On the Qingtian Peak.

Zong Ze's fusion of the Overlord's Mark has come to an end.

I saw that the murderous power that was originally attracted by the sea had now been completely absorbed into his body.

Every inch of muscle and every drop of blood in the body is filled with the power of a hegemon.

Seeing Zong Ze is like seeing the cruelty and slaughter of war.

Around him, there were sounds of swords clashing and soldiers fighting.

It's as if an ancient battlefield has reappeared on earth.

The whole body is as crystal clear as jade.

Although naked, there is no sense of abruptness at all.

Strong and toned.

Every inch of muscle in the body contains powerful strength.

It seems to have merged into this world, in natural harmony.

"boom!"

He suddenly retracted his arms, which were originally open.

The Overlord mark on his right arm suddenly lit up.

A red light burst out that was a million times stronger than before.

It was as if a blood moon rose in the sky.

The Overlord's mark has been completely integrated!

Now, it can be called the Overlord's Body.

A moment.

The entire Nanyang Prefecture was illuminated red by this light.

All the powerful cultivators vaguely felt this fluctuation.

They all soared into the sky and looked towards the direction of the Million Immortal Mountains.

Countless scenes of killing on ancient battlefields appeared in the minds of countless people, and they were almost going crazy.

"In the Millions of Immortal Mountains, there are amazing creations and overlords are born!"

"Pass on my decree and establish the sect rules. All elders and disciples are strictly prohibited from entering the Million Immortal Mountains from now on. Otherwise, life or death will be in jeopardy!"

The outside world was shocked, and all the strong people were very wary of the Million Immortal Mountains.

At this time, in Qingtian Peak, the strange phenomenon on Zong Ze's body had gradually dissipated.

Slowly falling from the sky.

Zong Shen waved his hand.

A plain white long gown appeared on his body.

"Really? Even the ancient Overlord didn't run naked."

Zong Ze's body kept crackling.

After removing his hair and cleansing his marrow, he was infused with the spiritual power of heaven and earth and the power of killing.

His cultivation level began to soar.

He actually advanced three levels in a row and reached the seventh level of the Dharma Realm, the realm of flying in the clouds.

The spiritual power in his body became more refined, enough to support his body and fly in the clouds.

Plus the blessing of the overlord's mark.

Even if he is unarmed now, he can still easily deal with the joint attack of Lin Chen and three members of the Huangsha tribe.

If you hold the broken sword of Pojun.

Within three moves, the three Huangsha warriors will be killed in the Golden Pagoda Temple.

As for Lin Chen, it depends on how many inherited treasures of the ancient desert god he has obtained.

As soon as he landed, he took a few steps forward and came in front of Zong Shen.

He knelt on the ground immediately.

The Overlord's head was buried deep in the ground.

"Your descendants, Zong Ze, thank you for your great kindness in giving us a new life."

"The ancestor's grace is beyond the reach of our descendants, even if they die!"

Zong Shen nodded.

"Get up, child."

As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed as if an invisible force appeared under Zong Ze.

Zong Ze only felt that his body was out of control, and was lifted up by this force before he could react.

"What he says is what he preaches. The ancestor is truly like a god!"

He was secretly shocked.

Zong Shen looked at the grandfather and grandson, and didn't dare to move like a little quail.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Don't be so reserved. Come, sit down."

"Zong Ze, go to the wooden house on the mountainside and bring a jar of wine."

Zong Shen gave the order casually.

"Okay, ancestor."

"I once saw a general serve wine in the army and learned the art of pouring military wine. It's quite magical. I'll have to serve you some wine later, Old Ancestor!"

He smiled happily.

While feeling the various changes brought about by the overlord's body, he also comprehended the endless military will contained in the Dao traces.

The whole person feels like a fairy.

He walked briskly along the cliff path towards the mountainside.

See him walk away.

Zong Shen raised his head and looked at Zong Qiming who was still standing there and had not sat down.

"Qiming, why don't you sit down?"

"thump!"

But he saw Zong Qiming kneeling directly on the ground.

"Ancestor, Qiming is guilty and dares not sit down!"

"Qiming has repeatedly violated our ancestral teachings and repeatedly come to Qingtian Peak to disturb your quiet cultivation. He deserves death!"

"Please punish me, Old Ancestor, otherwise Qiming will feel uneasy!"

He lowered his head.

The words were extremely serious.

Zong Shen stretched out his hand and gently brushed it across the stone table.

"Well, according to the rules I left behind, you do deserve to be punished."

"In that case, I will punish you by making you dig out your own ribs."

He said in a flat tone.

Upon hearing this, Zong Qiming kowtowed again.

"Thank you for your grace, ancestor!"

"Qiming accepts the punishment!"

Without saying a word, he immediately circulated his magic power in his hands.

The next moment, his hands were inserted directly into his ribs.

With a slight shake of his wrist, he broke open the chest and took out two ribs.

His body collapsed instantly.

In an instant, spiritual power turned into spiritual bones to support its chest again.

Fortunately, the ribs are not where his foundation is.

Otherwise, this will damage the origin.

A huge black hole appeared on his chest.

His ribs were dug raw, and even though he had practiced for many years and his mind was as hard as a rock, he couldn't help but tremble a few times.

Zong Shen was not moved at all.

"Okay, come and sit down."

He waved his hand.

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