The Return of the Martial Ancestor of Martial Arts

"call out!"

The demonic beast with wings on its sides crossed the defense line at lightning speed, leaving a mess on the ground and flying away, leaving mourners everywhere.

Yes, the dozen or so disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect are not dead.

Lin Dong was walking in a hurry just now and just struck a casual blow, but this was enough for them to suffer, and they all suffered heavy injuries.

"The powerful mysterious strongman is the great elder of my ancient sword sect who has achieved great success in Qi creation. The pressure he brings to me has never been so terrifying, right?"

Recalling the indifferent glance without any emotion when the mysterious strong man crossed the defense line just now, Liu Yuntian's body trembled violently.

When he looked at him, Liu Yuntian felt as if he was firmly locked by a peerless beast with a violent aura. If he dared to make the slightest move, he would be killed mercilessly.

Liu Yuntian had only experienced this bone-deep suffocation feeling once, when he mistakenly entered the depths of the mountains and faced the ancient dragon ape of the Creation Realm, the overlord of the ancient waste stream.

"Impossible? Is that mysterious strong man with a young appearance a strong man in the Creation Realm?"

Thinking of this, Liu Yuntian couldn't help but groan.

"A strong person in the Qi-making realm?"

"Bah, the Ancient Sword Sect is really just a fake. It's just good but useless."

In the forest, the three strong casual cultivators who had not gone far were watching with excitement.

Not only did he sigh with emotion, "A real man should be like this", he even had an impulse to replace him. This is the real strong man. Even the rubbish ancient sword sect will ignore him.

"Come on, hurry up. When the real strong men from the Ancient Sword Sect arrive, we will be in dire straits, and Chi Yu will be affected."

After calming down, the three of them looked at each other, turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

"Ahem, Mr. Deacon, what should we do?"

A disciple of Yuan Dan Realm’s Great Perfection stood up tremblingly.

"If a truly powerful person comes here, you must report it to Protector Iron. No, report it directly to the Third Elder. Hurry!"

Liu Yuntian, who still had a hint of shock on his face, roared in a low voice.

The ancient sword sect's annual hunting operation will seal off the entire ancient waste stream. The three strong Qi-creation realm experts in the sect take turns to take charge. This year, it happens to be the turn of the three elders to take charge.

"Yes, Lord Deacon."

The disciple in black immediately took out a signal bomb and fired it on the spot.

As the signal bomb took off, the entire ancient waste stream began to move, and a large, tightly woven net slowly closed inward.

"Who were those salty fish who dared to intercept you just now?"

"If I didn't look carefully, it seems to be the Ancient Sword Sect, a local force in the ancient waste stream. There are only three strong Qi-creating realms in the sect. If they don't understand, then kill them all."

"Hey, there seems to be a high-level elixir down there, silly tiger, come down quickly."

High in the sky, thunder pierced the sky, and there was a faint roar of thunder.

...

"Boom!"

The ground trembled violently, and the huge body of the blue demon python, whose strength was comparable to that of a strong person in the Formation Realm, fell to the ground with a crash, sending up streaks of smoke and dust.

"Well done, Xiaoyan."

Lin Dong gestured his thumb to the ferocious tiger beast that was stepping on the corpse of the demon python, and flew to the center of the lake, where a deep purple flower was quietly blooming.

"Roar!"

Xiaoyan, who had successfully hunted the demon python, responded proudly, then lowered his head, opened his bloody mouth and bit into the prey's head. There was a delicious demon crystal there.

"Ziyun Fruit, the harvest is pretty good."

Lin Dong took out the purple pearl-like bead from the bud and put it into a jade box specially designed for storing elixirs.

The seventh-grade high-level elixir Ziyun Fruit is an excellent holy product for healing. The elixir refined from it as the main material can reach at least 10,000 pure yuan pills.

"Boy, be careful, there are several strong men from a distance rushing here quickly."

Just as Lin Dong crossed the shore, a reminder rang in his ears.

"What kind of strong people are those trash from the Ancient Sword Sect?"

Lin Dong slowly put the jade box into the Qiankun bag and looked into the distance with a calm expression.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sound of turbulent breaking wind sounded, and three figures with strong aura quickly appeared in Lin Dong's sight.

One of them was Liu Yuntian, the deacon of the Ancient Sword Sect who intercepted Lin Dong, and the other was a strong man with a strong back and a strong back, and his aura was stronger than Liu Yuntian.

The person in the middle at the end is not only the leader, but also the strongest. He has reached the stage of Qi Creation Realm.

The old man in gray clothes with a gloomy face has a thin body, but the skin all over his body has a light golden color. He seems to have practiced a high-level body-refining martial arts.

After the three people landed, they immediately spread out in a triangle formation, vaguely blocking Lin Dong's possible escape route.

"Why do you want to break through the blockade of my ancient sword gate?"

The old man in gray clothes asked Lin Dong with a calm expression.

This person is Gu Yan, the third elder of the Ancient Sword Sect. After receiving Liu Yuntian's signal for help, he rushed over immediately. After all, he is the only strong man from the Ancient Sword Sect who can deal with a strong Qi-making realm here. Three elders.

"One is a minor accomplished at the Qi Creation Realm, one is a great master at the Form Creation Realm, and the other is a minor accomplished at the Shape Creation Realm. You really underestimated me. I thought all of you would come out to encircle and suppress me."

Lin Dong glanced at the three of them and shook his head in disappointment.

"Be arrogant, boy. The ancient ruined stream is the territory of our Ancient Sword Sect. Don't think that just because you are a Qi-creating realm expert, you can act arrogant here. Our Ancient Sword Sect has killed many Qi-creating realm experts so far."

Lin Dong's contemptuous attitude completely angered Gu Yan. This was a serious insult and provocation.

"The ancient waste stream is your territory? What about the ancient dragon ape hidden in the deepest part of the waste stream? Is it also a pet of your Ancient Sword Sect?"

Looking at the gray-clothed old man who lost his composure, Lin Dong pretended to be puzzled.

"You..."

Gu Yan, whose face turned green, was speechless when he heard this.

That peerless beast is a pet of the Ancient Sword Sect?

Gu Yan dare not brag about this. That ancient dragon ape can barely be considered an ancient alien species. It has a trace of dragon blood in its body. When it grows up, it can be on par with the Nirvana Realm strongmen of the human race.

In other words, the ancient dragon ape, whose current strength is only the small success of the fate realm, is still in its infancy. Because of the blood in its body, if it goes crazy, I am afraid that even the strong men of the great success of the fate realm may not be able to stop it.

The reason why the Ancient Sword Sect could live in peace with this fierce beast overlord was because there was a set of formations left by the ancestors in the sect, which, combined with the ancient sword, could barely rival the powerful people in the Creation Realm. That was all.

The two sides did not interfere with each other. If the ancient dragon ape was said to be the pet of the Ancient Sword Sect, I am afraid that the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect would die of laughter on the spot.

"Hmph, wait for me to capture you, and see if you can still be so sharp-tongued."

Knowing that he was not good at talking, Gu Yan simply kept silent and smiled sinisterly. A wave of Yuanli that was several times stronger than that of a powerful person in the Creation Realm suddenly emanated from his body at a rapid speed.