The Abyss Thunder Crocodile stared behind Yang Yunfan with his eyes wide open!

"In the ancient pagoda, there is only one bronze crane, with a color like emerald, a slender body, and an extraordinary steed... Yes, it is Lord Shenhe!"

The Abyss Thunder Crocodile opened its mouth, feeling extremely shocked.

Others don't know the origin of this sacred crane, but it knows it clearly.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the eternal supreme power known as the "Lord of the Clouds" encountered it on the ancient road in the starry sky. It was Lord Shenhe who took action and captured it directly.

At that time, Lord Shenhe looked at him, his eyes were green, and he was ready to swallow him up. However, Lord Yun Zhong said a few words, which made Lord Shenhe give up his plan to swallow himself.

Of course, although he escaped death, he lost his freedom.

Not long after, Yun Zhongjun tore through the void, ignoring the spatial repulsion of the Ancient Realm of Evil, and forcibly arrived near the Holy Spirit Lake, where he set up a space vortex leading to a certain secret realm.

And it was imprisoned nearby and became the guardian of the space channel of Holy Spirit Lake.

Although they were forced to do nothing, they were intimidated by the majesty of Lord Yun Zhong and Master Shenhe. For tens of thousands of years in the past, the Abyssal Thunder Crocodile had been working diligently to guard the Holy Spirit Lake and not let others approach.

It was only in the past ten thousand years that it felt that there was no hope of breaking free, and that Lord Yun Zhong seemed to have fallen again, so it began to be lazy.

"The master asked me to guard outside the boundary of Holy Spirit Lake, and asked Lord Shenhe to guard the ancient tower under Holy Spirit Lake. Over the years, those strong men who have forcibly passed through my barrier and entered this space channel are all here.

Broken in the ancient pagoda, it became Lord Shenhe's meal!"

"I didn't expect that the invincible Lord Shenhe would be defeated by these three people today. Moreover, Lord Shenhe is not in good condition. He seems to have suffered heavy injuries and his soul is unstable!"

Seeing Yang Yunfan and the others coming out, with Yang Yunfan still carrying the faint bronze crane on his back, the Abyss Thunder Crocodile was simply shocked and frightened.

It dared not make a sound.

If Yang Yunfan and others find out that it is in the same group as the crane, Yang Yunfan might also capture it!

It is already very old, very old, and will die in a few years. Before it dies, it is no longer willing to suffer, so it is not unacceptable to die in Holy Spirit Lake of such old age.

Swish, brush, brush!

However, before the Abyss Thunder Crocodile could think too much, at this moment, on the lush grassland, figures one after another, wielding various flying swords, quickly surrounded the place.

There were too many people, more than a hundred people!

"Wow!"

After a while, these people flew less than a kilometer in front of Yang Yunfan.

The sword light converged, and figures stood upright in the sky, like divine swords unsheathed, exuding sharp murderous intent.

The strong wind blew the clothes of those people and made a sound.

The robes of these people are all embroidered with beautiful golden lace. If you look carefully, you will find that these golden laces faintly outline a unified sword pattern.

In addition, the sleeves of these people's robes were blown by the wind. When they were rolled over, they inadvertently revealed the four delicate characters "Tianxuan Sword Sect", glowing with a faint golden light in the wind.

"Master of Moyun Palace, Yang Yunfan! Sword Master of Hyunjin Island, Mingchen! I have admired you for a long time!"

At that moment, one person flew out from the team of more than a hundred monks.

He was dressed in white, with a jade-like face, a slender figure, and a dazzling black sword at his waist. He had an extraordinary demeanor, especially his pair of eyes, which were very sharp, gestating a mysterious sword intent that was astonishing.

Make it unforgettable as soon as you see it.

This person is none other than Feng Changkong, the leader of the Tianxuan Sword Sect who is exploring the ancient world of evil.

At this moment, Feng Changkong broke away from the large army and stood in the air, at the front of the Tianxuan Sword Sect's team. He had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were always looking up and down at Yang Yunfan.

Especially, when he saw the bronze crane on Yang Yunfan's back, his eyes suddenly froze and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"With such a great reputation, there really are no deceitful people!"

"Master Moyun, Master Mingjian, you two can come out alive from the mysterious ancient tower under the Holy Spirit Lake, and even bring out the guardian crane in the Holy Spirit Lake. It's really amazing!"

"This ability really makes Feng Mou admire him very much!"

"It should be noted that our Tianxuan Sword Sect has lost many powerful Dzogchen masters over the years, but none of them have successfully entered the ancient pagoda!"

The Tianxuan Sword Sect is one of the largest sects in the Fire Spirit Realm. Every time the Ancient Realm of Evil is opened, a large number of monks are sent to explore it.

There is a mysterious ancient tower under the Holy Spirit Lake, which is suspected to be the original world treasure of the ancient world of Jixie. Others don't know it, but they know it very well.

Over the years, although the Tianxuan Sword Sect has lost many powerful men, they have not gained anything. At least, they have a clear understanding of the situation under the Holy Spirit Lake.

In addition, what they know better is that the ancient pagoda under the Holy Spirit Lake was once an eternal treasure. Even if it fell down a level, it was at least a top-quality chaos treasure.

It is probably impossible for a treasure of this level to be forcibly broken open by external force, relying on the strength of the Dzogchen monks.

The best way is to wait outside Holy Spirit Lake.

Wait for the destined person in the legend to break the seal in the ancient pagoda, and then bring out the treasures in the ancient pagoda.

And they are guarding the exit, taking the opportunity to snatch the opportunity from each other!

"Brother Feng is joking, we are just lucky. It cannot compare to your majesty, Brother Feng."

Yang Yunfan narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Changkong and the others, feeling like a bright mirror in his heart.

Feng Changkong brought people here just to play the trick of "the mantis stalks the cicada, while the oriole follows behind", and wanted to use the strength of the crowd to snatch away the things he got from the ancient pagoda.

Oh……

This Feng Changkong didn't go out to ask around. In the years since his debut, Yang Yunfan, when did he not defeat the many with less and the weak with the weak? Do you really think that because they have more people, they can do whatever they want?

"Master Moyun said that I am majestic? I admit this. Indeed, our disciples of Tianxuan Sword Sect have always been very majestic!"

Feng Changkong smiled arrogantly, and at the same time, he stretched out his hand and slowly smoothed the wind-blown hair on both sides of his face.

Such a gesture is simply arrogant to the extreme!

"Senior Brother Changkong, why are you nagging them?"

"They have all become turtles in a urn, whether they are alive or dead, and we have nothing to say?"

Behind Feng Changkong, a group of disciples of the Tianxuan Sword Sect were immediately inspired to see their senior brother acting so cool and unruly, and they all started shouting.

"Junior brothers, please be patient."

Feng Changkong smiled softly and pressed his hands to signal everyone not to get excited.

Holding the dazzling black divine sword in his hand, he shook his figure and flew directly in front of Yang Yunfan.

Feng Changkong was condescending, staring at Yang Yunfan, with a faint smile, and said: "Since the master of Moyun Palace has captured the guardian crane, it must be that the legendary supreme sword canon, [Cloud Pattern Sword Sutra], has been taken by you.

Got it?"

"Hand it over. As long as you hand over the [Cloud Pattern Sword Book], I will make the decision and let you go. After all, we don't have any deep hatred. There is no need to kill for a sword book that no one can practice."

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Chapter completed!