Sovereign of the Era

Among the ruins of a dilapidated ancestral clan, Lin Yun, who is remembered by Xinyan and others, hides in one of the half collapsed temples.

In front of him, there are more than 30 Black Lotus demon pills, most of which are three petals.

However, three petals do not mean that there are only three petals in the whole black lotus. What we mean is that there are only three petals around the core of the inner ring.

A few demon pills have only two petals.

In contrast, the quality and luster of two petals of heilian are obviously inferior to those of three petals.

There are many Black Lotus demon pills. Unfortunately, there are no more than four petals.

In addition to the black alchemy pill, there are several spirit grass as well as, that most eye-catching purple ice cold flame fruit.

In front of him, half of them were from Lin Yun's own killing and half from his killing.

The highest value of purple ice cold flame fruit, there are some elements of luck.

In a short day, we had such a harvest. The Magic Lotus secret place has its unique attraction.

But its bloody cruelty, ultra-high mortality rate, still let people shudder.

After thinking about it, Lin Yun slightly counted it and put it all away. Now it's not time for refining. These resources are not enough for him to be promoted to the eighth level of Xuanwu.

It is the best time to refine when the accumulation is enough for him to make a breakthrough at one stroke.

If we do not refine, we must break through.

In a flash, he landed on the top of the dilapidated palace. As far as the eye can see, there are dilapidated temples, collapsed attics, and the ancient and desolate atmosphere pervades the ruins.

Although I have seen similar scenes in Qingyang world, it is still shocking to see it again.

Once upon a time, there was only a glorious ancient clan gate here.

But a war, but fight nothing, can only be fragmented in the temple, reminiscent of the prosperous times.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

With the seven Xuanbu displays, Lin Yun is like an eagle hovering in the ruins. Overlooking the eight sides, there is no missing trace, carefully looking for.

In the ruins, there are many descendants of the clan, scattered everywhere.

From time to time, he can hear the sound of fierce fighting. Unless there is a foreign treasure in the world, Lin Yun never takes the initiative to participate in these disputes.

After a glance, I'm not looking.

Wait

In the middle of the air, Lin Yun suddenly turned back and fell in front of a pile of rubble. Just now, there seemed to be a ripple of holy stripe, which was faint and unheard of, but it really caught his attention.

If there is no mistake, there should be an array of holy stripes interwoven in this place.

When the long sleeves were waving, Lin Yun's fists were like electricity, and the scattered and disordered debris was clear and clean.

Sure enough, a black lotus array appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.

From the perspective of the twisted black aperture in the center of the array, you can guess that this is a small transmission array.

Hesitating for a moment, Lin Yun leaped into it.

Whoa!

The moment of falling, like falling in the abyss, hanging in the air, keep falling.

I don't know how long it passed, and Lin Yun's feet touched the ground and stepped on the real place. His hanging heart also slowly relaxed.

Looking around, I found myself in an old stone chamber.

The stone chamber was ransacked. There were broken ornaments and damaged jade bottles everywhere. The things on the ground were dazzling. It took too long for people to distinguish.

Bang!

There was Zhenyuan's agitation, the deep roar of fighting voice, coming from afar. It seems that there is more than one entrance to this place, and Lin Yun is not the only one who comes in.

Listen for a moment, Lin Yun then in the stone chamber, search up.

After a turn, I didn't find any valuable treasure, only a martial arts jade card.

However, the order seal in the jade plate is incomplete and pasted on the center of the eyebrow. There are many defects in the recorded words.

It's good to have words. If you give it to the sect elder, you may be able to deduce some skills and skills.

After putting away the jade slips, Lin Yun went out and appeared on a corridor.

Looking at the stone slab above the head, I can probably tell that this is an underground palace. There are many forks in the underground palace, which is as complex as a maze. However, Lin Yun is not in a hurry. He has no definite destination and walks in it at will.

After turning the corner, they entered the second stone chamber.

The stone chamber where he appeared was not much different. It was messy and dusty. The only difference is that there are two more bodies, and the bodies are not very old.

It should be the children of the clan who had opened the secret realm of Magic Lotus and killed each other and died together.

Lin Yun in the two people's storage bag, search for a time, there is no black demon Dan and spirit grass fruit, think it is refined.

Nearly two thousand pieces of jade are enough.

Unexpected joy.

Their identities seem to be the core disciples of the clan. Ordinary disciples are so rich in wealth.

Twenty years ago, I was afraid that he would have some fame. He must be the leader of the clan.Unfortunately, the road of martial arts is too difficult. After 20 years, no one knows.

Leaving the stone chamber, Lin Yun in many stone chambers, in and out.

Not many valuable treasures have been found, but the incomplete ancient martial arts jade cards have accumulated a lot.

Go back and give it to zongmen. The second grade Lingyu must be indispensable.

This is the secret place of Magic Lotus. Even if you don't have an adventure, as long as you can be patient and come out alive, you will have a good harvest.

After several kilometers, there was a sound of fierce quarrel and fighting.

"There are so many quarrels. I'm afraid that the strange treasure with underground palace has been found."

Convergence Zhen Yuan, Lin Yun quietly, toward the end of the corridor slowly walk.

At the end, there is an open palace. Above the palace, there are strange jewels inlaid in the ceiling. Shining brightly, the hall below is bright and soft, attracting dozens of people to gather among them.

In the middle of the hall, there was an old man in hemp who sat cross legged with his head down. His body is covered with dust and lifeless. I don't know how long it has been.

In front of him, an ancient sword, also covered with dust, was stuck on the ground.

"Disperse, this sword belongs to Laozi. No one should argue with me!"

"By you? A fool talks about dreams

"Die!"

"Hum, a bunch of rubbish, get out of my way."

Under the bright light of the Pearl, Zhenyuan is surging, and the loud sound of martial arts collision is continuous. In order to fight for the ancient sword in front of the dead, a group of people fought incessantly.

Lin Yun observes in secret, his eyes fall on the ancient sword, as if thinking.

I'm afraid the ancient sword is a treasure. It's well preserved. If you can get a good weapon in this Magic Lotus secret place. It is equivalent to the security of life, and can even run rampant, killing all directions.

Apart from other wonderful points, this alone makes the ancient sword full of endless temptation.

Boom!

In the main hall, there was a sudden gust of wind, and many of the clansmen in the chaos had not yet responded. He was shaken and flew out, where the strong wind passed, he was swept away.

When dozens of people woke up, they found that it was not a strong wind, but a series of wanton, domineering shadows.

But this shadow, too fast, until they reflect, the owner of the shadow has come to the old man.

Without hesitation, he held the ancient sword in his hand and looked at it.

A group of people's eyes suddenly became murderous. They fought so hard for so long that they could not let an outsider sit and take the sword away.

"Put down the sword!"

"I want to die, but I dare to make trouble here because of the seven levels of cultivation of Xuanwu. Am I impatient to live?"

"Don't think that if you are a disciple of Lingxiao sword Pavilion, we dare not do anything about you!"

"What do you do with all this nonsense? Kill him."

"Kill!"

When a group of people saw that Lin Yun had only seven levels of cultivation of Xuanwu, they were more angry.

He dared to challenge them and killed the past without hesitation.

Noisy!

Lin Yun, who is looking at the ancient sword, has a chill in his eyes. The water moon sword is very powerful. There is a breeze blowing, lift a few strands of hair in front of the young man's forehead. He holds the ancient sword and waves his hand.

Long sleeves like clouds, sword light across, like antelope hanging horn, no trace to find.

This sword, big waves!

The ancient sword trembled, and the dust bounced open. The edge of the sword for thousands of years, and this moment, the cold light suddenly rises.

It seems to be an understatement, but with the sharp edge of the ancient sword, the sword power of the surging waves will start instantly. From the flat ground, there were sword lights, like the surging waves on the lake. The cold and cold sword light suddenly exploded in the crowd.

Screams sounded, more than ten people were pierced by the sword on the spot, immediately tragic death.

In the aftershock, the boundless sword light is really like a big wave. It will make a group of people's fierce voice, and rush to the scattered, too busy.

"Damn it, I met a demon!"

"He is Lin Yun. He must be the rising star of Lingxiao sword Pavilion."

The rest of the people turned pale, looking at Lin Yun's eyes, flashed the color of fear, and fled in a hurry.

"Die!"

However, the group just retreated to the entrance, and the wind and cloud rose in the corridor. There were constant collisions of ancient heavy tripods, playing a heroic war song, echoing in all directions. A fist, like a wild beast in ancient times, roars wildly, and Qi and blood tremble like thunder.

Bang bang bang!

Between breathing, more than ten people were killed on the spot. Those who didn't die also suffered heavy injuries, including broken ribs or broken internal organs.

"Get out of my way

After that, he was kicked out like a man.

Surging, out of a burly figure, grinning.Not dead people, shivering, hasten to take advantage of this opportunity, quickly flee.

Beast gate, seal the wild?

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, Lin Yun recognized the man, who was as famous as the demon flame sect Bai Yue. In the last Longmen competition, the burly young man who was also defeated by master liuxuan was more terrifying than before in three years.

He is a strong enemy. Don't be careless

Click!

At the moment of thinking, the ancient sword in his hand was broken on the spot. Lin Yun couldn't help laughing bitterly.

He still thought that his broken sword body did not seem to be able to do anything about it. I'm afraid that the ancient sword, like the burial of flowers, has an extraordinary origin and is mysterious.

I didn't expect that before I could understand it, I broke it in my own hands.

Looking at the broken sword, Feng Ye frowned slightly and swore: "it's a broken treasure again. I thought it was really a treasure..."

In the secret place of Magic Lotus, there are countless treasures that are broken without any reason.

The wild scolded, but did not think much.

When he moved his eyes to Lin Yun's body, his eyes flashed with a chill, and he laughed with a smile.

"The ancient sword is broken. Do you want to trouble me?"

Lin Yun looks calm and says softly.

He didn't want to fight this person if he didn't have to. But if the other party takes the initiative to provoke himself, he is not afraid.

"Hey, you are not weak. Just now, I felt the edge of the sword when I was hundreds of meters away. I'm afraid there are many treasures in my body. "

Feng Ye grinned and stared at his waist bag.

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability to take it."

It seems that World War I cannot be avoided.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held the sword in his hand.

In the hall, two people fight against each other, and the atmosphere suddenly becomes tense.

Only two people, no one noticed, when the ancient sword broke. Sitting cross legged, the old man, who had died for many years, seemed to move his stiff fingers.

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