Chapter 294 The Terrifying Old Way

What is the origin of this old man? Wearing an old-fashioned Dao Po, it is obviously not the clothes of this generation, and it looks very old.

"This stone roller is something that my ancestors have been using to this day, and I don't plan to sell it." Zhang Wuye politely refused.

The old Taoist has bronze skin, white hair and a shawl, and his body is dry." But he is full of energy and speaks like a golden bell, with strong force.

"The poor way doesn't take advantage of you, I'll give you 50 pounds of source, and if something is cut out of the grinder, how much is the source worth on the market?" I'll pay you as much source. "

Zhang Wuye was a little bit in trouble. He had already seen that Lao Dao was very human. If he refused, it would probably be inappropriate. He pondered: "Go..."

"Boom"

At this moment." There was a loud noise at the end of the horizon, the smoke and dust rose into the sky, and there was a very strong energy fluctuation.

Purple Mountain!

The epicenter was Zishan, guarded by nine dragon veins, and even if they were far apart, you could feel the strata there shaking.

Lao Dao turned around quickly and "looked to the end of the horizon". His eyes were like two golden beads, and his dry body overflowed with a terrifying aura.

At this moment, he doesn't look like a person, he looks like a behemoth, like a savage dragon that hasn't been born in ten thousand years." The people around him almost collapsed to the ground.

"brush,

Lao Dao flew into the sky all of a sudden, his robes unfolded, and he almost rolled up the whole piece of Shicha, and he used his finger to "click" the whole stockade to stabilize.

Ye Fan's scalp is numb, this old man's strength is too scary, just unfolding his robe sleeves is just a subconscious action, but it has such great power.

Lao Dao turned into a gray fog, rushing towards Zishan, causing Tianyu to tremble, like a real dragon passing by.

"East Wilderness is really too big, and many masters come out, not necessarily all in the Holy Land." ' Ye Fan said to himself.

It takes several years to "fly from one end to the other" in the boundless eastern wasteland, and if an ordinary person walks on his feet, a hundred generations can't walk half the distance.

In this vast land, "there is a mysterious wilderness that stretches for millions of miles; there is an endless lake" boundless like the ocean; there are ancient palaces, floating in the sky forever;

Many holy masters usually leave the Holy Land in their later years, and it is not surprising that they choose to enter the wilderness to "meet the masters of the world" or people from ancient times.

"What happened to Zishan?" Many people in Shizhai were extremely nervous.

"Pack up and get ready to leave this place at any time.

"Ye Fan instructed, he hesitated for a while, and soared into the air, also flying towards Zishan.

"Zishan has an extraordinary weather" towering majestically, like a pair of purple swords sticking into the sky, there are many knife marks and axe marks on it, engraved with the marks of the years.

A gigantic black flood dragon is "hundreds of feet long, and I don't know if it is its body" or whether it has deliberately extended its body, which is extremely terrifying.

It is wrapped around the top of Zishan Mountain, and its black body is very tight, like a steel Great Wall that has been tempered and polished, and it is hooped on the mountain body. "It is unshakable.

The black Jiao body "has tight scales, each piece is more than half a meter long, and the black light is flickering" full of a powerful sense of strength.

This behemoth is pulling up the mountain "trying to sever the mountain with brute force" to open this place, and the movement just now was caused by it.

"This black flood dragon has seen the ancient scrolls" and found it here..." Ye Fan frowned, "The Holy Land has not come yet." Some powerful beings have already acted first.

"duh"

The old Taoist gave a soft snort, the sound was like a golden bell, and the quaking void hummed and trembled.

On the Purple Mountain, the huge body of the Black Flood Dragon was smashed several times by a sledgehammer, and it swayed repeatedly, causing the top of the mountain to shake.

Although Lao Dao is dry, "but standing in the void, it is full of pressure and courage, making people suffocate" like a dormant and sleeping real dragon.

On the purple mountain "the huge black flood dragon made a low bee sound, like a mouse seeing a cat, its body trembled, curled up into a ball, and then didn't dare to say a word" and flew away from the back mountain.

At this moment, it didn't look like a huge black scorpion with a length of several hundred meters at all." It looked like a loach, and it fled without slipping.

"Everyone who hides in the dark will come out." Lao Dao's words were calm, but they were majestic and irresistible.

The three old people appeared, and each of them was full of vigor and blood, like a big stove, making people feel the terrifying life fluctuations.

Ye Fan was shocked, "Those who "can view the ancient scrolls" before the arrival of the major holy places are absolutely masters of the world.

"Who is the fellow Daoist?" an old man asked, he had a childlike appearance, and he had the aura of the Great Dao." It gave people an unfathomable feeling.

"The name has been forgotten. You go." This place is not something you can make up your mind. "Old Daoist is very plain, not angry but arrogant, although he walked out of his family, it makes people feel palpitated.

"You are too impersonal, there is no owner here, why let us go?"

The old Taoist didn't say anything, "the big sleeves waved," the wind blows, and the three Hefa old men were swept away in the blink of an eye, and all of a sudden they were lost in the distance.

"Could this be an old Holy Master who entered the wilderness with exhaustion and then came out again?" "Ye Fan was shocked and had such a thought.