Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

"What era is this?". The man couldn't help muttering to himself.

No one knows his identity.

only know.

The man's breath was extremely terrifying, his body slowly lifted into the air, and the void around him was twisting.

Whoosh whoosh.

Figures one after another quickly flew from a distance.

Many people have a strong breath.

This is a monk from a major overseas power.

Some big forces, aware of the movement here, opened the gate of time and space, and sent the strong within the clan, wanting to see what amazing opportunities have appeared here.

They didn't see the chance, but they saw this monk suspended in the void. Could it be that the chance was taken by this person?

If so, let him spit out all the opportunities.

These forces are naturally full of self-confidence. How many of them are there?

The person in front of him was just one person.

Even if the strength is quite good, but compared with them, it is definitely far from them.

"What did you get? How about taking it out and sharing it with me?". An old man said with an expressionless face.

Many people know that old man. He is the Great Elder of the West Heaven Sect in the West Sea World. It is said that he has the opportunity to break through the realm of preparing for the Creator. He is one of the true powers of the West Sea World. Generally, this Great Elder rarely comes out to walk around. But now, for the opportunity here, he actually came out and walked around in person.

Many people couldn't help but move slightly. Could it be that this Great Elder, himself, knows what kind of opportunities are hidden in this place?

It's just because [pencil novel www.qbxs.vip] didn't grasp the opportunity to come here to collect the opportunity before, so he didn't do it, but was looking for the right time.

But who would have thought that he hasn't waited for him to take action? The chance here has already been taken by others? It's definitely not a taste in my heart.

If this is the case, then it is quite interesting, indicating that they have come to the right place this time, and the opportunity here can make this elder's heart flutter? For them? Naturally, it is an opportunity to seize.

But the mysterious cultivator ignored the Great Elder of the Western Heaven Sect. He was thinking about one thing? Who is he?

That's right!

He even forgot who he was.

For a person, not knowing where he is is nothing.

But if you don't even know who you are? That's a very sad thing.

"Who am I?", he couldn't help asking himself, the expression on his face was very ugly.

"Boy? Are you pretending to be crazy?" Some people sneered? Thinking that the mysterious monk did this on purpose? Wanting to get away with it? Then run away from here.

Just a little trick.

How can everyone be deceived?

But to the cold words of these people, this mysterious monk? Still deaf? He is still frowning and pondering his identity? His origin? No matter how he thinks? He has no memory of this, which makes him extremely Annoyed? A tyrannical emotion began to rise in the inner world.

"Boy? Didn't you hear what you said? Do you want to die?" the monks said coldly.

Seeing this mysterious cultivator ignore them so much? Naturally, he was also a little angry.

"By you rabble?". The mysterious cultivator looked at the group of people around him with a sarcastic expression on the corner of his mouth.

mob?

Everyone couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. Among them, there are many powerful people, and now they are called by the other party with words like rabble. This is something they didn't expect, and they can't tolerate it.

"Who is the rabble?".

"Crazy, so rampant, don't give him some color, do you really think I'm an easy-going person?".

"Although this person has a mysterious origin, he is only one person. Even if his strength is good, he will not be able to make waves in my hands.

Then go get this guy! ".

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The monks quickly came to an agreement.

Regarding the attitude of these cultivators, the mysterious cultivator had an indifferent expression, as if he had not heard any words, as if he was not worried at all about his situation.

At this time, a group of strong men took action one after another. Various magical attacks were condensed. In addition to the magical attacks, some people sacrificed their powerful magic weapons to deal with this mysterious man with magic weapons. monk.

The destructive force formed by the attacks of so many people is unimaginable.

These attacks turned into rolling torrents, drowning towards the monk.

Many people looked at this cultivator indifferently. In their opinion, facing such a violent and terrifying attack, this cultivator would be seriously injured even if he didn't die?

"Certainly!". But at this moment, the monk suddenly spoke.

His voice was indifferent, stern, without any trace of emotion, giving people a kind of coldness that originated from the soul. After his voice fell, things that could happen suddenly happened, only to see all kinds of terrorist attacks, It was all set in the void.

All the attacks did not cause any threat to this mysterious monk.

"This..." When the powerhouses of the major forces in the West Sea saw this scene, their expressions suddenly changed. Powerhouses at their level were well-informed, but they had never seen it before, and they stopped so many people from attacking with a single word. means.

But these people know that the power of the person in front of them seems to be beyond their imagination.

Don't stay here for long.

"withdraw!". The leaders of many forces said in a deep voice.

These people are going to leave.

But at this time, the mysterious cultivator said, "Am I letting you go?".

His voice fell, and an extremely terrifying aura filled the void, and this aura formed an extremely powerful oppression on many people.

Many people's bodies are shaking violently, and they feel that they are like an ant in front of the man in front of them. How bad is this feeling.

They hate that they have such thoughts and feelings, but they can't control their bodies, their thoughts, and even the great elders of the Western Heaven Sect who have the opportunity to enter the realm of quasi-creators, have a kind of fearful thought. Come.

He felt that the mysterious cultivator in front of him was like a mortal who looked up to a fairy god.

It is hard to imagine how powerful the opponent must be to be able to form such a terrifying spiritual suppression against a powerhouse of his level.

"Forgive your life, spare your life!" The Great Elder of the Western Heaven Sect said in a trembling voice.

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