Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

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Lin Feng frowned. The situation in front of him was really weird and terrifying. It made people feel a creepy feeling.

But fortunately, Lin Fengyi was brave, he sacrificed the Buddha Baoqi, and then put this treasure of Buddha Baoqi on his body, and then looked dignifiedly at the surroundings.

If something terrible happens suddenly, the bones of the ancient Buddha will be sacrificed at that time. If there are bones of the ancient Buddha, it should be safer.

"Spirit comes to the place of the dead ...".

Eerie voices came from the depths of the mountains.

Then, a large amount of pale green ghost gas rolled, and among the pale green ghost gas came the dense and terrifying existence.

Those beings are not creatures.

Their bodies are formed by the gathering of ghost spirits, and they are the ghosts here.

in all directions.

There are ghosts appearing, completely surrounding the whole mountain range.

found it!

Actually found it!

According to rumors, the invincible army of invincible Lightning Legion fell after the fall.

After feeling the horror from the army of Yin Ling, Lin Feng's face could not help showing a solemn expression.

These ghost forces are absolutely terrifying, and anyone is surrounded by the ghost forces.

Will produce a feeling of near despair.

"I'm here to find you!" Lin Feng said.

The headed Yin Ling sneered and said, "Come to us? Who will remember us? What is your purpose for you?"

"Save you for understanding! To overrun you!" Lin Feng said.

"Ha ha ha ha ...", the dense army of yin spirits all laughed out loud.

They looked at Lin Feng with coldness and contempt.

"This is just to deceive others. This is a paradise for the dead. The creatures should not come in. No matter what reason you came in, when you set foot here, you will become a dead soul here, and you will become us. One of them! "

Yin Ling, headed, said coldly.

He had a war sword in his hand. The war sword in his hand was exactly the same as the war sword above a mountain peak deep in the mountain range.

There is more than just a Lightning Legion buried here.

They also buried their militia.

Those magical soldiers are also dead, but the spirits of the magical soldiers are transformed into ghosts, controlled by the ghosts transformed after the death of the Lightning Legion monk.

"I have a token here!"

Lin Feng said.

He took out the ancient picture that Jiang Mo gave him before.

The Yinling leader looked at the map and sneered, "This doesn't mean anything!"

Hearing the words, Lin Feng's face changed slightly, and said, "Can't you lead the Yinling army from this token?".

The Yinling leader sneered and said, "The missing tokens also want to lead the Yinling army? It's just daydreaming!"

Lin Feng was helpless. If the tokens could not lead the army of Yinling, the present situation would be extremely dangerous.

"Then I will go first, and wait until I find another part of the token!" Said Lin Feng, who wanted to leave here.

The host of Yinling is very hostile to him, and the killing intention is very heavy. This place can not continue to stay, otherwise, it is really possible to die here.

"You don't have to go back to find it. Another part of the token is here with us. In the past, someone came with a crippled token and eventually died in our hands, and you are no exception!"

The leader of the Yinling Army said indifferently.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

...

The pale green ghost gas around violently rolled up. In the pale green ghost gas, a horrible ghost made a very cold voice.

Those terrible ghosts came towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng felt a sense of killing that was so rich that it was almost inseparable. These spirits wanted to kill him.

Lin Feng urged the Buddha's treasure cascade, and the vast Buddha lights surged out, but those Buddha lights were instantly swallowed by ghost spirits.

Buddha treasure cassock is an extraordinary treasure, but this treasure buddha cascade is not enough to look at when facing the army of yin and spirits.

Failure to deter the Yin army.

The Yin Army is approaching. Their breath is terrible. They were invincible legions during their lifetime. After their death, they are still a nearly invincible army.

Lin Feng was dignified, he did not dare to hesitate, and quickly sacrificed the bones of the ancient Buddha.

The bones of the ancient Buddha suspended above Lin Feng and sat cross-legged.

"Ah Mummy Mummy coaxes."

Suddenly, a high and loud voice resounded between heaven and earth, and the endless Buddha realm appeared behind the bones of the ancient Buddha.

In that world, three thousand monks sat cross-legged.

The gods and monks recite the sutras together, and the endless buddha lights flood like waves.

"Ancient skeletal bone! What a powerful bone! Naturally capable of deterring ghosts and ghosts, but unfortunately, it has no effect on us!"

The leader of the Yinling Army sneered.

"kill!"

Suddenly, he yelled.

"Kill kill!"

Then the Yinling Army roared with him.

Their wills merged together.

Unbelievably powerful.

The sound of their drinking shook the endless Buddha.

The earthquake has dispersed the endless Buddha world.

The bones of the ancient Buddha have been dimmed.

Swish.

And the skeleton of the ancient Buddha took the initiative to fly back to Lin Feng's Chonglou Demon Hall.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng's face changed suddenly.

The situation is really not good, the bones of the ancient Buddha were all broken by the army of the spirits.

This is troublesome.

Lin Feng wanted to rush out, but there were ghosts covering the sky and sun, and an endless army of ghosts.

How is it possible to rush out?

"stay!"

"stay!"

"stay!"

Each ghastly army made an icy voice, and the murderous intention flashed in his eyes.

They raised the war gun in their hands and wanted to sweep Lin Feng.

At that moment, Lin Feng felt the threat of death.

His face was full of bitter smiles, and the situation in front of him was indeed desperate.

"Slow down ...".

Just as the Yinling Army was about to attack Lin Feng, suddenly, a voice came from the depths of the mountains.

When this voice came, all the forces of Yinling stopped.

Then the army of ghosts separated a road.

A man wearing a blue robe stepped up.

When all the spirits looked at the existence, they couldn't help showing respect.

Lin Feng also looked at the man. Lin Feng saw a lightning mark in the man's eyebrows.

Lin Feng couldn't help thinking of what Jiang Mo told him before.

The founder of the Lightning Legion is a strong Lightning clan.

There was a trace of lightning in his eyebrows.

This is also the origin of the Lightning Legion.

And there was a mark of lightning in the frown of the monk in front of him.

"Is this person Mu Xiuhan, the founder of the Lightning Legion?".

Lin Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath.