Chapter 156

“The place of death?”

Lin Yun was puzzled, obviously he hadn’t heard of it before, and he was puzzled.

“Yes, it’s a place of death and burial. The place is shrouded in magic mist all year round, and all the ancient monsters have been demonized. It is very dangerous, but it can be said that…it is the preaching place of this sect, and there are all kinds of incredible The benefits are very mysterious.”

Ming Ye’s eyes were full of light, and he said in a deep voice: “The place of preaching, if it is the most elite disciple of this ancient sect, only then can you be qualified to enter, see.”

Lin Yun’s heart was hot, and he naturally understood what the other party meant.

Looking at the relics of the sect, you can tell what position this ancient sect had in the golden age of the year!

The most elite disciples under his sect were qualified to enlighten the inheritance of the Dao. How tempting, needless to say.

“The top innate powerhouses who come to this Qingyang Realm will almost always go to this place of death and burial. Even if it is our three overlord-level sects, there will be no bargains in it. But this time, you have your hands. Treasures, you can barely contend for it.”

Ming Ye laughed softly, even if he had the treasure in Lin Yun’s hands, he didn’t seem very confident.

Barely fighting?

Lin Yun was slightly stunned, this Ming Ye was the young master of the overlord sect, but he didn’t seem arrogant at all.

In the Qingyang realm, the powerhouse of the half-step profound entrance can be regarded as the top existence.

If Lin Yun had no treasure in his hand, facing such a powerful person, he could only turn around and run away.

Even if Lei Yan’s fighting body is so complete, it is very uncomfortable to get a few palms on the opponent.

The gray-clothed old man next to Ming Ye is an unpredictable half-step porch expert!

If even Ming Ye can only reluctantly fight, then the others are afraid they can’t even fight.

Perhaps, Ming Ye’s real goal has always been Bai Lixuan’s group of people.

He had seen before that the gang of High Heaven sword pavilion, each of them was so powerful that it was terrifying.

Even Yunxiao could break through the sword on his body.

Bai Lixuan had only the seven innate orifices cultivation base, but it gave him the feeling that it was more terrifying than the half-step entrance elders of Jin Yanzong and Xueyunmen.

Under his full strength, no one knows how terrifying his strength is.

If you use four words to describe it, it must be unfathomable.

Si Xueyi, who was as famous as him, was almost there.

This is still a master on the bright side, a powerful casual cultivator secretly hidden, not to mention more.

After a while, Ming Ye gathered the disciples of Mingguang Pavilion, and all those who had cultivated the Five Orifices were persuaded to leave.

Only four or five sect elites with innate six or seven orifices remain.

“Let’s go.”

Half a day later, within the vast ruins of the sect, a mysterious forbidden area shrouded in magic mist appeared in the eyes of everyone.

This place is very remote, if Lin Yun came to find it by himself, it would be difficult to find it.

The faint black mist whistled non-stop with gusts of cloudy wind.

It is like a magic sound, disturbing people’s mind, and it is very uncomfortable.

“Is this the magic fog?”

“very scary……”

“It feels like a road to hell, the yin is so heavy.”

Inside the relics of the sect, the innate powerhouse of Mingguang Pavilion, his face was rather solemn when he saw the magic mist for the first time.

There are still many powerful casual cultivators in the Quartet, who are also silent on the edge of this dead burial place.

But most of them gritted their teeth and rushed in without turning back.

Under the devilish energy, there are many ancient remains on the ground, looming, they are all the ancient sect disciples who died in the battle.

Here, a long time ago, there must have been a terrifying battle.

Ming Ye frowned slightly and said, “The magic fog has faded a lot. It seems that we have been behind for a long time. Everyone, be careful and follow me.”

Entering the magic mist, everyone suddenly felt a little discomfort.

The devil qi is pervasive, like a body of yin wind erosion, and everyone has to separate spirit elements to resist these devil qi.

Lin Yun’s expression remained the same, and this devilish energy didn’t cause much harm to him.

Earlier, he used demon energy to refine his body to achieve a perfect thunder flame combat body.

“That is……”

Not far away, I saw a group of people surrounded by the huge monster beast body, surprised again and again.

Everyone took a look at them, and they sucked in air-conditioning.

This is a rash and fleshy scalp, with the corpse of a monster beast the size of a hill, lying on the ground, lifeless.

There was only one scar on his whole body.

It was an inconspicuous sword mark, but it went deep into the internal organs and a fatal blow.

The black demon blood flowed down the wound like a stream.

“What a terrible swordsmanship!”

“With just one sword, the implied sword power shattered all the vitality of this fierce beast.”

“I heard that this sword was left by Bai Lixuan. Someone saw that this monster beast didn’t have long eyes to shoot at him, and he solved it with a backhand sword.”

“Isn’t this monster beast possessing the strength of the seven innate orifices?”

Everyone was terrified. Although Bai Lixuan hadn’t really seen Bai Lixuan’s move, the corpse of the monster he left caused a great shock to people.

Buzzing!

Lin Yun’s right ear moved slightly, and he heard a little sound of sword ming, which stirred in the fierce beast’s body.

His face suddenly changed, and he whispered, “Young Master Ming, step back a bit, the corpse of this fierce beast is a little weird!”

Ming Ye was puzzled, the gray-clothed old man didn’t see the problem, so Lin Yun saw something wrong.

However, he still had some trust in Lin Yun.

Immediately waved their hands, and everyone in Mingguang Pavilion retreated far at the same time.

Bang!

As soon as the few people stood firmly, they heard a roar, among the fallen monster beast corpses in front of them. Suddenly, seven sword lights burst into the sky.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, the corpse of the demon beast that was still a little lingering just now was snapped away in capital.

Unexpectedly, the violent sword aura wounded many warriors who were observing the corpse.

Almost without warning, the people who were injured by sword qi were pierced through their chests in the lighter ones, and severed their hands and feet in the heavy ones, and they were half-waste on the spot.

In one fell swoop, more than ten people were injured.

“This is sword intent!”

“With a single sword in hand, such a sharp sword intent is left, and it has only disappeared now…”

“How terrible is Bai Lixuan’s strength?”

Seeing the torn apart monster beast corpse and the warrior injured by the aftermath of the sword qi, everyone looked shocked.

Ming Ye sighed: “Lin Yun, thanks to you just now!”

The gray-clothed old man looked at him deeply and said: “Young Master Lin’s kendo perception, I am afraid that he is not far from the sword intent, I have not noticed the sword power in the body of the demon beast suitable for talent.”

Lin Yun’s face was calm and did not say much.

He was only half-step sword intent, and he was far from reaching Bai Lixuan’s level.

I really don’t know how the Lingxiao sword pavilion cultivated such a perverted kendo evildoer.

Moving forward, the corpses of monster beasts gradually increased.

Many people have come here to open the way, and as a latecomer, there is less trouble.

In this forbidden area, perhaps because of the devilish energy, there are many ancient sect disciples who died in battle, but they were not completely weathered.

The bones are still there, half buried in the dust under the feet, adding a lot of melancholy.

It’s hard to imagine how tragic the remote battle back then was, and even the sect disciples died in the battle.

“That place is a bit strange.”

While walking, Lin Yun pointed at the broken wall not far away and suddenly spoke.

Along the way, Lin Yun’s keen intuition helped everyone avoid a lot of trouble.

Everyone has long since been convinced by him.

“Look at it.”

Ming Ye immediately led the crowd and quickly walked over.

Stepping on the ground with exhausted bones, a group of people came to the broken wall in a short time.

I saw a mural carved on the broken wall, and the scene in the painting was mysterious and infinite. There is Taoist rhyme, and just one glance can make people feel shocked. This is a picture of enlightenment.

But the few cracks on the wall, with canine teeth intertwined, made people look solemn.

“It’s Jianhen… Damn it, Bai Lixuan left it again!”

Ming Ye looked slightly angry, clenched his fists, and said a little uncomfortably.

The frescoes in front of me are extremely precious.

But the existence of these sword marks caused Ming Ye to dispel his thoughts, as long as he touched it lightly.

The murals will be stirred into powder by the remaining sword intent, and will hurt people.

The gray-clothed old man sighed: “These people who came first have almost removed all the treasures that can be removed. Those that can’t be removed will be destroyed.”

During the period, there is not much to say.

If you are strong enough and don’t fear the monster beast in the devil qi, you can do the same.

“Perhaps, I can try.”

At this moment, the silent Lin Yun suddenly spoke.

“Brother Lin, really?”

Ming Ye’s eyes lit up, igniting hope. This mural is not very helpful to him personally.

But for Mingguang Pavilion, it is simply a treasure, so much needed.

“let me try.”

The crowd retreated, Lin Yun stepped forward, and the sword power on his body burst out.

The momentum suddenly changed, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, the vast sword power enveloped the entire mural.

Just when everyone was in a state of uncertainty, the powerful sword force slammed into it.

The whole body’s sword power condensed half a step of the sword intent, and all the hidden sword intent in the mural was drawn out.

In a moment, seven rays of sword light flashed out of the mural like lightning.

“Brother Lin, be careful!”

Seeing that fierce sword light, Ming Ye lost his voice.

Lin Yun moved his fingers together, using the fingers as a sword, and leaning on his half-step sword intent to block six swords in a row.

When he got the seventh sword, he was shaken back for several steps, his blood surged, his complexion changed.

rock!

The complete mural suddenly broke into several pieces and fell on the ground.

“Quickly put it away.”

Ming Ye looked happy and succeeded, but the mural was not shattered into powder.

Among them, the rhyme of Taoism still exists, and when put together, it is still a complete enlightenment picture.

Immediately, everyone in Mingguang Pavilion stepped forward and carefully collected the murals.

“Brother Lin is okay.”

Ming Ye walked over and said gratefully.

Lin Yun stopped smiling and said, “It’s okay. After all, it’s just his remaining sword intent. If you are prepared, it won’t be a problem.”

Ming Ye and the gray-clothed old man did not agree.

If it wasn’t for Kendo’s insight, it would have reached a certain level, even if the strength was sufficient. If you can block these rays of sword light, you can’t keep the murals.

The two obviously took a lot of attention to Lin Yun.

Even if he didn’t have a treasure in his hand, Lin Yun’s strength would be tyrannical.

The place of death and burial is full of bones, many broken buildings, there are many enlightened murals and similar treasures.

It is worthy of being a preaching place, some of the inconspicuous buildings at the time have become treasures in the eyes of latecomers.

A few people, in this place of death and burial, keep advancing.

After a long time, a vast square appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The gray sandstone, paved ground, is immersed in the breath of ancient vicissitudes, giving people a heavy and condensed sense of oppression.

At this moment, many figures have gathered in the square.

Lin Yun’s gaze crossed these figures and saw a vast black altar in the center of the square.

Just the steps, there are tens of thousands…

“Tongtian Altar!”

The old man beside Ming Ye’s expression changed drastically, exclaiming.