After making sufficient preparations, Lin Yun took Xiao Bingfeng and the Thief Cat to leave the Fuyun Sword Sect.
The 3,301-year-old dragon calendar in the Kunlun Realm, Lin Yun officially set foot in Kunlun and began his experience.
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A sea of clouds, a deserted island that seemed to be deserted, quietly fell on it.
The person who came was Lin Yun. He has been away from the Fuyun Sword Sect for more than a month. Almost all the names on the scroll that are easier to chew on, and the rest are considered hard bones.
Under the grounds of this deserted island, there is a hidden underground palace.
In the palace, a middle-aged man in black robe was sitting upright on an extremely gorgeous throne. A woman in an exposed dress, with her breasts exposed mostly being carefully served on the chair.
On both sides of his throne were ten extraordinary masters, both men and women, all enjoying delicious wine and delicacies.
Without exception, all ten people are at the peak of the seventh level of Tianpo Realm. They are introverted and are only half a step away from breaking through to the Star Lord.
In the Kunlun world, mortals are born with innate realm. As long as they have a little talent, it is not difficult to become a natural soul at the age of fifteen.
But Xingjun is a hurdle, and almost 90% of people can't get through this hurdle.
The population of the Fuyun Sword Sect is more than 100 million, but the number of disciples is only 500. You can know that for ordinary people, even the Star Lord is not that easy to reach.
The person on the throne is in his fifties, with a sinister face and a violent ejaculation between his eyebrows. His cultivation has reached the peak of the Xingyuan Realm, which is much stronger than the more personal disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect.
The breath is very heavy, the most important thing is that the evil spirit on the body is very terrifying, and blood can be seen in the eyes.
He is Huang Yong!
In the Star Lord Realm in Cangxuan Mansion, there is a very evil casual cultivator. His personal disciples from the four major sects attacked him several times, but he successfully escaped.
At this moment, there were musicians playing in the palace, and there were charming women dancing gracefully.
He drank and chatted with his masters, and admired the dance.
"Brother, when will we have to hide... Isn't it just a burial boy? What's there to be afraid of!" Among the ten masters of the half-step star king, a big man said with dissatisfaction.
Huang Yong had a cold face, and he drank a sip of wine, but did not answer.
In the past month, a person suddenly appeared in Cangxuan Mansion, claiming to be a burial flower prince. Many evil cultivators died at the hands of this person. Huang Yong vaguely realized that something was wrong. These dead evil cultivators had some grudges with the Fuyun Sword Sect.
He was cautious by nature, so he hid, intending to wait until the limelight passed before going out to walk around.
People from the Fuyun Sword Sect cannot spend all their time chasing evil cultivators, and they also need to practice. Huang Yong knows this quite well.
"Hehe, Lao Qi. In this place, some eat, drink and play, and there is also a spiritual spring hidden, so you can go to seclusion and practice at any time. Recently, the burial flower tycoon is in full swing, so there is nothing bad to avoid.
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A evil cultivator with a stingy look on the dancing maid, with a vulgar light in his eyes.
"I'm afraid that this flower burial boy will come here." Someone said carefully.
snort!
Huang Yong shook his glass and said coldly: "If he dares to come, I will let him die without a complete body. I am here to avoid the limelight. I am not really afraid of him, but I just don't want to cause trouble."
His underground palace was built with no effort to turn the kung fu. In addition to secrets, he also arranged several spiritual arrays.
As long as the masters of the Astrological Realm are not invading, others will not even know how to die.
If Huang Yong has been in Cangxuan Mansion for so many years, how could Huang Yong have no means? This old nest is not so easy to be destroyed.
"Brother, the purple flame golden lotus in the spiritual spring is ripe!"
At this moment, a man in yellow robe walked over excitedly at the side of the underground palace, holding a brocade box in his arms.
Purple Flame Golden Lotus!
The warriors of the half-step Star Lord in the hall suddenly had their eyes lit up. They were willing to follow Huang Yong. It was because he had a secret spiritual spring where the purple-flame golden lotus grew in the spring.
Now that the purple-flame golden lotus is mature again, as long as they are given a lotus leaf, they can reach the realm of Star Lord.
"Get out!"
Huang Yong's eyelids twitched. He drove away the woman beside him and waved his hand to retreat.
Swish!
Then, he came to the yellow-clad warrior.
The yellow-clothed warrior was shocked. It was too fast. The ordinary Star Lord was afraid that he would defeat him in front of his elder brother if he met. The so-called personal disciples of those sects have always regarded themselves very high, but many of the personal disciples have died in Huang over the years.
In the hands of me.
Especially two years ago, four personal disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect were tortured to death by their elder brother.
It was a sensation in Cangxuan Mansion. The Fuyun Sword Sect was furious. Even many elders were dispatched, but the elder brother was still free to this day.
Huang Yong grabbed the brocade box, flashed again, and sat in the hall again.
He quickly opened the box and saw the purple-flame golden lotus placed inside at a glance. His eyes couldn't help but shiny and laughed strangely: "I've been waiting for this golden lotus to mature for several years. As long as I refine the lotus heart, I
You can hit the Galaxy Realm!"
"Congratulations to brother!"
"With this treasure, it is possible for my brother to hit the astrological realm within three years."
"Hehe, my brother, this purple-flame golden lotus is a strange species, and the lotus heart is stained with a trace of demon blood. Not to mention the astrology, it is not impossible to reach the Divine Pill Realm within three years!"
The master under his command immediately stood up and flattered him.
Huang Yong is usually serious and has a bad temperament, but he rarely shows an excited look at this moment.
This thing is indeed a alien species, but his talent is not very high. He has a great chance of impacting the star camera within three years, but it would be quite difficult to become a Divine Pill Realm Venerable.
However, he was already very satisfied to be able to impact the astrological phenomena. The astrological phenomena in Cangxuan Mansion is already very terrifying.
Apart from the elders of the sect, there are not many people who can suppress it.
Huang Yong smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly. There are thirteen lotus leaves in total, and you are indispensable."
"Thank you, brother!"
"Brother, just say one word, and we will go through fire and water without hesitation."
The group of people immediately looked lit up and went crazy with excitement.
Huang Yong sneered in his heart. He knew how loyal these people were. However, as long as they could keep suppressing them, they would not be afraid of the group of people playing tricks.
"The purple-flame golden lotus stained with demon blood is really rare, and I want it too."
At this moment, a cold voice came over.
"Um?"
The palace immediately became quiet, and its expressions changed slightly, and its eyes were wandering.
"Since you are here, why don't you show up and see me? It's meaningless to hide." Huang Yong's smile instantly retracted, and his whole face became particularly cold, and he calmed down the purple flame golden lotus without any hesitation.
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As long as the other party dares to appear in this palace, no matter what the background is, he will definitely die.
The formation in this palace was created by him at a high cost to hire the famous Shengxuan Master and took several months to arrange it.
The Star God Pill alone consumed thousands of them.
Click! Click! Click! Click!
No one responded, there was only a rapid sound of flute, like thousands of troops whistling by. Then there were continuous explosions, the formation patterns hidden in the walls shattered, and the star god pill at the nodes
Blasted to pieces.
The so-called spiritual array immediately fell apart.
boom!
The brightly lit and magnificent palace immediately became extremely dim.
Only a few candlelights swayed in the air, flashing with faint light, and the hall became bright and dark.
It's him!
The man came, and the masters under Huang Yong's command turned pale.
Burial Flower Master, he really came to kill him!
He was a Cangxuan Mansion, and he suddenly appeared recently, and his killing was extremely decisive. In just one month, he killed more than ten evil cultivators in the Star Lord Realm, and was rumored to be magical.
He had a head of silver hair, a mask covering half of his face, and was wearing a silver robe. A flute, a sword, and a flute and a sword killed people.
In order to hunt down an evil cultivator, he killed hundreds of people overnight and uprooted the villa that the other party had run for a long time.
Huang Yong's face changed. This man really dared to kill his lair.
Wow!
A sudden light reappeared in the hall, and the silver light was like snow, scattered in every corner.
All
The man quickly looked back and saw a figure at the entrance. At the moment, he appeared. The light burst out from him, like the legendary one, wearing a silver mask, a long silver hair, and a silver robe.
He was carrying a silver sword box on his back, and no one had seen the sword so far.
He held a long flute in his hand, but he didn't move, but just standing, a terrible sharp edge came to his face, making the person unable to get angry.
Burial of the Flower Boy!
Everyone's hearts were trembling, their backs were cold, and their lips trembled uncontrollably.
"Kill him!"
On the gorgeous throne, Huang Yong said expressionlessly.
But none of the people who were shouting for him and traveling through fire and water just now did not move, and Huang Yong's face suddenly looked extremely embarrassed.
A bunch of bastards!
"If you don't want to die, just get out."
Lin Yun curled a smile on his lips and said lightly.
"Thank you, the burial master, thank you for your kindness!"
The few people were relieved and fled through the side door, not daring to stay for a moment. In the empty hall, only Lin Yun and Huang Yong were left in the blink of an eye.
"I have no grudges with you, right? If you are willing to let me go, I am willing to return this purple flame golden lotus with both hands!" Huang Yong said with a hint of luck in his heart.
"You know whether there is any hatred or not."
Lin Yun said softly, staring at the other party coldly. Two years ago, the other party abused and killed four personal disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect.
It shocked Cang Xuan and ruined the reputation of the Fuyun Sword Sect.
The sect took revenge several times, but no one found him. This time he finally found out his nest. He did not dare to send elders from the Divine Pill Realm to alert the snake, and he was afraid that his personal disciple would come to die.
The Fuyun Master wrote the person's name on the scroll and handed it over to Lin Yun.
"It's really sent by the Fuyun Sword Sect."
A smile appeared on Huang Yong's face, and suddenly became much more relaxed, and he laughed coldly: "Your voice is very young, you should not be an elder of the sect. Since you are here, don't leave!"
If you are not an elder, you are not a powerful person in the Divine Pill Realm.
In the Star Lord, if the other party is an astrological star, he still has many ways to leave. But it is just the Star River Realm. Haha, there are not too many disciples who died in the Star River Realm.
Huh!
After the words came, the power of the Star Lord burst out on his body, turning into a shadow and killing towards Lin Yun.
Lin Yun did not move, and only placed the purple jade bamboo flute on his lips. As soon as the sound of the flute sounded, a strong wind blew, and the wind roared like thunder!
Buzz!
Huang Yong's speed immediately slowed down a lot. He felt the invisible sword intent, accompanied by the sound of Xiao Yin, which was preventing him from moving forward.
Pretend to be a ghost!
The star energy surged all over his body, Huang Yong snorted coldly and continued to rush forward.
The sound of the flute changes, perfectly playing the artistic conception of the thunder sword technique, flowers, snow and moon. Sometimes the wind roars like thunder, sometimes the falling flowers dance, and sometimes the clouds rise and snow fly.
In the palace, the sound of the flute is faint and the chill drops sharply.
Lin Yun's sword intent spread out with the sound of the flute. As his long hair flew, silver light fell, like surging white clouds, changing constantly. The sword lights crisscrossed in the hall, like snowflakes dancing sword energy.
Huang Yong held his breath and kept approaching Lin Yun, his body was covered in scars and blood flowed.
"die!"
Just one step away, the anger accumulated in Huang Yong's heart completely erupted, and he soared into the air and let out a violent roar.
Shenxiao!
Lin Yun raised his eyes, and the sharpness of his eyebrows surged, and the sound of the flute rushed straight into the sky.
The sound of the divine sound is like thunder, shaking through the sky!
Before Huang Yong could fall down, he was swallowed by a silver light, and his whole body was broken into two pieces.
The song is over, but the lingering sound has not dissipated.
The splashing blood, drops of sound waves fixed in the air, as if time was imprisoned.
Lin Yun put down the purple jade divine bamboo flute, reached out and pulled the brocade box on the throne.
He turned around and left, and the silver light flashed, and the splashing blood continued to fall like a heavy rain.
[I will continue to write, and you will see Chapter 3 tomorrow morning.]