Wu Dong: Start with Lin Langtian, abolish Lin Dong's father

Chapter 47 Responses from all parties, the Great Desolation Prisoner
After Lin Langtian occupied the ninth seat.

In the tenth seat, fierce conflict broke out again.

There is no way, the first nine are really fathers, either from strong backgrounds, powerful strengths, or both.

Especially the white-clothed boy on the ninth seat made everyone present feel no desire to challenge.

nonsense.

The former strong man of the Desolate Ancient Sect is still lying on the ground, and his life and death are unknown. No one present has the confidence and strength to surpass him.

Therefore, the forces present can only fight against an empty space.

Not long after, the tenth seat was quickly taken by a strong man from the Tianyin Sect.

As all the seats were occupied, there was a sudden fluctuation in the center of the stele.

A faint golden light spread out, enveloping the ten people on the futon.

Soon, a huge vortex was slowly formed, located above the heads of the ten people.

Lin Langtian only felt a faint suction coming from the vortex, so he quickly relaxed and let it suck his spirit out.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

A series of ancient roars came from it, and everyone present was staring at the ten shadows like statues.

Even if they didn't get a seat, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the people present. They began to look forward to what level of martial arts these ten people could obtain.

Eight products.

Nine.

Or is it the legendary... good luck?

……

After the soul is sucked into the vortex.

When I opened my eyes again.

Lin Langtian was already in a starry sky.

look around.

The sky is full of stars, just like the scene when it was approved by the Devouring Ancestral Talisman.

There are meteor-like rays of light flashing in the sky, flashing towards the other side of the sea of ​​stars.

Among the meteors that flashed by, Lin Langtian could feel the aura of different strengths and weaknesses.

It seems that most of what is wrapped in it is various martial arts of different levels.

Without any hesitation, Lin Langtian flashed in the direction where the pop flashed.

According to the description in the original work.

The Great Desolation Prisoner's Sky Finger was obtained from the Stele Spirit, so following the direction of these meteors is the direction to the Stele Spirit.

Lin Langtian also caught a few trends at random.

But most of them are sixth-rank and seventh-rank martial arts, which are useless to me now.

So let go and let it fly away.

"Try Zushi."

Xiao Diao's demon spirit flashed out from the side, also looking at the surrounding starry sky world.

"it is good."

Lin Langtian nodded, and randomly activated the ancestor stone.

There was a burst of warmth in the palm, and a milky white light radiated from it.

With the appearance of the milky white light, the faint sense of repulsion from before gradually dissipated.

"Walk."

Lin Langtian greeted him.

Random is to flash away in a certain direction.

One person and one mink turned into two shooting stars, walking towards the depths of the monument.

About ten minutes.

The two of them saw a towering stone tablet standing in a sea of ​​stars.

The stele is surrounded by a mass of light.

There is a gentle light all around.

"Is this the soul of the stele?"

"Well, but it doesn't look like it's formed yet, it's just hazy, it's better to communicate."

Little Mink said.

"Let's do it directly, or it will change later."

"it is good."

Lin Langtian nodded.

Random souls floated not far in front of the stele, relaxed as much as possible, and then slowly put their hands on the stele.

Started the most primitive communication.

The communication was very smooth, and Lin Langtian's emotions were flat and soft, without the slightest negative emotion.

Soon, a faint milky white light emanated from it, enveloping Lin Langtian in it.

Immediately.

Lin Langtian's vision changed again.

The surrounding starry world gradually dissipated, replaced by nothingness.

In the nothingness stood huge black pillars, and above the pillars, there were strange phantoms.

Swords and swords, rare and exotic beasts.

All kinds of phantoms appear in it.

"It's all good luck martial arts!"

The little mink exclaimed.

These martial arts are not only large in number, but also far superior in quality to those of the outside world.

Lin Langtian also had fiery eyes.

Although he is powerful, there are very few martial arts that he can master.

This can also just make up for his current shortcomings.

One person and one mink walk in this nihilistic world full of light and shadow.

not far away.

A huge phantom of fingers attracted Lin Langtian's attention.

Walk up close.

Watching the bursts of power emanating from it.

"Your boy has vision, this thing is by no means ordinary."

Xiao Diao is also watching from the side.

"The Great Wilderness Prisoner's Finger."

"Good name."

Lin Langtian stared at a line of words in his giant finger, keeping his expression on.

Presumably this is the "Great Wilderness Prisoner's Sky Finger" in the original book.

Step forward.

The ancestral stone in the right palm gushes out a milky white light, dispelling the surrounding blackness.

Then it spread violently to the surroundings, and soon rushed into the huge black phantom, enveloping it.

with the passage of time.

On the huge finger, a layer of seal gradually faded away, and finally disappeared.

(End of this chapter)