At this point, the Five Great Avenues Gate has gone to the third.

There are also the remaining Danding faction, which is famous for alchemy, and the Taiqing Sect, which is the leader of the Daomen, so the great elder of the Danding faction who is unwilling to fall into the human back is silent, and said to Elder Meng of the Taiqing Sect with a smile: "Brother Meng Dao, little old man, I wish you a rich harvest, please!"

The Great Elder of the Danding Sect Long was silent and wiped it in the void casually, and more than 20 bronze ox-eared small tripods emerged one after another, representing more than 20 Danding Sect of the Danding faction, covering more than 20 anxious whirlpools, and with a greeting, the Great Elder of the Danding Sect was silent, and after also ordering someone to guard, he sent his disciples to fly into this urgent whirlpool.

"Elder Meng,"

Elder Situ of the Taiqing Sect snorted softly at Elder Meng, whose face was like frost, with a rather ugly face, and quietly waited for Elder Meng's arrangement.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, thinking of the heavy responsibility this time, Elder Meng, who was no longer filtering, nodded, and said to the third elder who came with him, "Elder Huang, this matter of guarding will be for you."

Elder Huang, whose face was as yellow as wax and gave people a feeling of being sick and blind, nodded stiffly and said, "Elders Meng and Situ, please rest assured, the poor road is here, and no one dares to enter. ”

Elder Huang coughed. Suddenly, more than twenty jade lights flew out of his waist. More than 20 green ox jade carvings are suspended in the air above more than 20 whirlpools. Elder Huang coughed heavily a few more times and said, "Elder Meng and Situ, let's set off early." Don't let the other four take advantage!"

Elder Meng and Elder Situ nodded heavily, and immediately each led the Taiqing disciples and flew into the whirlpool at that end. There were only a hundred people left, assisting Elder Huang in guarding the entrance belonging to the Taiqing Sect.

And after Elder Meng and Elder Situ left, Elder Huang stepped on the void and flew above the entrance, coughing, and swept through all the scattered cultivators and said: "Everyone, poor Dao advises everyone, this true Dragon Immortal Mansion, auspicious and unpredictable, if you don't have faith, it's better not to wade into this mixed water, if you don't listen to persuasion, there are still many at this entrance, but after going down, whether it's a blessing or a curse, hehe, you know for yourself." ”

Elder Huang sat in the air, smiling at all the cultivators with a very ugly face, and the smile that was terminally sick and blind, like a zombie, suddenly gave people a feeling of numbness all over his body and a hard scalp.

The True Dragon Monk is the legendary "True Immortal Realm" top monk, in his immortal mansion, how can it be like child's play, but he is not willing to be just unwilling, just such a big treasure is in front of him, how can he be indifferent.

After thinking about it, only a small number of monks who were no more than the fifth layer of the Foundation Yuan Realm thought that their cultivation was too poor, and they left honestly.

And most of the cultivators who were above the sixth level of the Jiyuan Realm, three or five in a group, four or five in groups, united together, and flew in silently towards the remaining entrances, so far, the trip to the True Dragon Immortal Mansion has completely kicked off.

......

Lin Fenghan, who recovered for a moment, walked deeper into the depths.

This is an extremely dense mountain range, dark, dead and silent, misty fog shrouds this space, loneliness and silence, as if the only main tone of this space. Walking in such a place, I am afraid that the oppressive atmosphere will be a little unbearable for most monks, because it is too quiet and the silence is a little frightening.

"Click!"

Lin Fenghan stopped, raised his eyes, and there were tombstones standing up in front of him, densely packed and innumerable.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Lin Fenghan could feel how small he was, and the shape of the tombstone was different from the traditional rectangle.

The handle of the tombstone is submerged in the soil, the sword blade rises to the sky, and the sword blade that stands up gives people a bleak and murderous atmosphere, and these erected sword blades contain an incomparably huge sword intent, as if they are not accidentally approached, they will be deeply strangled by this sword intent.

On the spine of Sen Ran's sword, there are the names of the tablets left after the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

"Canglongzi... Katsuyuki..."

"Sword Dust Daozi... Katsuyuki..."

"Evil Sword Head... Katsuyuki..."

"Venerable Immortal Victory..."

"The Neon Dao is better than..."

"Better than..."

"Better than..."

Lin Fenghan looked at every name on the tombstone in horror, if he didn't guess wrong, these should all be people from the same period as the True Dragon Monk tens of thousands of years ago.

Surprise!

Lin Feng's cold body was cold, and he looked at the past with his eyes, and the number of sword tablets here was as high as 10,000!!

Obviously, the sword tablets erected here are all peak masters tens of thousands of years ago, and they were all defeated by the hands of the True Dragon Layman, but with the arrogant character of the True Dragon Layman, the great power of the monk he can fancy is naturally not an ordinary character, and this sword tablet is the best evidence.

With tens of thousands of sword monuments, how strong was the true dragon monk back then?

After the shock, Lin Fenghan was silent, the arrogant and arrogant character of the True Dragon Layman, but as the Dao to the True Immortal Realm, he turned into a feather and ascended, why did he have to work hard to leave this sword monument, what was his intention?

True Dragon Layman, it really can't be guessed with the hearts of ordinary people.

"These sword tablets must be strange, what kind of secret is hidden in the sword tablet. ”

Lin Fenghan was silent, but there was a glint in his eyes, try or give up?

For a long time, Lin Fenghan, whose face sank like water, slowly flew towards a sword tablet with very weak sword intent.

"The Golden Dao people... Better than..."

Staring at these huge handwritings, Lin Fenghan could feel a sense of vicissitudes and sadness.

Lin Fenghan stretched out his palm and slowly approached the sword intent of the sword stele, and at this moment, the sword stele erupted with a fierce light, and many thumb-sized copper coins suddenly condensed on it, and immediately saw a hundred copper coins turn into golden rays, covering Lin Fenghan.

Seeing the outbreak of hundreds of copper coins, Lin Fenghan's top-grade magic weapon silver thunder shattered the blade, and the bright blue light was sheng, and the two collided, "crackling", sparks splashed, and one copper coin exploded.

Boy!

The Silver Thunder Breaking Blade resisted nearly half of the copper coins, but there were still large pieces of copper coins shooting quickly towards Lin Fenghan, and the power of the edge would be cut in half if it touched a little.

"Humph!"

Lin Feng snorted coldly, and more than a dozen purple gold gossip shields resisted and descended, and with all of them shattered, basically all the copper coins were almost wiped out.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Fenghan's palm quickly pressed on the sword stele, and the sword stele was like a phantom lake, setting off layers of ripples, and a terrifying suction force forcibly tore Lin Fenghan's body.

Lin Fenghan frowned, but he didn't resist, and before the figure disappeared in an instant, the surroundings also returned to a dead silence again.