Chapter 506

"Lin Yun, what do you plan to do with the storage bags all over the floor?"

Liu Yunyan looked forward to the vast storage bag with a smile on his face.

It was the first time she had seen Xueyu Tower and Sanjue Mansion suffer such a big loss at the same time.

"You help me count first, I only need Lingyu."

Lin Yun said softly, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?"

This came and went in a hurry, and there was really no sign, Liu Yunyan and the others saw this and hurriedly said.

"Go and come."

Lin Yun smiled casually and didn't say much.

Pan Yue and Han Fei packed up, and there was one more person, but Lin Yun didn't forget.

In the blink of an eye, the young man disappeared in front of several people, Liu Yunyan thought about it and guessed where he was going.

Surprise flashed in his heart, but Lin Yun was sure to retaliate, and he wouldn't let go even if he provoked him.

Ten miles away from the camp, there is an open space among the dense mountains and forests.

Covered by the branches and leaves in the sky, the sun can't fall at all, and the daytime is also gloomy, which is especially terrifying.

In that gloomy open space, there is a formation filled with cold air, and the nodes of the formation are inlaid with nearly a thousand third-grade spiritual jades.

At the core, there are many skulls of Longyan rats.

A young man shrouded in a black robe suddenly spat out blood, and his face was pale under the mask.

"Lin Yun, I will kill you!"

Through the mask, his eyes were extremely gloomy and cold, bursting out with icy killing intent.

The Rat King of Longyan, the demonic beast of the Yin Profound Realm, was the one who spent his energy and painstaking efforts to lead him in a formation, and just barely controlled it.

Originally thought, let the rat king slaughter the Quartet, and ruthlessly trample Liu Yunyan and others.

Unexpectedly, in front of Lin Yun, he was cut with a single sword.

Although there was a reason why the rat king was struggling and couldn't move, his strength still shocked him.

As soon as the Rat King died, Leng Yi was instantly attacked by the formation, and he was seriously injured.

At the moment, close your eyes and adjust your breath, daring not to have any other thoughts.

Whoosh!

But it didn't take long for this gloomy place, a breeze suddenly sounded. The falling leaves trembled slightly, and Leng Yi, who was in the process of breathing and healing, suddenly opened his eyes.

When he looked up, he saw a young man in green standing on the ancient tree in front of him.

"Lin Yun!"

Leng Yi's heart skipped a beat, he never expected that Lin Yun would find him so quickly?

Damn, what's going on?

Han Fei and Pan Yue, as well as so many disciples from Xueyulou and Sanjue Palace, couldn't stop him for a moment?

If he had known this earlier, how dare he stay in place to heal his wounds, he would have fled long ago.

"I didn't run... well, it saved me a little time."

Lin Yun looked calm and said lightly.

No matter whether the other party left or not, when Lin Yun decided to kill him, the other party was already dead.

Compared to Pan Yue and Han Fei, this Leng Yi's method is too weird and must not be left behind.

"Insanity!"

Leng Yi shouted angrily, his hands formed seals, his whole body surging with true essence, and the sound of ghost crying and wolf howling suddenly burst out from the lower formation.

The next moment, the skulls piled up all over his body, filled with thick black fog, like an evil ghost that jumped out of hell, falling towards Lin Yun overwhelmingly.

Lin Yun also looked at it, jumped down from the tree, raised his hand, and punched it.

Subduing the Demon Seal, subduing the Demon with a sword!

With the blessing of the Demon Seal, this fist glowed with golden light, which had a strong traceability to this ghost method.

Bang!

With just one punch, all these skulls were smashed to pieces. In an instant, countless pieces of debris fell, and the cold black mist disappeared.

"Lin Yun, we will have an appointment in the future. I swear that one day, sooner or later, I will make you feel like death is better than life..."

Accompanied by strange laughter, Leng Yi in the center of the formation, his body was a little foggy.

Seeing that, his head also fogged and became looming.

A cold light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, he raised the burial foil in his hand, held it tightly, and waved his hand.

call out!

A touch of silver sword light, accompanied by a loud sword sound, galloped and swept away like a giant.

Click!

Leng Yi's head, which was about to be atomized, flew out on the spot and rolled all the way on the ground.

The gust of wind suddenly rose, and where the sword was directed, the rows of ancient trees tilted and bent in an extremely exaggerated manner, making it impossible to straighten up.

As if there is an invisible force, it is firmly suppressed.

When Lin Yun was retracted into the sheath, these ancient trees that supported the sky suddenly bounced back.

"Kill me? Unfortunately, you don't have this chance."

The figure flashed forward, Lin Yun opened his hand, and unceremoniously took all the thousand rank three spiritual jades in the formation into his pocket.

As for Leng Yi's head, he has no intention of caring about it.

Outside the Blood Bone Mountains, Pan Yuezheng looked anxiously waiting for someone.

"Leng Yi hasn't come yet, is there something wrong?"

Han Fei couldn't help saying that the agreed meeting place had not seen anyone for a long time.

Pan Yue's face suddenly looked very ugly, and she didn't arrive for a long time. In all likelihood, she was afraid that she would die in Lin Yun's hands.

Other than that, nothing else is possible.

"This Lin Yun is really bold, even the disciples of the old ghost Youyun dare to kill? Are you really not afraid of death?"

Pan Yue said with a gloomy expression and gritted her teeth.

Leng Yi was invited by him to help. If he died outside the sect, the old ghost Youyun would definitely not make him feel better.

"Brother Pan, with the temperament of the old ghost Youyun, he will not let Lin Yun go, right?"

Han Fei sneered in his heart, and Pan Yue was embarrassed to say, not thinking about who the old ghost Youyun was.

If he was Lin Yun, he would not let Leng Yi go.

Pan Yue raised her head and said, "You have suffered such a big loss in the hands of that kid, can you swallow this breath?" Han Fei glanced at Pan Yue, and said lightly, "I now understand a little bit about why the people from the Cangjian Pavilion are here. Don't participate in this muddy water. The disciples of the quasi-overlord-level forces are as shameful as the loose cultivators. Right now, they have been robbed in turn. Even if they don't swallow their breath, they can still be

what? Are you still thinking of Zongmen to help you get ahead? "

For such a humiliating matter, let alone thinking about the sect to help you out, it is a blessing that the sect does not punish.

"You still think about it, how to explain to the old ghost Youyun, this old guy is crazy, but his six relatives don't recognize..."

Han Fei didn't bother to pay attention to Pan Yue, so he led the disciples of Sanjue Mansion and left quickly.

"hateful!"

Pan Yue was trembling all over, but her heart was full of powerlessness.

He was forced to kneel and beg for mercy, but what could he do?

If he could be given another chance, he would definitely not provoke Lin Yun.

...

The vastness is endless, like the river surface of a lake, the waves are turbulent, and waves of huge waves break out from time to time.

On the sinister waters of the Nulong River, at this moment, a large ship is steadily moving in it.

No matter how terrifying the turbulent waves are, how deafening the sound of the waves, this big ship with the flag of Tianfu Academy is always as calm as a mountain, without the slightest turbulence.

The Nulongjiang River is indeed well-deserved.

Lin Yun on the bow of the boat, the mist in front of him, the winding river. It seems that the majestic atmosphere and the rolling rivers are like a dragon hidden in the fog.

It has been four days since they left the Blood Bone Mountains and set off for Youzhou City.

Within four days, Lin Yun was in retreat to stabilize his cultivation, relying on the more than one thousand rank three spiritual jades that he had snatched.

Lin Yun, who was promoted to the Purple Palace, gradually stabilized his cultivation in the Yin Profound Realm.

The ninth level of sword art, it really is not until the Zifu, and it is absolutely impossible to improve.

More than 1,000 rank 3 spiritual jades were only able to strengthen one petal, which also gave Lin Yun a headache.

This practice of inheriting the golden age of ancient times requires huge resources in the future.

"Are you willing to come out? I thought you wouldn't come out before heading to Youzhou City?"

Liu Yunyan came over and smiled softly after seeing Lin Yun.

Originally, Lin Yun really thought so.

However, in just a few days, under the full-strength practice, Lingyu was almost exhausted.

Can't think of it, there's no way.

"Miss Liu, I don't know what other requirements are there to become a guest secretary of Tianfu Academy, apart from the recommendation of core disciples? If you want to come to the assessment, it should be indispensable..."

Lin Yun changed the subject and asked about something that interests him.

He was quite eager for the guest of the Tianfu Academy.

If possible, I hope to be able to make my spirit rune attainments further here.

He needs to use the power of Tianfu Academy to unlock the secret of the Tiger Sniffing the Rose.

"If no one recommends, there will definitely be an assessment. But if there is a recommendation from a core disciple, the assessment is just a passing scene, but the guests are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. If you can't show your worth, I'm afraid you won't get it either. What a errand, I have to let you know in advance."

Liu Yunyan told the truth and did not hide it.

After some experience in Ziyun Lake, the relationship between the two has become much closer.

In the scene of the big waves that day, like the doomsday, the young man turned around without looking back, but Liu Yunyan was deeply impressed and hard to forget.

"Show your worth?"

Lin Yun was thoughtful, but not too surprised.

Even if he has Liu Yunyan's face, he can't show the strength he should have. Even if he becomes a guest, he will only give a false name. It is not impossible for him to do chores and sweep the floor.

"With your age, talent, and strength, you can actually enter my Tianfu Academy. But... I guess, you won't agree to the heat."

Liu Yunyan laughed softly and said, if Lin Yun is willing, he will definitely enter the Tianfu Academy.

But his temperament definitely doesn't like being restrained. Before the feast of dragons, he is afraid that he will not leave the sword pavilion and join other sects.

To be a guest secretary, it can be reluctantly accepted.

However, Ke Qing is free to return to freedom, and the treatment is separated by a layer compared to the sect disciples.

If it is really impressive, it's another story.

For example, the old ghost Youyun, who was originally a first-order evil cultivator, had a fierce reputation. Blood Feather Building, if he took the initiative to invite him to join, he would naturally be treated favorably.

"You do understand me."

Lin Yun smiled, noncommittal. In any case, before the feast of dragons, it is impossible for him to turn his back on High Heaven Sword Pavilion.