C839 Unmarked burial site

Among the Soul Glyphs that he had drawn, there were a wide range of them, such as the Sword Mountain Talisman, Myriad Sword Talisman, Iron Wall Talisman, Golden Bell Talisman, Thunder Storm Talisman, Gale Talisman, Golden Shield Talisman, Reflecting Talisman, and Thousand Li Talisman.

On the lakeside, Ling Yun sat cross-legged with his legs crossed, looking at the stack of Soul Glyphs in his hands, his face revealing a satisfied smile. With these Soul Glyphs, if Martial Emperors do not come, it would be difficult for them to do anything to him.

Ling'er's cultivation had reached the fourth stage of Demon Emperor, and a third stage Soul Glyphs wasn't of much use to her, so Ling Yun only gave her a few thousand Li talisman to use for escaping. As long as she activated it, she could escape far away in three breaths of time.

Nobody knew what was inside the ruins. In the end, it was best to be prepared.

"It's been a long time since Lin Xie and the others received special training." Ling Yun stood up, stretched his body, and stretched his stiff body. With a light smile, the corner of his mouth hooked up into a devilish arc, as he said softly.

"Ling'er, let's go to Black Bamboo Manor!" Ling Yun said as he raised his head to look at the beautiful figure on a reef within the shrouded lake. A trace of gentleness flashed across his eyes.

"Alright!" Ling'er's tightly shut eyes slowly opened, and two scarlet flames loomed, before quickly disappearing. Her delicate body flashed, and in the next moment, she transformed into a cyan smoke, arriving beside Ling Yun.

Ling Yun was secretly speechless, Ling'er's talent was truly outstanding, it could even be said that she was one in a million. Her comprehension ability was definitely one of the top existences among the young generation on the continent, in just five short days, she had cultivated the cloud magic to such an extent.

The outskirts of the Western City of Lingxiao City was not as bustling as the other three places. There were red flowers, green willows, dancing birds, and singing songs every night.

Outside the outskirts of the city, there was an unmarked cemetery. The poor people had left their corpses there, but there were no tombs here.

The place was overgrown and rugged, with ghostly blue flames flickering around it. Mice and cockroaches were scuttling about in the grass, and there was a creepy and creepy wind blowing around them, making people's hair stand on end.

It was night. The moonlight was like water as it poured down. The sky was filled with numerous stars that flickered with starlight.

The cold wind was blowing, and the air was full of a ghastly aura.

The sound of footsteps came as Ling Yun brought Lin Xie and the others here. Looking at the corpses that were faintly visible under the clear and cold moonlight, Ling Yun said indifferently with a cold expression: "Tonight, all of you should rest here!"

Lin Xie and the others were suddenly shocked, even if they were in an unfamiliar place, they shouldn't even think about sleeping peacefully, what kind of courage would be required to sleep in this kind of environment?

The men were still able to maintain their composure, but the girls were cowering, their eyes filled with fear.

Even the usually fearless and fearless Ling'er was trembling slightly, his eyes drifting away as he unnaturally hugged onto Ling Yun's arm, as if he was looking for a sense of security.

"Ling Yun, are you joking!"

Qin Feng walked over with a forced smile, and said with a trembling voice. He was obviously afraid, but he still pretended to be indifferent.

"Do you think I'm joking?" Initially, he only wanted to bring Lin Xie and the rest here, but Qin Feng and the rest were curious as to how he was going to train Lin Xie and the rest, and followed.

Only, after knowing Ling Yun's thoughts, they all regretted it a little.

Only Ye Man's heart was in a good mood. He had lived in a hundred thousand mountains since he was young, and had never seen anything like this before. At this moment, he was lazily leaning against a tomb, squinting his eyes as he looked at the stars in the sky.