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"Swoosh!"

A thunderbolt suddenly cut through the darkness and went straight to the sky.

On top of the tall city walls, three figures stood quietly and watched the thunder mane leave.

"Let's go, little brother Lin Dong he is destined to be a giant dragon soaring in the sky, we can only look up to him." Jiang Lei slowly withdrew his gaze and patted his eldest daughter's shoulder with some interest.

Hearing this, Liren, who had been holding back her emotions, finally couldn't hold back, and two lines of tears quickly slid down her delicate cheeks.

"Sister, what are you crying for? I made a promise with big brother, he said he would definitely come back to see us."

Yin Yin's small hand pulled at her tearful sister, somewhat unsure.

"It's nothing, sister is happy."

Jiang Xue quickly wiped away the tears at the corner of her mouth and said with a smile on her face.

"Jiang Yin Yin, the Lord of Life and Death, we will meet again ..."

Far away in the sky, the figure standing with his hands on the back of the tiger beast was murmuring something in a low voice.

...

This is a rather ancient huge mountain range, like a huge dragon like quietly creeping on the earth, the mountain range is hidden in a fierce abnormal breath, vaguely revealing a special flavor.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of hidden demonic beasts of the Third Realm of Creation within the Ancient Waste Stream, so we can start a large-scale hunt here to improve your and Xiao Yan's strength."

On top of a towering mountain peak, Lin Dong withdrew his inquiring gaze.

There was no waste in hunting a fierce beast of the Third Realm of Creation, with Little Yan devouring demon crystals and flesh, and Little Mink extracting demon spirits.

"Hey hey, let's hurry up and go in, I can't wait."

Little Sable's gaze was fixed on the deepest part of the mountain range, where there was a rather violent and domineering aura, and he knew that it must be that hybrid bastard.

"Xiao Yan, let's go."

Lin Dong's body flashed and swept onto Xiao Yan's tiger back.

"Roar!"

Little Yan, who had finished resting, gave a low growl and once again carried a man and a marten with great vigor deep into the mountain range.

At the entrance of the dense forest road, on the outskirts of the ancient waste stream.

A dozen figures in uniform clothing stood with swords, completely blocking the road behind them, their sleeves all embroidered with an ancient sword pattern.

The Ancient Sword Sect, the most powerful force in the Ancient Waste Stream, had three Qi Creation Realm powerhouses suppressing the bottom of the Ancient Sword Sect, and these were the powerful people of the Ancient Sword Sect.

"Damn, what makes you people of the Ancient Sword Sect so domineering? This Ancient Waste Stream is not unique to your family, why don't you let us in?!"

The three Yuan Dan realm powerhouses were confronting the people from the Ancient Sword Sect from a distance.

"Humph, not convinced? Then kill them all. Let me tell you, this is our Ancient Sword Sect's annual hunting operation, no one is allowed to trespass during the operation, in the Ancient Waste Stream our Ancient Sword Sect is the rule."

A dozen Ancient Sword Sect strongmen came out of a middle-aged man in green, age about forty years old, lean face, holding a long sword, arrogant face, is clearly a Formation Realm small into a strong man.

"You guys ..."

The three casual martial artists looked at each other with ironic faces.

"Swish swish swish!"

Seemingly to echo the middle-aged man in green, a group of Ancient Sword Sect disciples drew out the long swords in their hands in unison, and a cold light blazed.

"A good man won't eat the loss in front of him, let's go."

The scattered martial artists did not have the courage to make a move after all, and after muttering a few words in a low voice, they only had to turn around and leave reluctantly.

First of all, not to mention their three Yuan Dan realm strong, and these dozens of Ancient Sword Sect's strongman clash does not have a half chance of winning, even if they barely rush in, the Ancient Sword Sect's subsequent retaliation they can not afford.

The Ancient Sword Sect's Grand Elder is a Qi Creation Realm powerhouse, and is the undisputed strongest person in the Ancient Waste Stream.

"Snort, a bunch of trash."

Looking at the three distant backs, the green-clothed middle-aged man coldly snorted in disdain.

He was Liu Yuntian, a deacon of the Ancient Sword Sect, a Form Creation Realm Minor Achievement powerhouse, and he had every confidence to do so.

"Swoosh!"

Just when Liu Yuntian was secretly complacent, a thunderous mane suddenly crossed above the dense forest, faintly accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder whistling, extremely fast, in an instant, it had already passed through most of the green sea.

With the strong eyesight of the form-making realm, Liu Yuntian could faintly see that the center of the thunderclap was a flying demon beast with a pair of thunder wings on its back, and there seemed to be an imposing figure standing with his hands.

"Hmph, look, here comes another one who doesn't know any better, everyone pay attention."

It was the spirited Liu Yuntian twisted his head and instructed, then raised his voice and shouted: "The person in front of you please stop quickly, the ancient sword door is here to do business, no one is allowed to trespass."

He Liu Yuntian is not unaware of the good and bad of the stupid, know first courtesy after the truth, in case if the unintentional passing thorough the high level of the strong, this recklessly incurred on the would not be trouble.

A rolling violent bellow echoed over the endless green forest sea to ensure that the strange strong man could clearly hear his warning, and even the three scattered strong men who were not yet far away stopped as if watching a show.

"Roar!"

The demonic beast in the center of the thundercloud gave an impatient low roar, and with a quick acceleration of its wings, it wanted to accelerate to cross over from the airspace above.

"Unbridled! Get the hell down!"

Liu Yuntian, who felt seriously provoked, turned red and immediately ordered the dozens of disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect behind him to attack together with him.

"Clang clang clang!"

A dozen long swords containing strong Yuan Power fluctuations immediately rose into the air and cut at the approaching flying demon beast in unison.

"Heavenly Scale Halberd Technique, Furious Python Halberd!"

The strange movement below seemed to have alerted the figure on the demonic beast's back, standing with his hands in front of him, as he glanced lightly at the people below, his mouth wiggling slightly.

"Roar!"

In a shocking roar, manic Yuan Power in the sky crazy surge, crimson light quickly dyed the sky red, the red mane rapid writhing surge, a hideous-looking crimson python from the crimson sky above the fierce probe.

The red red python's breath is tyrannical and powerful, lifelike, as if injected with vitality, like a living python powerful demon beast descending down.

Yuan Power transformed into form, endowed with Qi!

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The roaring crimson python swallowed a dozen steel long swords in one gulp, and then with a nimble swing of its tail, its huge tail turned into a harsh and incomparable crimson whip shadow and smashed down on the crowd below.

"Boom!"

The earth shook violently, and a dozen of Ancient Sword Sect disciples who were unable to dodge were directly buried by the huge whip shadow, and a tens of feet long gully immediately appeared on the surface of the ground.

"Poof!"

As the only strong member of the Ancient Sword Sect who barely dodged the crimson python's attack, Liu Yuntian covered his bloody left arm and spat out a large mouthful of blood in a wow, he was only grazed by the crimson whip shadow.

"Yuan power into form, endowed with qi in things, is the creation of qi, this is actually a qi creation realm strong man?

The pale Liu Yuntian covered his wounded left arm, looking at the thunder mane that leapt from his head, and could not help but blurt out.

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"Phew!"

The demonic beast with two wings on its ribs sped across the defensive line, leaving the ground full of wretchedness and wailing away.

Yes, the ten or so disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect did not die.

Just Lin Dong walked in a hurry, just a casual strike, but these are enough for them to suffer, each with serious injuries.

"So strong mysterious strong man, is my ancient sword sect Qi creation realm of the great elders of the Lord, brought me the pressure has not been so terrifying, right?"

Recalling the faint glance that did not contain the slightest emotion when that mysterious strong person crossed the defense line just now, Liu Yuntian's body shivered violently.

When it gazed at him, Liu Yuntian felt like he was locked firmly by a tyrannical beast, and if he dared to make the slightest movement, he would be killed without mercy.

This bone-chilling suffocating feeling Liu Yuntian has only experienced once, and that was when he mistakenly entered the depths of the mountain range and confronted the Ancient Dragon Ape of the Ancient Waste Stream, the overlord of the Creation Realm.

"Impossible, is that young-looking mysterious powerhouse a Transformation Realm powerhouse?"

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

"Creation, Qi Creation realm strongman?"

"I pooh, the Ancient Sword Sect is really a look-alike, not useful in appearance."

Inside the sea of forest, the three strongest casual cultivators who hadn't gone far away looked at their hearts surging.

Not only issued a "great man should be like this" emotion, and even have a kind of fascination to replace the impulse, this is the real strong ah, what garbage ancient sword door, the birds do not give him.

"Go, go, go, later the real strong people of the ancient sword door came, we will be miserable, the calamity of the pond fish ah."

After calming down, the three looked at each other in unison, turned around and ran without a second thought.

"Ahem, Lord Deacon, what should we do?"

A disciple of the Yuan Dan realm at the grand completion trembled and stood up.

"A truly powerful person has descended here, we must report to Protector Tie, no, report directly to the Third Elder, hurry!"

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

The Ancient Sword Sect's annual hunting operation would block off the entire Ancient Waste Stream, and the three Qi Creation Realm powerhouses within the sect would take turns to sit in the town, and this year it happened to be the Third Elder's turn to sit in the town.

"Yes, Lord Deacon."

The black-clothed disciple immediately took out a flare and pulled it on the spot.

Along with this flare rising into the air, the entire Ancient Waste Stream moved, a tightly woven net slowly closing inward.

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

"Didn't look carefully, it seems to be the Ancient Sword Gate, the local power of the ancient waste stream, there are only three Qi Creation Realm powerhouses sitting in the gate, if they don't know what to do, then kill them all."

"Huh, there seems to be a high grade spiritual medicine down there, stupid tiger, descend quickly."

High above the sky, thunder light cut through the sky, and there was a faint sound of thunder whistling.

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"Boom!"

The ground trembled violently, and the huge body of the blue demon python, whose strength was comparable to that of the Formation Realm powerhouse, then fell to the ground with a bang, sending up a trail of smoke and dust.

"Well done, Xiao Yan."

Lin Yi stepped on the corpse of the demon python's hideous tiger beast than a thumb, longitudinally swept to the center of the lake, where a deep purple flower was quietly blooming and open.

"Roar!"

Little Yan, who had successfully hunted the demon python, responded triumphantly, then lowered his head and opened his bloody mouth to bite at the head of his prey, where there were delicious and incomparable demon crystals.

"Purple cloud fruits, not a bad harvest."

Lin Dong took the purple pearl-like beads out of the bud and put them into the jade box that was designed to store spiritual medicine.

The seventh grade high grade spiritual medicine purple cloud fruit, excellent sacred product for healing injuries, using it as the main material to refine the spiritual medicine can reach at least 10,000 pure yuan dan a piece.

"Kid, be careful, there are several strong people in the distance who are quickly rushing to this place."

Just as Lin Dong crossed the shore, a warning sounded in his ears.

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

Lin Dong unhurriedly put the jade box into his Qiankun bag and looked calmly into the distance.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

The stirring sound of breaking wind sounded, three aura not weak figures quickly appeared in Lin Dong's line of sight.

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

The last one in the middle is not only the leader, but also the strongest, having arrived at the stage of Qi Creation Realm Minor Achievement.

The gray-clad old man with a shadowy face was dry and thin, but his skin was light gold in color, as if he had also practiced a kind of body refining martial arts of a high grade.

The three of them landed and immediately scattered in a triangular position, vaguely blocking Lin Dong's possible escape route.

"Why are you trespassing on my Ancient Sword Sect's blockade?"

The gray-clothed old man questioned Lin Dong with a puzzled expression.

After all, he was the only strong man of the Ancient Sword Sect who could deal with a Qi Creation Realm powerhouse here.

"One Qi Creation realm minor accomplishment, one Form Creation realm major accomplishment, and one Form Creation realm minor accomplishment, you guys really underestimated me, I thought you would all come out to surround me."

Lin Dong swept a glance at the three of them self-consciously and couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment.

"Unrestrained, kid, the Ancient Waste Stream is the territory of our Ancient Sword Sect, don't think that just because you are a Qi Creation Realm powerhouse you can be unrestrained here, my Ancient Sword Sect has killed many Qi Creation Realm powerhouses so far."

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

"The Ancient Waste Stream is your territory? What about the Ancient Dragon Ape of the Creation Realm hidden in the deepest part of the waste stream? Is it also a pet raised by your Ancient Sword Sect?"

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

"You ..."

The green-faced Gu Yan was speechless at his words.

That extremely fierce beast is the pet raised by the Ancient Sword Sect?

This cowl he Gu Yan would not dare to blow. The ancient dragon ape is barely an ancient fae, with a thin trace of dragon bloodline in its body, and as an adult it can be compared to the human Nirvana realm powerhouse.

That is to say, the current strength of the ancient dragon ape is only a small formation realm is still in the infant stage, because of the bloodline in the body, if it starts to go crazy, afraid that the formation realm of the strongest people may not be able to stop it.

The reason why the Ancient Sword Sect can be at peace with this fierce beast overlord, but because there is a set of great formation left behind by the ancestors of the sect, with the Zhen Zong ancient sword can barely compare to the creation of the realm of the strong, and that's all.

The two sides are well water, if the ancient dragon ape is the ancient sword door's pet, afraid of the ancient sword door disciples themselves will die of laughter on the spot.

"Humph, when I strike and capture you, let's see if you can still be this sharp-tongued."

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