Chapter 593

Evening mist flowers!

Anyone who came to this Kusuohai didn't know Xiwu Flower, but who would deliberately look for this kind of flower?

Most of them are taken off as soon as they are seen, which is an unexpected small fortune, but not going to Xiwuhua is obviously worth the loss.

The huge withered sea, ancient ruins can be seen everywhere, and there are countless treasures in heaven and earth, so it makes no sense for them to find Xiwuhua.

For a time, the dozens of people who were lured by the burial foil were furious.

They came here not for Xiwuhua, but for the ancient tomb of Xingjun, and for the treasures of heaven and earth in the dry sea.

Although Lin Yun was a bit terrifying, he wounded two people from the Yang Profound Realm with one sword, but with so many people leaving, he only had one pair of hands.

"Sorry, I didn't have the time to find Xiwuhua for you!"

"Do you want us to find Xiwuhua for you for free, and treat us as fools?"

"Leave the storage bag? Dream about it!"

"We just do it directly, ignore him!"

The suppressed anger, after someone took the lead, instantly caused a burst of noise.

Whoosh!

Dozens of figures suddenly rose into the air, each unfolding their movements and running towards the four directions.

Lin Yun flicked his wrist, the burial foil was tightly attached to his arm, and his left hand made a mark, and said softly, "Since you're here, don't leave."

With so many people, it's not good to leave in vain, and his funeral foil is still pointing at these people.

Just as refining cannot catch water, just like the sun and the moon cannot stay empty!

At the moment when the left hand was printed, a monstrous killing intent that merged with the boundless swords shrouded in an instant.

Under this kind of killing intent, the air was thick and sticky, making the people who vacated the sky seem to be stuck in a quagmire.

"Damn, what's going on?"

"Can't move!"

"hateful!"

A group of people running in all directions, suddenly panicked, struggling desperately.

Lin Yun didn't give these people many chances. When the killing intent increased to seven times, he punched them out.

Buddhist Seven Killing Seals!

The fist burst, and with the earth-shattering loud noise, these sect disciples in mid-air were hit hard on the spot and vomited blood and fell to the ground. As for the many ancient buildings in the vicinity, every part was smashed into powder under the fist.

With the wind lightly, the ashes are annihilated.

When the dust cleared, the youth in green standing in the wind, his clothes were agitated, and his whole body was filled with domineering domineering.

One punch, just one punch, made these dozens of people hit hard on the spot.

This is the power of the Buddha's Seven Killing Seals, which can make a person's killing intent multiply, from one to seven, but from one to two, two to four, four to eight... When the superposition reaches seven times , the killing intent will reach a terrifying level.

What's more, in this killing intent, Lin Yun's innate sword intent was also integrated.

It was also Lin Yun who kept his hand. If all the consummate Innate Sword Intent was brought out, there would be no living person in front of him.

"Xiwuhua, I have it, I have it."

The burly and strong man who was half-kneeling beside Lin Yun shivered when he saw the power of this punch, and in panic took out three Xiwu flowers from his storage bag.

Lin Yun glanced at it and said lightly, "You can go."

Whoosh!

The burly man was relieved, and hurriedly fled.

The man in the yellow shirt beside him gritted his teeth and said, "I only have one."

"Leave the storage bag, find the remaining two, and I will return it to you."

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and unceremoniously took off his storage bag. The man in yellow shirt said angrily: "You!"

"Um?"

Lin Yun looked up, and with just one glance, the man swallowed the words.

"I'll find it for you!"

The man in yellow shirt dared not to speak out, and turned around on the spot, thinking only that he would never see Lin Yun again after finding Xiwuhua. The two strongest people had all succumbed in front of Lin Yun, and the rest of the sect disciples naturally did not dare to be arrogant.

After a while, everyone who was quite stubborn just now, all obediently went to find Xiwuhua.

With the storage bag being buckled by Lin Yun, the group of people searched very hard, and in almost two days, they found a hundred Xiwu flowers.

In the sword box, it was covered with the four-color petals of the evening mist flower, when the funeral foil sword was put into it.

It can be seen with the naked eye, and a condensed aroma is injected into the sword.

"Before you find the tomb of Xingjun, you should be able to upgrade the burial foil to a treasure."

Lin Yun's eyes showed a look of anticipation. If the burial foil can be promoted to a treasure, it will definitely be reborn and its power will be greatly increased.

time to go.

In a flash, Lin Yun landed on the highest point of the dilapidated building complex and looked around. As far as the eye can see, there are dilapidated temples, collapsed attics, and an ancient and desolate atmosphere, permeating this ancient site that was annihilated by yellow sand.

Although he has seen similar scenes in many secret realms, every time he sees it, it still makes people feel shocked.

In that era, how glorious was the golden age of martial arts?

But after a catastrophe, there was nothing left after the war. Only this fragmented relic told the prosperity of the year in the wind.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Under the display of the Seven Profound Steps, Lin Yun's whole body glowed with a faint golden light, like a golden crow with wings spread out, hovering in the ruins, overlooking all directions.

It can be found that there are still many figures of sect disciples in the ruins, scattered everywhere.

From time to time, the sound of fierce fighting could be heard, but Lin Yun was indifferent to it and ran forward all the way.

Huh?

Just as Lin Yun was about to leave the ruins, his complexion changed slightly, and after a few ups and downs, he turned back to a piece of broken rubble. In front of him, there is quicksand creeping slowly. If you don't pay attention, you will miss it on the spot.

If you guessed correctly, this should be the entrance to a certain underground palace.

With long sleeves like clouds, Lin Yun waved his hand, and the nearby rubble and other broken pieces were swept away.

The vision suddenly became clear, and the water flowing in all directions was like a funnel, trying to block a certain hole. After a while, this funnel is afraid that it will be completely blocked.

The Kushuohai itself is the remains of an ancient battlefield, and the existence of an underground palace is quite normal.

Many real treasures were also found in the underground palace. Compared with the underground palace, the danger of the surface is not the same.

After hesitating for a moment, before the underground palace was closed, Lin Yunshan fell in.

Whoa!

The moment it fell, it was like falling into an abyss, hanging in mid-air, falling non-stop. This feeling is somewhat similar to the small teleportation array that Lin Yun has experienced in the past. After it really falls, it may have gone to a quite distant place.

Lin Yun's entire body was completely wrapped in sand, squeezing constantly. The quicksand carried him to an unknown place like waves.

In the midst of anxiety, there is a faint expectation.

rock!

I don't know how long it took, Lin Yun's body was hanging in the air and kept falling, and when the soles of his feet landed on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This Kushuohai is as strange and unpredictable as the legend, and it is never certain where the quicksand will eventually take.

Looking around, Lin Yun found that the surrounding environment was quite dim. He was in an artificial corridor with hard walls on both sides, which felt rather gloomy to the touch.

It is in stark contrast to the scorching heat of Kushuohai itself.

On both sides of the stone walls, at intervals, there are small holes sunken in, and the dark fire is burning in the holes, which is even more gloomy.

Not long after, Lin Yun discovered a dilapidated stone room, which had long been looted. There are broken decorations everywhere, and the things placed on the ground are extremely messy.

Most importantly, he also found two corpses, which did not look like ancient people.

Has anyone been to this place?

Lin Yun was a little disappointed in his heart, since someone came here, there would be no good things left.

Bang!

At this moment, there was a faint sound of agitated real essence, and faintly, a fierce fight could be heard.

"A lot of people came..."

The disappointment in Lin Yun's eyes increased again, and after thinking about it, he quietly walked forward along the corridor.

After several turns, following the sound of fighting, he kept walking forward.

In the end, he came to an open palace, above the palace, inlaid with bright gems. The brilliance is dazzling, sweeping away the darkness, making the hall below bright and soft.

Under the lights, dozens of people are gathering at this moment, and they are fighting fiercely.

In one corner of the hall stood a stone pillar with a jade bowl on it. Tick ​​tock, above the jade bowl, a drop of bright water droplets dripped down at a very slow speed.

But every time it drips, the sound that falls in the bowl is crisp and moving, like the sound of broken jade, which is intoxicating.

Profound Yin Water!

Lin Yun's eyes suddenly lit up. Could it be that this underground palace is a tomb? To say that this place is a tomb palace is also true.

Already at Xingjun Ancient Tomb?

No, no, it shouldn't be at the Xingjun Ancient Tomb yet, and the Xingjun Ancient Tomb's breath alone can shock people's hearts.

It should be a tomb palace specially arranged by a certain sect in ancient times, specially used to derive the water of Xuanyin, even if it is not comparable to the ancient tomb of Xingjun, it is quite extraordinary.

"Disperse! This Profound Yin Water was discovered by Lao Tzu, don't argue with me!"

"Just because of you rubbish?"

"die!"

Under the light of the lights, dozens of people scolded and scolded, fighting to the death for the water of the mysterious yin.

Lin Yun observed it secretly, his eyes fell on the jade bowl, thoughtful.

To be able to withstand the erosion of Xuanyin water, the value of this jade bowl is probably not low, and it is complete.

Just as Lin Yun was about to make a sound of the fisherman's benefit, when the group was almost killed, there were faint footsteps in the darkness. The footsteps stopped, with a strange rhythm, echoing the sound of heartbeats in the dark.

Before he knew it, the footsteps completely coincided with his heartbeat. As the footsteps gradually accelerated, Lin Yun's heartbeat also accelerated uncontrollably.

thump! thump!

His heart was beating wildly, as if he was about to jump out of his chest at any moment. But this is not the most terrifying, the footsteps suddenly stopped and stopped.

Lin Yun's heart suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, breathing was short, and his face was instantly pale, Lin Yun was completely weak, and supported on the wall of the corridor.

On the other hand, those who were fighting in the hall were completely unaware and were still fighting fiercely.

Meet a master!

Lin Yun's face was dignified, his breath restrained, and he didn't dare to act rashly at the moment, this person should not have noticed him.

But if you don't find him, just the sound of footsteps emitting unintentionally can bring such a big shock to people. How strong should this person be? Lin Yun smiled wryly, this unexpected discovery of the fire of the mysterious yin, I am afraid that it is really hanging.