Chapter 123

On the blood dragon horse, Lin Yun, whose face was hidden in the shadows, frowned slightly.

Pull on the reins, ready to retreat at any time.

The large group of people on the other side are all elites, and many of them are powerhouses with the innate six or even seven orifices.

"You go back first."

The leader suddenly stretched out his hand, causing the rear group to stand behind.

"Little Lord?"

"It's okay, I'll talk to this friend, you guys stand back first."

Da da da!

Under the orders of the young man in yellow, the elites of Mingguang Pavilion began to retreat.

"Ming Ye, the young master of Mingguang Pavilion, my friend, I think you seem familiar, can you take off your hood and see."

The young man rode on the high-headed horse, looked at Lin Yun, and smiled slightly.

There was no murderous intent on his body, but he was rather kind.

Lin Yun could sense that the deep aura contained in the opponent's body was not much worse than that of plum paintings.

"Sorry, I think Your Excellency must have admitted the wrong person?"

Lin Yun lowered his voice and responded lightly, not wanting to have too much entanglement with the other party.

"Really? You reacted like this, and I am more and more sure of my guess. You are Lin Yun!"

The young master of Mingguang, Ming Ye, suddenly opened his mouth and called out Lin Yun's identity.

This guy……

Isn't it good enough to hide yourself?

Lin Yun was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, his current dress was no different from that of an ordinary adventurer. The sword box on the back is also hidden under the wide cloak, which is difficult to detect.

"Looks like I guessed right."

A sly look flashed in Ming Ye's eyes, and when he saw Lin Yun's silence, he laughed softly.

"You don't have to deny that, although the Blood Cloud Sect said that you were in Tianhuo Peak, you robbed the eighth-grade lava heart and died. But not long ago, I got news that you robbed the dragon cloud fruit drawn by Meizi in the Tianzhe Mountains. And leave calmly..."

Ming Ye raised his eyebrows and smiled softly: "Hehe, Mei Zihua has a cold temperament, she feels ashamed and wants to hide the news. But in this world, there is no such thing as an airtight wall, and the news that you are still alive has spread all over Qingyang County. already."

"What do you want?"

Lin Yun was no longer silent, and asked directly.

Seeing the other party's acquiescence, Ming Ye laughed loudly: "Hahaha, it really is you, my intuition is quite accurate. But don't worry, I have no hostility towards you, on the contrary, we can cooperate for a while. You should know that, I am not the guardian of Mingguang Pavilion, and the Wan family has now been destroyed!"

Lin Yun was a little speechless in his heart. After a long time, the other party actually guessed it intuitively.

But as for cooperation, "I'm not interested."

"Are you sure? You have offended the Blood Cloud Sect and the Jin Yan Sect at the same time. Cooperating with me, Mingguang Pavilion, can protect you from the ancient ruins."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm still used to being alone. If there is a chance, I can take care of each other in Qingyang Realm and say goodbye."

Lin Yun saw that there was someone coming from behind, and without delay, he pulled the reins.

The blood dragon horse turned into a wind, rolled up the dust, and disappeared at the end of the road in a moment.

"So fast."

Ming Ye clicked his tongue slightly, but seemed quite surprised.

"Young Master, how did you determine his identity?"

The Mingguang Pavilion brigade approached, and an old man with a deep cultivation base asked Ming Ye curiously.

Ming Ye said lightly: "The fire attribute aura on his body is very condensed, and it even makes people feel a little scared... Thinking of the eighth-grade lava heart, I tried a little bit, but I didn't expect it to be him."

"This person seems to be a little ignorant of praise. Do you want to send someone to follow him?"

Ming Ye said with a faint smile: "I don't know how to praise? Not to mention, he just doesn't trust the big sect. But when he feels the pressure of the two big sects, he will make a choice. By the way, I heard that the blood cloud sect's The blood slaughter is out?"

When it came to the blood slaughter, the old man's face changed slightly, and he pondered: "Well, for the sake of this ancient relic, I left the customs ahead of time."

"Hey, I don't know what kind of realm his blood cloud hand has reached now, but I'm really curious!"

Ming Ye's eyes shone brightly, obviously looking forward to the upcoming relics of the ancient ruins of Qingyang Realm.

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The ancient ruins of Qingyang Realm are very old and difficult to trace.

When the Daqin Empire was not established, the ruins already existed, and it is still unclear which era it is in.

I only know that that era, compared to the present, is a completely mythical and legendary dream era.

Ordinary people can't imagine how powerful the ancient sects in the small world of Qingyang were in that era.

It is said that it was a golden age, a prosperous age where geniuses were born in large numbers, gods were everywhere, evil spirits were rampant, and all ethnic groups were flourishing.

But in the end, for some unknown reason, this magnificent and vast golden age was suddenly destroyed, as if it disappeared overnight.

What was left were broken tiles and ruins such as Qingyangjie.

Today's era of warriors gradually developed on the ruins.

Years have passed, and now, the seal of Qingyang Realm is still unshakable.

Even the first emperor of the Daqin Empire could not crack it, otherwise this piece of ruins would have long since become a private taboo.

Qingyang County is well-known in the vast Qin Empire.

In addition to his chaos, it is still due to this small remaining world.

Every time the seal of Qingyang Realm is opened, there will be a grand event here, and the powerhouses from all over the world will come here to gather.

Qingyang Realm is located in a valley, the only entrance to the valley, and there are two statues that are thousands of feet high.

The ancient statues guard the relics passed down from ancient times. The seal cannot be opened, and no one can break through.

When Lin Yun, riding a blood dragon and horse, just felt the wasteland where the valley was located. At a glance, on the vast wasteland, there are densely packed figures in an endless stream.

I couldn't see the shadow of the valley at all, it was full of dark crowds.

Instead, he crossed the crowd and looked far into the distance, and saw two ancient statues standing like mountain peaks.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and the statue was filled with the vicissitudes and sorrows left by the years. The ancient aura diffused between the heavens and the earth, causing the sky and clouds on that side to freeze like a river of time.

Shocked!

Under the hood, Lin Yun's face was full of shock, and this feeling made him very depressed.

The two statues are simple and unpretentious, but they can stand in the world with the kind of domineering. At first glance, it feels as heavy as a mountain, and the depressed person is a little bit out of breath.

Under the domineering arrogance of this vast stalwart, people feel that they are incomparably small.

After only looking at it for a moment, Lin Yun quickly retracted his gaze, not daring to look any further.

"These two statues look like the guardians of ancient ruins. It's no wonder that few people dare to make wrong ideas."

Lin Yun was thoughtful and understood something.

The Qingyang Realm only allows the first warriors to enter, and the powerhouses of other realms who dare to forcibly enter are dead ends.

But for thousands of years, I don't know how many people have wanted to attack the Qingyang Realm.

But in the end, they all fail without exception.

"Such a powerful sect, how many years have passed, the descendants still have no solution, but why was it destroyed back then?"

Shaking his head, Lin Yun felt that this topic was a bit too heavy and didn't think about it.

The blood dragon horse set foot on this wasteland, and it was obviously much more honest and did not dare to act rashly.

Walking along the way, I saw many disciples of Blood Cloud Sect, who seemed to be searching for something in the crowd.

find me again?

Also, Blood Cloud Sect must have guessed that as long as I don’t die, I will definitely come to this Qingyang Realm.

But at the moment, there are seven or eighty thousand people in this dark crowd, and there are many strange beings with strong strength.

The Blood Cloud Sect is domineering on weekdays, but it doesn't dare to do too much right now.

To find him is basically looking for a needle in a haystack, there is no possibility.

On the wasteland, the location near the valley has long been occupied by major forces. As long as the seal is opened, these positions can enter the Qingyang Realm immediately.

Lin Yun, who had come to the depths of the crowd, could already see the entrance to the valley. In these best locations, he saw the existence of plum paintings.

As the overlord of the Qingyang world, Jin Yanzong is naturally qualified to occupy a place here.

Mei Zi's picture was indifferent, her brows were a little sullen, she looked very upset, and she had an expression that no strangers should enter.

I don't know who leaked the fact that Lin Yun stole his dragon cloud fruit.

Jean paid great attention to Jean's face, feeling extremely depressed.

"That is?"

Lin Yun swept his gaze and saw a person in the place occupied by the Blood Cloud Gate, frowning slightly.

The man's face was thin and his body was sinister and violent, which made people feel extremely terrifying at first glance.

Compared with plum painting, it seems to be more daunting.

"Xueyunmen doesn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp... There are still such young and terrifying masters."

The hood was pulled, and Lin Yun hid his face deeper.

It won't be long before the seal of Qingyang Realm will be opened, as low-key as possible.

After a while, Lin Yun, who was aimless, suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Raising his brows, Lin Yun immediately raised his head and looked over, not sure if he was dazzled.

It was a red-clothed girl, with delicate features, bright eyes and white teeth, skin like jade, her body was filled with elf-like temperament, and her eyes were as cute as crescent moons.

Lin Yun's heart moved, it was really her!

The mysterious girl who played a dongxiao in the red-leaf forest by the river bank when he couldn't bring out his martial spirit and was most at a loss, helped him master the half-step sword intent.

The girl in red seemed to have noticed Lin Yun's gaze, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he blinked playfully, the crescent moon crooked, and his eyebrows were picturesque.

But when Lin Yun took a closer look, he disappeared again.

"Give way."

Not caring too much, Lin Yun hurriedly led the horse and searched for it in the crowd.

But the crowd is surging, and it is too difficult to find someone.

In a hurry, Lin Yun took off his hood and looked around.

call out!

A gloomy gaze suddenly fell on Lin Yun, causing him to feel a chill for no reason.

Looking up, I just saw that the thin-faced man from Xueyunmen was looking at him with a sneer.

Oops... Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, revealing.