The Return of the Martial Ancestor of Martial Arts

"call out!"

A bolt of lightning suddenly cut through the darkness and headed straight for the sky.

On top of the tall city wall, three figures stood quietly, watching the thunder leave.

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

Hearing this, the beauty who had been holding back her emotions finally couldn't hold it back any longer, and two lines of clear tears quickly fell down her delicate cheeks.

"Sister, why are you crying? I made an agreement with my eldest brother. He said he would definitely come back to see us."

Yinyin held her tearful sister's hand, a little confused.

"It's nothing, sister is happy."

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

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

Far away in the sky, the figure standing with hands behind his back and the tiger beast's back was muttering something in a low voice.

...

This is a very ancient huge mountain range, crouching quietly on the earth like a giant dragon. There are even fierce and unusual auras hidden in the mountains, faintly revealing a special charm.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of monsters in the third realm of creation hidden in the ancient waste stream. We can start a large-scale hunting here to improve the strength of you and Xiaoyan."

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

Hunting and killing a ferocious beast from the third realm of creation, Xiao Yan swallowed the demon crystal and flesh and blood, and Xiao Diao extracted the demon spirit, without any waste.

"Hey, let's go in quickly, I can't wait."

Xiao Diao's eyes were fixed on the deepest part of the mountain range. There was a rather violent and domineering aura there. He knew that it must be the mixed-blood bastard.

"Xiaoyan, let's go."

Lin Dong's figure flashed and flew onto Xiao Yan's tiger's back.

"Roar!"

After finishing his rest, Xiao Yan roared lowly, and once again energetically carried one person and one mink on his back and headed deep into the mountains.

Outside the ancient ruined stream, at the entrance to the dense forest avenue.

A dozen figures in uniforms stood with swords in their hands, completely blocking the road behind them. Their cuffs were all embroidered with an ancient sword-style pattern.

The Ancient Sword Sect is the most powerful force in the ancient waste stream. There are three Qi-creating realm powerhouses who suppress the ancient Sword Sect. These are the strong men of the Ancient Sword Sect.

"Damn it, why are you people from the Ancient Sword Sect so domineering? This ancient waste stream is not unique to your family, why don't you let us in?!"

Three Yuan Dan Realm powerhouses were facing off against the people from the Ancient Sword Sect.

"Huh, don't accept it? Then kill them all. Let me tell you, this is our Ancient Sword Sect's annual hunting operation. During the operation, no one is allowed to trespass. This is the rule of our Ancient Sword Sect in the ancient waste stream."

A middle-aged man in green clothes walked out from among the dozen ancient sword sect strongmen. He was about forty years old, with a lean face, holding a long sword, and an arrogant expression. He was clearly a strong person in the Formation Realm.

"you......"

The three casual cultivators looked at each other with pale faces.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

As if to agree with the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, all the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect pulled out the long swords in their hands, and for a moment there was a cold light.

"If a good man doesn't suffer the consequences, let's go."

After all, the casual cultivators still didn't have the courage to take action. After muttering a few words in a low voice, they had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Putting aside the three Yuan Dan Realm experts, they had no chance of winning in a conflict with the dozen or so experts from the Ancient Sword Sect. Even if they managed to rush in, they would not be able to withstand the subsequent retaliation from the Ancient Sword Sect.

The great elder of the Ancient Sword Sect is a powerful person in the Qi Creation Realm, and is the undisputed strongest person in the ancient waste stream.

"Tsk, what a bunch of trash."

Looking at the three retreating figures, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi snorted disdainfully.

He is Liu Yuntian, the deacon of the Ancient Sword Sect, a strong person in the Formation Realm, and he has the confidence to do this.

"call out!"

Just when Liu Yuntian was secretly proud, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the dense forest, accompanied by the faint sound of wind and thunder. It was extremely fast and had already crossed most of the green sea in the blink of an eye.

With the extremely strong eyesight of a strong person in the Formation Realm, Liu Yuntian could faintly see that in the center of the thunderous light was a flying monster with a pair of thunder wings on its ribs, and there seemed to be an extraordinary figure standing on its back with its hands behind its back.

"Hmph, look, another shady guy is here, everyone, pay attention."

It was the high-spirited Liu Yuntian who turned his head and gave instructions, and then shouted loudly: "People in front of you, please stop quickly. The Ancient Sword Sect is working here, and no one is allowed to trespass."

He, Liu Yuntian, is not an ignorant fool. He knows the principle of courtesy first and then fighting. If he accidentally passes by a high-level strong man and recklessly provokes him, it will not be troublesome.

A roar of roar echoed over the endless green forest to ensure that the strange strong man could clearly hear his warning. Even the three strong casual cultivators who had not gone far in the distance stopped as if they were watching a show. Come down.

"Roar!"

The monster in the center of the lightning roared impatiently, flapped its wings and tried to speed up and pass through the airspace above.

"Presumptuous! Get off here!"

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

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

Dozens of long swords containing powerful energy fluctuations immediately rose into the air, and all slashed at the approaching flying monster.

"Sky Scale Halberd Technique, Angry Python Halberd!"

The strange movement below seemed to alarm the figure standing with hands behind the monster's back. He glanced at the people below, his mouth squirming slightly.

"Roar!"

In a burst of earth-shattering roars, manic energy surged crazily in the sky, and the red light quickly dyed the sky red. The red light squirmed and surged rapidly, and a ferocious-looking red giant python suddenly protruded from the red sky.

The breath of the red giant python is violent and powerful, lifelike, as if it has been injected with life, and it looks like a living python-like powerful monster descending.

Yuanli transforms into form and imbues things with energy!

"Bang bang bang!"

The roaring red giant python swallowed a dozen stainless steel swords in one gulp, and then flexibly swung its tail. The huge tail turned into a fierce red whip shadow and smashed down on the crowd below.

"boom!"

The ground shook violently, and a dozen disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who were unable to hide were directly buried in the huge whip shadow, and a ravine dozens of feet long immediately appeared on the surface.

"puff!"

As the only strong man from the Ancient Sword Sect who barely escaped the attack of the giant red python, Liu Yuntian covered his bloody left arm and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He was only scratched by the red whip shadow.

"Yuanli takes form and imparts energy to things to create energy. Is this actually a strong person in the energy creation realm?!!"

The pale-faced Liu Yuntian covered his injured left arm, looked at the lightning that jumped over his head, and couldn't help blurting out.