Chapter 208: Those who cross the line, kill without mercy
"Anyone who crosses this boundary will be killed without mercy."
Ling Yun ignored Yi Shaohan, repeated these words indifferently, and then continued to refine the Vajra Bowl.
The Vajra Bowl can also be refined outside, but Ling Yun knows that it will be easier here.
In the ancient Vajra Temple, there is an ancient Bodhi tree, which contains a kind of charm that even the clouds cannot explain.
Even if there is no Rudraksha incense, the ancient Bodhi tree still has great benefits for people.
This is why, even after the Rudraksha incense was burned, he did not leave, but still stayed here.
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
Suddenly, a burst of applause came from a distance.
Alimu and Yu Wanyang couldn't help but bring it up again after they had just let go.
Not far away, I saw Young Master Xueyue, ‘Night Demon’ Xing Yetong and Bei Mingxue appearing together again.
The one applauding was none other than Master Xueyue.
Ling Yun looked calm, not surprised by this.
Although this Xuanwu secret realm is vast, it is a closed place after all.
In the early stage, the top talents competed for their own opportunities, deliberately avoided each other, and did not meet each other.
But no genius would give up on such a great opportunity as King Kong Temple. It is normal for everyone to collide.
Seeing the three geniuses of Mr. Xueyue, Yi Shaohan's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said: "You three, this trash in the Western Wasteland is extremely rampant, but he occupies the most precious treasure here. Why don't we join forces to kill him first?"
"Western waste?"
Young Master Xueyue sneered, "Since it's trash, why don't you take action yourself, Yi Shaohan?"
"A piece of trash can kill your so-called top talent overseas. Doesn't it mean that your overseas warriors are even more trash?"
Bei Mingxue also sarcastically said.
To them, the Western Wilderness is no doubt remote, but it is not much better overseas.
What's more, they saw Ling Yun's strength, and Yi Shaohan's words were simply ridiculous.
Hearing the two people's sarcasm, Yi Shaohan's face turned ugly.
Xingye Tong ignored Yi Shaohan, stared at Ling Yun and said: "Ling Yun, there must have been a chance that this ancient temple was taken away by you, but your strength has been recognized by us, so as long as you leave immediately, we will not embarrass you.
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Ling Yun did not change his attitude just because of the appearance of the three top geniuses.
To Xing Yetong's words, he simply did not respond and continued to refine the Vajra Bowl with his eyes closed.
Seeing this, all the geniuses looked unhappy.
A cold light flashed in Xing Yetong's eyes.
"No, he must be refining the treasure, we must not let him succeed."
Bei Mingxue seemed to realize something and said anxiously.
Mr. Xueyue narrowed his eyes slightly: "Ling Yun, we respect you and give you face. I hope you can be wiser and don't make it difficult for us."
Ling Yun still didn't speak.
"Hahaha, I said this person is extremely arrogant, but you don't believe it."
Yi Shaohan laughed.
If he was the only one being humiliated by Ling Yun, he would still feel aggrieved. But now that he sees other top geniuses being humiliated by Ling Yun, he feels much more relaxed.
Young Master Xue Yue finally lost his patience, and with a leap of his feet, he rushed towards the Vajra Temple.
However, as soon as he stepped into the forbidden hole with one foot, a sword light swept over him.
Fortunately, Mr. Xueyue was not an ordinary person. He reacted promptly and backed away violently, thus avoiding the sword light. Otherwise, he would have been injured by the sword light.
"Ling Yun, do you really want to toast me and be punished by drinking wine?"
Young Master Xueyue was completely angry.
"Those who cross the line will be killed without mercy."
Ling Yun opened his eyes and glanced at him coldly.
"ridiculous."
Bei Mingxue shook her head.
Originally, she thought Ling Yun was extraordinary, but now she was greatly disappointed.
Talent is of course important.
But throughout the ages, there have been countless talented people.
If a warrior wants to reach the top, the most important thing is his character.
This Ling Yun obviously has some strength and is extremely swollen.
She has seen a lot of people like this, but in the end they never get far.
"What a loud tone."
Mr. Xueyue also laughed angrily, "Ling Yun, I really want to know, who gave you the courage to say such things to us?
Or do you think that you alone can ignore all of us?"
"Noisy."
Ling Yun looked at him and said two words lightly.
"You..." Mr. Xueyue's face twitched, and he truly felt hatred towards Ling Yun.
"Everyone, I say to this kind of person, don't talk nonsense, just kill him."
Yi Shaohan smiled.
"Okay, since there are people who don't know how to praise, why not kill them."
This time, Young Master Xueyue did not ridicule Yi Shaohan, but agreed.
He only disliked Yi Shaohan, but already hated Ling Yun.
"In this world, no top talent has fallen for many years, and today is the perfect time to do this feat."
Bei Mingxue snorted coldly.
Xing Yetong didn't speak, but the killing intent on his body showed his attitude.
The four top geniuses actually wanted to kill Ling Yun.
Suddenly, Yu Wanyang and Ali Mu in the Vajra Temple felt cold-hearted.
Ling Yun is very strong, and the two of them believe that Ling Yun is no less powerful than the top geniuses.
But they still don't think that Ling Yun can fight against the four top geniuses on his own.
Everyone outside the Jingang Temple looked sarcastic, thinking that Ling Yun was seeking death.
"Haha, why do we need so many people to deal with this person? I am enough alone."
A burst of laughter suddenly sounded.
As the laughter spread, a group of people rushed out.
Among this group of people, several were former Nanman masters.
As for the leader, it is none other than Jiang Ye, the proud son of the Southern Barbarians and the Holy Son of the Barbarian God Sect.
A moment later, Jiang Ye, like an ancient god of the wilderness, rushed to the front of the Jingang Temple and stared at Ling Yun: "Ling Yun, I really want to know, where did you get the courage to kill me, a southern barbarian warrior?"
Ling Yun said calmly: "Those who offend me should be punished."
"Okay, okay."
Jiang Ye's voice was like thunder, "Then today, I will not only offend you, but also trample on you. I want to see how you kill me."
Boom! Saying that, he ignored Ling Yun's warning, crossed the boundary drawn by Ling Yun, and ran into the Vajra Temple with rapid strides.
Ling Yun's eyes revealed a cold light.
"Die to me."
Jiang Ye shouted violently, jumped up suddenly, and a golden giant ax appeared out of thin air in his hands, slashing hard at Ling Yun.
In an instant, the giant ax erupted with golden light, like a long golden river, and suddenly came to Ling Yun's head, seeming to split Ling Yun in half.
Above this golden river, the shadows of five hundred ancient stars are clearly visible.
"The Holy Son of the Barbarian God Sect is truly worthy of his reputation."
All the top geniuses had their eyes condensed.
Not to mention other warriors, their minds were suffocated.
Jiang Ye's attack was not inferior to that of the Great Wuzong. If they were to face Jiang Ye, they would probably be killed instantly.
Ling Yun didn't even raise his eyelids. He even sat cross-legged on the ground and just punched calmly.
Extremely killing fist! The power of the fist is like a star. Because it rubs the air at high speed, it brings out a long flame, which collides with the light of the giant axe.
The thunderous explosion echoed in all directions.
The top geniuses with strong cultivation were okay, but those with slight weakness felt their eardrums stinging, their internal organs were shaken to the point where their energy and blood boiled, and they had to step back.