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"Deadly the place?"

Lin Yun's eyes are clear, obviously have he heard, and a face is not solving.

"Yes, it is a burial place.

That place is a lot of fog, all the ancient monsters, all of them are magic.

Very dangerous, it is said that it is the mission of this parade, there is a kind of incredible benefits, very mysterious.

The bright eyes bloom, Shen Sheng said: "The grounds of the fair, if this is the most elite disciple of ancient Zongmen, there is a place where you go in, you know.

Lin Yunxin Head is hot, and naturally understands the meaning of each other.

Looking at the relics of Zongmen, you can have this ancient Zongmen, what is the status in the golden world!

The most elite disciples under his doctors have the inheritance of the qualifications, what is tempting, and it is not necessary to say.

"Come here to the top of the Qingyang Dynasty, almost all the land of the burial, even if we are three major masterpieces, it is not cheap.

But this time, there is a treasure in your hand, you can barely fight for a dispute.

Mingyu laughed, even if there is a treasure in Lin Yun's hand, it is not very confident.

Can you compete for? Lin Yun slightly, this Mingzhao's little master, but it does not look mad.

In the Qingyang Dynasty, the strong people of half-step porch can be considered the top existence.

Lin Yun is in the hands of the treasure, facing this powerful, only turned around.

Even if Lei Yan's tactics, it is very uncomfortable.

The gray clothes next to the Mingyi are the high-profile half-step porch!

If he can only force himself, then others are afraid that it is unable to compete.

Perhaps, the true goal of the Mingyi is always the Bai Li Xuan.

He saw that the gang of the Lingxiao Pavilion, all of them are terrible.

The swords on the body can be broken.

That Bai Li Xixuan only repaired in the first day, it can give him the feeling, but the half-step mysterious general of Jin Yuzong and the bloody door is terrible.

Under the whole, the strength is more terrible, no one knows.

If you use four words to describe it, it is definitely unable to measure.

Division with him, I am afraid that it is almost.

This is still a master of the master, secretly hiding the powerful scales, not to say more.

After a moment, Mingyi gathered the disciples of Mingguang, and five tricks were all advised.

Leave only four or five, the innate six and seven Zongmen elites.

"Let's go."

After half a day, there was a mysterious place in the vast voyage, and there was a mysterious place in the eyes.

This place is very remote, if Lin Yun is coming, it is certainly difficult to find.

The faint black fog, with the wind, whistling.

It is like a magic sound, disturbing people, and it is very discomfort.

"

Is this a magical mist? "

"very scary……"

"It feels like a leading to hell.

In the relics of the Zongmen, the congenital power of Mingguang Pavilion, first saw the magical fog, and his face was quite dignified.

There are still some tuition of the four squares, and they are equally condensed in the edge of this dead place.

However, most of them bite the teeth, and there is no return.

Under the magic, there are many ancient remains on the ground. If there is a hidden, it is an ancient district disciple of death.

In this manner, I have been born in a surprising war before I have been long.

Ming Xiaowei wrinkles: "The fog is full, it seems that we have been behind.

Everyone is careful, come with me.

In the moon, everyone suddenly feels slightly discomfort.

The magical gas is not angry, it is like a yin wind, everyone has to share these magicals.

Lin Yun gods unchanged, this is the magical, and it is still not harming to him.

He is more in the magic refining, reaching a perfect thunderism.

"That is……"

Didn't go far, I saw a group of people, surrounded by a huge monster body, surprised.

The crowd passed a little, and it took a breath.

This is the thick flesh, with a small monster body, falling on the ground, no life.

It is in the upper and lower, only one scar.

That is a sword mark that is not eye-catching, but it can be deeply in-vulgent and a fattening.

Black hymnia, wound, like a small stream.

"Good terrible swords!

"Only a sword, the sword is contained, smash all the vitality of this murder.

"I heard that this sword is Leicen in Bai Li, some people see that this monster is not long-eyed, and is solved by him with a sword.

"What is the strength of the congenital seven?" This monster is born. "

Everyone is frightened, although he did not really see Bai Li Xuan shot, but he left the monster body, but gave it a great shock.

!

Lin Yun's right ear is moved, hears a little Sword sound, stir in the body of the beast.

When the face suddenly changed, the small channel: "Ming Shao, retreat, this murderous beast body is a little quirky!

Mingishi is neglect, the old people did not see the problem, how Lin Yun got out of the problem.

But he is still a little trust in Lin Yun.

When you look at the hand, the Mingguang Pavilion is far away.

!

A few people just stood, they listened to a roar, in the monster bodies in front.

Suddenly, the seven swords of swords were exploded, and they started from the sky.

!

Time, just some Shuwei's monster body, instant written.

The stirring sword gas, can't prevent it, hurt the martial arts that observe the body.

Almost there is no sign, these people who have been hurt by the swords, the light is wearing the chest, and the weight is broken, and half of the scene is half-discipline.

I have hurt more than 10 people.

"This is a sword!

"If you have a sword, you will leave so fierce swords, I am scattered now ..."

"This is the strength of Bai Li, how is it?"

I have a four-point five-slun a monster body, and the martial arts that were injured by the swords, all the faces were shocked.

Mingzhao sighs: "Lin Yun, I have lost you much!"

The gray clothes are quite deeply glanced: "Lin Gongzi's sword is sentimental, I am afraid that I am not far from the sword, I don't have any awareness of the sword in the monster.

Lin Yun is calm, there is no much words.

He only stepped from the sword, and he wanted to reach this point of Bai Li, it was too far away.

I really don't know how Ling Xiaojian, how to cultivate this metamorphous sword enchanting.

Continue to go forward, the monster bodies seen along the road gradually get more.

There are already many people come here, as a later, it is much less trouble.

In this forbidden place, perhaps because of the cause of the magic, there are many untrusted distant disciples, and they are not completely weathering.

The bones are still stored, and the dust is buddy, and people will add a lot of .

It's hard to imagine that the distant battle in that year, there are more tragic, and even the disciples of the world will die.

"That place, some weird.

Between walking, Lin Yun pointed to the broken wall from the distance and suddenly opened.

All the way, Lin Yun is so sensational, so that everyone avoids many troubles.

Everyone has already been in conjuble to him.

"Look at it.

Mingyi, I have gone with everyone, I walked over.

Take the bones on the ground, and a group didn't have long, I came to the broken wall.

I saw a mural on the broken wall, and the scene was mysterious.

There is a rhyme existence, only one eye, it is a big earthquake, this is a provenogram.

However, several cracks on the wall, dog teeth are interlaced, and people are lighter.

"It's a sword ... damn, but also in Bai Liuan!

Mingyu is anger, holding a fist, some uncomfortable.

In front of the murals are extremely precious, if you can bring it back, you are very helpful for the martial arts of Mingguangge disciples.

But the existence of these swords, but let Mingyu have dispelled the idea, just touch it.

The mural will be residual sword, stirred into the powder, and hurt people.

The old man sighs: "This is a treasure that will be able to move, almost moved away.

If you can't move, you will ruin it directly.

During the truth, there is not too much to say.

If you are strong enough, you can't fear the monsters in the magic, you can do this.

"Maybe, I can try it.

At this time, the silent Lin Yun suddenly opened.

"Lin brothers, serious?"

Mingyu is bright, igniting the hopes, this mural is not too big to him.

It can be a treasure for Mingguang Pavilion, it is too needed.

"let me try.

Everyone retired, Lin Yun played forward, the swords on him were scattered.

The momentum is suddenly changing, just like the sword of the sheath, the sword will be shrouded throughout the mural.

Just on the occasion of everyone, the powerful swords, fierce.

The sword is condensed halfway, and the hidden swords in the murals will be taken out.

Time, there are seven sword light, brushing from murals.

"Lin brothers, be careful!"

Looking at the sword, Ming Wei lost.

Lin Yun double finger closer, to refer to the sword, rely on his own half-step sword, and even block the six swords.

When I got the seventh sword, I was shocked several steps, and the blood in the body was swayed and the face was more than.

Sway!

Complete murals, suddenly screamed to several pieces, falling on the ground.

"Quickly get up.

Mingyu face, success, murals did not sword shock into powder.

Among them, the rhyme is still stored, and it is still a complete enlightener figure.

Immediately, the Mingguang Pavilion gathered before and carefully wandered a piece of mural.

"Lin brothers are nothing."

Ming Hao walked over, grateful.

Lin Yun closed his hand: "It is only a sword where his residual sword is, after all, it is not enough.

Mingyi and gray clothes, but they did not bother.

If the non-sword is sentiment, even the realm is, even the strength is enough.

I can't keep murals.

Both people look at Lin Yun, which is obviously a lot.

Even if there is no more power, Lin Yun's strength, it is afraid that it is also strong.

Deadly funeral, white bones are tired, many broken buildings, have a good murals and similar treasures.

It is a place to be officer. Some buildings that are inconspicuous in this year have become treasures in the eyes of later people.

Several people, in this dead, constantly moving.

After a long time, a vast square appeared in the vision of everyone.

Gray sandstone, the ground, immersed in ancient vicissitudes, giving a sense of oppression.

At this moment, there is a lot of figure on the square.

Lin Yun's eyes, crossing these figure, saw a vast black altar in the center of the square.

The light is the step, there are tens of thousands ... "Tongtian altar!

The old people next to the Mingyi, the look is bigger, and it is exciting.