Chapter 1390 The legend of tens of thousands of years ago
Another world.
Just as Lin Yun was looking at the patterns on the stone wall attentively, a pair of emerald green eyes appeared on the stone wall.
Lin Yun subconsciously pulled Lin Tianyang to his side, and then looked at the pair of green eyes warily.
At this moment, the owner of this pair of green eyes appeared in front of Lin Yun.
This is actually a pink translucent elf, flapping its wings, only less than the size of a palm, and looks very cute.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" The little elf seemed to be very excited after seeing Lin Yun. He kept flapping his wings and the two small tentacles on his chest flapped randomly.
"Yun'er... what is this?" Lin Tianyang was a little surprised. He had never seen such a creature before.
Lin Yun was also a little confused and shook his head. In his two lifetimes, he had no memory of this little elf.
However, this elf seemed to be a little different from those light group monsters. Even though he couldn't feel the slightest breath from either of them, at least this elf didn't attack him when it saw him like those monsters.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Seeing that Lin Yun didn't respond at all, the elf seemed to become a little anxious, and pounced directly on Lin Yun's body, grabbing the corner of his clothes.
Lin Yun tried to use his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the elf, but found that it had no effect at all.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey!"
"Yun'er, it seems like it wants to take us somewhere." Lin Tianyang reminded, pointing at the elf who was pulling Lin Yun hard.
Lin Yun also noticed that this elf didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards them, so he said, "Are you going to take us somewhere?"
"Bah, bah, bah!" The elf seemed to understand what Lin Yun said, and nodded happily, then flapped its wings and crossed the stone wall.
Lin Yun did not hesitate and followed the elf with Lin Tianyang.
After they climbed over the stone wall, what appeared in front of them was a ruined building.
After detouring through many detours and forks, what came into view were hundreds of elves of different colors.
"This..." Lin Yun was startled. After seeing Lin Yun, these elves flapped their wings one after another, surrounded Lin Yun, and rubbed Lin Yun's body very affectionately.
At this moment, an elf the size of an adult slowly flew in from a distance.
When these little elves saw the big elf, they all moved out of the way, and some even went up to help the big elf.
Lin Yun protected Lin Tianyang behind him and penetrated the power of the dragon throughout his body so that he could take action at any time.
This big elf seemed to be a little old, flapping its wings and swaying.
When he arrived in front of Lin Yun, he actually bowed respectfully and then stretched out a tentacle on his chest.
Lin Yun frowned and tentatively stretched out a finger to touch the tentacle.
At the same moment, a voice sounded in Lin Yun's mind.
This voice echoed in his mind in a language that Lin Yun could understand.
The voice sounds like an extremely old person, but also like a young baby. It is powerful and powerful, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, or like an old man moaning in his dying years.
This sound is extremely weird and has exceeded the scope of human language expression.
"We are finally waiting for you, the legendary savior."
"Savior?" Lin Yun was slightly startled, a little confused, and asked, "Where is this place? What are those monsters outside? Who are you?"
Lin Yun understood that these elves and the light monsters outside should not belong to the same race.
"This is our world. Those monsters outside are the 'phantom' clan suppressed by the Dragon God. And I am the leader of the 'elf clan'."
"Dragon God?" Lin Yun was a little surprised. No wonder he always felt that the back of the dragon standing on the stone wall was very familiar. He must have seen the portrait of the Dragon God in Longhu Mountain.
This voice continued to echo in Lin Yun's mind, telling the past tens of thousands of years ago.
In ancient times, their 'elves' clan were the masters of the world, living and working in peace and contentment, and living in harmony with each other.
Until one day, a race named "Phantom" came to their world.
Led by the 'Phantom King', with the 'Nine Knights of the Apocalypse' and a group of subordinates, they wantonly invaded their land and resources.
The 'Elf' clan is originally few in number and not good at fighting.
In addition, the 'Phantom King' is a first-level martial master, the top knight is a half-step martial master, and the other eight knights are all martial saints. Their 'elf' clan was forced to flee to the edge of the world.
Until that day, the Dragon God came to their world and destroyed the entire 'phantom' clan with one man's power.
Due to the special physique of the 'Phantom Spirit' family, the Dragon God had no way to kill them and could only suppress the 'Phantom Spirit King' in the Elf Valley.
In order to drain the life of the 'Phantom King' with a large formation, he killed the other six knights and suppressed the remaining three knights in the valley.
Before the Dragon God left, he told them that he would never return to this world. If the Phantom clan broke away from the formation, a savior with the power of a true dragon would come to save them.
Lin Yun understood, nodded and said, "You said that in ancient times, the Dragon God came to your world. And you also concluded that tens of thousands of years later, I, the savior, would come to save you?"
"Yes."
Lin Yun frowned and fell into deep thought.
If it weren't for the fact that the back on the stone wall was exactly the same as the Dragon God's portrait in Longhu Mountain, he would have even thought it was a joke.
How would a person who lived tens of thousands of years ago count his arrival in this world today?
Moreover, he was not even born tens of thousands of years ago. Could it be that the Dragon God had already predicted that he would be killed and then reborn here?
"The red-headed phantom you just killed was one of the former 'Nine Knights of the Apocalypse', the Ninth Knight."
"The Nine Knights of the Apocalypse..." Lin Yun murmured in a low voice, suddenly realizing.
He also felt that the strength of this monster did not match its realm. Although it was only a seventh-level Martial Emperor, its strength and fighting style were far different.
It turns out that this monster was once a martial saint. It must have been suppressed for tens of thousands of years, and its strength has been weakened to this point.
"This is a painting left by Lord Dragon God. He said that as long as you take it out, you will definitely help us."
At this time, a portrait appeared in Lin Yun's mind.
When this portrait appeared, Lin Yun finally felt a little stir in his heart.
Because this painting is a landscape painting.
The place painted is not this world, but the place where the Dragon God and Tiger God lived in ancient times, Longhu Mountain!