Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

The stone statue cracked open, and a middle-aged monk appeared in front of him. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Swish!

The next moment, he opened his eyes, and a dazzling luster flashed in his eyes.

"The years are so long, but someone has entered this place." The middle-aged cultivator was very surprised when he saw Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was very moved. He didn't expect the middle-aged monk to be "resurrected".

He seemed to see hope for survival.

Lin Feng said quickly, "The younger generation came from the mountain village where the Wu family is located, got the sheepskin scroll from the old patriarch, and entered here."

"So..." The middle-aged man nodded and asked, "Do you have a sword?".

"Have"!

Lin Feng quickly took out the Black Dragon Sword, the Spring and Autumn Sword, and the Wushang Sword. These are the three swords he got.

"Hey, you have collected a lot of good swords. It seems that there may be some fate in it."

The middle-aged man stood up, and his right hand pointed to Taishang Sword Tomb.

Click!

The box of the Taishang Sword Tomb was automatically separated, and a sword slot appeared in it.

Then, the three great swords buzzed, as if they had been summoned by the Taishang Sword Mound, they soared into the sky and flew towards the Taishang Sword Mound.

"Sword Returns".

The middle-aged monk let out a low voice, and the three swords quickly became smaller and flew into the sword slot of the Taishang Sword Tomb.

Then, the middle-aged cultivator swiped in the air with his right hand.

Swish!

The dazzling rays of light poured out, and the three swords flew out and slashed towards the front.

Keng...

The three swords seemed to collide with some terrifying existence, and the sound of gold and iron clashing came from the darkness.

The three swords revolved in mid-air,

Beheading one after another fierce and shattering attacks, confronted with unknown existences again and again.

"Senior, what is that?". Lin Feng asked with a solemn expression.

The middle-aged cultivator also had a solemn look between his eyebrows, he said, "This is a kind of creature that cannot be described."

The middle-aged cultivator seemed to be afraid of something, and did not tell Lin Feng what that existence was.

Lin Feng nodded, but did not continue to ask.

His gaze turned to the three swords, whether it was the Black Dragon Sword, the Wushang Sword, or the Spring and Autumn Sword, they were all peerless divine swords.

But now, the unknown existence has resisted the attack of the three divine swords. It is hard to imagine what a powerful creature that unknown existence is.

"The Supreme Control Sword Art, the sword is like a dragon"!

...

The middle-aged cultivator changed the magic formula with both hands, and suddenly, three swords were combined in the void.

A giant dragon phantom appeared faintly.

This is the dragon of sword intent formed after the combination of the three swords.

With the sound of the dragon's roar, the power of the three swords united and slashed towards the unknown terrifying existence.

Keng!

With the sound of a dull collision, the terrifying creature seemed to be shaken back.

"Walk……". The middle-aged monk grabbed Lin Feng and shot outside the cave.

The two rushed into the passage, and the three flying swords flew quickly.

"Grab the sword! The sword will take you out!".

The Black Dragon Sword flew out, and Lin Feng grabbed the hilt of the Black Dragon Sword.

Then the black dragon sword turned into a black lightning and rushed out quickly.

puff.

The next moment, half of the middle-aged monk's body was torn apart, but no blood flowed out, and the torn half of his body turned into a stone body.

"cut"!

The middle-aged cultivator gave a low voice, and he urged the Taishang Control Sword Art to activate the might of the Spring and Autumn Sword and the Wushang Sword.

The two swords slashed towards the dark void behind.

Keng.

With the clanging sound of collision, Mars shot in all directions.

The two treasures collided with something and made such a sound.

The middle-aged cultivator retreated while fighting. He suffered heavy injuries several times, his body was torn apart, and most of his body was turned into a stone body, and it was tattered.

But in the end, he finally rushed out of the cave.

The unknown existence chased out of the cave finally shrank back.

"Senior, your body...".

After seeing the broken body of the middle-aged cultivator, Lin Feng's complexion suddenly changed greatly.

"Don't worry about me, this place shouldn't stay for a long time, let's leave quickly."

The middle-aged cultivator looked at Lin Feng solemnly and said, "Wait a minute, no matter what happens, don't look back, just run out, run as fast as you can, do you hear it?".

Hearing the words of the middle-aged monk, Lin Feng's heart suddenly trembled.

Because he had a premonition of something bad.

"I know". Lin Feng bit his lip and nodded solemnly.

He is powerless to change these, the only thing he can do is to listen to the words of the middle-aged monk.

"Whoosh...".

The middle-aged monk wrapped Lin Feng and rushed out of the poisonous valley.

The black mist shrouded, and the terrifying creature hidden in the black mist that had been guarding outside attacked the middle-aged cultivator and Lin Feng first.

"Take Taishang Jianzhong and leave quickly."

...

The middle-aged monk sent Lin Feng out for thousands of meters.

He killed the terrifying creature.

Lin Feng held Taishang Jianzhong in his arms and ran frantically towards the outside.

"Tai Shang Jian Tomb belongs to the Immortal Evil Mountain of the Dead Jedi."

"Despicable creature, you have already become a slave of Xianxie Mountain, and you dare to let people take away the things of Xianxie Mountain, you are destined to perish forever."

...

In the depths of Xianxie Mountain, nine black mists surged out.

There seems to be a terrifying existence hidden in every black mist.

"Zhutian Mountains and Rivers"!

The middle-aged cultivator roared, repelling the terrifying creatures who fought with him with one palm, and then evolved into a world of mountains and rivers to resist the creatures rushing out of Xianxie Mountain.

However, there was still a magic fog that broke through the line of defense and chased after Lin Feng.

rumbling...

The bans in Xianxie Mountain were resurrected, and the thick bans rushed towards Lin Feng.

Every prohibition can easily kill the powerhouse of the ancient giant level.

Lin Feng opened the eyes of the Heavenly Demon and Snake, and at the same time displayed the secret technique recorded by the Heavenly Master Tao. The two abilities were combined to predict and avoid all kinds of forbidden attacks in advance.

Time and time again, he dodged the forbidden attack in a dangerous and dangerous way.

The terrifying aura coming from behind made Lin Feng terrified. He knew that there must be something terrifying chasing after him, but Lin Feng did not dare to turn his head to look.

Suddenly, a magic hand emerged from the black mist and grabbed Lin Feng.

Suddenly, Lin Feng felt that his body could not move.

"boom……".

The body of the middle-aged cultivator exploded directly, shaking the terrifying creatures he blocked, and then a mass of source energy flew out, slamming into the mass of demonic energy chasing Lin Feng.

The existence in that group of demonic energy was also knocked out.

Lin Feng's body resumed action, and he quickly rushed out of the dead Jedi Xianxie Mountain.

Lin Feng turned his head to look at Xianxie Mountain, and saw a lot of light and shadow, and the middle-aged man's body was gradually turning into light rain and gradually dissipating.

'senior……'. Lin Feng shed tears and felt grief in his heart.

"Don't be sad, my life has passed away long ago, and my soul was imprisoned in the Xianxie Mountain, enslaved forever, and now, I can send the Taishang Sword Tomb out of the Xianxie Mountain, My body and spirit are all gone, and it’s worth it.”

The words fell, and the middle-aged monk's body completely dissipated.

In the sky, there is a shower of stars.

The sound of weeping could be heard faintly, and it seemed that the flowers and trees in this forest were all mourning for the death of the middle-aged monk.