The next morning, Lin Yun was mostly back to his peak.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Gongsun Yan's expression was calm. There was nothing too strange about him, but he was much quieter than before.
During the next march, Fuyun Sword Sect and others did not encounter any trouble. After all, as long as no one was behind the scenes. Even if they encountered monsters in the Heavenly God Dan Realm, Lin Yun and his party could not solve them with the strength of them.
It would be too much trouble.
Of course, the premise is that the number cannot be too large, otherwise it will be exhausted to deal with them.
Whoosh whoosh!
In mid-air, the figures of several people flickered continuously, crossing the many hills and flying quickly towards the sword tomb at the core of the mountain range.
On the way, Feng Zhang and Liu Qingyan collected ten sword spirit beads.
The voice of an elder from the Jian Sect rang in their ears, asking them if they wanted to end the trial. If they chose to end it, they would be disciples of the Jian Sect from now on.
When the option ends, it also means that you cannot participate in the selection of saints.
The two of them had already made their decision and decided to end it without much hesitation.
However, after struggling for a moment, Gongsun Yan also chose to end it and no longer undergo the test of choosing a disciple.
Zhao Yan opened his mouth but said nothing.
Thinking about it, before he really came out, once he met Xia Houyan in the Sword Tomb, he would probably lose his mind. If he lost his own life, he would definitely blame himself for delaying others.
On the sword tomb platform, more and more people came out of the secret realm of the barren mountain.
When they came out, they discovered that in the void above the sea of clouds ahead, there was a screen of light showing all the scenes in the secret realm.
The elders of the Sword Sect were all staring at the light curtain, and their every move could be seen clearly.
When Gongsun Yan saw this scene, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his face looked a little uneasy.
In this case, many people may have seen the scene of him being humiliated by Xia Houyan.
Thinking of this, his expression became a little distorted, but he calmed down immediately.
After being humiliated, you still want to rely on others to give you a chance?
Sorry, I won't give you a chance!
Am I not worthy of being your friend?
You really don't deserve it!
Lin Yun's words were like needles, piercing Gongsun Yan's heart, causing him unbearable pain.
He felt heartbroken just thinking about that kind of blow.
Just wait, I will definitely prove it to you, Gongsun Yan stared at the light curtain and swore secretly in his heart.
…
Two days later.
After Lin Yun and the others climbed to the top of a hill, countless dazzling rays of light shot into their eyes through the heavy fog.
Several people couldn't help but squint their eyes, and then quickly opened them after they got used to the sight.
A hundred miles away, in the valley.
It was a silent, dark land, like an extremely huge cemetery, with a chill that would freeze one's bones. In the middle of the cemetery, ancient swords were buried one after another, some lying crookedly.
Some of the ground stood upright, and the breeze blew by, causing the silent cemetery to release a series of whimpering sword chants.
The sword is crying!
Shouts and sounds broke through the air one after another, and the hills around the Sword Tomb were soon occupied by people from all walks of life.
"This is the Barren Mountain Sword Tomb..." Zhao Yan looked at the cemetery in the valley below, with a bright color in his eyes, looking extremely fanatical.
This guy is really a swordsman. Normally, hearing this kind of crying sword sound would make your hair stand on end.
Lin Yunkan
Looking at Zhao Yan, he could feel the majestic sword intent and thick death energy contained in the cemetery below.
And... a strange formation.
That formation acts as a seal. When the light occasionally flashes, it is extremely dazzling. Before, everyone was blinded by this light.
"They're all here."
Ye Ziling glanced around and said softly. When his eyes fell on the four Huang family brothers and Xia Houyan, anger immediately flashed in his eyes.
Lin Yun glanced casually and felt that the eyes of several people over there were all focused on him.
"It seems that this formation cannot last long. There is too much sword intent and holy energy accumulated in it. It should be broken in about two hours at most."
Lin Yun had some attainments in spiritual patterns. After observing the formations in the sword tomb for a while, he expressed his guess.
When the formation is broken, it will be the time when the tenth-grade sword spirit bead is born. Right now, everyone is standing still and waiting silently.
The calm on all sides now is just the calm before the storm.
Once the formation is broken, the situation will probably be quite complicated. It will not be easy for anyone to get the tenth-grade sword spirit bead.
Xia Houyan and the boss of the Huang family stood on a distant peak, looking at Lin Yun and his party with cold eyes. A cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he did not hide his attitude towards Lin Yun at all, and was even a little provocative.
Meaning is in it.
People from the other three ancient saint families are also making preparations.
Whether it was Jiang Cheng of the Jiang family who came alone, or Chen Bing, the leader of the Chen family who even Zhao Yan could not guess his identity, had been waiting for a long time.
Two hours actually doesn't take long.
But things are going very hard right now, and the atmosphere among all parties is very tense. After all, this is related to the saint's qualifications for choosing disciples.
And the tenth-grade sword spirit bead!
boom!
Suddenly, just when everyone's emotions reached the limit, everyone in the sword tomb felt an unimaginable majestic sword intent.
The next moment, the entire mountain range was shaking violently, and the hills everywhere were shaking.
The formation in the center of the cemetery opened gaps one after another, and countless sword energy rays of light spurted out.
Buzz!
Soon, in the light, sword spirit beads were quickly formed one by one.
"Coming."
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yan said in a deep voice. He, who had always been dull, was now unusually nervous.
When Lin Yun heard this, a fiery color flashed in his eyes.
He was determined to get this tenth-grade sword spirit bead, but he had no intention of giving it to anyone else.
Boom!
The barren mountain sword tomb trembled more and more horribly, and the light seeping out from the center of the cemetery was gradually dazzling to the point where people could not look straight at it.
Kaka!
Suddenly, six light pillars bloomed separately, each light pillar condensed with a fist-sized bead.
Inside the bead, nine golden threads are clearly visible, containing condensed and pure sword intent.
"The ninth-grade sword spirit bead has come out..." Ye Ziling said softly.
Neither she nor Zhao Yan thought much about the tenth-grade sword spirit bead, but they couldn't help but get excited about the ninth-grade sword spirit bead.
On the mountaintops everywhere, fiery eyes were staring at the six ninth-grade sword spirit beads, and their breathing was getting heavier.
Everyone knows very well that without certain skills, they are not qualified to fight for the tenth-grade sword spirit bead.
Even if you get it by luck, you have to throw it away quickly.
Otherwise, the leader of the holy ancient family, just casually
Everyone can easily kill themselves and there is no need to fight.
But this ninth-grade sword spirit bead is different. At least an existence of Xia Houyan's level will never put his mind into it.
Whoosh!
Without any hesitation, these people rose up in the air, pushing their body skills to the extreme and running madly towards the sword spirit bead.
When Lin Yun saw this scene, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he muttered: "Wait a moment."
Ye Ziling and Zhao Yan, who could no longer hold themselves back, looked startled and stopped instantly.
Both of them had unconditional trust in Lin Yun.
boom!
Just when these people were about to approach the Barren Mountain Sword Tomb, the sound of broken chains sounded, and then a black dragon python emerged from the ground. Chains, like tentacles, fluttered in the air, waving towards those who were close to the sword.
Lingzhu people.
The broken chains, packed with huge force, hit those who approached rashly, unable to reach them.
Phew!
These people groaned and let out bursts of screams, and were blasted back one by one with their bones shattered.
After all these people fell to the ground, the black dragon python came out completely, and its body squirmed in front of everyone. It condensed into a humanoid giant beast, covered in snake phosphorus, and its head was a huge dragon python, which looked extremely weird.
It was only then that the faces of the people from the great ancient saint families gradually became serious.
"really……"
Lin Yun took a deep breath, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.
Before, he saw the ordinary leaders of the Shenggu family turning a blind eye to the ninth-grade sword spirit beads, and he had corresponding bad thoughts in his mind.
People like Xia Houyan are just not interested in the ninth-grade sword spirit bead.
How could an ordinary leader from the Holy Ancient Family be unmoved?
As expected, there is indeed something fishy about it.
"This is the purple dragon python!" Zhao Yan's breathing was a little rapid, and his face looked embarrassed. This is a king monster in the realm of the gods.
He felt a sense of extreme danger in this purple dragon python, which seemed to be stronger than everyone present.
Not even Xia Houyan gave him this feeling, and not even Lin Yun was in such danger.
"Sword Spirit Pearl, no one dares to fight with me!"
The purple dragon python's scarlet eyes scanned the people in all directions and said coldly.
In those eyes, there is a heart-stopping sword intent. Just the gaze makes people feel as if their eyes are about to be pierced.
"Trouble..."
Lin Yun's expression changed slightly and he sighed softly.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Ziling and Zhao Yan both seemed quite puzzled. The trouble Lin Yun mentioned seemed to be different from what they understood.
"The real poison set up in this level of Sword Sect, this purple dragon python can continue to become stronger as long as it swallows the Sword Spirit Pearl. It has been raised here for almost a hundred years, and it is just waiting to swallow the Sword Spirit Pearl even further. It was obviously released deliberately.
"
Lin Yun said softly: "Let alone the ninth-grade sword spirit bead, I am afraid that other sword spirit beads will not let people get their hands on it at will."
In the sky above the cemetery, there were only six ninth-grade sword spirit beads.
There are also a large number of ordinary sword spirit beads. As long as you can rush in, you can quickly collect a hundred sword spirit beads.
But right now, the Purple Dragon Python is suppressed here, and anyone who dares to get close will immediately be attacked by it.
As for the tenth-grade sword spirit bead, it is even more troublesome.
Lin Yunruo's guess was correct. The tenth-grade sword spirit bead had long been swallowed by the purple dragon python...or perhaps its demon pill was the tenth-grade sword spirit bead. In this way, if he wanted to get the tenth-grade sword spirit bead,
