Supreme Martial God Technique

"Welcome ancestor!"

Three respectful voices sounded at the same time.

Although Zhuo Yan and the others had never seen the ancestor of the Yanyang Sect, nor had they ever heard anything about him.

But that kind of thing contained in the bones and inheritance cannot be changed.

With just a laugh, they could tell the difference immediately.

This is their ancestor.

It's their ancestor who's back.

Sure enough, after a moment, in the direction of the smile, bursts of bright holy light bloomed like Taoist rhyme.

Within the holy light, a figure gradually appeared.

This man was dressed in white, but he didn't look like an old man, but looked like a middle-aged man.

Moreover, it is not a real person. It can be seen that this is just an energy clone.

But this person's appearance is completely consistent with the appearance of the ancestor described in the Yanyang Sect's ancient books.

In this way, the three people of Zhuoyan are even more certain that this is definitely their ancestor.

"Congratulations to our ancestors for coming back!"

The three of them greeted and saluted again.

"No need, get up. This trip is just for this little guy who has mastered my gun condensation technique. You don't need to show off!"

The ancestor waved his hands lightly and said.

"yes!"

Zhuo Yan and the other three stood up in response, stood there and stopped talking.

At this moment, Wu Yun was still awake. Like the artillery gun condensed in front of him, the two were suspended and motionless.

Under the golden light, it was impossible to tell what state Wu Yun was in.

But after waiting for a while, the ancestor suddenly said to himself: "The little guy has encountered some problems, let me help you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestor raised his arm and waved.

In an instant, I saw streaks of colorful light falling from the sky like waterfalls and falling on Wu Yun.

Almost at the same time, the giant pillar of inheritance trembled suddenly after the power of the nine pillars was unified.

Incomparably bright light spread down like a curtain of light, shrouding Wu Yun in front of him.

Wu Yun's cultivation and the bombardment gun remained unchanged.

But inside Wu Yun's body, mysterious lights suddenly bloomed.

These mysterious lights seem to be condensing into something, but every time they are about to condense, something is always missing.

It's always a little bit off.

Even though the ancestor has tried many times, he still can't improve this shortcoming.

"what happened?"

At this time, even the ancestor of the Yanyang Clan who left the legacy could not understand.

The inheritance was left behind by him, and he knew very well what power it contained.

It can be said that it is easy for whoever he wants to understand and whoever he wants to give the ability in this pillar of inheritance.

But in Wu Yun's case, there happened to be a problem of inability to condense.

In terms of talent, Wu Yun has absolutely no problem.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to comprehend the firearms condensation technique in advance.

But since there is no problem with talent, but it cannot be condensed...

Soon, a look of surprise flashed across the ancestor's eyebrows.

He saw Wu Yun's problem.

"The martial arts is damaged? Was it built by force?"

"What a great method, no wonder I can't gather the power of my inheritance!"

Whispering in a low voice, the ancestor tried to help Wu Yun repair the damaged martial arts.

But just as he was about to take action, he stopped again.

Because he was not sure.

In other words, if he wants to help Wu Yun repair his damaged martial arts, not only will the possibility of success be very low, but he himself will also pay a huge price.

Some gain outweighs the loss.

And he could see that since Wu Yun could forcibly build a damaged martial arts for temporary use, he must know how to completely repair it.

In this way, he did not take action again.

The power of inheritance remained in Wu Yun's body. With a wave of his arm, the light dispersed.

In the air, the huge light pillar condensed by the power of the nine pillars also slowly dispersed.

Originally, the power of his inheritance was hidden in this pillar of light, which was also an extremely powerful attack method.

But Wu Yun couldn't condense it, so it was useless. He could only stay in Wu Yun's body, and he could realize the condensation on his own later!

Everything dispersed and calm returned. Only the holy light of Tao Yun around the ancestor was still there.

Bo, bo!

Two sounds rang out, and Wu Yun broke through two realms in a row.

From the third level of super saint, breakthrough to the fourth level of super saint.

Such a breakthrough is not particularly surprising. The inheritance of two energy pillars and the improvement of two levels of cultivation can only be said to be quite satisfactory.

And that artillery gun, Wu Yun's gun condensation technique, has also been completely mastered.

After adjusting his breath for a moment and stabilizing his cultivation, Wu Yun slowly opened his eyes.

The artillery gun in front of him has also disappeared and merged into his body.

It was only at this moment that Wu Yun realized that in addition to the three Zhuo Yans, there was an outsider.

Looking up, he saw the man floating in the bright holy light.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes. In fact, he could already guess the identity of this person.

But he wasn't sure, so he glanced at Zhuo Yan and the others subconsciously.

From the respectful gazes of Zhuo Yan and the others, Wu Yun immediately confirmed that he had guessed correctly. This was the person he was thinking of.

"Junior Wu Yun has met the ancestor of Yanyang Clan!"

He stood up and bowed respectfully.

Although it has nothing to do with it, at any rate, I have gained someone else's inheritance, so a courtesy is not excessive at all.