The ancestor of the Wang family punched out, and his powerful body burst out with astonishing power. Wang Lin quickly clasped his arms in front of his chest to block it.
With a bang, he was knocked back more than twenty meters, and the soles of his shoes rubbed a black mark on the ring.
"Ancestor!"
Wang Lin looked bitter. It was obvious that the other party had not only cut off his connection with his ancestor, but also successfully controlled his ancestor and became the new master.
"Damn it, these days not only are there people robbing wealth and sex, but they are also robbing the remains of our ancestors!"
Wang Lin felt miserable!
This time, he came all the way from the Shura Domain to the Great Wilderness to attend the Heavenly Dao Conference, in order to find some treasures or inheritance in the remains of Taoist Lord Youyan.
And his strongest thing, the thing that gives him the greatest self-confidence, is the ancestor of the Wang family.
At the beginning, he had to endure the huge pressure from his family and worked hard to steal his ancestor out.
Now it's okay, someone robbed me in the first round of melee in the ring.
"People outside say that all of us in the Asura Domain are extremely evil-minded, but it seems that is not the case now!"
Wang Lin was almost furious. He knew that it was basically impossible for him to regain control of his ancestor.
According to the arena rules of the Tiandao Conference, although magic weapons and spiritual weapons can be used, if they are robbed after being sacrificed midway, the elder in charge will not care.
Gu Zuo looked at Wang Lin with a smile.
Although it is somewhat immoral to rob other people's ancestors.
However, there are intrigues in the spiritual world. If you have the ability to take away such a powerful corpse, how can you let it go?
Anyway, as a half-human being, Gu Zuo would not let it go.
"My little brother, I am weak. If I want to qualify in the Tiandao Conference, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it on my own. Fortunately, Brother Wang was righteous and dug out his ancestors from their graves at the critical moment and lent them to me as bodyguards. I will accept this kindness!
"
Gu Zuo spoke slowly.
This is the end!
Just one word: cheap!
The spiritual cultivators who were watching couldn't stand it anymore, and they were shouting that they wanted to do justice for heaven and take revenge on Gu Zuoxia for poisoning him.
But unfortunately, there were a lot of people clamoring, but no one really dared to go up!
Everyone has seen the power of the ancestors of the Wang family before. Can any of you here dare to guarantee that you can defeat the opponent reliably?
Wang Lin was so angry that he almost spit out two mouthfuls of blood from his heart.
However, realizing that the current situation was not good, he still chose to suppress his emotions.
He persuaded me with good words:
"Brother, you can lend me the Wang family's ancestor, but can you exchange it back after you use it?"
Wang Lin forced a smile, which was extremely funny.
There is no way, he doesn't have corpse Gu on his body now. Even if he is lucky enough to punch Gu Zuo to death while he is not paying attention, he will not be able to control his ancestor again. By then, I am afraid there will be more people fighting for his ancestor.
"Otherwise, when the arena is over, I will give you 14,000 grade spiritual stones. How about you return your ancestors to me?"
Wang Lin still negotiated and offered a good price.
However, at this stage, Gu Zuo was not interested in spirit stones. He shook his head: "These are your ancestors, brothers and sisters whose blood is thicker than water. You have to... pay more!"
Price?
Wang Lin was not angry because Gu Zuo asked for a price. Instead, he felt happy because he saw hope.
At least the other party is greedy, and he has a chance to get his ancestor back in the form of a transaction.
"How much more?"
Wang Lin asked tentatively.
Gu Zuo was not in a hurry to answer. He looked around and finally fixed his gaze on the disciples of the Tianling Sect not far away.
The costumes of the disciples of the Tianling Sect were easier to identify. Although Zhou Yi was not among them, Gu Zuo could still recognize the identities of these people at a glance.
Taking a closer look, there are six people standing in a group back to back, mainly defending. They probably want to be the first 1,000 in the melee in the arena to qualify for appearance.
"We will negotiate the price later, but first hammer down those six guys."
Gu Zuo pointed his finger casually, and the expressions of several Tianling Sect disciples suddenly turned gloomy.
"You, you, you are such a bastard!"
One Tianling Sect disciple gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.
He will not say that he has no grievances or enmities with the other party, so why should he target himself?
Assuming that Lu Yixuan was not present in the sixth arena, these Tianling Sect disciples would immediately choose to attack Gu Zuo.
The reason is very simple, Tianling Sect and Qiongling Sect are mortal enemies.
Just like the little soldiers of the blue and red sides, they fight when they go online. They have no grudges and grudges, they just fight for their own forces.
Wang Lin focused his gaze on the disciples of the Tianling Sect, and after briefly assessing the opponent's combat effectiveness with his naked eyes, he nodded.
"Easy to say!"
He readily agreed and stomped towards the position of the Tianling Sect disciples. His Fist Intention Shura combined with the Eight Gate Dunjia was like a bulldozer, clearing the target in minutes.
Wang Lin clapped his hands: "Let's talk about it now. This is the ancestor of my Wang family. If you can return it to me, I will be very grateful."
Gu Zuo smiled and did not answer in a hurry.
Still grateful?
If I hadn't taken the initiative, I'm afraid you'd be the first one to rush up and try to fuck us!
"First make sure I get into the top 1,000 in this arena, and then come to me to discuss the price later."
Gu Zuo should use his own advantages.
Wang Lin is a rare fighter and must make a fuss about his opponent.
This article will be huge!
now;
Wang Lin was speechless and could only nod helplessly.
He even felt in his heart that there was a high probability that he would be deceived, but this was the only glimmer of hope at the moment, which was to let Gu Zuowang use his ancestors to trade spiritual stones with him.
Wang Lin walked up to Gu Zuo and looked around, eyes wide open with anger, looking like a ferocious door god.
Gu Zuo had the ancestors of the Wang family by his side, so he was not afraid of sneak attacks.
What's more, my true strength is far stronger than what I show so far.
Even if he were to fight Wang Lin at close range, Gu Zuo, who possesses the Overlord Body Art, would not necessarily defeat his opponent.
For a moment, Gu Zu was like 'Green Dragon on the left, White Tiger on the right', and no one in the entire No. 6 arena dared to touch him.
Not far away, Lu Yixuan looked at his junior brother with a shocked expression on his face.
It turned out that his junior brother asked him to hold Wang Lin back in order to rob the other party’s ancestor!
Although he didn't know what method Gu Zuo used to gain the restraint power of the ancestors of the Wang family, he had to say that this method of fishing in troubled waters and making false claims to the east was really good!
"This person is your junior brother, right? What a trick!"
A female disciple from Linglong Palace walked up to Lu Yixuan. Her name was Lan Xinxin. She was at the peak of Burning Star cultivation. She was one of the few people in Linglong Palace who was immune to handsome guys like Lu Yixuan.
Lu Yixuan nodded and said with some pride:
"That's right, this is a close disciple of our Qiongling Sect's Yinzhu Peak, and he is also my junior brother!"
…
As time passed, the melee in the arena gradually came to an end.
The No. 6 arena where Gu Zuo is located has also completed the basic elimination, and the remaining 1,000 people have received a special talisman issued by Mo Yan. This is the admission ticket to participate in the second game of the Tiandao Conference.
"What, brother, my eldest brother, my biological brother!"
"My ancestor, when will you return it to me?"
Wang Lin winked, just scratched his head and made a gesture.
Gu Zuo looked indifferent and made his own conditions:
"After the fight for the remains of Taoist Lord Youyan is over, take me to the Shura Realm. After I get the two skills of Fist Shura and Eight Gate Dunjia, I will give them to you together with the Bone King in your ancestor's body."