After Lan Siyu and his group finished setting up the three-layer formation, everyone relaxed.

In the center of the formation, Lan Siyu drank wine and said: "This place is so cold that it's scary, and the Yin Qi is also very weird. I don't know what's going on!"

A white-haired old man muttered: "The Yin Qi of this place is somewhat similar to that of Dragon Burial Valley. Mr. Xie Feng thinks that there may also be the bones of pure-blood dragons here."

"Pure blood dragon?"

Lan Siyu's eyes lit up, Xie Feng really had something to hide from him, it was really hateful.

"Yes, Dragon Burial Valley also has similar Yin Qi. These Yin Qi are very weird. Even flames and thunder will be dyed into Yin Qi. It may be the Yin Qi that remains after the death of the Dragon Clan."

Someone asked: "Then wouldn't it be possible for dragon-blooded demon corpses to appear in this place?"

Mentioning the Dragon Blood Demon Corpse, several people shuddered.

Even Lan Siyu had a look of fear in his eyes, and comforted him: "We haven't gone into the depths, so we shouldn't encounter them. Don't scare yourself."

While a few people were chatting, they didn't notice that there was a sword box placed in a crevice above the cave not far away.

Wow!

Ripples in space appeared, and two figures flew out of the sword box.

In the crowd, the white-haired old man frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "There is movement!"

Lan Siyu's face instantly became alert. He activated the pendant on his chest, and a ripple appeared and then merged into his body.

At the same time, he summoned a holy sword and held it tightly in his right hand.

Several other guests did not dare to breathe, and their faces looked quite wary.

"We stay in the formation. Even if the dragon-blooded demon corpse really comes, we don't have to be afraid..."

Lan Siyu glanced around, her heart agitated, and she didn't know whether her words were meant to comfort herself or others.

Wow!

Just when a few people were in shock and confusion, waves of black mist suddenly came in, and then several people discovered in horror.

Under the corrosion of this black mist, the triple formation dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lan Siyu's cheeks twitched, this thing is too weird, and he quickly said: "Everyone gather around me, don't disperse, there are many of us, nothing will happen!"

Bang!

A figure rushed towards him and smashed the broken formation into pieces with just one punch.

The people who were about to gather together were all dispersed by this figure.

"Don't spread out!"

Lan Siyu was a little frightened and said loudly to the figures on all sides that he thought a dragon-blooded demon corpse was really coming.

Those who dispersed couldn't care less about him and retreated wildly.

But just as he retreated, he heard a flute sound that was as misty as an immortal and as cold as the moon, resounding in the cave.

boom!

The sound of the flute contained the majestic power of the sword, and it enveloped several people in an instant. The sound of the flute was like a sword, oppressing all directions.

The person playing the flute is clearly in front of me, but it seems as if he is far away and cannot be approached.

Under the shroud of the flute sound, sound waves kept blooming like sword light, and several people drew their weapons and fought individually.

Lin Yun was clad in moonlight, with long hair reaching waist length, playing the purple jade divine bamboo flute, trapping the seven people tightly.

The sound of the flute is faint, and the meaning of the sword is like an immortal.

After a while, the seven people were forced out of the stars, and visions emerged one after another. Lin Yun played a song called "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix," and the cave erupted with terrifying lethality.

The most important thing is that this group of people still don't know where Lin Yun is.

"How could the dragon-blooded demon corpse be able to play the flute?"

The white-haired old man frowned slightly, his eyes flickered, and he followed the sound of the flute.

he looks

A beautiful picture appeared, blooming at the feet of the silver figure in the black mist, with fairy flowers blooming one after another, blooming with gorgeous light.

The flowers keep blooming and the sword shines endlessly.

The fragrance of flowers is touching, and the sword leaves no mark!

In just half a cup of tea, these people were trapped in it, and the sound of the flute left them all bruised and miserable.

"Pretend to be a ghost! He is over there, let's go together and kill him!"

A fierce look flashed in the white-haired old man's eyes, and he dodged and flew directly towards Lin Yun.

Bang!

But just as he rushed over, he was bounced back by the sword force and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The next moment, the sound of the flute changes again!

His expression became solemn and majestic. When the last note of "Hundred Birds Facing Phoenix" came out, the seven Shendan Masters each vomited blood.

Under the vibration of the flute sound, cracks appeared in all the internal organs, and a mouthful of blood was mixed with many broken internal organs.

"Go over and kill him. He just played a piece of music, which must have cost a lot of stars."

Lan Siyu held the sword and said nervously.

Two figures stood up reluctantly, and after being urged and cursed by Lan Siyu, they slowly leaned towards Lin Yun.

puff!

The funeral flower was unsheathed, Lin Yun held the sword in his backhand, and turned into a thunderbolt and passed through it.

Click!

The two figures were instantly torn apart by the sword light.

The funeral flowers are out of their sheaths, why look back!

To kill, one sword is enough.

Lan Siyu's eyes widened. It was hard to imagine that the two people who were still alive just now were gone.

run!

Without any hesitation, the remaining five people fled towards the rear.

Lin Yun chased after him, and a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who escaped to the very back saw that he could not escape, so he had to turn around and fight.

The middle-aged man in Qingyi activated some kind of secret technique, and his cultivation level and realm increased wildly. His eyes were split open and blood flowed out. The sight was extremely terrifying at first glance.

He seemed to be transformed into a demon and went berserk, becoming extremely powerful, and the void kept exploding with the force of his palm.

A wave of energy surges in, overwhelming everything you think about.

Facing this attack, Lin Yun did not panic at all, he allowed the attack to fall on him.

Bang!

The dragon pattern shines and the silver moon blooms.

This terrifying blow landed on Lin Yun, which only caused him to pause without taking a step back.

The middle-aged man in Qingyi was immediately shocked to the extreme and murmured: "How is this possible...who are you? How can you know the Dragon Clan's Divine Body Refining Technique!!"

Without saying a word, Lin Yun stepped forward and waved his sword.

The middle-aged man in Qingyi was in a state of embarrassment. Every sword strike from the opponent would erode a lot of his star energy. After three strikes, his star energy was reduced to very little.

His hair stood on end and he felt extremely frightened.

Phew!

When the fourth sword came, he had no time to avoid it and was cut in half by the sword.

Lin Yun chased and killed a group of Shendan Venerables who had been severely injured by Bai Niao Chaofeng. After he drew his sword, they did not have much resistance.

The power of the netherworld in Shenxiao Sword Art contains the power of the secret of death, which is even weirder than the evil aura of this group of people.

When Lin Yun's murderous intention was determined, it was too difficult for this group of seven-star Tianshen Dan Venerables to escape from Lin Yun's sword.

In the midst of lightning and flint, all six guests from the Netherworld Palace died.

Lan Siyu was the only one left who was still running wildly. He wanted to know what happened, but the screams of those people before they died made him not dare to have any idea of ​​turning back.

Wow!

A light appeared in front of him, and Lan Siyu felt happy. There was light... there was light, and he was saved.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in front of him. It was a woman with curvaceous curves, a hot figure, a charming face, and her facial features were as delicate and handsome as a hibiscus.

"An... An Xingshi, why are you here?"

Lan Siyu stopped and was surprised for a moment, but soon he looked concerned and said nervously: "Envoy An Xing, please come with me quickly. There is a dragon-blooded demon corpse behind here. You only have to

Come with me to survive!"
To be continued...