Chapter 232: Stele Spirit, am I awesome?

Chapter 232: Stele Spirit, am I awesome?

"Business? It's nothing more than taking away the Great Desolation Book. Since several old friends have chosen you at the same time, it doesn't matter if I give the Great Desolation Book to you. But little guy, are you sure you can help me? Instead of being like your predecessors. That’s gone forever.”

The spirit of the tablet sitting cross-legged on the ancient monument said leisurely.

"It's just a strange demon king. It's not like the rumored third ancient artifact that killed the strange demon king like killing a dog - the Great Monument of Desolation."

Lin Dong lowered his gaze and saw that the bottom of the majestic ancient stele had been quietly entangled with dense black lines, occupying a small part of the stele's surface.

The black texture is like the incarnation of the most evil in the world, exuding the evil energy that reaches the sky, and wants to wipe out all living things in the entire world. It is the evil energy that slaughters all living beings and destroys the world.

"It seems that you know more than I thought, but it will be easier to handle this way." The tablet spirit was slightly silent, and then said solemnly: "As you can see, I am suppressing a true statue that has survived two tribulations of reincarnation. king."

"When I was in my heyday, I could easily suppress or even obliterate it. However, after I was severely injured, I continued to grit my teeth and fight to take away a true king of strange demons. Therefore, in recent years, I have become increasingly unable to suppress this true king. I need help."

"And the true king's counterattack has become more and more fierce recently. I can only hold on for two years at most. After two years, I will no longer be able to suppress it. Maybe I will be demonized by it."

"With the help of at least two ancestral talismans, we can completely obliterate it to avoid future troubles. In other words, you only have two years to find another ancestral talisman. I know that I ask you to bring it back in such a short time. An ancestral talisman is very difficult, but we have no choice. Little one, tell me, can you do it?"

After he finished speaking, a pair of fiery eyes stared at Lin Dong, silently waiting for his reply. For thousands of years, the Great Desolation Monument had been disappointed for too long.

"You may not believe it, but I have at least four ancestral talismans for you to choose from. Which one do you want?"

The solemn atmosphere was suddenly broken by a cheerful voice.

Great Desolation Monument: "???"

"...Boy, do you know what you are talking about?"

After a strange silence, the stele spirit said in a solemn voice.

"The Dark Ancestral Talisman is controlled by Bo Xuan, the master of the Dark Palace in the Dongxuan Region. My sister is his disciple. It shouldn't be difficult to ask him to take action once."

"The flame ancestral talisman is controlled by Moro, the master of the Chaos Demon Sea Fire Temple. It is said that he hates evil as much as he hates evil. As the holder of the ancestral talisman, he will not be ignorant of the harm that weird creatures like the strange demon king can to the world. It is not difficult to ask him to take action. "

"The thunder ancestral talisman is sealed in the Chaos Demon Sea and Tianlei Sea. It is currently in an ownerless state. If I spend some time, I should be able to get it. You should understand the characteristics of the swallowing ancestral talisman and it can accommodate other ancestral talismans into the body."

"The Space Ancestral Talisman is in the hands of the Yuanmen of the Dongxuan Domain. When you gave Senior Zhou Tong the Great Desolation Scripture, you must have known that he was in charge of the Space Ancestral Talisman. However, Senior Zhou Tong died in the Yuanmen a hundred years ago, so the Space Ancestral Talisman should also be into its hands.”

"It's just that our Dao Sect and Yuan Sect are not dealing with each other. If we want to get the Space Ancestral Talisman back from them, it might be a bit tricky. We need to think about this a little bit."

"So, whichever of the four ancestral symbols of darkness, fire, thunder and space you want, I can get them for you."

Lin Dong said calmly.

Even for the most troublesome space ancestral talisman, he has already made a careful plan in his mind, and recovering it is not as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"..."

Damn it, what was the purpose of what I said just now was so sensational? The dignified third ancient divine object is not as stable as a human boy from the Nirvana realm. It’s so embarrassing! I really want to quit the group! !

"Well, how about the Thunder Ancestral Talisman? The power of thunder is the most powerful and domineering. With the action of Devouring the Ancestral Talisman, I am 80% sure to kill that true king."

The blurry light and shadow silently made a swallowing motion, and then weakly suggested.

"No, I choose the Dark Ancestral Talisman. In a few months, there will be the Dongxuan Domain Sect Competition. That girl Qingtan said that she plans to come to visit me then. I will ask her to bring the current holder of the Dark Ancestral Talisman to come with me to help me eliminate demons. ”

Lin Dong immediately waved his hand and refused.

"Then why do you, such a brat, ask me for my opinion?!!"

The tablet spirit looked at Lin Dong full of resentment.

"Because I want to show off. Think about it, I know the specific whereabouts of five of the eight ancestral talismans at once. Isn't that awesome? But outside, due to various concerns, I can't reveal this to others at will. secret."

"Now that I have finally met a person who can speak freely, do I have to express my feelings freely? Look, I have finished speaking. Now let me ask you: Am I awesome?"

Lin Dong clapped his hands suddenly and explained cheerfully.

“…awesome and awesome.”

The stele spirit's eyes widened when he heard it, and he opened his mouth wide and responded subconsciously.

"Well, since I'm so awesome, then hurry up and give me the Book of Desolation. I'll bring you two ancestral talismans when I have time in two days."

Lin Dong spread his hands and stretched them out in front of the majestic ancient monument.

"It's easy to talk about."

The stele spirit, who had been deceived by Lin Dong, raised his arm, and an ancient yellow light suddenly flew from his fingertips and headed straight for his heavenly spirit cap.

"boom!"

A huge torrent of information instantly exploded in the depths of his mind, faintly floating in the air, gathering into four large earth-yellow ancient characters; "The Great Desolation Sutra!"

"Buzz!"

Lin Dongfuli sat down cross-legged as if he was at a loss. After a sudden change in his hands, he formed a series of extremely complicated and lengthy mysterious seals. A faint aura of desolation gradually lingered around him, like a gray giant.

"Hey, with such a terrifying talent, no wonder that guy Yan would choose you. Now I understand a little bit. Well, then I'll give you a ride."

The vague figure's words were filled with a hint of surprise. As soon as he thought, an extremely thick gray beam of light fell from the sky, instantly covering the motionless and thin figure.

That gray beam of light was simply a desolate energy that was as thick as a substance!

"Will the real king be completely eliminated in a few months? Haha, things are progressing unexpectedly smoothly. This boy who is not cute at all seems to be able to bring good luck to people..."

Looking at Lin Dong whose aura was steadily rising, the voice of the vague figure gradually became lower.

...

Outside, on top of the steep gray-yellow peak.

One month, a full month has passed.

In the past month, the transparent light pillars covering the heads of the four true disciples of the Desolate Palace: Pang Tong, Song Zhou, Jiang Hao and Fang Yun have successively dissipated. This means that all four people have failed and lost the qualification to obtain the Great Desolation Sutra.

"Master Chen Zhen and Master Wu Dao, we are so ashamed!"

In front of the senior officials of the Desolate Palace, the four Pang Tong people who retreated from the Great Desolate Monument looked pale and bowed in shame.

That strange, desolate plain has been draining the strength of the four people. The four of them gritted their teeth and walked to exhaustion, and then they were kicked out mercilessly.