It will make you famous and you will also grab the Star Bead of the Ancient Star Lord when he was extinct."
Bai Lixuan pondered without saying a word, and then sighed softly: "It's just that this person has caused me too much frustration. I really don't need to be too afraid of him. This time, there are so many experts on the Longyun List, and he can no longer be considered my target."
Xie Yunqiao nodded and smiled, "That's right, if you meet it, just teach me a lesson. There is no need to think about this person deliberately. Let's go, this Star Lord's ancient tomb is still a bit far away."
At the same time, Lin Yun was discussed by the two people and came to a ruined sect ruin.
The vast world and the broken buildings covered by yellow sand give people a shocking feeling at first glance.
In a dilapidated temple, Lin Yun, who had hidden his figure, put down the sword box on his back.
His eyes fell on the sword box, and Lin Yun reached out to open it. Suddenly, a strong fragrance of flowers came to the shop, and his whole person was instantly covered by a mist condensed by the fragrance of flowers.
There are more than 30 four-colored fog flowers in the box, and half of the petals are covered.
Clam!
Lin Yun pulled out the burial flower and saw the sword body's body shining coldly. The spiritual pattern that spread from the hilt to the tip of the sword was like a natural spiritual pattern, with a hidden Taoist rhyme.
At present, one-third of this pattern is flashing with streaming light. When the pattern is lit up, this sword should be able to be promoted to a treasure.
There is no doubt that if the burial of flowers can be promoted to treasures, Lin Yun's confidence in the Star Lord's ancient tomb can be much greater.
"It's still two-thirds away, so I have to think of a way."
Lin Yun frowned slightly, thinking.
As long as it is not the seven-colored sunset flowers, it is not too rare in this withered sea, but it is too troublesome to search by one person.
At this progress, it is difficult to successfully promote the burial flower to treasure before rushing to the Star Lord’s ancient tomb.
Thoughts were like lightning, and countless inspiration flashed constantly in Lin Yun's mind.
Have it!
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and the sword of the Burial Flower in the box fell into his hand. His five fingers were spread out and tightly held on the hilt of the sword.
His eyes slowly closed, and the Zi Yuan Sword Technique slowly circulated. Suddenly, a magnificent true energy stormed like a river in his body. Then he followed Lin Yun's hand holding the hilt of the sword and poured it into the sword body crazily.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
With the injection of true energy, the flower-burning sword in the sheath kept trembling and ready to go. When this momentum was about to reach its limit, Lin Yun's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes flashed, and the innate and perfect sword intent was slightly emitted, and he drew the sword out of the sheath.
boom!
The long-established burial flowers suddenly burst out with a brilliant silver light and rushed to the sky, attracting great attention in the yellow sand in the sky.
Click!
Lin Yun raised his hand and the burial flowers burst out, and finally entered the ground half a foot. With the violent trembling of the sword hilt, the ground trembled wildly, and the broken ancient buildings nearby collapsed in groups under such fluctuations.
Rumble!
The silver light that soared into the sky was particularly eye-catching. With this shocking loud noise, it instantly caused huge noises in the vast ancient buildings.
"What a strong sword intent! It's an ancient treasure!"
"This is a big mess..."
"Let's go! Go! Go! Come over quickly!"
For a moment, many people scattered around the world came in a hurry when they heard the wind, fearing that they would fall one step behind.
This place is a broken ancient building complex, half submerged in yellow sand, and many people are looking for ancient treasures. Suddenly, such a big noise was made, even if you were a little suspicious, you would not be able to resist the curiosity and hurry over.
The burial of flowers itself has a great origin. Even if it is not an ancient relic, it is enough to exhaust these treasures, and it is even more difficult.
So to be precise, these people were not wrong.
But how many
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun discovered that two figures fell over like lightning. The two figures were very cautious. After seeing the burial flower, their eyes lit up, but they did not move.
They all noticed each other, one was the core disciple of the quasi-overlord, whose cultivation was great in the Yangxuan realm. The other was a middle-aged casual cultivator, with a strong figure and a strong man close to two meters.
When the two were guarding each other, the light of the light fell on the burial flower.
In the broken ruins, the ancient sword with silver light was stained with a lot of dust. But even so, it was still hard to hide its sharpness and luster. What is even more rare is that this is actually a very complete and almost flawless ancient sword.
In this way, even if it is not a treasure, its value will be quite high.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Their hearts were beating wildly for a moment, and their faces were filled with ecstasy expressions of uncontrollable ecstasy, and they were very excited.
After a while, the two of them noticed Lin Yun's existence.
The disciple of the sect wearing yellow shirt flashed in surprise in his eyes, and then the fierce light appeared and he shouted coldly: "You should have discovered this ancient sword... But now, you can get out!"
As they spoke, many figures broke through the sky, and their eyes fell on the burial flower sword buried in yellow sand, all of which were bright in front of them.
"It's really an ancient sword!"
"After so many years, the sword intent still lingers. This sword is probably quite big."
"There must have been a big battle back then. Otherwise, the level of this sword would not have fallen into a Xuan Soldier."
The whispering of discussion suddenly dispersed.
"I told you to get out, didn't you hear it?" The middle-aged man saw that Lin Yun had not moved, and his eyes flashed with anger and scolded him sternly.
He and the young man in yellow have formed some tacit understanding, first driving Lin Yun away, then join forces to disperse the others, and then the two of them will fight for the sword again.
Otherwise, if the night is long and there are many dreams, no one knows who will attract.
The idea is very good...
Faced with the rebukes of these two people, Lin Yun smiled slightly and said softly: "This sword itself is being cut. It's such a big deal, I just want to ask you to help me with some help."
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes showed a look of surprise, confused and puzzled.
Even the young man in yellow and the strong man were stunned for a moment, a little surprised and confused.
"Don't believe it?"
Lin Yun's smile was calm on his face. He had already had a heart-to-heart relationship with the clay flower. After the words came, he reached out and let out a move. The clay flower with silver light flashed and sword-inspired in an instant broke out of the ground and flew back towards Lin Yun.
Whoosh!
The young man in yellow and the burly man were shocked and immediately soared into the air and chased after him like lightning.
"Maybe this sword used to be yours, but not now!"
"A waste from Yin Xuan Realm is not worthy of this sword!"
The two of them rose up in the air, and their murderous intent suddenly arose. They suddenly pressed towards Lin Yun with two extremely fierce auras, but they did not intend to leave a way out for Lin Yun.
The moment Lin Yun held the burial flower, the two of them almost followed and killed each other closely.
Seeing that Lin Yun was about to die on the spot under the joint efforts of the two. But silver light flashed and two blood splattered in the air. The two of them, who were arrogant and domineering the other moment, covered their chests and half knelt in front of Lin Yun.
"How is that possible!"
The two of them looked at Lin Yun in extreme shock, with unbelievable expressions in their eyes. They didn't see clearly how Lin Yun drew his sword.
Lin Yun's eyes swept around, and suddenly, everyone who was swept by his eyes was covered in ice cold, like falling from an ice cave, trembling, and fear spread in his heart for no reason.
"Leave three shizu flowers, otherwise no one will think of leaving. If there is no shizu flowers, leave the storage bag and come to me to change it after finding it."