Chapter 81: Chase

“Swoosh!”

The winged monster crossed the defense line at lightning speed, leaving behind a mess and wailing everywhere.

Yes, the dozen disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect were not dead.

Lin Dong was in a hurry just now, and just casually hit them, but it was enough for them to suffer, and they were all seriously injured.

“What a powerful mysterious strongman, even the great elder of my Ancient Sword Sect who has reached the great perfection of the Qi-making Realm, the pressure he brought to me has never been so terrifying, right?”

Recalling the faint glance without any emotion when the mysterious strongman crossed the defense line just now, Liu Yuntian shuddered 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 movement, he would be killed mercilessly.

Liu Yuntian had only experienced this bone-chilling suffocation once, when he mistakenly entered the depths of the mountains and faced the ancient dragon ape, the overlord of the ancient abandoned stream.

"Impossible, could that young-looking mysterious strong man be a strong man in the realm of creation?"

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

"A strong man in the realm of creation?"

"Bah, the ancient sword sect is really a showpiece, good looking but useless."

In the sea of ​​forests, the three independent cultivators who had not yet walked far were so excited.

Not only did they sigh "a real man should be like this", they even had a mysterious impulse to replace him. This is a real strong man, what a rubbish ancient sword sect, they don't even care about him.

"Hurry up, hurry up, when the real strong man of the ancient sword sect comes, we will be miserable, and we will be affected."

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

"Ahem, Master Steward, what should we do?"

A disciple who had reached the Great Perfection of the Yuandan Realm stood up tremblingly.

"A real strong man has come here. We must report it to the Iron Protector. No, report it directly to the Third Elder. Hurry!"

Liu Yuntian, with a trace of shock on his face, roared in a low voice.

The annual hunting operation of the Ancient Sword Sect will block the entire ancient wasteland. The three powerful masters of the Qi-making Realm in the sect take turns to take charge. This year, it happened to be the turn of the Third Elder.

"Yes, Master Steward."

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

As the flare was launched into the air, the entire ancient wasteland also moved, and a tightly woven large net slowly gathered inward.

"Who are those salted fish who dared to intercept you just now?"

"I didn't look carefully, it seems to be the local force of the Ancient Abandoned Stream, the Ancient Sword Sect. There are only three Qi-making Realm masters in the sect. If they don't know what's good for them, then kill them all."

"Hey, there seems to be a high-level spiritual medicine below, stupid tiger, come down quickly."

In the sky, lightning flashed across the sky, and there was a faint sound of thunder.

......

"Boom!"

The ground trembled violently, and the huge body of the blue demon python, whose strength was comparable to that of a powerful person in the Formation Realm, fell to the ground with a bang, raising a trail of dust.

"Well done, Xiao Yan."

Lin Dong gave a thumbs up to the ferocious tiger beast 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!"

Xiao Yan, who successfully hunted the demon python, responded proudly, then lowered his head, opened his bloody mouth and bit the head of the prey, where there was a delicious demon crystal.

"Purple cloud fruit, a good harvest."

Lin Dong took the purple pearl-shaped bead out of the flower bud and put it into the jade box for storing spiritual medicine.

The seventh-grade high-level spiritual medicine purple cloud fruit is an excellent holy product for healing. The spiritual medicine refined with it as the main material can reach at least 10,000 pure Yuan Dan.

"Boy, be careful, several strong men are rushing here quickly from afar."

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

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

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

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and three figures with strong auras 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 burly man with a stronger aura than Liu Yuntian.

The man in the middle at the end was not only the leader, but also the strongest, having reached the level of Qi-making realm minor success.

The gray-clothed old man with a gloomy face was thin, but his skin was pale gold, and he seemed to have practiced a kind of body-building martial arts of high grade.

After landing, the three of them immediately dispersed in a triangle, blocking the possible escape route of Lin Dong.

"Why did you trespass the blockade of our Ancient Sword Sect?"

The gray-clothed old man questioned Lin Dong with an unpredictable look.

This person was Gu Yan, the third elder of the Ancient Sword Sect. After receiving Liu Yuntian's signal for help, he immediately rushed over. After all, the only ancient sword sect strongman who could deal with a Qi-making realm strongman here was him, the third elder.

"One Qi-making realm minor success, one Form-making realm major success, and one Form-making realm minor success, you really underestimated me, I thought you would all come to encircle and suppress."

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

"How dare you, kid! The Ancient Ruined Gorge is our Ancient Sword Sect's territory. Don't think you can act recklessly here just because you are a Qi Formation Realm expert. Our Ancient Sword Sect has killed many Qi Formation 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 in 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 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 raised by the Ancient Sword Sect?

Gu Yan dared not brag about this. That ancient dragon ape could barely be considered an ancient alien species. It had 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 Creation 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 in the Great Success of the Creation Realm may not be able to stop it.

The reason why the Ancient Sword Sect could live in peace with this 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 Formation Realm suddenly emanated from his body at a rapid speed.