Chapter 736

This mountain is terrifyingly desolate, and the spiritual energy is so thin that it cannot enter Lin Yun's eyes at all.

If not, he would not retreat here at will, without fear of being disturbed. Retreat, the most taboo is to be disturbed by others, ranging from injury to mischief.

Lin Yun's eyes looked at Luo Han up and down.

Although his momentum dissipated, the restrained edge in his eyes became more and more fierce. As long as there is something wrong with Luo Han, he will be chopped in half in an instant, leaving no bones behind.

After a long time, Lin Yun woke up and laughed dumbly.

This mountain is indeed a barren mountain to him, but for the disciples of the Xuanwu realm, it is just right to come here to experience.

He was either in the Tianling Mountains or Luolongpo before, and he dealt with the level of Tianling Qixiu, and he was once again a leader of the family.

Standing too high, but ignoring some other things.

At his age, only the Xuanwu realm is the normal level of cultivation, and the real elites can only be said to be a minority compared to ordinary people.

Even the elites of the aristocratic families in Tianling City that he did not look down upon were considered extremely terrifying existences in the Daqin Empire.

Luo Han didn't know what Lin Yun was thinking, but the regret in his heart turned green.

Where are there any adventures and Feng Ming, it is clearly a senior who is retreating here, damn, I will not disturb the other party.

Thinking of this, Luo Han was dripping with cold sweat all over his body, and he stammered, "Younger... Luo Han, I really didn't know my senior was cultivating here. I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."

Lin Yun knew in his heart that after he had just cultivated the Ziyuan Sword Art to the peak of the eleventh level, the resourced petals reached a full one hundred and eight.

The body is filled with majestic and vast real essence, which makes him feel proud, and wants to try how many circles the Ziyuan sword formation can reverse.

As a result, in one go, it reversed nine full circles, giving birth to the vision of nine transformations and one, Fengming Chaoyang.

This Luo Han should have been attracted by the vision, thinking that there was a fortuitous encounter to break in, but obviously these words can't be said.

"I'm not a senior, my surname is Lin, I should be two years younger than you."

Lin Yun smiled and said calmly.

"Not senior? Fortunately, I almost thought I had to die..."

Luo Han breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face, but when he thought of Lin Yun's words, his face couldn't calm down again.

Smaller than him, how is this possible!

Lin Yun knew the doubts in his heart, but he didn't want to explain too much, so he pondered: "Are you from this neighborhood?"

"Well, I am an inner disciple of Floating Cloud Sect, and I have met Young Master Lin."

Luo Han barely calmed down and answered truthfully.

Lin Yun thoughtfully, looked at Luo Han, and probably understood that Liu Yunzong was a sect similar to High Heaven Sword Pavilion, or even slightly inferior.

In the Daqin Empire, the Floating Cloud Sect could dominate one side, but in this Leizhou territory, it was really unremarkable.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun looked at Luo Han and became a little more cordial, and said softly: "You should also want to go down the mountain, let's go together."

"it is good."

Luo Han naturally couldn't ask for it, and his face was filled with joy.

The two chatted casually as they walked. When they learned that Lin Yun was only eighteen years old, it brought a lot of shock to Luo Han's heart.

I have long heard that the evildoers on the Dragon Cloud Ranking are all strong against the sky.

The existence of the Three Kings and Qiying at the level can even compete with Tianshou, which sounds like a fairy tale. Seeing Lin Yun today, Fang knew that the rumors were true, but his vision was too low.

Lin Yun finally knew where this place was.

He had already left the scope of Tianling City and reached the territory of Mujian City, but this place was remote and was still quite far away from Mujian City.

Mujian City is also one of the seven main cities in Leizhou. There are many sword halls in the city, and there are many master swordsmen.

Luo Longpo, he ruined Murong Jing's good deeds, and destroyed his century-old Sword Emperor Grass, then Murong Jing seemed to be the evildoer of Mu Jiancheng.

If you have enough time, you can visit Mujian City for a while.

It's a pity that there is only three months left for the feast of dragons. Even if Lin Yun wants to stay for a while longer, he has to rush back to the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

Unless he joins other sects, he doesn't have to go back and participate in the feast of dragons in the name of Jiange.

Obviously, this is not possible.

At the foot of the mountain, when the two were about to part, a strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes.

"Young Master Lin, what's wrong?"

Luo Han asked in a panic, he felt something was wrong.

"There is a voice, a loud voice, the ground is shaking and the mountains are shaking, and the sky seems to be split open." Lin Yun looked back and said it lightly, but his expression was extremely solemn.

Lin Yun's eyes were slightly condensed, and his eyes were far away, and his vision was very far away.

There was a lot of black smoke in the sky at some point in time, and the endless black smoke was like a beast, driving away the white clouds in the sky. Countless broken white clouds, like the flock of sheep being chased, were panicking and scurrying around.

But no matter how fast he ran, he would be bitten by the black smoke and swallowed up his body.

Not long after, in Lin Yun's field of vision, half of the sky was shrouded in black smoke, which seemed particularly depressing. And the source of the black smoke seemed to come from the depths of the Tianling Mountains.

In an instant, the black smoke that was still thousands of miles away formed a billowing demon cloud, approaching the barren mountain.

"Magic?"

Lin Yun is no stranger to the black smoke. He has seen it in many places in the ancient South China region, but he has never seen such a large amount of demonic energy escaping.

Generally speaking, the magic energy is in some secret realms and rarely leaks out.

Once it is leaked, it will cause the monsters to lose and leave, forming a terrifying tide group that ravages all directions, causing astronomical tragedy.

"No, it's a beast tide, I have to hurry back to the sect!"

Luo Han's face changed slightly. He had only seen the beast tide in some ancient books, and had no concept at all.

The first thing that comes to mind is to return quickly.

"Your mountain gate is somewhat capable of self-protection. There should be some villages near the foot of the mountain. You should go and inform first, and gather people to rush into the big city."

Lin Yun had never seen a beast tide, but as a swordsman, he was much calmer than Luo Han.

Luo Han suddenly came to his senses. Compared with those who practiced martial arts, those villagers who were thumping had almost no power to resist the beast tide.

Boom!

At this moment, the barren mountain shook, and there was a terrifying beast roar one after another.

Lin Yun looked up and saw that the sky above his head was already pitch black at some point, and it was squirming like the tentacles of a demon.

"It's coming so fast, you go first."

Lin Yun said lightly.

"Young Master Lin, be careful."

Luo Han did not dare to delay, and said quickly.

boom!

As soon as he walked on his forefoot, there were a number of beasts running wild, rushing out from the depths of the forest. Heads of monsters, with dilated pupils, with pitch-black demonic energy lingering, looked very strange.

Seeing that those monsters were about to besiege, Lin Yun drew his sword and unsheathed it.

"Light of the Bright Moon!"

In Lin Yun's hands, the burial sword bloomed with a cold light, condensed into a bunch of purple moonlight, and swept out.

click! click! click!

The next moment, the purple moonlight condensed by Ziyuan Jianjin swept across, slicing the hundreds of monsters in half.

For a time, the blood rained, and the viscera of the monster beasts were scattered all over the air.

Luo Han looked back and was stunned when he saw this scene.

It was too terrifying to kill so many monsters with a single sword, an understatement.

They also have Yin-Yang Realm elders in Liuyun Sect, but they can't compare with Lin Yun at all, and even those Great Elders who are perfect in Yin-Yang Realm can't compare with Lin Yun's sword.

Such an idea is also in the past.

Lin Yunxiu was only a small success in the Yin-Yang realm, but his sword skills had reached the peak of the eleventh level, and he was blessed with the perfect innate sword intent.

Even a half-step celestial soul might not be able to hold him down, not to mention the perfect Yin-Yang realm, no amount would be enough to kill him.

Seeing that Lin Yun was still unmoved, he couldn't help but have a terrifying thought, Young Master Lin wouldn't want to rely on one person to kill all the monsters on this mountain, right?

probably not……

In the blink of an eye, he was taken aback by the thought, he didn't dare to think about it, and hurriedly ran.

The most important thing at the moment is to gather people from nearby villages and get them to gather and rush to a larger city, relying on the city wall to resist the beast tide.

As soon as Luo Han left, Lin Yun took his sword and rushed directly into the barren mountain, meeting the beasts running rampant all over the mountain.

Those wild beasts are much more fierce than usual under the influence of demonic energy, but it is a matter of a sword not to enter the yin and yang.

It was also the monsters in the Yin-Yang realm that made Lin Yun take some effort. After one strike, he needed to make another strike.

After half an hour, the whole barren mountain was filled with a thick bloody smell, the air became filthy, and the smell was pungent and uncomfortable.

The ground is full of corpses, and countless remains of monsters are hanging everywhere.

All the monsters in the barren mountain died under Lin Yunjian.

Standing on the top of the barren mountain, he lifted the eye of the candle dragon and looked into the distance, and his vision was instantly stretched countless times.

boom!

A flickering candle was lit in Lin Yun's eyes, and he saw countless monsters, surging like an ocean. In the sky and the ground, all are rampant and mad monsters, and the blood-red pupils have turned into strange black.

Too many...at least millions.

Lin Yun retracted the eye of the candle dragon, secretly shocked, he was nothing in front of this beast horde.

There are only a few thousand monsters in the barren mountains, and there are no monsters with perfect Yin-Yang realm, and in the group of beasts farther away, there are not a few monsters with half-step celestial souls.

Some half-step celestial spirit monsters also have mutant bloodlines, overlord-level bloodlines, and even king-level bloodlines.

These monsters, Lin Yun, are not afraid, but once they are entangled, they will be troublesome. Those little monsters who cut melons and vegetables before will harass them one after another and become a fatal threat.

"Find Luo Han first."

Lin Yun jumped directly from the top of the mountain and walked along the road, finding many mutilated corpses along the way.

Women, children, young and old, all have them, and the death is extremely tragic. They are ordinary people without any cultivation.

The scene was cruel, Lin Yun shook his head and continued to walk. He killed so many monsters that he could only block the monsters in one direction of the barren hills.

Under such a terrifying beast tide, personal force is too insignificant.

It didn't take much time, Lin Yun found a crowd of ordinary villagers in the avenue. The crowd numbered tens of thousands, and they all fled in a hurry, looking extremely terrified.

In addition to Luo Han, there are also some warriors escorting, and there are even strong people in the purple palace.

After seeing Lin Yun coming, Luo Han was overwhelmed with surprise, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, "This is Young Master Lin, it's him, he killed hundreds of monsters with one sword."

When the escorting Zifujing warrior heard the words, all eyes fell on Lin Yun.

Lin Yun was also looking at these people, they were all loose cultivators, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Humph! Do you look down on us loose cultivators? There are many sect disciples along the way, just escaping for their own lives, it is better for our loose cultivators." Seeing the strange look in Lin Yun's eyes, some loose cultivators said quite dissatisfied.

"Feel sorry."

Lin Yun was indeed surprised, but thinking about it, not all loose cultivators were evil cultivators, and normally they would not attack ordinary people.

As for the disciples of the sect and noble families, you can tell by looking at Tianling Qixiu, but they may not be able to compare to these loose cultivators.

"Stop arguing, let's break it first. The nearby cities are not very safe. This beast tide came too suddenly, and the scale is unprecedented. I'm afraid it will be rare in a thousand years. It is only true that these people have to be escorted to Mujian City. Safety."

An old man said solemnly.

The other person said, "Well, when we arrive at Mujian City, all the monstrous evildoers on the Dragon Cloud Ranking list should all come. The Heavenly Soul elders of the major overlords will also come, and no matter how terrifying the beast horde is, they won't be able to break through Mujian City."

Lin Yun's heart moved slightly, thinking of the words of Luoshui people before.

There will be changes in Tianling, and it will attract the most monstrous evildoers on the Dragon Cloud Ranking, let him not miss this opportunity.

It didn't lie to me! Will the three kings, Qiying, and Nangong Wanyu on the Longyun list all come?