Chapter 592

Kushuohai, in a valley with flat terrain.

There are two people fighting, one old and one young, the old one looks like an evil cultivator. Every move and every style has the power to open mountains and crack rocks, which is sophisticated and spicy.

But the situation on the field was very unfavorable to the old man, and the boy who fought against him didn't even draw his sword.

Pfft!

In the fierce confrontation, the old man was caught in a loophole, and he slapped a palm in the chest, and immediately vomited blood and flew away, looking at the blue-clothed youth in front of him in extreme shock.

If Lin Yun was here, he would definitely not be unfamiliar with this young man in blue.

It is Bai Lixuan, once the No. 1 evildoer of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, and now Xiaobai, the leader of Qianyun Sect.

Bai Lixuan has the root bone of the Holy Body, and his kendo talent is equally amazing, but now he has not even drawn out the sword, and the old man he forced is extremely uncomfortable.

"Your Excellency, this Yan Yunguo has been taken away by you, so why kill it all!"

The old man clutched his chest, stared at Bai Lixuan, and said with a cold look, his eyes flashing with fierce murderous intent.

"I want to kill you, not because of Yan Yunguo, but just because I just saw it. If I let you go like this, I'm sorry for my three-month cultivation in Gan Yunzong." Bai Lixuan's expression was stern, but he was frank and blunt. Killing the opponent is just to practice.

On the opposite side is a great loose cultivator who has completed the Yang Profound Realm. He is just entering the Yin Profound Realm for the first time, and there is still a big gap in his cultivation.

Even if you lose, you should be able to do it if you desperately want to go.

But right now, he bluntly said that it was impossible for the other party to leave. Such courage and confidence were quite surprising.

"Arrogant! The old man is leaving, and you can't stop him!"

As soon as the voice fell, the old man walked away, extremely decisive.

"I got hit with the palm of the hand and let you go, isn't it a joke."

A look of disdain flashed in his eyes, Bai Lixuan drew his sword out of the sheath, and heard a loud bang, the sword light flew down, and the old man was forced back.

laugh!

The sword light flashed again, and the old man's chest was pulled out of a ferocious wound, and he suddenly screamed loudly, like crazy.

"die!"

Without giving the old man a chance to jump off the wall, Bai Lixuan moved forward, and the tip of his sword slid across the air with an icy cold light, which looked like a shock of lightning.

A sword pierced through the throat.

Pfft!

When Bai Lixuan retracted his wrist, blood immediately splashed.

While wiping the blood on the sword, a figure slowly fell.

"It's really not easy to find you, yes, a loose cultivator with a perfect Yang Profound Realm can be killed so easily."

The visitor looked gentle and laughed softly.

It is Bai Lixuan's senior brother, Xie Yunqiao, the core disciple of Qianyunzong, and also the top 57 Tianjiao on the Dragon Cloud Ranking.

"It's just a loose cultivator, this person is not worth mentioning on the evil cultivator list."

Bai Lixuan put the sword back into its sheath and said quite calmly.

"Humble." Xie Yunqiao chuckled softly, he is still quite optimistic about this junior brother, no surprise, the dragon feast will definitely shine.

And with the Holy Body, even he is envious of such bones.

"I saw Lin Yun before."

Despite his efforts to remain calm, Bai Lixuan's tone still fluctuated.

Before entering Kushuohai, Lin Yun saw him, and he also saw Lin Yun. It's just that the two people's thoughts at the time were different. Xie Yunqiao didn't care, and smiled lightly: "I saw it too. Don't worry, he is definitely not your opponent now. You have the Holy Body and entered my Ganyun Sect, and you will only throw him further and further away. This time A trip to the ancient tomb of Xingjun will not only make you famous, but also make the time when the ancient Xingjun died.

The Tianxing Beads are here for you. "

Bai Lixuan pondered for a while before sighing softly: "It's just that this person has caused me too much frustration, I really don't need to be too afraid of him. With so many masters on the Longyun list this time, he can no longer be regarded as a my goal."

Xie Yunqiao nodded and smiled: "Yes, if you encounter it, you can teach it a lesson. There is no need to think about this person deliberately. Let's go, this ancient tomb of Xingjun is still a little far away."

At the same time, Lin Yun was discussed by the two and came to a ruined sect ruins.

In the vast world, those dilapidated buildings covered by yellow sand, at first glance, give people a very shocking feeling.

In a dilapidated palace, Lin Yun, who hid his figure, put down the sword box on his back.

His eyes fell on the sword box, Lin Yun stretched out his hand to open it, and suddenly a thick floral fragrance came over, and the whole person was instantly shrouded in a mist condensed by the floral fragrance.

There are more than thirty four-color evening mist flowers in the box, half of which are covered with petals.

Keng!

Lin Yun pulled out the funeral flower, and saw that the sword body was cold and gleaming, and the spiritual pattern that spread from the hilt to the tip of the sword was like a natural spiritual pattern, with a hidden rhythm.

Right now, one third of this pattern is already flashing with light, and when all the patterns are lit up, this sword should be able to be promoted to a treasure.

There is no doubt that if the burial flowers can be promoted to treasures, then Lin Yun's confidence in the ancient tomb of Xingjun can be much higher.

"It's still two-thirds away, and we have to figure out a way."

Lin Yun frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

As long as it's not a colorful evening mist flower, it's not too rare in this Kushuohai, but it's too troublesome to search for one person.

At this rate, it would be very difficult for the funeral flower to be promoted to a treasure before arriving at the Xingjun Ancient Tomb.

Thoughts were like electricity, and in Lin Yun's mind, countless auras kept flashing.

Got it!

Lin Yun stretched out his hand, and the burial foil in the box fell into his hands, with his fingers spread out and tightly gripping the hilt.

His eyes were slowly closed, and the Ziyuan Sword Art was slowly running. Immediately, the majestic True Essence surged in his body like a river, and then he followed Lin Yun's hand holding the hilt, and frantically poured it into the body of the sword.

hum! hum! hum!

With the injection of true essence, the burial foil in the sheath kept trembling, ready to go. When this momentum was about to reach its limit, Lin Yun's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes flickered, and the sword intent of innate perfection emanated a little, and he drew his sword out of its scabbard.

boom!

The long-awaited funeral flower suddenly burst into a dazzling silver light, rushing away into the sky, and it is quite eye-catching in this yellow sand.

click!

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and raised his hand, and the burial flowers surged out, landing half a foot into the ground. With the violent trembling of the hilt, the ground trembled wildly, and the dilapidated ancient buildings nearby collapsed in pieces under these fluctuations.

Boom!

The silver light soaring into the sky was particularly eye-catching, and with this loud noise, it instantly caused a huge movement in the vast ancient building complex.

"What a strong sword intent! It's an ancient relic!"

"This movement is really big..."

"Go! Go! Go! Hurry over!"

All of a sudden, many people scattered in the four directions, moving in the wind, came frantically, lest they be one step behind.

This place is a ruined ancient building complex, half submerged in the yellow sand, many people are looking for ancient relics. Suddenly, with such a big movement, even if you have some doubts, you can't hold back your curiosity and hurried over.

The burial flower itself has a lot of origin, even if it is not an ancient relic, it is enough to exhaust these relics, or even worse.

So to be precise, these people did not guess wrong.

However, in the blink of an eye, Lin Yun realized that two figures came down like lightning. The two figures were quite cautious. After seeing the funeral flowers, their eyes lit up, but they did not move rashly.

Both of them noticed each other, one was the core disciple of the quasi-overlord, whose cultivation base had reached the Yang Profound Realm. One is a middle-aged loose cultivator, a burly and sturdy man who is close to two meters.

When the two were on guard against each other, Yu Guang fell on the funeral flower.

In the broken ruins, the ancient sword with silver light was stained with a lot of dust. But even so, it is still difficult to hide its edge and luster, and what is even more rare is that this is actually a fairly complete, almost flawless ancient sword.

In this way, even if it is not a treasure, its value is quite high.

boom! boom! boom!

The hearts of the two were beating wildly for a while, and their faces were full of uncontrollable ecstasy, excited.

After a while, the two noticed the existence of Lin Yun.

The sect disciple in the yellow shirt flashed with surprise in his eyes, and then his fierce light was revealed, and he shouted coldly: "You should have discovered this ancient sword... But now, you can get out!"

Between the words, many more figures came out of the sky, and their eyes fell on the burial foil buried in the yellow sand, all of which were bright in front of their eyes.

"It's really an ancient sword!"

"After so many years, the sword intent is still lingering. I'm afraid this sword is quite big."

"There must have been a battle back then. Otherwise, the sword's rank would not have fallen into a mysterious soldier."

Whispering discussions suddenly dispersed.

"I told you to get out, didn't you hear?" The middle-aged man saw that Lin Yun didn't move, anger flashed in his eyes, and he scolded sharply.

He and the young man in yellow shirt formed a little tacit understanding, first drive away Lin Yun, then join forces to drive away the others, and then the two will come back to fight for the sword.

Otherwise, there will be many dreams in the night, and no one will know who will attract people.

Good idea...

Faced with the reprimands from the two, Lin Yun smiled slightly and said softly, "The sword itself is under the sword. With such a big disturbance, I just wanted to ask you all to help me a little."

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes showed a look of astonishment, puzzled.

Even the young man in yellow shirt and the burly man were stunned for a moment, a little surprised.

"Don't believe it?"

The smile on Lin Yun's face subsided, he and the funeral flower have long been in the same mind, and when the voice falls, he stretches out his hand. The silver light flickered and the burial flower surrounded by sword intent burst out of the ground in an instant and flew back towards Lin Yun.

Whoosh!

The young man in yellow shirt and the burly and strong man suddenly turned pale in shock, and immediately rose into the air, chasing after him like lightning.

"Maybe this sword used to be yours, but not now!"

"A trash of the Yin Profound Realm is not worthy of this sword!"

The two of them stood up from the sky, and their killing intent exploded. Suddenly, two extremely fierce auras pressed towards Lin Yun, but they did not intend to leave Lin Yun alive.

The moment Lin Yun held the funeral flower, the two almost followed closely behind and killed him.

Seeing that Lin Yun was about to fall on the spot with the cooperation of the two. But the silver light flickered, and two streaks of blood splashed in the air. The two who had been arrogant and domineering the next moment clutched their chests and knelt in front of Lin Yun.

"how is this possible!"

The two looked at Lin Yun in extreme astonishment, and their eyes were full of disbelief. The two of them didn't see how Lin Yun used the sword at all.

Lin Yun's eyes swept in all directions, and all the people who were swept by his eyes suddenly felt cold, like falling into an ice cave, shivering, and fear filled his heart for no reason. "Leave three Xiwu flowers, otherwise no one will want to leave. If there are no Xiwu flowers, leave the storage bag, and when you find it, come to me to change it."