"You guys are a bit aggressive, not too ashamed."

Lin Dong, who was standing with his hands in his hands, looked at the four true legends of the Deserted Hall with a faint expression.

Perhaps because of the stimulus, Pang Tong and the four of them joined forces but were defeated by Lin Dong, and even single-handedly sent him to the position of the chief of the Desert Palace.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and the cultivation of the four people who are in the Seven Yuan Nirvana realm has made breakthroughs.

Pang Tong had successfully stepped into the Eight Yuan, although Song Zhou had failed to impact the Eightfold Nirvana Tribulation, his breath had faintly stepped into the Eight Yuan, and Jiang Hao and Fang Yun had reached the peak of the Seven-Yuan Nirvana Realm.

"I'm ashamed!"

A trace of darkness flashed in Pang Tong's eyes, and they listened to the reprimand of the chief senior brother with their heads bowed down, and the four people who were crushed like a devastation were shameless to refute.

"Pang Tong barely passed the test, Song Zhou, Jiang Hao, Fang Yun, you three, I will give you another three months, before the sect competition, you must successfully survive the eightfold nirvana tribulation."

"Otherwise, you will ask Uncle Chenzhen to resign from the true inheritance, I really can't afford to lose this person." Lin Dong said indifferently.

Several high-level officials in front of the array looked at the scene in front of them with a smile and did not say anything to stop it.

Urging the junior and younger disciples to practice is the responsibility and obligation of the head of the first hall, and even if the two of them are the hall masters, they will not easily prevent Lin Dong from exercising this right.

This group of cubs has been freed for too long, and they really should find someone to discipline them well, there is no pressure, where is the motivation.

"Yes, obey the orders of the chief senior brother!"

The three Song Zhou, who were named, had solemn faces and bowed for a long time.

In the Heavenly Temple camp, Ying Huanhuan, who was wearing a long white dress, was holding the wrist of a shadow, but his eyes involuntarily glanced in the direction where Lin Dong was.

The way that guy reprimanded his junior brother is weirdly good-looking.

The girl thought happily in her heart.

"Hey, what are you looking at, girl? Why did you go on a mission with that kid, and your whole heart was pulled by others. ”

The woman in a dark robe has a delicate and slender body, and her face is somewhat similar to Ying Huanhuan, but her temperament is more mature and sharp.

"Sister, what are you talking about?"

Ying Huanhuan gently pushed the woman in Xuanyi unreluctantly, and then said angrily: "But my mother said ......."

"You don't mention to me about my mother's relationship, my mother said it all day long, my mother said it, did she tell you that she and her father were married to each other, and she never fell in love with anyone at all."

"That is to say, the set of things that my mother taught us was all imagined by my mother herself, and I didn't know if I was sold by my mother."

The woman in Xuanyi interrupted Ying Huanhuan angrily.

“...... Mother, she has been lying to me? ”

Ying Huanhuan's ruddy little mouth instantly opened into a circle, and the girl couldn't understand why the things that her mother had imagined were very useful?

"Yes, only you, a stupid girl, will really believe in your mother, and you really did it." The woman in Xuanyi nodded angrily at her sister.

"But it's really useful for my mother to teach that, and I've succeeded."

Ying Huanhuan rubbed his head with his slender hand and retorted weakly.

Woman in Xuanyi: "......"

In the void that ordinary people could not perceive, two figures with no breath were quietly suspended, taking in the actions of the disciples of the four halls.

"The head of the sect seems to value that little guy named Lin Dong very much, so he believes that he can successfully obtain the Great Desolation Sutra?"

An old man in a blue robe looked down with interest, his tone was light, and his words didn't seem to have much respect for Xuanzi, the supreme head of the Taoist sect.

"Yes, after he continued to talk around, he was the first disciple who gave birth to such a strong confidence, and I have a hunch that this little guy will bring us many surprises."

Ying Xuanzi stepped on the void, and there was a smile on his gentle face all the year round.

"Hehe, then we'll wait and see."

The blue-robed old man smiled noncommittally.

......

The shaking of the mountain lasted for more than an hour, and the majestic monument that was thousands of feet high was finally completely presented in front of everyone's eyes, and all eyes immediately looked in the direction of the desolate hall.

The protagonist of today's story is the five disciples of the Deserted Temple... Or a disciple.

"Lin Dong, the Great Desolation Monument has been opened, the five of you should go forward."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Lord of the Dust True Hall forced the apprehension in his heart and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Uncle Chenzhen!"

The five figures that were in the forefront of the disciples of the Desolate Hall suddenly moved, and they all turned into a ghostly light and swept towards the gray and yellow ancient mountain.

"Boom!"

As if sensing the arrival of a few people, the ground in front of the Great Desolate Monument cracked, and five earthy yellow platforms immediately emerged.

"Senior Brother Lin Dong, please first."

The excited Pang Tong and the others were just about to step forward, but they subconsciously turned their heads to look at the thin figure.

"No need, let's sit down together, after all, the four of you are also receiving the inheritance for the first time, if you can, I hope you can also bring the Great Desolation Sutra back to my Desolate Palace."

Lin moved and smiled gently at the four of them.

"Hmmm! Got it! ”

Feeling the sincerity of Lin Dong's words, Pang Tong and the others all nodded heavily, and then the five of them stepped forward at the same time and sat down.

"Buzz!"

Five huge pillars of light descended from the head, just enveloping the Lin Dong people who were sitting cross-legged, dragging their minds into a hidden and unknowable place.

"You five must do your best......"

Looking at the five figures that suddenly stood still like a sculpture, I don't know how many Dao Sect powerhouses secretly said in their hearts.

......

This is an unusually barren and lonely world, full of the meaning of decay, the endless dry yellow plains are crawling with one fierce ravine after another, and even the sky is dyed with a strange layer of dry yellow.

"Buzz!"

The space rippled slightly, and a tall figure suddenly emerged, stepping on the earth, looking at this strange space with interest.

"Tsk, why do all ancient artifacts like to play with this tune? Do you have to have a special meeting before you meet? ”

The handsome young man with a face like a crown of jade lowered his head as if he felt something.

The barren land beneath his feet was absorbing his power, his primordial power, his mental power, and even his physical strength, greedily and desperately stealing all of his power.

It's just that he didn't take action immediately, but stood quietly in place for a few minutes, and after experiencing that strange feeling, he smiled and said, "Okay, that's enough." ”

"Devouring power, seal!"

As Lin Dong's mind moved, the rich devouring power surged out, and a faint phagophizing membrane was quickly formed on the surface of his body to wrap it, and the passing power was immediately intercepted, and it was as round as one.

As the being in charge of devouring the ancestral talisman, Lin Dong himself was a leakless body, and nothing could bypass his own will and wantonly steal his power.