Even though the Longhu Mountain in this painting is different from the current one in many places, Lin Yun still concluded at a glance that this was the Longhu Mountain in ancient times.
But no matter what, this still made Lin Yun feel a little shocked.
Even if he was the Martial Emperor in his previous life, he would not be able to influence any scene in the long history.
Why in ancient times, tens of thousands of years ago, the Dragon God must have concluded that he would come to this world?
Lin Yun couldn't help but doubt. In his previous life, he had always doubted whether there was another realm above the realm of Emperor Wu.
After all, although Emperor Wu is the most powerful state in the three realms, he is still a mortal body and will always experience the five declines of heaven and man. In the end, dust will return to dust and earth will return to earth.
In ancient times, after a battle, the demon god fell and the Emperor Wu traveled everywhere. So the Dragon God, who could predict his appearance in this world now, has transcended the realm of Emperor Wu?
Thinking of this, Lin Yun couldn't help but ask, "Dragon God, where did you go?"
The old elf was silent for a moment before continuing to echo, "We don't know either. The Dragon God only told us that a savior would come that day, but he never told us where he would go."
Lin Yun was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered another person, and continued to ask, "Is there another person who came here with the Dragon God that day?"
"Lord Tiger God." The old elf did not hide anything and told Lin Yun everything he knew.
Lin Yun fell into deep thought. As he thought, what the old elf said should be all true.
In the biography of Longhu Mountain, he had already learned that the dragon and the tiger looked like brothers and were inseparable no matter where they went. He thought that the prophecy of the Dragon God tens of thousands of years ago should also refer to him.
There are still many strange things about this matter, but Lin Yun doesn't want to think about it anymore.
In any case, now he is just a 'weak person' in the realm of Wuzong. Only by returning to the peak of the past, the realm of Emperor Wudi, can he find out the authenticity of this world.
The most urgent matter now is to find a way back to God's Realm.
"Lord Dragon God once ordered that as long as the savior absorbs the energy of the 'Phantom King', he can return to your world."
Even the Dragon God had anticipated this, and even Lin Yun had to admire him. He immediately asked, "Where is the 'Phantom King'?"
Soon, the old elf's strange voice, which seemed both old and childish, continued to sound, "In the past, Lord Dragon God suppressed the 'Phantom Spirit' clan in the Elf Valley, and even killed six knights."
"The 'elves' clan begs you, sir, to save us from the dire straits."
Lin Yun nodded without any hesitation.
He understood what this old elf meant, that he wanted him to destroy the 'phantom' clan and restore peace to the 'elves' clan.
"Except for the great knight guarding the Elf Valley, one knight has been killed by the lord."
"The other two knights, leading the remaining 'phantoms', wander around the world."
"We, the 'elves' clan, can feel the existence of the 'phantoms', so we will lead you to kill all the 'phantoms'."
Lin Yun agreed. After all, killing these 'phantoms' could also improve his realm and many other things. This was indeed a very cost-effective deal, and Lin Yun had no reason to refuse.
After the two parties hit it off, Lin Yun, led by the pink elf just now, began to clean up the 'phantoms' in this world.
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Eastern Region, Central Mountains.
Long Yuxi's defeat caused an uproar in the northern army.
No one expected that the strongest man in the Northern Territory could not even catch one of Ye Shenghui's moves.
The gap between a ninth-level Martial King and a half-step Martial Saint is actually so big.
"It is said that Longhu Mountain is a symbol of the dragon god and tiger god in ancient times."
"I didn't expect that today's dignified descendant of Longhu Mountain would be so vulnerable. It's really embarrassing."
In the distance, the president chuckled softly, with ridicule in his laughter.
Long Chenfeng and Hu Heixin's faces turned blue and white, and their hearts were filled with anger, but they did not dare to break out, so they could only take Long Yuxi back, who had already passed out.
They were defeated in the first battle, which meant that if they wanted to survive, they could only place their last hope on Xiao Yin and Meng Jun.
"Who should be next? Don't keep me waiting for too long." Seeing that the Northern Territory army had not made any move, the president said with some dissatisfaction.
At this moment, the golden giant also took a big step and arrived in the center of the venue in an instant, and Ye Shenghui, who was originally in the center, also retreated to the president's side.
"Ye Shenghui, did you hold back just now?" Although the president's tone was very calm, it was like a chill that penetrated Ye Shenghui's mind, making him shiver.
Ye Shenghui pretended to be calm, but still nodded and did not dare to speak.
"It doesn't matter. If he dies so soon, then this big drama won't be able to go on."
After hearing the president's words, Ye Shenghui breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been reborn.
At the same time, the golden giant's three-foot-tall golden body had appeared on the ground.
The sunlight shone on his golden body, reflecting a very dazzling light.
"I'll leave the last one to you." Xiao Yin frowned, with a serious look on his face, and glanced at Meng Jun beside him.
Meng Jun nodded solemnly. He knew that they could not lose the remaining two games. After all, they were betting on the northern army.
Xiao Yin released her martial spirit, and the Senluo Demon King suddenly appeared behind her. Following her, step by step, he came to the front of the golden giant.
"The Demon King Senluo from the Demon Realm is very interesting." After seeing Demon King Senluo, the president showed a look of surprise in his eyes.
"It's just an eighth-level Martial King. Xiao Yin, give up. Maybe I can leave you with a whole corpse." The golden giant said with great disdain.
He was a majestic ninth-level martial artist, so it was understandable that he was pressed down and beaten by Long Yuxi.
But Xiao Yin was just an eighth-level Martial Emperor, and he had never taken Xiao Yin seriously.
Xiao Yin lowered her head and remained silent. She also knew that with her current strength, she could only achieve a tie with the golden giant at best.
But this battle cannot just be a draw, but the golden giant must be killed.
After Lin Yun arrived at Tianxuan Sect, Lin Yun had unknowingly become her protective umbrella, and she didn't even risk her life.
But today, behind her was a 1.5 million Northern Territory army. She knew that it was time for her to do something for Lin Yun.
At this moment, Xiao Yin's aura experienced a qualitative change.
I saw the Senluo Demon King transforming into a thick black mist, wrapping Xiao Yin's entire body in it.