The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

Zushu?

The two ancient sages Qi Qi were shocked, there are very few forces who are still proficient in ancestral arts.

At least it is possible to be at the saint level!

Moreover, every holy clan regards the ancestral technique as a top secret, and only the great saints of the past can practice it, and the rest of the ordinary clan can't even touch it.

The Skeleton Group has collected remnants of ancestral arts in the abandoned civilization for nearly an era, but the collected ancestral arts are basically in a fuzzy state.

How can there be such a complete ancestral technique like Su Yu?

Even for those holy clans of the nine-star civilization, unless they are great saints, it is impossible for ordinary clansmen to practice ancestral skills.

"Who are you?" The three met in one day and asked forcefully.

In case Su Yu is some extraordinary descendant of the saint clan, then the trouble will not be a little bit big.

Su Yu said lightly: "Of course they are the ones who came to exterminate your skeleton group."

With a swipe of his finger, another ancestral skill of the Eagle Clan swept across.

The faces of the three were extremely serious.

Ying was even more panicked, but she was much calmer with her two companions by her side.

Her full moon scimitar has been lost, and she can only rely on her own cultivation field.

The other two offered their Taoist artifacts one after another.

One of them's Taoist weapon is full of killing intent, while the other is full of extreme coldness.

With the three of them working together, the three forces were able to counter Su Yu's ancestral skill of the Eagle Clan.

As a result, the domains or Taoist artifacts of the three were all knocked back.

Just like that, the three of them were all shaken back, their bodies trembling violently.

Among them, Ying was the most seriously injured, and she was so shocked that she vomited blood on the spot. In addition, Erwei was stronger than her, but because of this, her whole body was in severe pain.

With just one move, Su Yu single-handedly overwhelmed the three of them.

"No, tell your lord quickly,

This person, we are not opponents! "The three were shocked and paled.

No matter how strong the ancient sage is, the three of them can easily kill him together.

But Su Yu's strength is too weird, too powerful!

"Let's go!" The three immediately headed towards Gai Tianmo's retreat.

Su Yu said indifferently: "Come if you want, leave if you want?"

He used both hands to cast seals together, ejecting ten seals in a row.

This is the ancestral technique of the Sky Spider Clan, which binds the heavenly prisoner and the earthly net.

Once cast, the ten imprints were woven into a giant net, which suddenly enveloped the three fleeing Old Sages.

"What, another ancestral technique?" The three of them turned pale with shock.

Feeling the strong threat to their lives, the three of them crushed the Jade Jue without any hesitation, and sent a message to Gai Tianmo who was in retreat, asking him to take action.

However, as soon as the news spread, it was intercepted by the ancestral technique of the Sky Spider Clan.

This net not only intercepts the body, but also completely isolates all kinds of hidden energies.

"Resign to fate!" Su Yu closed his eyes and formed another seal.

A fiery red mark converged on his palm.

"The ancestral technique of the Fire Phoenix Clan!" The three of them gasped. So far, Su Yu had performed three ancestral techniques in succession!

This...how is this possible?

A person who has not yet reached the realm of the great sage has mastered the three ancestral techniques.

In the place where outstanding people of the Nine-Star Civilization came forth in large numbers, there had never been such a heaven-defying evildoer.

As soon as the imprint came out, the entire sky was illuminated fiery red.

The desperate faces of the three people were all reflected dark red...

Midi.

Gai Tianmo was absorbing the last remnants, while collecting, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "Ying hasn't come back yet?"

According to his prediction, Ying should have successfully killed that mysterious strong man by now.

But why is there no reply yet?

Click——

Suddenly, something shattered in his arms.

Because it appeared too suddenly, he was unprepared, and the remnants of success that were about to be extracted in his hands were immediately scattered.

Gai Tianmo couldn't believe it, and took out three life cards from his arms, with a name engraved on them.

Among them, the fate card with the word "Ying" was torn apart, and traces of blood flowed out from the cracks.

"Ying is dead? How is it possible?" Gai Tianmo was shocked.

According to his estimation, Ying is more than enough to deal with that mysterious strong man, how could she die?

His face turned cold and murderous, and he shouted: "Proud! Crazy! Get me his head!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, there were two clicking sounds in succession.

Looking down, the other two life cards were all broken!

"Who?" Gai Tianmo stood up abruptly, with a deeply shocked expression on his face.

That's all for Ying, she is the one with the lowest cultivation level among the three, but Ao He Kuang is much stronger than Ying.

However, the two were destroyed one after another, one can imagine how powerful the person who made the shot was!

The person who shot was definitely not the so-called mysterious strongman.

There must be another expert, even a great saint who is not inferior to him!

Gai Tianmo's eyes narrowed: "If you ruin my skeleton group, let me see how many lives you have!"

With a flash of his figure, he instantly broke through the secret ground of retreat and stood in the void.

"Come here, lead to death!" Gai Tianmo roared loudly.

But before the roar fell, there was a voice behind him: "Is it very heartbreaking? Why didn't you show any pity when you slaughtered hundreds of millions of lives?"

Gai Tianmo suddenly turned his head and saw a silver-haired young man looking at him indifferently.

"Who are you?" Gai Tianmo's eyes sharpened suddenly, as if he could see through Su Yu instantly.

Then his eyes moved away again, and he looked in all directions vigilantly: "There are still more, come out!"

The young man in front of him only had the mid-term cultivation of the Heavenly Daoist, and he didn't have the strength to kill Ying and the other three at all.

There must be another expert to help.

Su Yu stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, and said expressionlessly: "If you mean the person who killed your three guards, then I can answer."

It's you?

Gai Tianmo looked at Su Yu again, his eyes full of disbelief: "You? Tell me, where is that person hiding?"

While speaking, he flicked casually, and a wave of terrifying power at the level of a great sage suddenly swept over.

Su Yu stood motionless on the spot, just opened his mouth and let out a breath, and the air flow turned into imprints around his body.

Gai Tianmo's strength is indeed powerful, but this is just a random blow, less than one ten-thousandth of his real strength.

Therefore, the remnants are still easily resolved.

"Ancestral technique?" Gai Tianmo was startled.

He finally looked at Su Yu squarely, and said in a concentrated voice, "Who are you?"

Mastering such a complete ancestral technique is definitely only possible for the great saints of the saint clan.

But what is Su Yu's cultivation?

How did you master the ancestral arts?

"The person who wants to kill you." Su Yu performed several ancestral techniques in succession.

Seeing this, Gai Tianmo's pupils shrank, how could one person master several ancestral techniques?

"Are you a disciple of Saint Thief?" Gai Tianmo asked in surprise.

If there is anyone in the world who can master many kinds of ancestral arts, it is only possible to steal the saint.

Thief Saint is the most special Saint of the Nine Star Civilization.

He never steals from the living, but only from the dead!

And it still steals the dead who have no descendants. ()

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