The location of Hunyuan Sect is not too far from the location of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.
When they were about to pass by, the two groups looked at each other with cold expressions on their faces, quarreling with each other, and even murderous intent flashed in their eyes.
After being ambushed last time, Jiange and Hunyuan Sect were almost at odds with each other.
Especially for the Hunyun Sect, one of the two elders of the Purple Mansion Realm died tragically, and the losses were not unbearable. Especially, Lin Yun, who wanted to kill, was not even seriously injured.
Instead, he got a secret skill in vain, the Dragon Elephant Armor.
When Wen Yanbo saw Luo Feng, his face darkened on the spot, and his chest seemed to hurt.
This old guy, the palm imprinted on his chest that day almost killed half of his life.
Before leaving, the eyes of several elders of the Hunyuan Sect fell on Lin Yun, with extremely cold expressions in their eyes.
"There seems to be something wrong with Hunyuan Sect and Lingxiao Sword Pavilion."
"Normally, if these two sects can be in harmony, the sun will come out from the west. I saw the looks in the eyes of several elders of that sect, and I couldn't bear to eat Lin Yun on the spot."
"It makes sense that if such a monster is allowed to rise, the Hunyuan Sect will not have a good life. On the other hand, the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is so courageous. It is actually preparing to send Lin Yun to the Magic Lotus Secret Realm."
"It would be interesting if he died young, hehe."
"Find wealth in danger. If Lin Yun can survive, even if he doesn't get any adventure, he will be far behind his peers."
The mismatch between Hunyuan Sect and Lingxiao Jiange immediately attracted the attention of many sects.
People in the Great Qin Empire knew to some extent about the grievances between the two major sects, and even those sects outside the empire had heard about it a little bit.
But today, the Hunyuan Sect walked over without saying a word.
Instead of using his words, Elder Luo Feng became a little nervous. A dog that bites is never the one that barks the most fiercely.
Xin Jue said with some worry: "I'm afraid these people won't give up so easily. Junior brother, you have to be more careful in the Magic Lotus Secret Realm."
"The Hunyuan Sect seems to have sent three core disciples, all of whom performed well in the last Dragon Gate Competition."
Chen Xuanjun glanced at the disciples in the crowd and said softly.
Luo Feng said coldly: "This is quite a big move. The Hunyuan Sect only has seven core disciples in total. Not counting Young Master Yan Xin, half of the core disciples were sent this time. If you steal the chicken but lose the rice,
They all died in it, and the loss was enough to make them cry."
Even so, the group still felt a little pressure, for the sake of being in the secret realm of the magic lotus.
Three core disciples were sent out. The purpose of such a big movement was self-evident, and it was naturally aimed at Lin Yun.
Lin Yun listened beside him and said nothing.
At the moment, everyone feels that there is still a big gap in strength between him and the core disciples of the ninth level of Xuanwu in each sect.
But after defeating Ling Yan with one sword, Lin Yun rethought his own strength.
Perhaps, the half-step innate sword intent he mastered was more terrifying than he imagined.
With this half-step of innate swordsmanship, Shuiyue Sword Technique, and other trump cards, he may not be able to fight these people, or even win them.
Of course, this seems too arrogant to say, and it can only be verified in the secret realm of the magic lotus.
Two days later, two more groups of people appeared in all directions in the cracks in the Wasteland of Annihilation, both wandering around the borders of the empire, facing the sects that had surrendered to the empire, both righteous and evil.
The two sects seemed to have a good relationship, and the disciples of the two sects mingled together and talked from time to time.
There are two young figures among them, which are quite eye-catching.
One person is tall and burly, with muscles all over his body, and a rugged appearance. He carries a heavy battle ax on his back, looking like a barbarian coming out of the mountains. One person has an unstable aura, a feminine appearance, and an icy cold light in his eyes from time to time, like
It's a poisonous snake hiding in the grass.
When Chen Xuanjun saw these two people, his face changed slightly and he said softly: "These two people are actually here too..."
"Are these two very powerful, Senior Brother Chen?"
"More than that, they were ranked eleventh and thirteenth in the last Dragon Gate Competition. These rankings are already high, but if they hadn't met the same opponent, many people speculated that it was entirely possible for them to...
Fight for the top eight seats.”
"Who did you lose to?"
"Haha, bad luck, I lost to Mr. Liu Shang."
Chen Xuanjun smiled faintly, feeling a little sorry for these two people. Their luck was not ordinary.
If you meet other people in the Eight Young Masters, there may be a chance. If you meet Liu Shang, there is nothing to say except that you are unlucky.
"The barbarian dressed up is named Feng Ye, and the other Bai Yue has not been seen for three years. He is probably stronger. These sects outside the empire are really ruthless, and they are not afraid of these people dying in the secret realm of the magic lotus."
Chen Xuanjun also had a headache when talking about these sects that were outside the empire.
Unlike the four major sects, which have deep foundations, they have considered the Demon Lotus Secret Realm and will not recruit all the best disciples into it. However, these sects with insufficient foundation are unwilling to care about any opportunity that can strengthen the sect's foundation.
I won't let it go, regardless of the consequences.
I never thought that if my best disciple died in it, who would inherit the sect and how would it continue after a hundred years?
"There are quite a lot of people coming, but it's a pity that none of the people that the Great Qin Empire can take notice of came."
The burly Feng Ye, riding on the monster beast, looked at the disciples of the major sects of the Great Qin Empire and grinned.
Bai Yue said gloomily on the side: "Except for the Eighth Young Master, they are all trash, or in other words, they are not even trash. The sects of the Great Qin Empire are timid and timid in everything they do."
Feng Ye's eyes fell on Xuantian Sect's station, and he said with a ferocious smile: "When we enter the secret realm, we will kill a few Xuantian Sect's trash to practice our skills!"
The two of them had no intention of talking quietly, and the people of Xuantian Sect could tell immediately.
"A savage who is really arrogant and calls himself a loser. All together, he is no match for Senior Brother Liu Zhang."
"Even if Senior Brother Liu Shang isn't here, it won't be the turn of these two to act wild."
Tang Yuan, the leading core disciple of Xuantian Sect, said calmly: "Why are you angry with a bunch of evil cultivators? After entering, let them know Xuantian Sect's methods of dealing with evil cultivators, then they will know how powerful it is."
The sects that are outside the empire are too cruel to do things, and are no different from evil cultivators in the eyes of many people.
Xuantian Sect has a Buddhist heritage and has always been good at dealing with evil cultivators, so Tang Yuan's words are not without purpose.
Before you know it, night falls.
The scorching hot environment of the Silent Wasteland is unbearable for many people, especially the sweltering heat at night.
Although he has true energy to protect his body, his state of mind is still disturbed, and many people curse him.
In the middle of the night, there were several small and medium-sized fights.
When warriors gather and there are many people, in this impetuous environment, it is inevitable that waves will arise.
Fortunately, the elders of all the sects are here, and they all know that the secret realm of the Magic Lotus is about to open, so a little fighting will not lead to a full-scale conflict.
In the camp, Lin Yun sat cross-legged, took out the second-grade spiritual jade, and practiced on the spot.
The Purple Kite Sword Jue he had acquired had the aura of ice, so he didn't feel much discomfort in this scorching place. Even without the Purple Kite Sword Jue,
With his nature of mind, he wouldn't feel much irritation.
Tang Tong and others wanted to invite Lin Yun for a drink, but after seeing him practicing, they quietly withdrew.
"I really admire my little junior brother's character. The secret realm of the Demon Lotus is about to be opened. There are temptations and risks. Once you enter, you may fall or you may soar to the sky. Under such circumstances, you can still endure the temper and practice. No wonder he
He can rise so quickly in Jiange."
"Let's go, don't drink anymore. One day's work may save our lives in the secret realm of the magic lotus. Who can say for sure?"
"Yeah, that's true."
Seeing Lin Yun like this, several people went back and started practicing hard.
It's just that it's not certain whether this heart can really calm down.
Two days later, the black lotus hidden in the gap in space suddenly appeared. A strange black light enveloped the sky, and the world suddenly fell into darkness.
"Is the secret realm about to be opened?"
The disciples and elders of each sect could no longer hold back, and their eyes were all shining with excitement.
Lin Yun came out of the tent and looked around.
The black lotus in the sky seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, nailing it to the void.
The demonic energy contained in the black lotus overflowed out, struggling like tentacles.
The stalemate did not last long.
When the masters of the Shence Camp activated the formation that the four major sects had jointly set up here, a scroll unfolded leisurely from the ground.
The spiritual patterns in the painting are criss-crossed, spreading in mid-air like pitch-black ink.
As if someone were painting with spiritual patterns, the spreading spiritual patterns formed eighteen towering mountains on the plane.
When the mountain range took shape, the black lotus in the void was pulled into the vast picture with a bang.
Such a shocking picture opened Lin Yun's horizons.
In a daze, he remembered the Qingxuan notes in his hand, which were quite similar. However, the paintings made of spiritual patterns in the Qingxuan notes seemed to be more mysterious.
Could it be that Taoist Qingxuan is a more intelligent figure than the heads of the four major sects?
If that's the case, it's not his fault that he can't understand Qingxuan's transcript.
Wow!
When the black lotus fell on the scroll, a pillar of light shot up into the sky. There was a faint gap in the light pillar. Through the gap, you can see that there is another universe inside, hiding a vast world.
Inside is the secret realm of the magic lotus!
Elder Luo Feng looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, go in. Remember, life protection comes first. The sect does not lack these knowledge, and adventures are not more important than your lives."
He had said this many times, but when the secret realm was opened, Elder Luo Feng couldn't help but tell him again.
Whoosh whoosh!
As he spoke, there were already many disciples from the sect who had already impatiently flown towards the entrance of the secret realm.
The next moment, there were countless figures, densely packed, rising into the sky.
"Let's go."
Chen Xuanjun's eyes flashed with heat as he took the lead and walked towards the scroll.
Such a scene really makes people feel excited, even Lin Yun is no exception. Fighting with the sky, the earth and people is endless fun.
This is the age of great struggle for warriors, who are not afraid of life and death, but only hope that the young and passionate heart will not spend the wasted years in panic.
Can one day reach the pinnacle of martial arts.
Even if this road is destined to be made of blood and bones, there is no need to hesitate.
