The three holy lands of Mingzong, Tianyanzong, and Wanlei Sect gathered together and were rushing towards Yanlong River.
Although they escaped, the group was not too embarrassed.
There are three peak holy kings guarding the Spirit Sea realm, and each has a supreme holy weapon, and basically all the people from the three holy places escaped.
This time, except for not getting the divine fire fragments and the divine blood fruit, it can be considered a great harvest.
The treasure of the Blood Flame King alone is unimaginable to ordinary people.
If Lin Yun and others all died in Yanlong Valley, these people would become the biggest winners of this trip.
But now I can't laugh!
After seeing the birth of the Flame Dragon, they observed the scene from afar and learned the final result.
Not long ago, I saw the flame dragon skeleton carrying Lin Yun and others away, which was a complete confirmation of the result.
Not only was Lin Yun not dead, he also came out with Shenhuangshan and others, and there was a high probability that he would get the God Fire fragments.
"Lin Yun can't stop this. After this time, after all, he shocked Kunlun and became a real big shot."
"It was said before that once this son rises, he will definitely be an amazing person. Now it can be said that he has really risen."
"The Yaoguang lineage has completely inherited the inheritance."
"Even if Yao Guang unfortunately dies, as long as Lin Yun is alive, sooner or later, he will be the next Yao Guang, and even surpass Yao Guang."
Shuntian, Ziying and Wuhuan, three saints at the peak of the Linghai Realm, each whispering softly.
Coincidentally, their views are basically the same as those of other forces in the Eastern Wilderness.
"This child has become a variable."
Ziying Saint Lord sighed softly, his expression slightly solemn.
"So what about variables? Not to mention that they have been a mortal enemy, they dare to kill the Holy Lord of Tiankui of the Wanlei Sect. If they don't pay any price, they will have to calculate this grudge sooner or later." The Holy Lord of Wuhuan said coldly.
Although the Holy Lord Tiankui is not a saint son, he is also a genius in the Wanlei Sect and it is impossible for him to be good easily.
Upon hearing this, a cold smile appeared on Huang Jingyu's handsome face: "Well said it, so what about variables? He is a peerless genius, isn't Tian Xuanzi?"
"Don't say that he has not yet entered the holy realm, so what if he has entered the holy realm? Tian Xuanzi wants to become an emperor! Once Yao Guang is killed, Tian Xuanzi will take his luck. I am afraid he will become an emperor soon. Then there will be some
His Yaoguang lineage's life path, hiss!"
He gritted his teeth and pulled the wound on his wrist, and the corners of his mouth trembled in pain.
His entire palm was cut off, which was a terrible sight.
But for the powerful people in the holy realm, cutting their hands and feet is not a fatal injury.
It’s just that the sword intent that Lin Yun left inside was too difficult to deal with. Only after returning to Mingzong could the wound be truly healed.
So he was not in a hurry to hurt his wrist. What he felt distressed was his Moonlight Ring.
That's the treasure!
"The young master knows my intentions, and I should have done it just now." Saint Lord Wuhuan gritted his teeth.
Huang Jingyu shook his head and said, "He has become a climate. He can't do anything to him in the mountains. I'll talk about it after he comes out. Even if he doesn't kill him, he will have to be peeled off."
His face was vicious and his eyes were full of hostility.
He had a huge anger and anger hidden in his heart, but he had to endure it. It was extremely uncomfortable now.
Liu Yunlan turned his eyes and glanced at him, unwilling to speak out.
Seeing this, Huang Jingyu said, "Liu Yunlan, why don't you speak? Your sword is cut off by this person, so there is no dissatisfaction? Tiankui Saint Lord is also your friend, so why don't you be angry?"
Liu Yunlan said lightly: "Three fights and one is killed, what's the point of being angry?"
He had no burden in his heart when he fought for the divine fire to kill people.
He was really shameless to mention it after three hits one and was killed.
In his eyes, the Holy Lord Wuhuan was like a clown.
The three of them wanted to kill Lin Yun, but Lin Yun killed one person, and they really couldn't see any gritting teeth.
I really talked about this matter with great fanfare. Isn’t this giving the burial flower boy a face?
Huang Jingyu knew his thoughts and curled his lips and stopped talking.
He doesn't want to show off his verbal power now. As long as he leaves the wasteland of Tianxu, he has some ways to deal with Lin Yun.
Huh!
At this moment, the breeze blew by and a sound of flute came with the wind.
The three holy lands who were rushing to the road immediately stopped, dispersed, and looked in the direction where the flute sound came.
I saw a blue figure blocking the road ahead, playing the flute and music, as if waiting for a long time.
"It's him!"
Liu Yunlan looked up and frowned slightly.
The figure couldn't see the appearance clearly, but there was no one else except Lin Yun with such a demeanor and style.
"Burning the Flower Boy!"
The others also recognized Lin Yun, their faces changed slightly, and a burst of an uproar sounded, and their eyes showed a look of fear.
"snort!"
The Saint Lord Shuntian snorted coldly, with a look of disdain.
"My Flower Burial Master, since you are here, get closer and don't hide." The Holy Lord Shuntian shouted coldly.
At the same time, he gave the eyes to the Saint Lord Ziying and Saint Lord Wuhuan.
No matter what Lin Yun is here to do, as long as he dares to get close, he will directly kill him with the supreme holy weapon.
Although all three of them were severely damaged, they exhausted many holy essences along the way.
If I take the initiative to provoke Lin Yun, I'm afraid I won't be able to get anything good.
But if the other party dares to take the initiative to find trouble, it is just right for him.
Huang Jingyu's face changed. He took a few steps away, hiding behind several Holy Elders without a trace, with a cold and terrifying expression.
"good."
With a response, Lin Yun spread his arms and immediately soared into the air.
After landing, they were just a thousand feet away from the group.
"You might as well get closer."
The Holy Lord Shuntian said coldly.
This distance is a little far. If you take action, you can hurt Lin Yun, but it is likely that you will not hurt him severely.
Lin Yun smiled and said, "No need. If I take a few more steps, I'm afraid I can't help it."
The Saint Lord Shuntian sneered: "You are a smart person. Tell me, what are you doing? If you want to make peace, hand over the Moonlight Sacred Ring first, otherwise everything will be free."
Since Lin Yun is unwilling to get close, he is definitely not here to fight and kill, so he is likely to be here to negotiate conditions.
Under the night, the breeze blew across Lin Yun's long hair, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, making his handsome and handsome face look quite soft.
He has the charm of an immortal, and his smile is extremely bright and will make people feel a lot of favor.
The others breathed a sigh of relief and looked unconsciously arrogant.
So what about the burial flower dynasty?
No matter if you have the ability to be in the ruins of Tianxu, you will be buried in the three holy places outside the mountains after you go out, but the great sages are all in charge.
It's too late to beg for mercy now!
Huang Jingyu looked cold and showed disdain.
"I'm here to kill someone."
As the words fell, the soft smile on Lin Yun's face completely unfolded, and he reached out and grabbed his heart.
boom!
The hilt of the Burial Flower Sword flew out from his heart, and the wind and thunder shouted in anger. The bright lightning was dazzling. The lightning in the night reflected Lin Yun's handsome face like a god.
When the burial flower was completely pulled out, Lin Yun's sword reached an extremely astonishing level, and then there was a flash of lightning.
thump!
Before everyone could react, they saw Huang Jingyu kneeling on the ground, his eyes wide open, and blood flowed from his mouth.
Looking up, the elders of the Holy Realm were so scared that they could not speak at all, and their chins were almost shocked.
A sword appeared above Huang Jingyu's head and penetrated it directly, and it entered from top to bottom, with only the hilt exposed on his head.
On the surface, this person didn't seem to have much injury, but in fact, this person is already dead.
"Young Master!"
Everyone in Mingzong was shocked. When the Holy Lord Shuntian looked back, his legs and feet were trembling.
How is this possible?
Too fast!
Everything happened so quickly that almost the moment Lin Yun finished speaking, the burial flower flew out.
When we look back, Huang Jingyu is already dead and cannot die again.
Without giving them time to shock, the four burial flowers bloomed together, and the terrifying power exploded directly.
Bang!
Then he saw flesh and blood splattering, and Huang Jingyu broke into hundreds of pieces of flesh and blood. Now he was completely dead and his corpse no longer existed.
Liu Yunlan's reaction was quick, but she had only time to close her eyes and her face was stained with blood.
The Saint Lord Ziying and Saint Lord Wuhuan reacted the fastest and almost instantly sacrificed the supreme holy weapon.
But Lin Yun had expected that the moment the Supreme Holy Artifact appeared, his thumbs pressed on his middle finger with both hands, opened his bow left and right, and then pushed it out violently.
Swish!
After a blink of an eye, the overwhelming sword energy was pushed out.
The sword energy is not fatal, but it is because there are too many people. The two holy kings Ziying and Wuhuan can only protect themselves for the time being.
Swish!
After the sword light was shattered, Lin Yun soared into the air and the burial flower flew over like lightning.
It was like a flowing light flying, Lin Yun's body fell slightly, and he just stepped on the body of the Burial Flower Sword.
Others stepped on the burial flowers in the air, stood with their hands behind their backs, staring at everyone from a high place.
Huh!
The sound of breaking through the air came out, and under such cold gaze, the burial flowers carried him away like lightning.
"Chasing!"
"Why don't you do it?"
The Holy Lord Shuntian woke up from his grief and shouted angrily at Ziying and Wuwan.
Wuhuan's face turned red, she was really frustrated, and she was embarrassed to speak.
Lin Yun came prepared and had no choice but to do it. By the time he realized that he had already left.
The most important thing is that when he was walking on the sword, he was actually facing them, his gaze and sharpness were too terrifying.
Ziying sighed and grabbed the Holy Lord Shuntian and said, "Stop chasing him, he will go to the Desert Valley again. Do you still have the courage to jump down?"
The angrily Holy Lord Shuntian was like being watered by a basin of cold water, and he was foolishly on the spot.
Right!
If he jumps again to the God Valley, will he still dare to jump?
The answer is definitely not.
He skipped once, and even the Supreme Holy Artifact could not be stopped. If Ziying hadn't taken action, she would have died inside.
thump!
The Saint Lord Shuntian knelt down and cried bitterly, crying sadly: "My husband's reputation has been ruined by a young child for his lifetime. Now that the young master has died, how can he explain to the Saint Lord?!"
He was so angry that he was powerless and finally collapsed.
Swish!
Liu Yunlan stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood from his face, and then opened his eyes, which were closed, and his face was dull.
Staring at the empty ground, his eyes showing a sarcastic look.
This was a loss for Huang Jingyu to make plans, thinking about how to keep a low profile and how to indulge in the burial mountain range before pursuing Lin Yun.
But he didn't expect that Lin Yun had no intention of letting him go.
It would be fine if you didn't meet it. If you encounter it, then you will be waiting to intercept you.
For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
After a while, I remembered the words "Wasty" Huang Jingyu said to be dead when he saw Lin Yun being suppressed by Tianlun Tower.
He shook his hand and said, "I'm so damn."
After saying that, I felt relieved and the depression that was blocked in my chest was completely released.