The blood dragon immediately, Lin Yun, whose face was hidden under the shadow, frowned slightly.
Pull the reins and prepare to retreat at any time.
The other party's large group of people are all elites, many of them are powerful people from the six or even seven orifices of the innate orifices. Perhaps there are powerful people from the Xuanwu realm hidden in it.
"You guys retreat first."
The leader suddenly stretched out his hand and let the team behind them all stay behind.
"Young Master?"
"It's okay, I'll talk to this friend, you guys back first."
Da da da da da!
Under the instructions of the young man in yellow, the elite troops of Mingguang Pavilion began to retreat one after another.
"Mingye, the young master of Xiamingguang Pavilion, my friend, I feel that you seem familiar. Can you take off your hood and see me?"
The young man rode on the high-headed horse, looked at Lin Yun, and said with a smile.
He had no murderous aura on his body, but he was quite kind.
Lin Yun could sense that the deep breath contained in the other party was not much worse than that of plum blossoms.
"Sorry, I think you must have recognized the wrong person?"
Lin Yun lowered his voice and responded faintly, not wanting to get too entangled with the other party.
"Is that true? I'm more and more sure of my guess when you react like this. You are Lin Yun!"
Young Master Mingguang Mingye suddenly spoke and called out Lin Yun's identity.
This guy...
Isn't hiding yourself good enough?
Lin Yun was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, his current dress was no different from that of ordinary adventurers. The sword box on his back was also hidden under the wide cloak and was difficult to detect.
"It seems I guessed it right."
A cunning gaze flashed in Mingye's eyes. Seeing Lin Yun silent, he laughed softly.
"You don't have to deny that although you were in Tianhuo Peak and robbed the eighth-grade lava heart before, I got the news that you robbed the dragon cloud fruit painted by plum in the Tianzhe Mountains,
Leaving calmly..."
Mingye raised his eyebrows and chuckled softly, "Hehe, Mei Zihua is cold-hearted and feels embarrassed and wants to hide the news. But in this world, there is no airtight wall. The news that you are still alive has spread throughout Qingyang County.
Now.”
"What do you want to do?"
Lin Yun was not silent and asked directly.
Seeing the other party agreeing, Mingye laughed and said, "Hahaha, it's you, my intuition is really accurate. But don't worry, I have no hostility towards you, on the contrary, we can cooperate with each other. The Wanjia of Ziyan City
You should know the matter. I am not protected by Mingguang Pavilion, and the Wan family has been destroyed now!"
Lin Yun was a little speechless. After a long time of conversation, the other party actually guessed based on intuition.
But as for cooperation, "no interest."
"Are you sure? You offended the Blood Cloud Sect and the Jinyan Sect at the same time. We cooperated with my Mingguang Pavilion to ensure that you can be worry-free in the ancient ruins."
"Thank you for your kindness, but I am still used to being alone. If you have the chance, you can take care of each other in the Qingyang Realm and say goodbye."
Seeing that someone came from behind, Lin Yun was not delaying, so he pulled the reins.
The blood dragon horse turned into a wind, rolling up dust all over the ground, and disappeared at the end of the road in a moment.
“What a fast speed.”
Mingye smacked his tongue slightly, but he seemed quite surprised.
"Young Master, how did you determine his identity?"
The Mingguang Pavilion team approached, and an old man with deep cultivation asked Mingye curiously.
Ming Ye said lightly: "The fire-attribute spiritual energy on his body is very condensed, and it even makes people feel a little scared... Thinking of the eighth-grade lava heart, try it a little
I checked it out, but I didn’t expect it was him.”
"This man seems a little ignorant. Should he send someone to follow him?"
Mingye smiled faintly and said, "I don't know how to be proud? I can't say, he just doesn't trust the sects. But when he feels the pressure from the two sects, he will make a choice. By the way, I heard from the Blood Cloud Sect.
Blood Tuo came out of seclusion?”
When talking about the Blood Slaughter, the old man's face changed slightly, and he pondered: "Well, for this ancient ruin, I came out of seclusion early."
"Hehe, I don't know what level his Blood Cloud Hand has reached now, I'm so curious!"
Mingye's eyes were shining with light, and he was obviously looking forward to the ancient ruins of Qingyang Realm and the upcoming grand event.
...
The ancient ruins of Qingyang Realm are long and difficult to trace.
Before the Great Qin Empire was established, the ruins had long existed, and it has not yet been found out which era it was in.
I only know that that era, compared to the present, was a completely mythical and legendary dream era.
Ordinary people can't imagine how powerful the ancient sects in Qingyang's small world were in that era.
It is said that it was a golden era, a magnificent era with many geniuses, gods everywhere, monsters rampant, and thousands of races.
But in the end, for some reason, this magnificent golden era was suddenly destroyed, as if it had disappeared overnight.
What is left behind is full of broken tiles, and there are ruins such as Qingyang Realm.
Today's warrior era is gradually developing on that ruin.
Time goes by, and to this day, no one can shake the seal of Qingyang Realm.
Even the first emperor of the Great Qin Empire could not be cracked, otherwise this ruin would have long become a private forbidden property.
Qingyang County is famous in the vast Qin Empire.
In addition to his chaos and innocence, we have to attribute it to this remaining small world.
Every time the Qingyang Realm seal is opened, a grand event will be ushered in here, and strong people from all over the world will come here to gather.
Qingyangjie is located in a valley. The only entrance to the valley is two statues thousands of feet tall standing.
Ancient statues guard the ruins that have been passed down from ancient times, and no one can break through them.
When Lin Yun was driving the blood dragon horse, he just felt the wasteland where the valley was located. In a glance, there were dense crowds of people on the vast wasteland.
There was no way to see the shadow of the valley, it was full of dark people.
As I passed the crowd and looked into the distance, I saw two ancient statues standing like mountains.
A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the statue was filled with the vicissitudes and sorrow left by time. The ancient aura spreads between the heaven and earth, making the sky and clouds frozen in the long river of time.
Shocked!
Under the hood, Lin Yun's face was full of shock, and this feeling made him very depressed.
The two statues were simple and unpretentious, but the domineering aura that stood among the world. At first glance, I felt as heavy as a mountain, and the depressed people couldn't breathe.
Under this vast and majestic domineering aura, people feel that they are extremely small.
After only watching for a while, Lin Yun quickly withdrew his gaze and did not dare to look at it anymore.
"These two statues look like guardians of ancient ruins. No wonder few people dare to make bad ideas."
Lin Yun thought about something and understood something.
The Qingyang Realm only allows warriors to enter first. Strong people in other realms dare to break through will be dead.
May
For a hundred years, I don’t know how many people want to make this Qingyang world.
But in the end, all failed without exception.
"Such a powerful sect has been gone by many years, and no descendants can solve it, but why was it destroyed back then?"
Shaking his head, Lin Yun felt that the topic was a bit too heavy and didn't think about it.
The Blood Dragon Horse stepped onto this wasteland and was obviously much more honest and dared not move.
Walking along the way, I saw many disciples from the Blood Cloud Sect, who seemed to be searching for something in the crowd.
Looking for me again?
Yes, Xueyun Sect must have guessed that as long as I don’t die, I will definitely come to this Qingyang Realm.
But at present, there are at least 70,000 to 80,000 people, including some powerful and strange existences.
The Blood Cloud Sect is domineering on weekdays, but now you don’t dare to do too much.
If you want to find him, you are basically looking for a needle in a haystack, and there is no possibility.
On the wasteland, the locations close to the valley have long been occupied by major forces. As long as the seal is opened, these locations can enter the Qingyang Realm as soon as possible.
Lin Yun, who had already arrived deep in the crowd, could already see the entrance to the valley, and in these best locations, he could see the existence of plum paintings.
As the overlord of the Qingyang Realm, Jin Yan Sect is naturally qualified to occupy a place here.
Mei Zi's face was cold, there was a bit of anger between her eyebrows, and she looked very unhappy, with an expression that she would not enter without any stranger.
I don’t know who it was, but the incident of Lin Yun snatching him from Long Yunguo was revealed.
If you pay great attention to your face, you will feel extremely depressed.
"That's it?"
Lin Yun glanced at him and saw a person in the place occupied by the Blood Cloud Sect, frowned slightly.
The man had a thin face, a vicious and violent aura on his body, which made people feel extremely terrible at first glance.
Compared with plum paintings, it seems to be more afraid of.
"The Blood Cloud Sect doesn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp... There are such a young and terrifying masters."
The hood was pulled, and Lin Yun hid his face deeper.
It won’t take long before the Qingyang Realm seal will be opened, and you will be as low-key as you can.
After a while, Lin Yun, who was aimless, suddenly saw a familiar figure.
With a raised brow, Lin Yun looked up immediately, not sure if he was dazed.
It was a girl in red, with delicate appearance, white eyes, white teeth, jade skin, and an elf-like temperament, and her eyes were as cute as crescent moons.
Lin Yun's heart moved, it was really her!
The mysterious girl who was unable to sacrifice his martial soul and was at a loss and at a loss, was blowing a flute in the red leaf forest on the bank of the river to help him master the half-step sword intent.
The girl in red seemed to notice Lin Yun's gaze, and an accident flashed in her eyes.
Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, blinked playfully, with crescent moons and picturesque eyebrows.
But when Lin Yun looked carefully, he disappeared.
"Give it aside."
Without caring about much, Lin Yun hurriedly led the horse and searched in the crowded crowd.
But the crowds are surging, and it is really difficult to find someone.
In desperation, Lin Yun took off his hood and looked around.
call out!
A cold gaze suddenly fell on Lin Yun, making him feel a chill all over.
When I looked up, I happened to see that the thin man in Xueyun Sect was looking at him with a sneer.