Within the black fog, the Mark of Martialism emitted a powerful aura comparable to that of an Ancestor God. It pounced towards Brolin. The humanoid green light swung its fist!
Facing this scene, Brolin's body did not move at all. Instead, his face revealed a look of disdain.
"You want to fight me with just you? Not to mention that you are only left with the soul of a Divine Weapon and can only use sixty to seventy percent of your strength. Even if your master, the Ninth Heaven Martial Ancestor, is resurrected, I can still suppress him! "Brolin sneered.
If his current Ancestral Dragon body were to erupt with full strength, with the help of Pangu Banner, Wu Qi God and other treasures, he would be able to unleash the strength of an Eternal True God. He would be able to compete with the snow-white little critter's father and Human Demon Ge Qian, who had walked extremely far on the path of Supreme Ancestor God. He would be no different from those stone men who failed on the path of stone men and walked out of the Divine City halfway.
It was not an exaggeration to say that ordinary Supreme Ancestor Gods were far from being a match for Brolin. They would be easily killed by him.
As for the current Martial Ancestor, even after being resurrected, his strength could barely suppress the three Supreme Ancestor Gods from the Eternal Unknown. He was not even a match for those stone men who failed on the path of stone men. There was still a gap between him and Brolin.
"You are courting death!"
Hearing Brolin's words, the Mark of Martialism was instantly enraged.
In his heart, the Martial Ancestor was an undefeatable God of War. He was the number one person in the Martial Dao. He was a monument! Brolin actually dared to say that he would suppress the Martial Ancestor. This had touched his reverse scale and made him furious!
"Boom!"
The Mark of Martialism took action. The green humanoid figure waved its fists and unleashed an unparalleled combat skill of a True Warrior. It shattered the void around the Divine Stele!
The terrifying fluctuation surpassed the level of a Half Ancestor God. It caused the black fog around the Divine Stele to surge violently. The terrifying aura completely filled every corner of Paradise Lost!
Even Xiao Chen, who was waving his butcher's knife at the many Half Ancestor Gods, could not help but turn his head to look at the Divine Stele. His face revealed a shocked expression.
"It's useless. Even if you return to your peak strength, you are still no match for me." However, Brolin shook his head in the face of the Imprint of Martialism's powerful attack that was comparable to that of an Ancestor God. His eyes flickered with disdain.
In the next moment, he directly stretched out a hand. Immediately, a seven-colored light flickered and enveloped the surrounding space. It froze the space that was almost shattered by the Mark of Martial!
That destructive aura was directly locked onto the space-time range near the Divine Stele.
The seven-colored light did not decrease in momentum and directly enveloped the green figure of the Mark of Martialism!
"How is this possible?!"
The Mark of the Martial roared. His tone was filled with disbelief. Not only was his all-out attack easily broken by the other party, he was also countered in an instant. This was unimaginable!
The green figure shook violently. He waved his fists and roared, trying to break free from the shackles of the rainbow light!
However, no matter how much the Imprint of Martialism struggled, the seven-colored light firmly enveloped her. She was simply unable to break free. At the same time, his Primordial Spirit was imprisoned on the spot, unable to move!
At that moment, the expression of the Mark of Martial completely changed. He regretted in his heart. He had underestimated the strength of the other party. He never would have thought that what the other party said was actually true. To be able to bind him so easily, the other party's strength was probably not inferior to the Martial Ancestor at his peak!
"How is it? Who is stronger between the Martial Ancestor and me?" Brolin smiled as he looked at the struggling Mark of Martialism.
"Humph, although you are strong, you are still far from the Martial Ancestor!" The Mark of Martialism gritted his teeth and mocked. At the same time, he continued to struggle, trying to find a way to escape.
This was because the strength of the mysterious existence in front of him was beyond his imagination. One should know that although his body was not present, his Primordial Spirit was still the soul of an Ancestral God Weapon. His battle strength was incomparably close to that of an Ancestral God, far above that of a Half Ancestral God. Even if he encountered a true Ancestral God, he would be able to fight with ease.
This was also why he dared to directly attack Brolin without understanding the situation. In the end, he did not expect the other party's strength to be so terrifying. It was beyond his expectations that the other party was able to trap him with one hand.
Now, he was completely trapped. His space-time was sealed and he was isolated from the world. He could not even call for help from the Ancestral God Shennong.
"Is that so?" Brolin gently chuckled when he heard the Mark of Martialism's words. "Don't worry. You will have the chance to see me compete with the Martial Ancestor one day."
The Mark of Martialism was stunned when he heard that. The indistinct azure figure paused and stopped struggling.
"What do you mean by that?" Very soon, he growled. Azure light shot out from his eyes and stared at Brolin.
"I've already said that I didn't touch the Martial Ancestor's corpse," said Brolin.
"Someone else touched the Martial Ancestor's corpse. You're too naive. Although the Weapon Burial Valley is miraculous and can allow broken Ancestral God Weapons to reform their souls, it's useless against Ancestral Gods. As a result, burying the Martial Ancestor's corpse there is pointless."
The Mark of Martialism was first shocked when he heard Brolin's words. Then, he felt bitter. In reality, he was not confident in this method either. He had only tried it out of helplessness.
"Someone took action and brought the Martial Ancestor's corpse elsewhere, giving him a chance to be revived," said Brolin with a smile. "I believe that your master will be able to reappear in this world soon."
"Who is it? Where did he put the Martial Ancestor's corpse? "The Mark of Martialism asked in a deep voice. Now, he somewhat believed Brolin's words.
"I can't tell you that," said Brolin as he shook his head. "With your character, you will definitely go there if you know. But now, the Martial Ancestor has yet to be fully revived. If you interfere, you might fail at the last minute. I still want to see the strength of the number one martial artist. "
"You're not lying to me, right?!" The Mark of Martialism clenched his teeth.
"Haha, with my strength, killing you is as easy as a thought. Why would I lie to you?" said Brolin with a sneer as he looked at the Mark of Martialism. "Besides, why would I lie to you?"
Hearing Brolin's words, the Mark of Martialism fell into silence.
In the next moment, Brolin waved his hand and dispersed the seven-colored light that bound him. This action immediately shocked the Mark of Martialism. The other party bound him and now released him. He could not see through this.
Was this person an enemy or a friend? Why did he come to Lost Paradise?
Brolin looked at the Mark of Martialism and said indifferently. "Surprised that I let you go? Don't worry, I'm not an enemy of the Nine Provinces Branch. At least … not now. "
"I'm not here for you. I'm here for this," said Brolin as he raised his head. Two sharp rays of light shot out from his eyes.
"Divine Stele?" Seeing Brolin's gaze, the Mark of Martialism was shocked. This mysterious person was actually here for the Divine Stele.
"What do you mean? Could it be that you want to obtain the Divine Stele? "The Mark of Martialism had a strange expression.
"That's right. This item is fated with me," said Brolin as he nodded.
"Ha!" The Mark of Martialism immediately laughed strangely. "Are you joking? You want to move the Divine Stele?"
"With your cultivation, you should know the power of this divine item. You actually said such nonsense." The Mark of Martialism mocked. "There is no living thing in this world that can move this item. Even the powerful Foreignland can't do it!"
"Is that so? Is the other world very strong? "Bu Luo Lin chuckled when he heard that.
"Very strong. Very strong. The more you understand, the more despair you feel." The Mark of Martialism's tone was heavy. "Back then, even the Martial Ancestor once thought of giving up. He felt that resistance was futile!"
"The number one martial artist has a time when he's dispirited?" Brolin was a bit surprised.
"It was just an instant. How strong is the Martial Ancestor's will?" The Mark of Martialism said proudly.
"Heh." Brolin laughed.
"The Divine Stele is indeed mysterious. It has a great origin. To you guys, it's high and unshakable. However, to me, it's just an item in my palm." Brolin said softly. Then, he stretched out his hand and dragged an item.
"What?!"
When he saw the item in Brolin's hand, the Mark of Martialism exclaimed. His tone became sharp and his entire green figure started to tremble crazily.
"What the f * ck is this …" Shocked, he even blurted out!
Because, at that moment, what Brolin was holding in his hand was the size of a brick. Its shape was exactly the same as the Divine Stele in Paradise Lost … Another Divine Stele!
"This can't be real!" The Mark of Martialism roared. Then, he spread out his Divine Sense and frantically checked the miniature Divine Stele in Brolin's hand.
He had stayed in Paradise Lost for tens of thousands of years. He was accompanied by the Divine Stele every day and night. He was incomparably familiar with this divine item. Although the mark on the Divine Stele in Brolin's hand had been taken away, the unique charm and the aura that faintly towered above the heavens could not be wrong.
The Mark of Martialism was certain that the brick in his hand was really a Divine Stele!
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