Chapter 1308

Two days passed.

Lin Yun, who had made sufficient preparations, took the little ice phoenix and the thief cat, and left the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.

The Kunlun Realm Dragon Calendar was 3,301 years. On this day, Lin Yun officially set foot in Kunlun and began his experience.

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Floating clouds, a deserted seemingly deserted island, quietly fell into the shadow of a person.

The person here is Lin Yun. It has been more than a month since he left the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. Almost all the names on the scrolls that are easier to gnaw have been removed, and the rest are considered hard bones.

In the underground of this desert island, there is a hidden underground palace.

In the palace, a middle-aged man in a black robe is sitting on a magnificent throne, and a woman in revealing dress, with her breasts exposed, is waiting carefully on a chair.

On both sides of his throne, there are ten outstanding masters, men and women, all enjoying wine and delicacies.

The ten people are without exception, all of them are the peak cultivation bases of the Seventh Realm of the Heavenly Soul, and their evil spirits are restrained.

In the Kunlun great world, mortals are born with innate realm. As long as they have a little talent, it is not difficult to become a celestial soul at the age of fifteen.

But Xingjun is a hurdle, and almost nine adults can’t pass this hurdle.

The place under the jurisdiction of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect has a population of more than hundreds of millions, but only five hundred of his disciples. You can know that for ordinary people, even Xingjun is not that easy to reach.

The man on the throne was in his fifties, with a sullen face and hostility between his eyebrows. His cultivation level has reached the peak of the Star Element Realm, which is much stronger than many of the direct disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.

The breath is very heavy, the most important thing is that the body is terrible, and the blood flow is faintly visible in the eyes.

He is Huang Yong!

In the Star Sovereign Realm of Cangxuan Mansion, there is a rather savage casual cultivator, and the personal disciples of the four major sects made several shots at him, all allowing him to escape successfully.

At this moment, there are musicians playing in the palace and charming women dancing.

He and his masters, drinking and chatting, and admiring the dance.

“Brother, when do we have to hide… isn’t it just a funeral? What’s to be afraid of!” In the hands of ten half-step Xingjun masters, a big man drank wine and said very dissatisfied.

Huang Yong had a cold face, took a sip of wine, and did not answer.

In the last month, a person suddenly appeared in Cangxuan Mansion, claiming to be a funeral daddy. Many evil cultivators died in this person’s hands, and Huang Yong vaguely noticed that there was something wrong. These dead evil cultivators had grievances with the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.

He was cautious by nature, so he hid, planning to wait until the limelight passed before coming out to walk around.

The people of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, it is impossible to spend all their time chasing and killing evil cultivators, they also have to cultivate, and Huang Yong knows this well.

“Hey, old seven. There is a place where you can eat, drink and play, and there is also a spiritual spring hidden in the place where you can retreat and practice at any time. Recently, the burial boy has a strong edge, and there is nothing wrong with avoiding it. ”

A wickedly sly eyebrow, staring at the dancing maid, with a wretched light in his eyes.

“I’m afraid this funerary boy will come here.” Some people said more carefully.

snort!

Huang Yong flicked the wine glass and said coldly: “If he dares to come, I will let him die. I’m here to avoid the limelight. I’m not really afraid of him, but I just don’t want to cause trouble.”

His underground palace was built with no effort, besides being secret, there were also several spiritual formations.

As long as it wasn’t a master of the astral realm who broke in, and others broke in, they wouldn’t even know how to die.

Having been fierce in Cangxuan Palace for so many years, how could Huang Yong not have any means? This nest has not been easily broken by people.

“Brother, the purple flame golden lotus in the spirit spring is mature!”

At this moment, at the side entrance of the underground palace, a man in yellow robe walked over happily, holding a brocade box in his arms.

Purple Flame Golden Lotus!

The warriors of the half-step Xingjun in the main hall suddenly lit up, and they were willing to follow Huang Yong. It is because he is in control of a secret spiritual spring in which the heavenly materials and the precious purple flame golden lotus grow.

Now that the purple flame golden lotus is mature again, as long as they are given a lotus leaf, they can attack the realm of Xingjun.

“Get out!”

Huang Yong’s eyelids twitched, he drove the woman beside him away, and waved to retreat.

Huh!

Then in a flash, he came to the front of the yellow warrior.

The yellow warrior was shocked in his heart. It was too fast. Ordinary Xingjun was afraid that he would have to be defeated in front of his eldest brother. The so-called direct disciples of those sects have always regarded themselves very high, but many of the direct disciples have died in Huang Yong’s hands over the years.

Especially two years ago, four direct disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect were tortured to death by their elder brother.

It was a sensation in Cangxuan Palace, Floating Cloud Sword Sect was furious, and even many elders were dispatched, but the eldest brother was still happy to the present.

Huang Yong grabbed the brocade box, but once again, he sat in the palace again.

He quickly opened the box and saw the purple flame golden lotus in it at a glance. He couldn’t help his eyes flashing, and he laughed strangely: “I have waited for this golden lotus to mature for several years. As long as the lotus heart is refined, I You can hit the Galaxy Realm!”

“Congratulations, brother!”

“With this treasure, it’s possible for Big Brother to hit the astral realm within three years.”

“Hehe, big brother, this purple flame golden lotus is a different species, and the lotus heart is stained with a trace of demon blood. Not to mention the star aspect, it is not impossible to hit the gods within three years!”

The masters under his command immediately got up and started flattering.

Huang Yong is usually unsmiling, and his temperament is gloomy, but at this moment he also rarely shows excitement and joy.

This thing is indeed a different species, but his talent is not high, the impact star camera will be very big in three years, but it is quite reluctant to become a godly pill realm venerable.

However, he was already very satisfied with being able to impact the star aspect, and the star aspect realm in Cangxuan Palace was already very terrifying.

Except for the elders of the sect, not many people can hold it down.

Huang Yong smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I will not treat you badly. There are 13 lotus leaves, and you are indispensable.”

“Thank you brother!”

“Big brother just need a word, I will wait to go through the fire and water, and I will not hesitate.”

A group of people immediately beamed their eyes and went crazy with excitement.

Huang Yong sneered in his heart. He knew how loyal these people were. But as long as you can keep pressing on them, you are not afraid of any tricks these people play.

“Purple flame golden lotus stained with demon blood, this is really rare, I want it too.”

At this moment, a cold voice came over.

“Um?”

The palace immediately calmed down, their expressions changed slightly, and their eyes drifted away.

“Since your Excellency is here, why don’t you show up, it’s meaningless to hide.” The smile on Huang Yong’s face diminished in an instant, and the whole face became extraordinarily cold. At the same time, he kept the purple flame golden lotus calmly .

As long as the opponent dared to appear in this palace, no matter what the background, he would definitely die.

The formation in this hall was made by a famous Saint Profound Master who spent a lot of money and spent several months to arrange it.

Just Star God Pill, it ran out of thousands.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

No one responded, only a rush of flute sounds, like a thousand horses roaring past. Immediately there was a continuous explosion, the formation pattern hidden in the wall shattered one after another, and the Star God Pill at the node exploded into fragments.

The so-called spirit array fell apart immediately.

boom!

The brightly lit, magnificent palace immediately became extremely dim.

Only a few candle lights flickered in the air, gleaming with a faint light, and the hall became bright and dark.

It’s him!

The man came, and Huang Yong’s masters turned pale.

Funeral, he really came!

He came out of the Cangxuan Palace recently, and he was extremely decisive. In just one month, the evil cultivation of more than ten star monarch realms has been passed down.

He has silver hair, a mask covering half of his face, and a silver robe. One flute, one sword, one flute and one sword kills people who are frightened.

In order to hunt down an evil cultivator, he killed hundreds of people overnight and uprooted the villa that the other party had run for a long time.

Huang Yong’s expression changed, and this man really dared to kill his lair.

Wow!

The light suddenly reappeared in the hall, and the silver brilliance was like snow, scattered in every corner.

Everyone looked back quickly, and saw a figure at the entrance for unknown time. The light burst from him, as in the legend, with a silver mask, long silver hair, and a silver robe.

Carrying a silver sword box on his back, that sword, so far no one has seen it.

He held a long flute in his hand. He didn’t move, but just standing, there was a terrible edge rushing toward his face, and he couldn’t force people to kick it.

Burial the dude!

Everyone was shocked, their backs became cold, and their lips trembled uncontrollably.

“kill him!”

On the gorgeous throne, Huang Yong said blankly.

But these people just yelled, and none of the people who went through the fire for him moved, and Huang Yong’s face suddenly became extremely difficult to look.

A bunch of bastards!

“If you don’t want to die, just get out.”

The corner of Lin Yun’s mouth raised a smile, and said faintly.

“Thank you for the funeral of the playboy, and raise your hands high!”

A few people were relieved and fled through the side door one after another, not daring to stay for a while. In the empty hall, only Lin Yun and Huang Yong sitting on the throne were left in the blink of an eye.

“I have no grudges with you? If you are willing to let me go, I will return this purple flame golden lotus with both hands!” Huang Yong said with a trace of luck in his heart.

“Is there any enmity, you know in your heart.”

Lin Yun said softly, staring at the other side coldly. Two years ago, the other side tortured and killed four direct disciples of Floating Cloud Sword Sect.

Shaking Cang Xuan, let the Floating Cloud Sword Sect’s reputation be discredited.

Zongmen retaliated several times, but he did not find his person, this time he finally figured out his nest. I didn’t dare to send the elders of the Divine Pill Realm to fight the grass and startle the snake, and I was afraid that the disciples would come and die.

Teacher Floating Cloud wrote the person’s name on the scroll and handed it to Lin Yun.

“Really sent by the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.”

A smile appeared on Huang Yong’s face and suddenly became a lot more relaxed. He laughed coldly: “Your voice is very young, it should not be the elder of the sect. Since you are here, then don’t leave!”

It’s not an elder, it’s not a powerhouse in the Divine Pill Realm.

In Xingjun, if the opponent is astrological, he can’t beat him, but there are still many ways to go. But it was only in the Galaxy Realm, ha ha, the direct disciple of the Galaxy Realm who died in his hands, not too many.

Huh!

As the words fell, the star monarch’s might burst out on him, turning into an afterimage to kill Lin Yun.

Lin Yun didn’t move, he only put the Ziyu Shen bamboo flute to his lips. As soon as the sound of the flute sounded, there was a violent wind, and the wind roared like thunder!

Hum!

Huang Yong’s speed immediately slowed down a lot, he felt the invisible sword intent, accompanied by Xiaoyin, preventing him from moving forward.

Pretend to be a fool!

With stars surging all over, Huang Yong snorted coldly, and continued to rush forward.

The flutes of Xiaoyin perfectly play the artistic conception of Leiyin’s swordsmanship. The wind will roar like thunder, the flowers will fall, and the clouds will rise and snow will fly.

Inside the palace, the sound of Xiao Xiao is dim, and the chill drops sharply.

Lin Yun’s sword intent spread out with the sound of Xiao, his long hair was flying, and the silver light was shining, like a surging white cloud, constantly changing. The sword light in the hall, like the sword energy flying like snowflakes.

Huang Yong sighed, as he kept approaching Lin Yun, his body was bruised and blood flowed.

“die!”

Just one step away, the anger accumulated in Huang Yong’s heart completely exploded, and he rose into the air, letting out a violent roar.

Shenxiao!

Lin Yun raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and the sharp sound between his eyebrows surged, and Xiao Yin went straight into the sky.

The sound of the gods is like thunder, shaking the clouds!

Before Huang Yong could fall down, he was swallowed up by a silver light, and his whole body was broken in two on the left and right.

The end of a song, but the remaining sound is not over.

The splash of blood, a drop of sound waves fixed in the air, as if time had been imprisoned.

Lin Yun put down the purple jade god bamboo flute, stretched out his hand, and pulled the brocade box on the throne.

He turned and left, with the silver light flickering, the beautiful blood that splashed down like a torrential rain.

[I will continue to write, let’s see Chapter 3 tomorrow morning. 】