activated the Kunpeng clan's innate magical power to tear apart the space and leave.

"call out!"

At the same time, a broken blade as bright as silver appeared behind Zongze like a tarsal maggot, and narrowly missed his head, sending a wisp of fragments flying into the air.

"I almost forgot about the innate magical powers of the Kunpeng clan. You are also very good at space. But I was careless."

A stalwart figure emerged from the void strangely.

"It is rumored that Martial Ancestor is in charge of eight spiritual attributes at the same time. Unexpectedly, they also include the extremely rare space attribute."

Zongze's face became more solemn little by little.

"This thing is more about finesse than much."

Lin Dong smiled and said something perfunctory, a flash of light suddenly burst out in his eyes, he clenched his right fist suddenly, raised his hand and struck out the powerful blow that had been brewing for a long time.

"Bahuang Liuhe Emperor Fist!"

With one punch, the space within a radius of several thousand feet suddenly collapsed, and a vast picture of Kyushu suddenly unfolded in the vast void. Within it were majestic holy mountains, stretches of the Milky Way, ancient alien species, and ancient ancestors. Everything was revealed. It has an ancient and wild atmosphere.

Reproduce the mythical era, the shadow of the mountains and rivers of ancient Jiuzhou!

"Peerless magical power, God-killing wings!"

Zongze, who sensed the approaching danger, transformed and directly transformed into the body of a golden Kunpeng that was thousands of feet tall, and his wings were slashed down like a knife.

"call out!"

The golden sword light that was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly turned into a golden light, cutting through the sky and tearing the earth. Before the attack could reach it, it had already torn a huge and ferocious crack thousands of feet high on the earth, which was dark and deep.

"boom!"

The slowly unfolding scroll of ancient Kyushu rumbled down, instantly shattering the shocking sword light and turning into thousands of golden dots that melted into the air.

"What? My clan's magical power to suppress the clan has no effect?!"

The ancient Kunpeng was shocked, and immediately vibrated his wings to tear the void, and then tried to escape from the suppression with the help of his innate magical power.

"receive!"

As the soft chant fell, the Kyushu scroll that almost enveloped the entire world immediately erupted with light. With a loud "bang", the ancient Kunpeng that was trying to escape was instantly froze, and the speed of light brought it into the scroll.

Under the gaze of the sky, in the vast scroll of Kyushu, a miniature Kunpeng was suppressed under an ancient holy mountain, constantly struggling.

No matter how he uses his magical power to destroy the holy mountain on his back, there will always be another, even bigger, holy mountain coming from the sky to suppress it again.

The picture went on and on like this, and soon, the mini Kunpeng gave up its struggle.

"Brother Lin, I have lost this game, please let me out."

Under the ancient holy mountain, a humanized wry smile appeared on the face of the mini Kunpeng, and a gentle voice sounded from the outside world.

"As it should be."

Lin Dong happily agreed, and with a flick of his finger, the Kyushu scroll was shattered.

The miniature Kunpeng in the scroll who was suppressed by the ancient holy mountain also escaped from the trap and transformed into a tall figure in a green shirt.

"Brother, I'm offended."

Master Wu Zu humbly handed over his hands and confessed.

"No, it's Brother Lin who is superior. To be honest, Brother Lin, although I was very polite to you before, I mostly did it for the sake of Daqian Palace."

"After all, as a peak immortal, my next step is to hit the holy level. Looking at the world, I always thought that except for the geniuses of the True Dragon and True Phoenix tribes, no one can compare with me. I don't want to be defeated by you today. "

Zongze quickly helped Lin Dong up, with an extremely bitter smile hanging on his lips.

"Well, brother Zong, please be at ease. You've gotten used to this kind of thing over and over again."

After Lin Dong thought carefully for a moment, he replied.

Zongze: "..."

"Wow, the Martial Ancestor of this extreme southern land is indeed very strong. He can even defeat Young Master Zongze, the most powerful being of our generation. I really want to mate with him."

"Give up, you stinky girl. There are four mistresses in the martial arts realm. They are all extremely beautiful. You are not pretty enough."

"Kun Ling'er, this girl is really lucky..."

When the older young women of the Kunpeng tribe present saw this, they all turned into bitches and resentful women, chattering non-stop.

As one of the heroines involved, Miss Kun Ling'er was secretly feeling happy, but she had to pretend not to care on the surface, for fear of accidentally laughing out loud, with the corners of her mouth raised crazily.

"Brother Lin, don't leave in a hurry now. You haven't experienced the elegance of my Kunpeng Realm yet. Besides, you can defeat me in the martial arts arena, but you may not be able to defeat me in the drinking arena. Come on, let me drink."

As Zongze, the young clan leader, waved his hand, many young men from the Kunpeng clan immediately swarmed up and dragged Lin Dong to the wine shop.

That day, Wu Zu stayed at Kunpeng Realm at night and got very drunk.

The next day, Wu Zu and his wife returned home with great joy.

...

After Lin Dong brought the silly lady who ran away from home back to the Martial Realm, he immediately began to retreat.

As his spiritual power has reached the peak of the middle stage of the Immortal Grade, it is time for him to launch an attack on the late stage of the Immortal Grade. The eight ancient masters who have comprehended the power of the rules of the universe have all entered the Immortal Grade, which is still a great stimulation for him.

However, Lin Dong’s retreat this time is definitely not successful.

He was forcibly awakened from his retreat state after only one month of retreat.

“Boom!”

A secret place was opened in the depths of the Martial Ancestor Hall.

As the retreat place of the lord of the Martial Realm, those who can approach here are all the highest level core of the Martial Realm. For example, this time, the visitor is the mistress of the Martial Realm, Ling Qingzhu.

“Qingzhu, what happened? Did the evil army of the foreign land opposite my Martial Realm move? Or are other blind super forces of the Great Thousand World invading?”

A slender figure walked out of the quiet room slowly.

It must be a matter of utmost urgency to be able to forcibly awaken him from his cultivation state during his retreat.

"Husband, you should read it yourself."

The beautiful lady in white dress with a cool temperament raised her slender hand and handed over a battle report.

Lin Dong took the battle report. There were not many words on it, but each word was of great significance:

In order to enhance his personal prestige, the new chief of the Maha tribe, the leader of the five ancient divine tribes, Maha Tian, ​​led the army to launch a surprise attack on the Endless Fire Region, which was increasingly showing signs of becoming the third holy land of alchemy, with the intention of annexing it.

His Majesty the Emperor Yan did not ask for help from our army. Will we abide by the alliance agreement and send troops to support the Endless Fire Region?

This is an urgent message sent by the Wujing branch stationed in the Endless Fire Region.