The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Lin Dong, who was about to show a smile just now, suddenly changed his expression, quietly suppressed all the emotions on his face, and said in a calm voice, "Then what about the second sentence?"

ps1: The fourth update ps2: In the last chapter, the name of Lin Dong's third brother was mistaken, it was Lin Yan, not Lin Hu, thank you for reminding, it has been revised.I have almost forgotten the martial arts, it seems that I have to take the time to review it again.

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"Second sentence: His Majesty said that he is a great master of elixir and elixir, who is best at resurrecting the strong." Xie Wuyou said honestly.

"boom!"

As soon as the words fell, a majestic momentum like an angry dragon suddenly erupted from the throne, and then firmly locked onto Xie Wuyou, suppressing him on the seat so that he could not move at all.

"What does Emperor Yan know?"

The black-robed man who was sitting on the black throne suddenly stood up, no joy or anger could be seen on his knife-sharpened face, he just stared at Xie Wuyou and said word by word.

"Shhhhh!"

The two men and two women with different temperaments sitting under the Martial Ancestor did not speak, but stood up sullenly. They heard this and they still don't know what the Lord of the Endless Fire Domain is talking about. .

Xie Wuyou, who had some difficulty breathing, opened his mouth with great difficulty, his lips twitched slightly: "I don't know."

"Om~"

The terrifying coercion filling the entire hall quietly disappeared.

"It's Lin Menglang, who is here to see off the guests."

From the deepest part of the hall came a voice that didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

"Elder Wuyou, please!"

An Earth Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Realm stepped forward and saluted.

"Gollum!"

Xie Wuyou, whose clothes were slightly wet, silently swallowed his saliva, followed the attendants out of the hall with a pale face.

At that moment, he really felt the threat of death.

As long as that Martial Ancestor strikes, Xie Wuyou will definitely die. This feeling is like he is facing his majesty. Cultivation has never been a rigid standard for measuring combat power. Some people are born to look down on all living beings.

"Brother, Emperor Yan of the Endless Fire Realm obviously knows something, why don't we leave that person behind and question him carefully?"

The person who spoke was a girl in a long black dress, with a beautiful appearance, but there was a bit of majesty and coldness in her pretty eyes.

"What Emperor Yan knows doesn't mean that the people under him must know something. Besides, if he can send the news, it means that he is a friend rather than an enemy. Why should we detain his subordinates?"

Lin Dong, who had repeatedly sat up on the throne, had already regained his composure, and shook his head lightly.

"But......"

The girl in the black dress was about to say something, but Lin Dong fell into a strange memory. Before his eyes, there seemed to be a haunted figure.

She had her hands behind her back, her fair fair face was covered with a sly and charming smile, and her long black and slender ponytail danced in a lively and moving arc, just like when the two of them first met in the Taoist sect many years ago. so-so.

"That's right, since Huanhuan you are the Ice Lord, why can't you be a member of the Ice Spirit Race? Everything is just right."

Looking at the ponytail girl who quietly emerged, Lin Dong's resolute face showed a look of joy.

"Lin Dong, Lin Dong..."

A cold female voice suddenly shattered the phantom of the ponytail girl in front of Lin Dong's eyes, and pulled Lin Dong out of that illusion. Lin Dong followed the direction of the voice and raised his head in a daze.

It was a beautiful woman dressed in white and snowy, with an alluring face. Her cold demeanor was like a snow lotus, which made people feel ashamed.

"Lin Dong, why are you crying?"

The beautiful woman stretched out her slender hands like jade with some distress, and slowly wiped away the teardrops that fell down Lin Dong's cheeks at some point.

"Qingzhu, I'm going to the Ice Spirit Tribe, and I want to get Huanhuan back."

Lin Dong looked at the beautiful beauty in front of him with his somewhat blurred focus and said infatuatedly.

"Okay, I'll go with you, let's get Huanhuan back together."

Without the slightest hesitation, the beautiful woman held her husband's big rough hand and tapped his head lightly.

"Thank you, Qingzhu, thank you..."

The next moment, Lin Dong stretched out his arms to wrap around the slender waist of the beautiful woman, whispering softly at his wife's waist.

The remaining two men and one woman in the hall looked at each other, and looked at the couple embracing each other on the throne with complicated expressions.

One day, Elder Wuyou from Endless Fire Field suddenly visited Wujing in the extreme south.

On the same day, Lin Dong, the master of the Martial Realm, and his four companions quietly left the Martial Realm he had just established, and went straight to the Ice Spirit Clan, a large ancient clan in the Great Thousand World.

......

A month later, a shocking piece of news quickly spread throughout the world.

Wuzu, the master of martial arts in the extreme south, suddenly visited the Ice Spirit Tribe, and wanted to revive his wife with the help of the Ice Spirit Monument, a sacred object of the Ice Spirit Tribe, but the Ice Spirit Tribe refused.

Even the ancestor of the Ice Spirit Tribe, who is the supreme master of the late stage of the spiritual rank, invited three friends of the same rank, the old man Snow Demon, the Venerable Dragon, and the Emperor of War to help out, intending to forcefully drive away the ancestor Wu.

That Martial Ancestor Lin Dong was only a late-stage Heavenly Sovereign, but he still brazenly decided to single-handedly attack the Ice Spirit Tribe, first severely injuring the ancestor of the Ice Spirit Tribe, and then fought against the three Heavenly Sovereigns, including the Zhanhuang, with his own strength. After fighting for three days and three nights, the two Heavenly Supremes, Old Snow Demon and Venerable Dragon, were beaten and fled in embarrassment.

And because the war emperor coveted his wife's ghost, he was chased and killed by the furious Martial Ancestor for a whole month before giving up.