Chapter 385 Hundred Beast Gate
It should be the children of the sect who opened the magic lotus secret realm, killed each other, and died together.
Lin Yun searched in the storage bags of the two of them. There were no black refining demon pill and spiritual grass foreign fruit, but they had been refined.
There are a lot of second-grade spirit jade, which is close to two thousand.
Surprise joy.
The identities of the two seem to be the core disciples of the sect, and ordinary disciples are so rich.
Twenty years ago, Fear also had a reputation, and he must be the leader of the sect.
It’s a pity that the road to martial arts was too difficult, and it turned into a pile of bones. After twenty years, no one knew it.
Leaving the stone room, Lin Yun walked in and out of many stone rooms.
Did not find too many valuable treasures, but the incomplete ancient martial arts jade medals, but accumulated a lot.
Go back and give it to the sect, second-grade Lingyu is definitely indispensable.
This is the case in the magic lotus secret realm. Even if you have no adventures, as long as you have patience, you will have a good harvest if you can come out alive.
After walking thousands of meters, fierce quarrels and fights faintly heard.
“There are so many quarrels, I am afraid that some of the treasures of the underground palace have been discovered.”
Converging his true essence, Lin Yun quietly walked towards the end of the tunnel.
At the end, there is an open palace. Above the palace, there are strange orbs inlaid on the ceiling. The brilliance was shining on the hall below, bright and soft, attracting dozens of people to gather in it.
In the middle of the hall, there is an old man in sackcloth sitting cross-legged with his head hanging down. His body was dusty and lifeless, I don’t know how long it lasted.
In front of him, an ancient sword that was also covered with dust was inserted on the ground.
“Spread, this sword belongs to Lao Tzu, no one should fight with me!”
“Only you? Idiot talk about dreams!”
“die!”
“Huh, a bunch of trash, give me my son.”
Under the brilliance of the orb, the true essence vibrated, and the loud noise of martial skills collided continuously. In order to fight for the ancient sword in front of the deceased, a group of people fought and fought endlessly.
Lin Yun observed in secret, his eyes fell on Gu Jian, thoughtful.
The ancient sword is probably a treasure, and the preservation is quite complete. If you can capture a good treasure in this magic lotus secret realm. It is equivalent to having a life guarantee, and it can even run wild and kill the Quartet.
Regardless of other beauty, this alone makes the ancient sword full of infinite temptation.
boom!
In the main hall, there was a sudden gust of wind, and many sect children in the chaotic battle had not yet reacted. It was shaken out, and wherever the strong wind passed, those who blocked it were invincible.
When dozens of people woke up, they realized that it was not a violent wind, but a series of reckless, overbearing afterimages.
But this afterimage was too fast, and when they reflected it, the owner of the afterimage had already arrived in front of the old man.
Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and grasped it, and then he held the ancient sword in his hand and looked at it.
A group of people suddenly saw the killing intent, and they worked so hard for so long, how could it be possible for an outsider to take advantage of the fisherman’s profit and take this sword.
“Put down the ancient sword!”
“I’m looking for death, but the seventh level of Xuanwu’s cultivation base dare to come here to make trouble, are you impatient to live?”
“Don’t think that you are a disciple of the Lingxiao sword pavilion, we dare not do anything to you!”
“What do you do with so much nonsense? Just kill him.”
“kill!”
A group of people saw that Lin Yun had only the seventh level of Xuanwu cultivation, and their eyes became more angry.
With such a cultivation base, he dared to provoke them, and rushed to the past without hesitation.
Noisy!
Lin Yun, who was looking at the ancient sword, flashed a chill in his eyes, and the Shuiyue sword was in turmoil. There was a breeze, and he lifted up a few strands of long hair in front of the young man’s forehead. He held the ancient sword and waved his hand.
The long sleeves are like clouds, the sword light flashes across, like an antelope hanging horns, no trace can be found.
With this sword, the waves are huge!
The body of the ancient sword trembled, and the dust bounced away.
It seems to be an understatement, but with the sharp edge of the ancient sword, the powerful sword force unfolds in an instant. Swords of light swayed from the flat ground, like waves surging on a lake, the cold light of swords light suddenly exploded in the crowd.
The screams sounded, and more than a dozen people were pierced by Jian Mang on the spot and died tragically.
In the aftermath of the surging waves, the vast sword light, really like a big wave, shattered the prestige of a group of menacing people, and was overwhelmed by it.
“Damn it, I met an evildoer!”
“He is Lin Yun, he must be the rising star Lin Yun of the Lingxiao sword pavilion!”
The faces of the remaining people turned pale, and the gaze that looked at Lin Yun flashed with fright, and fled in a hurry.
“die!”
But this group of people had just retreated to the entrance, and the wind and clouds rose in the corridor, and the ancient heavy cauldron kept colliding, playing a heroic war song, echoing in all directions. A fist light rushed, like an ancient savage beast that ran away, amidst the roar, blood and blood trembled like thunder.
Bang bang bang!
Before breathing, there were more than ten people who were shaken to death on the spot under this fist. Those who did not die also suffered severe injuries, either their ribs were broken, or their internal organs were broken.
“Go away, don’t stand in my way!”
A sect child was kicked out like a ball, and after landing, he was killed on the spot.
In the surging, a burly figure walked out and grinned.
Those who hadn’t died, shivering, quickly took advantage of this opportunity to flee.
Hundred beasts, closed the wild?
With a raised eyebrow, Lin Yun recognized this person, just as famous as Demon Flame Sect Baiyue. In the last Longmen Competition, the burly young man who also lost to the hands of Young Master Liu, for three years was even more terrifying than ever.
It’s a powerful enemy, don’t be careless…
Click!
While he was thinking, the ancient sword in his hand was cut off on the spot, and Lin Yun couldn’t help but smile.
He was still thinking that his body with the broken sword seemed unable to do anything with this sword. I’m afraid that this ancient sword, like the funeral flower, has an extraordinary origin and is boundlessly mysterious.
Unexpectedly, before he had time to comprehend, he was cut off in his own hands.
Looking at the broken ancient sword, Feng Ye frowned slightly and cursed: “It’s another treasure with a broken handle. I thought it was really a treasure…”
In the magic lotus secret realm, there are countless treasures that are shattered for no reason.
This savage cursed, and didn’t think much about it.
When he shifted his gaze to Lin Yun, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he smiled vaguely.
“The ancient sword is broken, you still have to trouble me?”
Lin Yun looked calm and said softly.
If it is not necessary, he doesn’t want to fight against this person if there is no other treasure. But if the other party proactively provokes himself, he won’t be afraid.
“Hey, your strength is not weak. Just now, with a sword, I felt the sharpness of it hundreds of meters away. I am afraid that there are a lot of treasures on my body.”
Feng Ye grinned and stared at his waist storage bag maliciously.
“There are a lot of babies, I’m afraid you don’t have the ability to get it.”
It seems that World War I cannot be avoided.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held the sword that popped out of the box tightly in his hand.
In the hall, the two clashed against each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
It was just two people, no one noticed when the ancient sword shattered. Sitting cross-legged, the old man who had been dead for many years, his stiff fingers seemed to move.