Chapter 715: Ancient God Desert

Paradise Lost, the graveyard of the gods.

Here, one by one, the half-ancestors either perished by themselves, or were given a ride by the Lu Dao people, and the disciples and grandchildren of the half-ancestors were shocked and felt that the sky was about to fall.

But for the people of Lu Dao, all this is done casually, and it is nothing.

He looked at a huge stone monument, the stone monument stood in front of him, towering into the clouds, although there was no energy fluctuation, but its "potential" seemed to be able to shake the heavens and the earth, it was a shock from the heart.

"The Way of Martial Arts?"

Lu Daoren groaned softly.

He himself did not follow the path of martial arts, and he only knew a little about martial arts.

Of course, there are also many warriors who have died under his teachings.

"I won't see a supernatural person like you in such an era......"

On the heavenly monument, an old voice sighed with emotion, as if it was to see the amazing power of the landing Taoist.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Chen was surprised and couldn't help but speak.

"This ...... Very poor!"

The old man's voice revealed disdain, and even if Xiao Chen didn't see anyone talking, he could feel the contempt coming from the voice.

"The qualifications are not very good, they are just the bones that they see once in 20 years, and they can't even see them once in a thousand years or 10,000 years, so the qualifications are too poor!"

The sound seems to come through ancient time and space, ethereal and long-lasting, with an indescribable vicissitudes of life.

“......”

Xiao Chen had an urge to scold his mother.

Which bastard is scolding himself for no reason, and what's wrong with him?

Saying that his qualifications are too poor, is his qualifications poor?

He was about to speak, but Lu Daoren smiled, stopped Xiao Chen, looked at the Heavenly Monument, and said, "You are the Mark of the Heavenly Monument?"

"I am the last pure 'warrior' mark, no supernatural powers, no spells, no borrowing the power of heaven and earth, only cultivating martial arts.?"

The old voice continued to sound.

"This is not a big deal, between heaven and earth, all kinds of avenues, martial arts is only one of them, I have not only seen martial arts, but also seen Li Dao and Zhuang Dao, in this world, there was no Li Dao, Zhuang Dao, someone created it, and there was this way. Martial arts, just a scenery of my Dao, is the object of my reference, as for saying that he is the strongest, I don't think so. ”

Lu Daoren let out a leisurely voice, and looked at Xiao Chen again: "However, I'm an apprentice, you may try to inherit the martial arts." ”

"His qualifications are not very good, he is only the bones that he sees once in 20 years, and he can't even see the kind of people who are seen once in a thousand years or 10,000 years, how can such qualifications be inherited?"

The martial arts mark repeated the words, and the words he said made Xiao Chen get shot again.

Despise his qualifications again!

"Qualifications ......"

Lu Daoren smiled dumbly: "Is the problem of qualification still a problem?" As long as I am willing, any body can be shaped, the Five Elements Body, the Chaos Body, the God King Body, and the Overlord Body...... In my case, the question of qualifications has never been a problem. So ......"

Lu Daoren paused slightly, and looked at Xiao Chen: "The Heavenly Tablet Exercises here, you can learn it yourself, as for the martial arts mark, let this mark be passed on to whoever you like, don't take it to heart, it's nothing rare." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

“......”

The Martial Dao Mark fell silent, as if it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

He has always disliked other people's poor qualifications, but today his inheritance is despised by others?

And this kind of thing?

......

That's the kind of thing that happens.

Lu Daoren let Xiao Chen comprehend the Heavenly Tablet Technique for a moment, and they left.

Leaving the Great Shang Empire, Lu Daoren led Xiao Chen to a desert.

Here, no one else dares to go deeper, this is the famous four-pole forbidden land of the Immortal Continent.

If you ask where the Immortal Continent is the most terrifying, where it can be called a Jedi, anyone who understands it will definitely say that it is the Four Extremes Jedi.

North of the northernmost Ancient God Desert, west of the westernmost Million Copper Mountain, east of the easternmost waves of the East China Sea, and south of the southernmost ten million desert islands, no one can say what kind of unknown world there is, because the people who went into the depths have never come out alive.

Because of the unknown, everything seems scary. Even the gods had a hard time entering, and it was impossible to guess what was going on inside.

The vast desert of more than 100,000 miles, the yellow sand blows all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, it seems that there is a golden rain in the sky, and from time to time there are golden-colored sand dunes disappearing, and another piece of sand dunes is formed in an instant.

The Gang style here is terrifying, and even the body of a god can be torn apart.

It was also because of this that Lu Daoren led Xiao Chen to this place and asked him to practice.

Whether it is quenching the body or cultivating supernatural powers, this is an excellent place, just right for Xiao Chen.

As for Lu Daoren himself, he has already passed this stage. If the wind here can blow off one of his hair, even if he loses.

Here he waited for the return of the demi-ancestral gods he had killed.

Time is three years, and on this day, Lu Daoren heard the sound of the bell.

As far as the eye can see, in the depths of the golden desert in the distance, a temple sits quietly there, as if it had existed since ancient times.

The ancient temple is dyed with a layer of divine brilliance in the setting sun, and the melodious bells have gradually subsided, giving people an incomparably mysterious feeling in the sunset.

Not far away, a Taoist temple sits quietly, full of the vicissitudes of time, as if it came from the primeval time and space.

There is also a very small island of gods, floating quietly in mid-air, as if it has been suppressed for endless years, without the slightest energy fluctuation, just lonely and fixed there.

Lu Daoren stepped forward and arrived in front of these three buildings.

Then the temple gate was opened.

A small figure stepped out calmly, he was wearing a wide monk's robe, but he was only three or four years old, and most of the monk's robe was dragged to the ground.

This is a young child, or a little monk, but three or four years old, but he can resist the extreme cold in the desert, and calmly and calmly walked out of the temple gate.

He had a fair complexion, a full forehead, large and bright eyes, long eyelashes, a straight nose, and thick lips.

Immediately, the Taoist temple in the distance was also opened.

A three- or four-year-old little Taoist priest walked out calmly. Although he is a young child, he looks extraordinarily old, especially a pair of eyes that are extremely deep, as if he can see everything in the world.

Brush.

On that very small island of gods in the sky, a child fell lightly, his long black hair fluttering like a waterfall, and his eyes were full of aura.

To be more precise, it was the murderous aura, the strong killing intent, which could make Xiao Chen's heart tremble!

The three children saw Lu Daoren and said in unison: "Brother Dao." ”

Such a scene looks extremely weird, even if Xiao Chen is well-informed, he doesn't know what is going on.

Three little kids, actually calling their own teacher a brother?

"Congratulations to the three Taoist friends for coming out of the robbery and stepping into the realm of the ancestral gods. ”

Lu Daoren said leisurely.