On the blood dragon horse, Lin Yun, whose face was hidden in the shadows, frowned slightly.

Pull the reins, ready to retreat at any moment.

The large group of people on the other side are all elites, and many of them are strong people with six or even seven innate knots, and maybe there are strong people in the Xuanwu Realm hidden among them.

"Stand down first. ”

The leader suddenly stretched out his hand and asked the rear brigade to pull back.

"Young master?"

"It's okay, I'll talk to this friend, you guys stand back for a moment. ”

Da-da-da-da!

Under the orders of the young man in yellow, the elite men and horses of Mingguang Pavilion began to retreat one after another.

"In the Lower Mingguang Pavilion, young master Ming Ye, friend, I feel that you seem to be a little familiar, can you take off your hood and see it." ”

The young man rode on the high-headed horse, looked at Lin Yun, and smiled slightly.

There is no murderous aura on his body, but he is quite kind.

Lin Yun could sense that the deep aura contained in the other party's body was not much worse than the plum painting.

"I'm sorry, I think you should have recognized the wrong person?"

Lin Yun lowered his voice and replied lightly, not wanting to have too much entanglement with the other party.

"Yes, you reacted like this, I am more and more sure of my guess, you are Lin Yun!"

Ming Ye, the young master of Mingguang, suddenly opened his mouth and called out Lin Yun's identity.

This guy ......

Aren't you hiding yourself well enough?

Lin Yun was a little puzzled, it stands to reason that his current dress was no different from that of an ordinary adventurer. The sword box on his back was also hidden under the wide cloak, making it difficult to detect.

"Looks like I guessed right. ”

A sly gaze flashed in Ming Ye's eyes, and seeing that Lin Yun was silent, he laughed softly.

"You don't have to deny it, although the Blood Cloud Gate said before that you were in the Heavenly Fire Peak, snatching the heart of the eight-rank lava and dying. But not long ago, I got the news that you snatched the dragon cloud fruit painted by Mei Zi in the Tianyu Mountain Range, and left calmly......"

Ming Ye raised his eyebrows and laughed softly: "Hehe, Mei Zihua has a cold temperament, and he feels embarrassed and wants to hide the news." But in this world, how can there be an impermeable wall, and now the news that you are still alive has spread all over Qingyang County. ”

"What do you want to do?"

Lin Yun was no longer silent, and asked directly.

Seeing that the other party acquiesced, Ming Ye laughed and said, "Hahaha, it's really you, my intuition is really accurate." But don't worry, I'm not hostile to you, on the contrary, we can work together. You should know about the affairs of the Ten Thousand Families in Ziyan City, I am not the one of the Mingguang Pavilion, and the Ten Thousand Families have been destroyed now!"

Lin Yun was a little speechless in his heart, and after a long time, the other party actually guessed intuitively.

But as for cooperation, "not interested. ”

"Are you sure?, you have offended both the Blood Cloud Sect and the Golden Yan Sect, and if you cooperate with my Mingguang Pavilion, you will be able to protect you from worrying in the ancient ruins. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm still used to being alone, if I have the opportunity, I can take care of each other in the Qingyang Realm, and I will leave. ”

Lin Yun saw that someone was coming from the rear again, so he didn't delay, and pulled the reins.

The Blood Dragon Horse turned into a wind, rolled up dust all over the ground, and disappeared at the end of the road in a moment.

"It's so fast. ”

Ming Ye smacked his tongue slightly, but he looked quite surprised.

"Young Master, how did you determine his identity?"

The Mingguang Pavilion team approached, and an old man with profound cultivation asked Ming Ye curiously.

Ming Ye said lightly: "The fire attribute aura on his body is very condensed, and it even makes people feel a little frightened...... Thinking of that eight-grade lava heart, I tried it a little, but I didn't expect it to be him. ”

"This person seems to have diǎn and does not know how to lift, whether to send someone to follow him. ”

Ming Ye smiled faintly: "Don't know how to lift, not to mention, he just doesn't trust the big sect." But when I feel the pressure of the two major sects, I will make a choice, by the way, I heard that the blood slaughter of the Blood Cloud Sect is out of the customs?"

At the mention of the blood massacre, the old man's face also changed slightly, and he muttered: "Well, for the sake of this ancient ruin, I went out of the customs in advance." ”

"Hehe, I don't know what kind of realm his blood cloud hand has reached now, but I'm really curious!"

Ming Ye's eyes flashed with light, obviously looking forward to the ancient ruins of the Qingyang Realm, and for the upcoming grand event.

......

The ancient ruins of Qingyang Realm are old and difficult to trace.

Before the establishment of the Great Qin Empire, the ruins already existed, and it has not yet been studied which era it was in.

I only know that that era, compared to the present, is a completely mythical and legendary dream era.

Ordinary people couldn't imagine how powerful the ancient sects in the small world of Qingyang were in that era.

It is said that it was a golden age, a magnificent era of geniuses, gods everywhere, demons rampant, and thousands of races.

But in the end, for some reason, this magnificent and vast golden era was suddenly destroyed, as if it disappeared overnight.

What was left behind was ruins and broken tiles everywhere, and there were ruins such as the Qingyang Realm.

Today's era of warriors is gradually developing on that ruin.

The years have passed, and now, no one can shake the seal of the Qingyang Realm.

Even the first emperor of the Great Qin Empire couldn't crack it, otherwise this relic would have become a private confinement long ago.

Qingyang County is famous in the vast territory of the Great Qin Empire.

In addition to his chaos and insanity, he still owes it to this small remnant of the world.

Every time the Qingyang Realm seal is opened, here, there will be a magnificent event, and the strong people from all over the world will come here to gather.

Qingyang Realm is located in a valley, the only entrance to the valley, and there are two statues thousands of feet high.

Ancient statues, guarding the ancient ruins, sealed and unsealed, no one can break in.

When Lin Yun, driving the blood dragon horse, just felt that the valley was on the wasteland. At a glance, the vast wasteland is densely packed with an endless stream of figures.

I couldn't see the shadow of the valley at all, it was all black and oppressive.

Instead, I crossed the crowd and looked far into the distance, and saw two ancient statues, standing like mountain peaks.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the statue was filled with the vicissitudes and pathos left by the years. The ancient breath diffused between heaven and earth, making the sky and clouds on that side of the sky freeze in the long river of time.

Shock!

Under the hood, Lin Yun's face was full of shock, and this feeling made him very depressed.

Those two statues are simple and unpretentious, but they can stand in the sky and the earth. At a glance, it feels heavy as a mountain, and the depressed person is a little overwhelmed.

Under this vast and majestic domineering, people feel that they are incomparably small.

After only looking at it for a moment, Lin Yun hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look more.

"These two statues look like guardians of ancient ruins, so it's no wonder that few people dare to make a bad idea. ”

Lin Yun thought for a moment and understood something.

The Qingyang Realm only allows the first martial artists to enter, and the strong people of other realms dare to break through it is a dead end.

But for thousands of years, I don't know how many people want to fight the idea of this Qingyang realm.

But in the end, all of them failed.

"Such a powerful sect, how many years have passed, and future generations still have no solution, but how did it be destroyed back then?"

Shaking his head, Lin Yun felt that this topic was a little too heavy and didn't think about it.

When the Blood Dragon Horse stepped on this wasteland, he was obviously much more honest and did not dare to act rashly.

Walking along the way, I saw many disciples of the Blood Cloud Sect, who seemed to be searching for something in the crowd.

Looking for me again?

Also, the Blood Cloud Gate must have guessed that as long as I don't die, I will definitely come to this Qingyang Realm.

But at the moment, there are seventy or eighty thousand people in this black oppressive crowd, and there are some powerful and strange existences among them.

The Blood Cloud Gate is domineering on weekdays, but it doesn't dare to do too much at the moment.

Trying to find him is basically looking for a needle in a haystack, and there is no possibility.

The wasteland, near the valley, has long been occupied by major forces. As long as the seal is opened, these positions can enter the Qingyang Realm at the first time.

Lin Yun, who had already come to the depths of the crowd, could already see the entrance of the valley, and in these best positions, he saw the existence of plum paintings.

As the overlord of the Qingyang Realm, Jin Yanzong is naturally qualified to occupy a place here.

Meizi's picture is indifferent, and there is some anger between her eyebrows, she looks very unhappy, and she has an expression that no one wants to enter.

I don't know who leaked the fact that Lin Yun robbed him of his Long Yun Fruit.

Jean, who pays great attention to his face, is extremely depressed.

"That's?"

Lin Yun swept his gaze and saw a person in the place occupied by the Blood Cloud Gate, frowning slightly.

The man's face was lean, and his aura was vicious and violent, which made people feel extremely terrible at a glance.

Compared with the plum painting, it seems to be more fearful.

"It doesn't seem that the Blood Cloud Gate is a fuel-efficient lamp...... There is still such a young and terrifying master. ”

The hood was pulled, and Lin Yun hid his face deeper.

It won't be long before the Qingyang Realm Seal will be opened, and it will be as low-key as it can be.

Half-loud, aimless Lin Yun suddenly saw a familiar figure.

With a raised brow, Lin Yun immediately looked up, not sure if he was dazzled.

It was a girl in red, with exquisite appearance, bright eyes and teeth, skin like jade, her body was full of elf-like temperament, and her eyes were as lovely as a crescent moon.

Lin Yun's heart moved, it was really her!

When he couldn't sacrifice his martial soul and was at a loss, he was in the red leaf forest on the bank of the river, blowing a hole flute to help him master the half-step sword intent.

The girl in red seemed to notice Lin Yun's gaze, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he winked playfully, the crescent moon was bent, and his eyebrows were picturesque.

But when Lin Yun took a closer look, he disappeared again.

"Let's go. ”

Unable to care less, Lin Yun hurriedly led the horse and looked for it in the crowd.

But the crowds are surging, and it is too difficult to find someone.

In a hurry, Lin Yun took off his hood and looked around.

Shout!

A cold gaze suddenly fell on Lin Yun, making him feel a chill all over his body for no reason.

Looking up, I just saw that the thin-faced man from the Blood Cloud Gate was looking at him with a sneer.

Worst......

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, exposed.