The Twelve Elders of the Hidden Dragon Valley were quite approachable and had a sense of justice, and he had decided to send twenty-five elite martial artists from the Martial Dao Holy Land to follow Lin Feng to help in the battle.

He got up and led the way in front, and Lin Feng, the patriarch, and Long Teng followed behind him, walking towards the depths of the Martial Dao Holy Land.

"Elder, I don't understand, there are more than two hundred Jindan martial artists in the martial arts training ground, and they all have very different stunts, but why are there five stunt inheritances?" Lin Feng wondered.

"Are you talking about the five martial arts paths of the Phantom Bow and the Medicine Master?" said the elder.

"That's exactly what I said, and the real elite disciples are also selected from them, don't those martial artists who practice other stunts have a chance to become elite disciples?" Lin Feng said.

The Twelve Elders muttered, "In fact, in ancient times, the five Great Emperors of Kunlun Ruins all had their own stunt inheritances, which were divided into phantom bows, pharmacists, mages and warriors, and assassins. And we in Hidden Dragon Valley still retain a part of the inheritance of these five martial arts, which we regard as orthodox martial arts, and only martial artists who have been selected as elite monks are eligible for the inheritance of these five martial arts. ”

Hearing this, Lin Feng suddenly realized. In fact, the more than two hundred Jindan martial artists in the martial arts practice square at the entrance of the martial arts holy land were not elite disciples, so one can imagine how deep the martial arts heritage of the Hidden Dragon Valley was.

Ahead are several Izumo peaks, and the cliff is quite steep as you climb to the top of the peak in front of you, and there is a suspension bridge on the side of the cliff that connects the mountain peaks in the distance.

The chains of the suspension bridge are rusty and mottled, and the wooden planks on the bridge deck are also broken, although it looks dangerous, but Lin Feng, these martial artists, don't care about this, even if they fall from the suspension bridge, it is not a big problem.

At least in the process of falling, it can easily dissolve the huge momentum of the fall on the edge of the cliff. The Twelve Elders stepped on the drawbridge first, and the others walked up without hesitation.

Lin Feng suddenly remembered the big suspension bridge outside the Platinum City, and there was a dark abyss below, which was said to be connected to the depths of Kunlun Ruins.

"It's a pity that I can't deal with the demon of Aoki City Lord right now, let alone go to the depths of Kunlun Ruins to explore endless mysteries. Lin Feng laughed at himself in his heart.

The suspension bridge is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the distant mountains are secluded. The waves of hope are magnificent, and people feel pride in their hearts.

The top of the opposite mountain was flattened, and I don't know if it was cut off by the mighty one with supreme sword qi a long time ago.

The building complex is quite magnificent, the martial arts training ground in front is paved with jade, and there are many exotic flowers and plants around it, giving people a very fresh feeling.

And the so-called elite disciples, there are more than 100 people, and almost all of them are meditating and cultivating on their knees on the martial arts training ground. Comprehending the mystical and mystical martial arts is not a tempering move.

"Could it be that these elite disciples have reached the realm of returning to their roots and not caring about their moves?"

"No, as everyone knows, the ancient inheritance stunt attaches importance to the heart of a child and a peaceful state of mind, and only by cultivating the state of mind to a high level can you control the tricks more perfectly. In the world, there is no famous saying that practicing boxing does not practice. Is it empty when you get old?" the Twelve Elders smiled kindly.

Although the elite disciples were concentrating on cultivation, they saw that the Twelve Elders had come with someone. It's not as indifferent as the warriors I met before, they all immediately restrained their breath, and then got up and bowed to each other.

The elders have the status of gods in their hearts, not only in the martial arts, but also because the elders are very high-ranking and can be called their ancestors. How can you not be respectful?

"Elder Ben is not idle here today, this friend is named Lin Feng, he is from the cultivation world outside, Aoki City in Kunlun Ruins, you must have heard of it since you were a child!"

The elite disciples listened quietly. The Twelve Elders were satisfied with their attitudes and continued, "But a huge change has happened recently, and the Lord of Aoki City has recruited Wraith and Kraken because of his personal ambitions, and has put Aoki City in the hands of demons.

And he himself took this opportunity to open the Ancient Seven Killing Array, take out the soul of the ancient fierce beast gluttonous beast that had been sealed for ten thousand years, and refine the soul of gluttony. If we don't deal with him again, the people of the entire five main cities of Kunlun Ruins will be in misery, so they need our help!"

When the elite disciples heard this, they immediately nodded indignantly and said that they wanted to participate in this battle, and asked the twelve elders to allocate a place to them.

"After careful consideration, I decided to send twenty-five elite disciples, five from each martial arts lineage, and the people on this list should go with Lin Feng!"

According to the list on the jade slip, Lin Feng read it out in turn, and the elite disciples who were named stood up.

They are all majestic and have unique skills, which can be described as dragons and phoenixes among people, and they can't help but have some arrogance. Now that the Twelve Elders are here, none of them have said anything.

"Without further ado, now I will take you to teleport out of the Hidden Dragon Valley, this time I will go to Aoki City to kill the demons, I must obey Lin Feng's command, focus on the overall situation, and don't discredit the reputation of the Hidden Dragon Valley!" the twelve elders said loudly.

The twenty-five elite monks who were selected all nodded respectfully to receive the order, and then the twelve elders waved their sleeves, white light flashed, and a huge silver-white flying dragon appeared, and he waved his hand to signal everyone to come to the dragon's back.

The cultivation breath of this flying dragon is a half-step transformation realm, which is very good, looking at its appearance, it is quite ancient and vicissitudes, and I don't know how many years it has survived.

The flying dragon carried everyone down from the mountain peak, through the clouds and fog, Lin Feng asked him to stop at the gate of the martial arts mountain, and then put the silver Jiao into the contract scroll. The patriarch and Long Teng drove their mounts Thunder Dragon and Sabertooth Dragon back to the tribe, and when they parted, although Lin Feng wanted to go back to meet Chanjuan again, but now twenty-five elite monks were waiting for him to lead him back to Aoki City to fight!

But Lin Feng still has a wish, which is to try the opportunity in the Hidden Dragon Valley's Altar Secret Realm, so he quietly said to the Twelve Elders: "Elder, it is said that the Hidden Dragon Valley's Altar Secret Realm has the inheritance of the Ancient Emperor Xuanyuan, can I go in and have a look?"

"Do you kid want to go in and try your luck? But for 10,000 years, whether it is a tribal master who has entered it, or a troll who has cultivated to a high level, has not been able to obtain the inheritance of the ancient Xuanyuan Emperor, you will not have such good luck to be favored by the immortal fate. The Twelve Elders looked at the void from a distance, quite emotional.

"It's not in vain to come to the Hidden Dragon Valley, at least I went in and tried it, and if I didn't get the inheritance, I wouldn't have any regrets. Lin Feng smiled open-mindedly.

"Since you have such a will, if you don't go to the Sacred Altar Secret Realm to explore, it is estimated that you will not be able to devote yourself to the battle against the Aoki City Lord. The Twelve Elders muttered.

Then he asked the twenty-five elite disciples to temporarily return to the tribe to gather with their relatives and friends, and when Lin Feng returned from the Altar Secret Realm, he teleported to the cultivation world outside.

Although these elite disciples were not very optimistic about the result of Lin Feng's trip to the Altar Secret Realm, and they were also very impatient to wait, but the Twelve Elders gave such an order, they could only obey and decided to wait for the Twelve Elders to leave, in the cultivation world outside, there was always a chance to embarrass Lin Feng.

Lin Feng jumped off the dragon's back before returning to the tribe, of course he had to hurry, there were still so many brothers and friends in Aoki City waiting for him to come to his rescue.

The reason why I insisted on going to the Sacred Altar Secret Realm in Hidden Dragon Valley to try my luck was because if I was lucky enough to get the inheritance of the Ancient Emperor Xuanyuan, my strength would increase again, and I would be more sure to deal with the Aoki City Lord at that time.

Lin Feng has a long-term vision, and understands that he can't be too anxious to do big things, and he has to follow the plan in an orderly manner, and a wise monk can go further.

The Twelve Elders gave him a map jade slip before leaving, and the Sacred Altar Secret Realm was in the deepest part of the Hidden Dragon Valley Jungle, that is, the vast jungle that Lin Feng had passed through when he came.

The ancient trees reach to the sky, the ape cries and the tiger roars, the green branches and leaves sprinkle a thick shade, and the snow-white flying flotsam is also blooming between the branches and leaves, the majestic wind blows through the forest, and the snow-white flotsam flies all over the sky, which is very magnificent.

The breath of life exuded by the trees here is even better than that of the ancient banyan trees of Aoki Castle.

In order not to get lost in the jungle, Lin Feng held the dragon slashing sword in his hand and cut off the ancient trees on both sides of the place, although this is a stupid method, but it works, otherwise once he gets lost in the reckless forest sea, it will be troublesome.

Lin Feng harnessed the silver Jiao, flew rapidly in the jungle, and according to the location indicated by the jade slip on the map, it took three hours to finally arrive at the periphery of the sacred altar secret realm.

This area does not have such a strong breath of life, instead it is a barren and dead atmosphere, but I saw that the ground was full of bones, thick dead branches were piled up, and the bones among them were mostly monsters and trolls.

After a long period of weathering, these bones decayed, and if you stepped on them with your feet, you could trample the vertebrae of a monster beast as huge as a pillar into powder.

Lin Feng felt the mysterious coercion, as if he was facing a peerless powerhouse, which he had only felt when he had faced the Marquis of Xiaoyao.

With every few steps forward, you could feel the pressure gradually increasing, and the bones of the demon beasts piled up on the ground increased.

Later, the coercion was so great that Lin Feng felt that he had to seriously resist, and he used the Wu Clan's Golden Body Xuangong, exuding dazzling golden light all over his body, as if a god had descended.

If you look up, you can see a magnificent altar, made of huge bluestone, exuding the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

At a glance, you can feel as if the altar has come through the cosmic wilderness, waiting for something in the depths of this earthly jungle.

"This is the so-called Holy Altar Secret Realm! It seems that if you don't have the strength of the late stage of the Blood Condensation Nine Golden Pill, you won't be able to enter at all. Lin Feng sighed.

At the door of the sacred altar secret realm, there are many human monk bones, presumably they are all a little worse in cultivation, and they have survived to the last step, but they have consumed all their strength, and finally they can only fall helplessly.

"You have died on the path of martial arts, may you rest in peace. Lin Feng felt pity from the bottom of his heart, after all, as a monk, he didn't know that one day Lu Dao would die in a more dangerous situation like these senior monks. (To be continued......)