Chapter 910: The powerful from the ancestral realm strikes, and the mysterious little clock that is

  Chapter 910 The ancestral realm powerhouse strikes, and the system is transformed into a mysterious little clock!

   "Little Seven, Little Nine."

"exist!"

   Facing the casual address of the first ancestor, the seventh and ninth ancestors responded quickly and respectfully.

"The sword formation is weird, and it is definitely not something that the natives can arrange." The ancestor said: "I can't feel the specific power of the formation through the projection, but you must be careful when the time comes, and don't overturn the ship. "

"Don't worry about the first ancestor." The seventh ancestor said: "The little aborigine has not even reached the ancestral realm, and the method is too far away from the power to control a certain rule. Together with the ninth ancestor, I can completely kill him ,with no doubt."

"Yes." The ancestor replied concisely, and said: "After you kill the native, you must carefully investigate the native planet. This kind of formation is too delicate, and it does not belong to that kind of native planet at all. You can check it. Is there an ancient inheritance?"

   "Accept the order." The Seventh Patriarch responded respectfully.

  "Also, bring back that giant tree from that indigenous planet."

"what?"

  The Seventh Patriarch was a little puzzled, what would the first ancestor need a special tree with such a terrifying strength.

   "Don't ask too much, just do it, and be sure to bring that giant tree back."

   The Seventh Patriarch and Ninth Patriarch were confused, but they still respectfully accepted orders.

  The ancestor said: "Take the Nether Banner, both of you."

"what?"

   Seventh Patriarch and Ninth Patriarch were completely shocked.

"This…"

   You must know that the Nether Banner is the most domineering sacred weapon in this world, and the treasure that the ancestors relied on for their strength.

   Are you willing to lend them?

  The Seventh Patriarch hesitated and said, "First Ancestor, is this too exaggerated?"

   "Using the Nether Banner to kill a native, I really think highly of him."

   "This is no different from killing ants with the power to destroy the planet."

  The ancestor said coldly:

   "Remember the task I entrusted to you, if you can't complete it, then come and see me."

  The Seventh Patriarch and Ninth Patriarch trembled.

   This time I really realized how much the ancestors valued this matter.

  I couldn't help but start to guess the origin of the giant tree, which could attract the attention of superpowers like the ancestor.

   "Swish Swish!"

  The two powerful ancestors rushed to the star field where the Douluo Continent was located, carrying the strongest holy treasure of the Nether Heaven.

  The original residents and powerhouses of Netherworld began to mourn for the natives who appeared in the projection.

   To be able to kill the Ten Heavenly Lords, what a talent.

  However, no matter how talented the two great ancestral realm powerhouses act, they will be strangled in the cradle, with no way out.

  The dark tide is surging in the Nether Holy Sky.

  Such a big movement, spies from other planes lurking here were also alarmed, and immediately sent back to the plane through their own special methods.

  When all the top forces learned that it was an aborigine who killed Shi Tianjun, they became a sensation.

  In the end, I didn't understand why the terrifying ancestor of the Nether Holy Sky stared at a tree.

When the respective planes asked their ancestors for instructions, the ancestor-level powerhouses were all alarmed, and they sent down the clan holy artifacts one after another, so that the ancestral realm powerhouses could go to the Douluo Continent to plunder the super giant tree that stretched out from the planet. , as if there is some kind of secret.

  …

   Streams of light flashed across the universe, exuding a fierce and powerful ancestral atmosphere, and headed straight for the Douluo Continent.

   As for the arrival of all these crises, Luo Yu has not noticed yet.

  At this time, the sky in Douluo Continent was dark, the bright moon hung high, the stars were hidden in the tumbling clouds, Luo Yu sat cross-legged in the palace of Wuhun Palace.

   In his hand, he was fiddling with a small black clock, about the size of a palm.

   It looks nothing special, and there is no aura of divinity flowing.

  But Luo Yu still focused on observing, he knew that this little clock must contain a big secret.

  Because, the system that always accompanied him disappeared, and the object that finally turned into this little clock was lying quietly in his storage space before.

  He was holding a small black clock, the whole body was pure black, and it looked nothing special.

  With the other hand, he rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

   This system really keeps playing guessing games with him.

  First it was crock loess, and later it was life and death talisman and golden jade jade. None of them told him the effect, but fortunately they all found the correct use by chance.

   It's just that he really can't understand the little clock.

  He has thought about it countless times, what is going on with the system, what principle is it generated, it can never be generated out of thin air.

  And why he traveled from the earth to the Douluo Continent, this is something he has always been confused about.

  He had a premonition that as long as he could solve the secret of the little clock, he might be able to solve this series of doubts.

  He tried to infuse divine power into the little clock, but found that it had no effect, and the same is true for infusing spiritual power.

  The God of Creation couldn't penetrate this little clock, which means that this little clock is definitely not ordinary, it's just that he hasn't found a real use for it yet.

   "Kang!"

  Luo Yu squeezed her fingers vigorously.

  The little black clock has no wear and tear. You must know that he is now at the 19th level of terrifying cultivation, and the power of **** is enough to destroy the world.

  He decides to use brute force heuristics.

   "Sword—come!"

  Luo Yu called out, and Tianling Gai immediately flew out a crimson sword, full of murderous aura and hostility.

  Holding the Excalibur, he raised his hand and chopped it off.

   "Clang!"

  The ground trembled, and the court where Luo Yu was located shook, but the little black clock was still unscathed.

   "Good guy."

  Luo Yu's eyes were shocked.

   You must know that this is the Zhuxian sword, even if most of it is sealed in the sword, it is not something that can resist it.

   Cutting super artifacts is like cutting tofu, without hindrance.

   "Whoosh whoosh!"

  Three sword lights flew out, and Luo Yu directly controlled Zhu Xian's four swords to slash at the small black clock in a row.

  The result is still ineffective.

  Luo Yu's eyes were concentrated, staring at the little black clock.

   "I want to see today how tough you are."

  Good communication didn't work, Luo Yu decided to take a slant of the sword, directly called out the formation map, and set up a small Zhuxian sword formation.

   It is limited to slashing a small area of ​​the small black clock.

   "Boom—"

   Murderous aura billowed, space shattered, and fell into a storm of nothingness.

  The little black clock has encountered great terror.

  The Zhuxian Sword Formation amplifies the power of the four divine swords to the extreme. It is not as simple as adding one and one, but superimposed and magnified countless times.

   "Clang clang clang!"

  The infinite sword light collapsed towards the surface of the small black clock, and the black skin of the small clock began to peel off.

  Luo Yu murmured secretly that it was not good.

   "There is a problem with the way it won't be activated, let's break this little clock."

   Zhuxian Sword Formation is no joke.

   "Buzz!"

  After the mottled black skin of the clock fell off, a silvery jade-colored ray unexpectedly emerged from the clock face.

  The silvery jade-colored light even briefly dispersed the domineering sword glow of the Jade Immortal Sword Formation.

"how is this possible!"

  Luo Yu called it amazing, what is the origin of this little clock, that he can fight against the collection of Zhu Xian's four swords by himself.

   "Clang clang clang!"

   Bells rang one after another, getting bigger and bigger, and the small Zhuxian Sword Formation froze in an instant...

  (end of this chapter)