Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

Romance Chinese Network

"It's the ancestor! The ancestor has appeared...".

The Shinto Dome couldn't help roaring excitedly.

The ancestor of the ten thousand clans, the five strong men who have survived in the ancient times.

They are characters from an era that existed in the Demon Palace of Despair.

How powerful they are, no one knows.

"Hey, I never thought that this era can still meet people of the same era!"

A cold voice came from the palace of despair.

"Yes! There are not many people in our era!"

The ancestor of the Wanzu, who opened his eyes, said aloud, and then grabbed the big hand across the endless starry sky world, and directly grabbed the top arrogance of Wanzu, foreign races, and other foreign forces.

Only Lin Feng was ignored.

This existence should not know Lin Feng. It is estimated that Lin Feng is a human monk, so there is no plan to rescue Lin Feng.

"It's fantastic to want to save these people from me!"

The voice of the ancient powerhouse in the Demon Palace of Despair was icy cold, revealing an incomparably cold killing intent, only to see a huge magic hand condensed in the void.

The huge demonic hand clapped towards the big hand protruding from the ancestors of all races.

"I woke up from a deep sleep. This is my first shot! After the ancient times, I rarely do anything with others, so I just try your means!"

This ancestor of all races said indifferently.

boom!

next moment.

The two huge palms collided together, making a violent crash that shook the sky.

After all, the ancestor of the ten thousand clans was a palm shot from an endless distance, so he fell behind.

But before it collapsed, that palm grabbed the demon girl beside the Son of the Demon Emperor.

It disappeared quickly.

In the starry sky world that appeared, the five ancient figures at the end of the starry sky also disappeared.

"No, why is that?".

"We don't want to die!"

"Ancestor, save us!".

The rest of the people are almost collapsed.

They saw hope.

But in the blink of an eye.

Hope turns into deep despair, anyone who experiences such ups and downs.

will feel deep despair.

In the end, the remaining eleven people were swallowed up into the Devil's Palace of Despair.

Inside the magic palace, there was a huge stone bed, and a cultivator who looked like a middle-aged man lay on his side and looked at Lin Feng and others on the stone bed.

This person must be the existence of the ancient times.

"You people are worse than the others. They escaped, but you were left behind!"

This terrifying existence walked down from the stone bed.

At this time, everyone saw a terrifying scene. The head and body of this existence were actually separated.

Although there is divine light intertwined at the neck.

But it was difficult to hide the scar on the head that was beheaded.

"you you you……".

Everyone looked at this terrifying powerhouse of the ancient times in surprise.

What happened in the past.

Who cut off his head?

The head was beheaded for such a long time.

It's incredible that this being is still alive.

How did he do that?

A strong man who has experienced the First World War.

It's really unusual.

Powerful means.

Hard to imagine.

"Are you surprised?" the ancient powerhouse asked with a faint smile.

Lin Feng and the others did not speak.

All looked at this ancient powerhouse with a wary expression.

This ancient powerhouse came to a monk of all races.

"Forgive your life, senior please spare me, the junior is willing to do anything for the senior!"

The cultivator of all races hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the ancient powerhouse.

"In the past ten thousand clans did have many powerful characters, but in your era, has the bloodiness disappeared? It's a shame!"

This ancient powerhouse stretched out his right hand,

Then he grabbed the head of the cultivator of all races who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

"what……".

The cultivator of all races let out a shrill cry, and everyone saw that the cultivator of all races began to shrink rapidly.

"boom……".

It was accompanied by a violent explosion.

The cultivator's body exploded directly.

The flesh and blood essence turned into a blood-colored light ball and was swallowed by this ancient powerhouse.

"Not bad, not bad, bloodline strength is not bad"!

This ancient powerhouse laughed sinisterly.

After seeing this scene, everyone had a creepy feeling.

Wouldn't this ancient powerhouse want to devour them all?

If so, it would be catastrophic.

"As long as the seniors can spare us, we are willing to do anything for the seniors!"

A famous monk knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

But there were also a few people who, although their expressions were extremely gloomy, did not choose to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Because this ancient powerhouse has already moved to kill.

I don't care about anyone's begging for mercy

Even begging for mercy is useless.

In the end it is still a dead end.

In this case, there is no need to ask for mercy from this person.

"A spineless thing...".

This ancient powerhouse looked indifferent, and grabbed the head of the second monk with a big hand.

Soon, the body of the second cultivator also exploded.

Then this ancient powerhouse devoured the flesh and blood of the second monk.

"Escape...".

The rest of the people got up and fled outside when they saw that begging for mercy was useless.

"It's ridiculous that a group of ants also want to escape!"

This ancient powerhouse waved his sleeve robe.

bang bang bang...

Then a famous monk's body exploded directly and died tragically on the spot.

Then this ancient powerhouse suddenly sucked.

Immediately.

Everyone's flesh and blood was devoured by this ancient powerhouse.

This ancient powerhouse is really a peerless and terrifying existence, which makes everyone feel a deep despair.

The last few people left, in addition to Lin Feng, were Xing Yuchen, Yue Lingxin, and Shen Dao Qiong.

"The four of you are still a bit strong, and your bloodline seems to be much stronger than those of the previous ones!"

The sullen eyes of this ancient powerhouse looked at the four of them.

In the end, his eyes were fixed on Lin Feng.

"Especially your bloodline!! Different!"

He reached out and grabbed Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was horrified and wanted to struggle, but it was difficult to struggle. It was impossible to imagine what the cultivation base of this ancient powerhouse was, and it was so terrifying that it could not be confronted.

Seeing that this ancient powerhouse is about to catch Lin Feng in general.

But at this moment, the ancient powerhouse stopped.

His cold eyes looked in the direction of the gate of the Devil's Palace of Despair.

"Who are you?".

The ancient powerhouse said with a cold expression.

Seeing this ancient powerhouse stopped.

No longer continue to deal with their liking.

Lin Feng couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Then he also looked towards the gate of the palace.

His eyes narrowed suddenly.

The magic fog rolled around the entrance of the palace.

A corpse-like figure carrying his hands on his back.

I don't know when it appeared here.

He stood at the gate of the palace, Gu Jing Wubo looked at everything that happened in the palace.

Like an eternal statue.