Chapter 528: Suppressing with a Flip of the Hand

"Martial Ancestor, you are not dead yet?!"

Moko Ming, who was about to leave, stopped and stared at the man.

The Martial Ancestor who returned again was more powerful than before. The surging blood moved countless strong men. The Maha Infinite Tribulation had almost no effect on him.

"Not a bad attack, but it still can't do anything to me."

The Martial Ancestor, with a rainbow-like aura, stepped out of the wolf smoke light column with his hands behind his back.

"You really surprise me more and more. I have changed my mind and will not kill you, so... why not become my puppet."

Mohaming looked at Lin Dong with a faint gaze, as if he saw the most precious treasure in the world, greedy and burning.

He saw that he clenched his palm, and a yellowed ancient talisman paper suddenly appeared at his fingertips, and there was a very obscure invisible wave rippling.

The surface of the yellowed ancient talisman paper was covered with countless crimson lines, and there was a faint fragrance. It was the essence of the peak giant.

Holy Mark Talisman, a holy spiritual talisman made by a holy heaven supreme master with his own life essence and blood as the material, at a great cost.

Once the terrifying energy contained in it bursts out, it is equivalent to a holy heaven supreme master in peak state making a full-strength attack, which is extremely precious.

For example, the one in Mahaming's hand was made by extracting his own essence and blood, and then using the supreme secret method, which took several years to refine. Once it enters the body, it can control the soul.

Below the holy product, there is no possibility of resistance.

"Holy Mark Talisman? I didn't expect that the ancestor actually had such a secret thing..."

Lin Dong's face became solemn little by little.

Making talismans is the signature skill of the spiritual talisman master.

For example, in the Tianxuan plane, Fugu, one of the eight super sects in the East Xuan domain, its main business is to make talismans, of course, there is also refining.

"Give up struggling. It's your honor to let the ancestor use up the only trump card to save his life to take you down."

Mahaming smiled coldly and rubbed the yellowed ancient runes on his fingertips with his hands.

"Burning..."

The blood-red lines on the holy rune immediately shone brightly and suddenly burned. The yellowed rune paper quickly turned into a violently churning blood-red flame and roared out.

The blood-red flame was like a mysterious liquid with tenacious vitality. No matter how Lin Dong dodged, it would stick to him like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Then, it instantly enveloped and wrapped him.

"Okay, okay, okay, turn into my ancestor's puppet!"

Mahaming was overjoyed when he saw this. He changed the seals one after another, urging the mysterious blood-red flame to rush into Lin Dong's body like crazy.

"Buzz!"

As the eight-color light flowed, Lin Dong suddenly disappeared, and the gorgeous light condensed into a gorgeous treasure bowl like glass.

On the ancient and clear bowl, eight ancient runes were engraved. These eight runes sometimes turned into thunder, sometimes into flames, sometimes into ice, and sometimes..., flowing freely on the surface of the bowl.

The mouth of the gorgeous treasure bowl tilted slightly, and bursts of terrifying suction burst out, and the blood-red flame was swallowed up.

"Puff!"

Mahaming, whose mind was vaguely connected to the blood-red flame, suddenly showed an abnormal blush on his old face, and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"What on earth is that? How could the holy rune not have any..."

Mahaming had no time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the induction with the blood-red flame had been disconnected, and his eyes were fixed on the Eighth Ancestor Glass Bowl.

"The Great Desolate Monument!"

At the same time, a slender figure appeared behind Mahaming strangely, holding an ancient stone tablet that had grown to a size of ten thousand feet and smashed it down.

Under the monument, a large area of ​​space collapsed.

"When! Maha Tianluo Umbrella!"

Maha Ming, whose mind was beating wildly between his eyebrows, had no time to think carefully. He frantically urged the spiritual power in his body to pour out. The surging black and white torrent quickly condensed into an extremely huge black and white umbrella, which protected him firmly under the umbrella.

The Yin-Yang umbrella, which was flowing with black and white energy, was opened and immediately spun rapidly.

"Boom!"

The Maha Tianluo Umbrella was just about to take shape, and the ten-thousand-foot-high ancient monument had already descended. The desolate power in the sky burst out, destroying the madly rotating Yin-Yang umbrella like a dead tree and rotten wood, and then fell fiercely on Moko Ming's back.

"Puff!"

The blood mist was waving all over the sky. Maha Ming, who was severely suppressed by the Great Desolate Monument, was like a kite with a broken string, and was thrown out by a huge force of the wildness.

Even though Maha Ming was a saint, he was not a body refiner after all. His physical body failed to reach the level of a saint. He was directly hit by a top-level immortal saint, and was immediately severely injured, and his breath plummeted to the extreme.

"Stay still!"

Before Mahaming could stand firm, he was immobilized by an invisible force.

However, before Lin Dong could activate the Space Ancestor Talisman to jump over, this old Saint-level powerhouse had already struggled out of the imprisonment.

"Martial Ancestor, die!"

The extremely frustrated Mahaming roared in grief and anger, and desperately burst out his strength with all his strength, and rushed back at the tall figure with a fierce momentum.

Thinking that he, a Saint-level powerhouse, was forced to this point by a junior Immortal-level, it would be difficult to calm down if he didn't kill this beast!

"Hahaha, the old ancestor has a nameless anger, this is not good."

Laughing loudly, the Martial Ancestor did not retreat but advanced, directly transformed into a purple-gold giant thousands of feet tall to face the enemy head-on, and pushed forward with pure flesh and blood.

Primordial Ancestral Talisman, Primordial Power!

Lin Dong, as an immortal, was able to suppress, defeat, and even severely injure a Saint-level powerhouse, but it was difficult to kill him in one fell swoop.

After all, Mahaming was also a Saint-level powerhouse who had lived for tens of thousands of years. His background was terrifyingly profound, and his means of survival were countless. If he really wanted to escape, Lin Dong really couldn't stop him.

However, Lin Dong's goal was to delay the Saint-level powerhouses that might appear in the Maha Ancient Clan, and create an opportunity for the Yan Emperor to capture the enemy leader Mahamatan alive.

For now, his mission was completely successful.

......

On the other side of the battlefield.

Mahamatan claimed to be a favored son of heaven, so as soon as he took over as the patriarch of the Ancient Clan, he attempted to annex the increasingly powerful Endless Fire Domain to crown himself with prestige.

However, reality soon gave him a wake-up call.

As a peak immortal who was only one step away from the Saint-level, Mahamatan was unable to suppress the Yan Emperor, who was in the middle stage of the immortal level, and let him break through in the battle.

The battle situation was sliding into the abyss step by step!

"Emperor Yan, you forced me to do this!!"

Mahatian, who was crushed by Emperor Yan again, roared in exasperation, hurriedly distanced himself from him, and pinched the seal as fast as lightning.

"Boom!"

As the seal changed rapidly, the whole world suddenly shook, and a dazzling black and white light column pierced through the void.

As soon as the sky-high light column appeared, it extended upward and downward at the speed of light, reaching the sky and the earth. Where it connected the sky and the earth, the space was completely distorted and crystallized.

In the center of the light column, an ancient jade bottle with black and white colors slowly emerged.

At the moment when this ancient jade bottle appeared, the whole world seemed to be instantly dyed with a layer of bright colors, as mysterious and indescribable as the intersection of yin and yang.

An indescribable terrifying majesty spread rapidly between the world!