It is precisely because of the existence of the seal of the god elephant Styx river that Yang Xu can feel the flavor of the elephant family in this mysterious building.

Yuanben Yangxu also has doubts.

It was not until he saw the snow-white ivory in the old man's hand that Yangxu vaguely affirmed something.

According to ancient legend, the elephant family will feel vaguely when the deadline is coming and the life is coming to an end.

Then no matter how far away they are from the elephant family cemetery, they will eventually find the elephant family cemetery and bury themselves in it.

Therefore, Yangxu made a special test.

Unexpectedly, he really guessed it.

This silver mysterious building is really a graveyard of the elephant family.

And to Yangxu's feeling, the specification of this cemetery seems not small.

"Say quickly, human, where did you get the seal of our god elephant Styx? How can you control the power of our elephant clan?"

At the moment, the old man in grey robe looked at Xiang Yangxu very badly. His sharp eyes were like a knife.

The wood spirit gentleman next to him was scared to death.

However, unexpectedly, in the face of his cold, knife like eyes, Yangxu's face could not see the slightest surprise.

On the contrary, he looked at the grey robed old man calmly and calmly:

"Old man, you don't seem to have a questioning attitude. If you want to get information from me, would you please be a little more professional? Who can you show your anxious look?"

Yangxu's impolite reprimand made the old man in grey robe's face become more red than the monkey's ass, and then suddenly turn blue and purple. Staring at Yangxu's eyes, he wanted to swallow Yangxu immediately.

The wood spirit gentleman next to him was so frightened that he called him a silent cicada.

Unfortunately.

Yangxu doesn't like him at all. Little boy, I've dealt with people who are more difficult than you. Will I be afraid of you?

Soon.

The grey robed old man's eyes were about to stare off, and Yang Xu didn't pay any attention to him.

This made the grey robed old man angry for a while and completely helpless. He said in a faint way, "if I were not worried that you would break the fish's death net and destroy the memory of my elephant family, I really want to capture you immediately."

Yangxu grinned:

"You really think too much, not to mention whether you have the ability to capture me. It's really impossible for you to force me to destroy my memory. If you don't believe it, you can try."

Yangxu did not give in, but he really scared the wood spirit gentleman next to him.

He wanted to persuade Yang Xu, but he was afraid of delaying the old man in grey robe.

"Well, you're brave enough, old man. I have a request and have to give in..."

The old man in the grey robe still admits it. It seems that the elephant family and the god elephant Styx seal are more important to him.

Yangxu's eyes flashed a wisp of fine light: "it doesn't hurt to tell you the truth. I have some origin with your elephant family. In a plane of my dark yellow world, there is an elephant family that has lost the inheritance of the god elephant Styx seal. If I hadn't accidentally obtained the God elephant Styx seal and passed these things to them, I'm afraid they would never want to practice them again."

Yangxu told the old man in grey robe about his past with xianghuasheng and Xiangli.

Endless emotion flashed in the grey robed old man's eyes:

"I can't imagine that there are descendants of my god elephant family in a small insignificant plane. God has eyes."

The grey robed old man's eyes twinkled, and his eyes fell on Yangxu. He looked at the human youth from head to foot, and the look in his eyes was constantly changing.

On Yangxu's beautiful face, there was a calm smile:

"Elder, I've explained things to you clearly. I have a little relationship with the elephant family, so don't worry. I won't disclose the things about the elephant family cemetery here."

Yangxu's real purpose is actually Mu Lingjun, the guy who supports the sky and turns into a divine wood.

The old man in grey robe nodded, but he was noncommittal:

"The elephant family cemetery is not allowed to be disturbed. Although you say you won't reveal it, but..."

The words of the old man in grey robe made Yang Xu's eyes slightly cold:

"But what, elder, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? You should have thought of it. After all, you are so smart, ha ha."

The grey robed old man's face showed a teasing expression, and there was a kind of pleasure in the bottom of his eyes:

He was teased by the young man just now. Now, seeing the expression on the young man's face, the old man in grey robe has a feeling of revenge:

"Human youth, what I believe most is that only the dead will not reveal secrets. Therefore, please..."

The old man who could run was interrupted coldly by Yang Xu before he finished his words:

"In fact, I've always been curious about one thing, that is, can you elephant clan really perceive your death date in advance? For example, you, old man, do you expect you to die today?"

As soon as he said this, the grey robed old man's face suddenly changed. He didn't wait for him to respond, Yiyin!

A sharp sword light, like a flash of lightning, suddenly struck the grey robed old man's face.

Mu Lingjun beside him immediately changed his face. He didn't expect that Yang Xu actually said to fight, so suddenly.

At the same time.

The grey robed old man was unwilling to show weakness, so he went straight to the sun and blew out an extremely violent blow:

Boom!

A spiral gray air stream erupted from the fist of the old man in the gray robe, smashed a piece of space, and instantly blasted to the Yangxu face door:

"Human boy, I know you are cunning. You must die in order to prevent you from plotting the tomb of my god elephant!"

When he spoke, Yang Xu's fierce sword light had been blasted to his face.

Brush and pull!

The grey robed old man was ready. The white ivory held in his hand directly turned into a huge white shield and blocked the fierce sword light directly:

Keng!

The sharp edge of the sword blasted on the white ivory wall, leaving only a faint scar.

On Yang Xu's side, he was not surprised by the sudden attack of the grey robed old man:

Although he doesn't have much contact, judging from the various fucking decisions made by the old guy, he must not be a good thing when he was young.

So Yangxu had already been on guard against the old man's sudden sneak attack. At the moment when the old man's violent fist hit, boom!

Yangxu hit a smashing power and smashed the fist strength of the old man in grey robe.

meanwhile.

The linhuang sword in Yangxu's hand suddenly reflected the whole sky like a miraculous light:

Holy cut · ghost bite!

The black sword light, like a black light from the nether hell, directly divides the cosmic void into two parts, and the ultimate goal is the void where the old man in gray robe is located.