Throughout the entire Pagoda River, warriors from various places were still immersed in the shock from before.
"Ling Yun's strength is actually so strong, even the Five Tribulations Heavenly Beings of Fuyao Holy Land are no match for him."
"It seems that the disciples of Fuyao Holy Land are not invincible. We cannot defeat them. It's just that we are not strong enough. But a monster like Ling Yun can also suppress them."
All the disciples in the Holy Land of Buddha were excited and felt a sense of pride.
"I suddenly remembered that when Shangguan Yi was assassinated, everyone felt that Shangguan Yi was not killed by Ling Yun, and that Ling Yun did not have the strength. Do you think Shangguan Yi was really killed by Ling Yun?"
A disciple said.
"Shut up, this matter is in the past, don't mention it again."
The other disciples immediately glared at him.
In today's Holy Land of Pagoda, Ling Yun is equivalent to a hero and is respected by countless disciples of Holy Land of Pagoda. Most of the disciples cannot bear to hear Ling Yun being offended.
The disciples of the Buddha Holy Land were excited, while the disciples of the Fuyao Holy Land were awe-inspiring.
There are actually such monsters in this pagoda holy land. It seems that they should not be too unscrupulous in the future.
Just as everyone was talking about it, the people at the bottom of the Buddha River stopped talking without warning.
"what happened?"
Riding on the flying boat, the people staying on it felt strange when they saw what was happening.
When they looked down, they saw that Yuen Long, Yuen Zhuer and others who had left before were back.
But this time, behind Yuen Long and others, there was a young man with black hair.
"Who is that person?"
"It's so scary. Just looking at this person from a distance, I feel like my breathing is suppressed."
All the disciples in the Holy Land of Buddha were terrified.
The disciples in Fuyao Holy Land looked surprised.
"Senior Brother Yu is here."
"I am in the Holy Land of Fuyao, and the true true master is here."
Immediately, all the Fuyao Holy Land disciples raised their hands and saluted: "Greetings to Senior Brother Yu."
Yu Wenbin, this is a heavenly being from the Six Tribulations.
Not only that, as a true successor, his combat effectiveness far exceeds that of Yuen Long even at the same level.
Just like Liu Zixi, who has the same cultivation level as Yuen Long, but is a true successor.
It can be seen that in Fuyao Holy Land, there is a huge gap between true and non-true traditions.
"Where's Ling Yun?"
Yu Wenbin took the flying boat to the fourth corner and said coldly.
"Senior Brother Yu, this person has already gone to the seventh bend."
There are reports from disciples of Fuyao Holy Land.
Yu Wenbin smiled: "After hurting my disciple of Fuyao Holy Land, he can still practice with such peace of mind?"
It seems that Yuan Zhuer's words are somewhat exaggerated.
But this Ling Yun is really no ordinary madman.
This action of the other party is clearly ignoring their true heritage of Fuyao Holy Land.
"Go to the seventh bend."
Immediately, Yu Wenbin took control of the flying boat and flew towards the sixth bend.
At this sixth bend, only the door of one training room is closed at the moment.
So Yu Wenbin knew where Ling Yun was without even looking for it.
With Yu Wenbin’s identity, he would naturally not break down the door like Yuan Zhuer did.
For him, it was easy to force Ling Yun out, and there was no need to be so rough.
The door of this training room is indeed very defensive.
Even if he takes action, he can't break it.
However, being unable to break it does not mean that it cannot affect Ling Yun.
Since sound fluctuations can be transmitted into the practice room, then spiritual consciousness fluctuations must also be able to be transmitted.
He stood there, cold light bursting out from his eyes.
In an instant, Yu Wenbin's spiritual consciousness surged toward the training room where Ling Yun was located like a tidal wave.
Everyone else around was awestruck.
They can all sense Yu Wenbin's terrifying spiritual fluctuations.
The spiritual consciousness of this true disciple of Fuyao Holy Land is probably not inferior to that of the Great Elder of Fuyao Holy Land.
And the people around them are under such huge oppression. It is conceivable how great the impact will be on Ling Yun, who is mainly targeted by Yu Wenbin.
In the training room, Ling Yun is practicing.
The energy of the Buddha River at this seventh bend is even more powerful.
In less than half an hour, his spiritual power had increased by 15 million channels, reaching a total of 600 million channels.
But after his spiritual power reached 600 million levels, his spiritual power could no longer be improved and was stuck at a bottleneck.
Once this bottleneck is broken through, Ling Yun can be promoted to Martial Emperor.
Ling Yun knew that if he wanted to break through this bottleneck, he would probably need a huge opportunity.
The Buddha River is undoubtedly this opportunity for him.
As long as he can subdue the blood of Buddha, it will be easy to break through Emperor Wu.
Of course, just because spiritual power cannot be improved for the time being, it does not mean that Ling Yun cannot improve his strength.
He can use this energy to temper his physical body and enhance his spiritual consciousness.
At this moment, a powerful wave of spiritual consciousness suddenly swept from outside the practice room.
This fluctuation of spiritual consciousness, after being weakened by the door of the training room, no longer has the ability to harm him, but it has undoubtedly caused interference to him.
Ling Yun opened his eyes.
There was an extreme chill in the depths of his pupils.
The most taboo thing for cultivators is to be disturbed by others during cultivation.
Fortunately, he has a strong mind and is not afraid of such interference.
If it were any other weak-willed person, he would probably go crazy on the spot.
And even if Ling Yun was not disturbed, it does not mean that he can forgive the person who released the spiritual consciousness.
Obviously, the person outside who releases spiritual consciousness cannot possibly not know how bad this move is, and the other party comes with malicious intentions.
The other party clearly wanted to make him go crazy and interfere with his martial arts practice.
For Ling Yun, the one who hinders his martial arts is the enemy of life and death.
Squeak! Ling Yun stood up directly, pushed the door open and went out.
As soon as he went out, Ling Yun's eyes fell on Yu Wenbin.
He doesn't know who Yu Wenbin is.
But among the warriors outside, only Yu Wenbin has the strength to release such powerful spiritual consciousness.
"Ling Yun."
Yu Wenbin also looked at Ling Yun, "I don't want to talk nonsense. If you hurt my people in Fuyao Holy Land, just cut off one of your arms first, and then we can discuss other things."
Ling Yun had no intention of talking nonsense with Yu Wenbin.
A flash of cold light burst out from his pupils.
He decided to attack Yu Wenbin directly.
Boom! The air explodes.
When Ling Yun said he would take action, he really took action directly.
The soles of his feet slammed into the ground, and then he was like a meteorite, rushing towards Yu Wenbin with the force of landslides and earth splits.
"court death."
Yu Wenbin was furious.
This Ling Yun, instead of pleading guilty and begging for mercy after seeing him, actually dared to attack him. He deserved death.
An extremely strong murderous intention also emerged from his heart.
He decided that no matter what happened today, he would destroy Ling Yun.
Although doing so would lead to a series of consequences, at least Mu Jiuchen, the Holy Lord of Buddha Holy Land, would not give up. But he did not believe that Mu Jiuchen would really offend Fuyao Holy Land for a dead person.
Immediately, Yu Wenbin punched out without dodging.