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Chapter two hundred and ninety fourth terrible old way

Chapter 294: The Terrifying Old Taoist

What is the origin of this old Taoist? He is dressed in ancient Tao Po, which is obviously not the clothes of today's era. It looks very ancient.

"This stone roller is something that has been used by our ancestors to this day. I don't plan to sell it." Zhang Wuye declined politely.

The old man has bronze skin, white hair shawl, and a dry body, but he is full of energy, and his words are as sonorous and powerful as a golden bell.

"I won't take advantage of you, I will give you fifty kilograms of raw material, and if something is cut out of the mill, I will pay you as much as the raw material is worth on the market."

Mr. Zhang Wu was a little embarrassed. He had already seen that the old Taoist was definitely not a human being. If he refused again, it would probably be inappropriate. He muttered: "This..."

"Boom"

At this moment, there was a loud noise from the end of the horizon, smoke and dust rising into the sky, and a very strong energy fluctuation.

Purple Mountain!

The source of the earthquake is Zishan Mountain, which is guarded by nine dragon veins. Even if it is far away, you can feel the shaking of the strata there.

The old man turned around quickly and looked towards the end of the horizon. His eyes were like two golden beads, and his dry body exuded a terrifying aura.

At this moment, he didn't look like a person, but like a huge monster, like a wild dragon that had never been born in ten thousand years, causing the people around him to almost collapse to the ground.

"brush"

The old Taoist flew into the sky all of a sudden, and when he unfolded his Taoist robe, he almost rolled up the entire stone village. With a little finger, the entire village stabilized.

Ye Fan's scalp was numb. The strength of this veteran was so terrifying. He just moved his sleeves. It was just a subconscious action, but it had such great power.

The old man turned into a gray mist and rushed towards Zishan, making the sky tremble, like a real dragon flying across the sky.

"The Eastern Wasteland is really too big. There are many masters, not necessarily all in the Holy Land. There are many strange people walking around the vast swamps and forests." Ye Fan said to himself.

The Eastern Wasteland is boundless, and it would take several years to fly from one end to the other. And if an ordinary person walked on foot, he would not be able to cover half of the distance in a hundred lifetimes.

In this vast land, there is a mysterious wilderness that stretches for millions of miles; there are endless lakes that are as boundless as the ocean; there are ancient palaces that float forever on the sky; there are ancient herb gardens that can bring people back to life...

It is not surprising that many Holy Lords usually leave the Holy Land in their later years and choose to enter the wilderness, where they meet unparalleled masters or people from ancient times.

"What happened to Zishan?" Many people in Shizhai were extremely nervous.

"Hurry up and pack your things and be ready to evacuate this place at any time." Ye Fan warned. He hesitated for a moment, then jumped into the air and flew towards Zishan.

Purple Mountain has an extraordinary appearance, towering like a purple sword thrust into the sky. There are many knife marks and ax marks on it, which are full of the marks of time.

A huge black dragon, hundreds of feet long, I don't know if it is its true body or if it has deliberately extended its body, it is extremely frightening.

It wraps around the top of the Purple Mountain. Its black body is very tight, like a steel Great Wall that has been honed over thousands of times. It is hooped on the mountain and is unshakable.

The black dragon body has tight scales, each one is more than half a meter long, and the black light is shining, full of powerful power.

This behemoth is pulling up the mountain, trying to use brute force to break the mountain and open this place. The movement just now was caused by it.

"This black dragon has read the ancient scrolls and found it here..." Ye Fan frowned. Before the Holy Land came, some powerful beings had already taken action.

"Duh!"

The old Taoist gave a light scolding, the sound was like a golden bell, and the space buzzed and trembled.

On Purple Mountain, the black dragon shook violently. The huge body seemed to have been hit hard by a sledgehammer several times, and it swayed repeatedly, making the top of the mountain shake.

Although the old Taoist is dry and dry, standing in the void is full of pressure and suffocating, like a dormant and sleeping dragon.

On the purple mountain peak, the huge black dragon roared low, like a mouse seeing a cat, it trembled, curled up into a ball, and then flew away from the back mountain without daring to say a word.

At this moment, it didn't look like a huge black dragon hundreds of feet long, but more like a loach that couldn't escape.

"Everyone who is hiding in the dark, please come out." The old Taoist's words were calm, but his words were majestic and irresistible.

Three old men appeared, each of them with strong vitality and blood, like a big furnace, making people feel the terrifying fluctuations of life.

Ye Fan was shocked. Before the arrival of the major holy places, those who could read the ancient scrolls were definitely unparalleled masters.

"Who is your Taoist friend?" asked an old man. He had white hair and a childish face, and had the aura of Taoism, which gave people an unfathomable feeling.

"I have forgotten my name a long time ago. Let's go. This is not a place for you to make decisions." The old Taoist was very calm, not angry but powerful. Although he was a monk, he made people feel heartbroken.

"You are too unkind. There is no owner here, why should we let us go?" The old man who spoke was very old, like the abyss of the road, unfathomable.

The old Taoist didn't say anything. He waved his sleeves and a strong wind blew up. The three gray-haired old men were blown away in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the distance.

"Could this be an old Holy Lord who ran out of life, walked into the wilderness, and then came out again?" Ye Fan was shocked and had such an idea.


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