"Where the dead are buried?"

Lin Yun's eyes showed a puzzled look, obviously he hadn't heard of it, and he looked puzzled.

"Yes, a place of death. That place was shrouded in demonic fog all year round, and all the ancient demon beasts were demonized. It is very dangerous, but it can be said that it ...... Inside is the preaching place of this sect, and it has all kinds of incredible benefits, which is very mysterious. ”

Ming Ye's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice: "The place of preaching, if you are the most elite disciple of this ancient sect, you are qualified to enter the place, understand." ”

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

Looking at the ruins of the sect, you can see what status this ancient sect had in the golden era of the past!

The most elite disciples under his sect are qualified to realize the inheritance place, how tempting it is, needless to say.

"Almost all of the top innate powerhouses who come to this Qingyang Realm will go to this place of death and burial, even if it is our three major overlord-level sects, they can't bargain for anything in it. But this time, with the treasure in your hand, you can barely fight. ”

Ming Ye laughed softly, even with the treasure weapon in Lin Yun's hand, he didn't seem very confident.

Barely fighting?

Lin Yun was slightly stunned, this young master of Ming Ye's overlord-level sect did not look arrogant at all.

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

If Lin Yun didn't have a treasure weapon in his hand, in the face of such a strong person, he could only turn around and run.

Even if Lei Yan's battle body is complete, it is very uncomfortable to be slapped by the other party.

The gray-clothed old man beside Ming Ye was an unfathomable half-step hallway powerhouse!

If even he Mingye can only barely fight, then the others are afraid that they can't even fight.

Perhaps, Ming Ye's real target has always been Bai Lixuan's gang.

He had seen it before, and the people in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion were all terrifyingly strong.

The sword momentum on his body can even break through the clouds.

That Bai Lixuan only had the innate seven apertures of cultivation, but the feeling he could give him was more terrifying than that of the Jin Yan Sect and the half-step entrance elders of the Blood Cloud Sect.

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

If you describe it in four words, it must be unfathomable.

Si Xueyi, who is the same name as him, is afraid that he will go about the same.

This is still a master on the surface, a powerful loose cultivation hidden in the secret, not to mention much.

After a while, Ming Ye gathered the disciples of Mingguang Pavilion, and all the cultivators of the Five Apertures were persuaded to retreat.

There are only four or five sect elites left, the innate six and seven knots.

"Let's go. ”

Half a day later, in the vast ruins of the sect, a mysterious forbidden place shrouded in demonic fog appeared in the eyes of everyone.

This place is very remote, and if Lin Yun comes to find it by himself, it will definitely be difficult to find.

A faint black mist, whistling with gusts of wind.

It's like a magic sound, disturbing and uncomfortable.

"Is this the Demonic Mist?"

"It's scary......"

"It feels like it's going to hell, and the yin energy is so heavy. ”

In the ruins of the sect, the innate powerhouse of the Mingguang Pavilion saw the magic mist for the first time, and his face was quite solemn.

There were also many scattered cultivators in the Quartet, and they were also silent on the edge of this place of death and burial.

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

Under the demonic aura, there were many ancient remains on the ground, looming, all of them were disciples of the ancient sect who died in battle.

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

Ming Ye frowned slightly and said, "The demonic fog has faded a lot, it seems that we have been behind for a long time." Be careful, everyone, and follow me. ”

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

The demonic qi was pervasive, like a yin wind eroding the body, and everyone had to separate the spirit yuan to resist these demonic qi.

Lin Yun's expression remained unchanged, this kind of demonic qi would not cause him any harm.

Earlier, he even used demonic qi to refine his body and achieve a perfect thunder flame battle body.

"That's ......"

I didn't go far when I saw a group of people, surrounded by a huge demon beast corpse, and I was surprised.

Everyone looked over and gasped.

This is a corpse of a demon beast with a thick scalp and the size of a small mountain, lying to the ground, lifeless.

There was only one scar on his body.

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

Black demon blood flowed down the wound like a stream.

"What a terrible swordsmanship!"

"With just one sword, the sword momentum contained in it, shattered all the vitality of this fierce beast. ”

"I heard that this sword was left by Bai Lixuan, and someone saw that this demon beast didn't shoot at him with long eyes, and he solved it with a backhand sword. ”

"I'm afraid this demon beast has the strength of the innate seven tricks before it is alive, right?"

Everyone was terrified, although they didn't really see Bai Lixuan make a move, but the corpse of the demon beast he left behind caused a great shock.

Buzzing!

Lin Yun's right ear moved slightly, and he heard the sound of a slight sword roar, stirring in the body of the fierce beast.

His face changed suddenly, and he whispered: "Young Master Ming, stand back, this fierce beast corpse is a little weird!"

Ming Ye's face was puzzled, the old man in gray didn't see the problem, why did Lin Yun see the problem.

However, he still has some trust in Lin Yun.

Immediately waved his hand, and everyone in Mingguang Pavilion retreated far away at the same time.

Boom!

As soon as a few people stood firmly, they heard a roar, and the corpse of the fallen demon beast in front of them. Suddenly, seven sword lights burst out and rose into the sky.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, the corpse of the demon beast, which was still a little bit of residual power just now, was instantly opened by capitalization.

The surging sword qi caught him off guard, injuring many warriors who were observing the corpse.

Almost without warning, these people who were injured by the sword qi were pierced through the chest at the lightest, and severed their hands and feet at the worst, and they were half useless on the spot.

In one fell swoop, more than a dozen people were injured.

"This is sword intent!"

"With a sword in your hand, you will leave such a sharp sword intent, and it will only dissipate until now......"

"How terrifying is this Bai Lixuan's strength?"

Seeing the torn corpses of the demon beasts, as well as the warriors who were injured by the aftermath of the sword qi, everyone was shocked.

Ming Ye sighed and said, "Lin Yun, thanks to you just now!"

The gray-clothed old man looked at him meaningfully and said: "Lin Gongzi's sword dao comprehension, I'm afraid it's not far from the sword intent, and I don't even notice the sword momentum in the body of the suitable demon beast." ”

Lin Yun's face was calm and he didn't say much.

He was only half a step of sword intent, and he was still too far away from reaching Bai Lixuan's level.

I really don't know how Ling Xiao Sword Pavilion cultivated such a perverted kendo demon.

Continuing to walk forward, the corpses of demon beasts seen along the road gradually increased.

There are already many people who have come here to open the way, and as a latecomer, there is a lot less trouble.

In this forbidden land, perhaps because of the demonic qi, there are many disciples of the Ancient Sect who died in battle, but they are not completely weathered.

The bones remained, half-buried in the dust beneath their feet, adding to the sorrow.

It's hard to imagine how tragic that distant war was back then, and even the disciples of the sect died so much.

"There's something strange about that place. ”

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

Along the way, Lin Yun's keen intuition allowed everyone to avoid a lot of trouble.

Everyone has long been convinced of him.

"Look at it. ”

Ming Ye immediately led everyone and walked over quickly.

Stepping on the ground and accumulating corpses, it didn't take long for the group to come to the broken wall.

I saw that there was a mural carved on the broken wall, and the scene in the painting was mysterious. There is a rhyme, just one glance, it makes people's hearts shake, this is a picture of enlightenment.

But a few cracks in the wall, interlaced with canine teeth, made people look solemn.

"It's a sword mark...... Damn, it's Bai Lixuan again!"

Ming Ye's face was slightly angry, clenched his fists, and said with some unhappiness.

The murals in front of me are extremely precious, and if they can be brought back, they will be very helpful to the martial arts perception of the disciples of Mingguang Pavilion.

But the existence of these sword marks made Ming Ye dispel his thoughts, as long as he touched them lightly.

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

The gray-clothed old man sighed: "The people who came first have almost all the treasures that can be moved. If you can't move it, you will destroy it directly. ”

There is not much to say about the truth during this period.

If you are strong enough to not be afraid of the demon beasts in the demonic energy, you can do the same.

"Perhaps, I can try. ”

At this moment, Lin Yun, who was silent, suddenly spoke.

"Brother Lin, really?"

Ming Ye's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope was ignited, this mural was not of much help to him personally.

But for Mingguang Pavilion, it is simply a treasure, and it is too needed.

"I'll try. ”

Everyone retreated, Lin Yun stepped forward, and the sword momentum on his body burst out.

The momentum changed suddenly, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the vast sword momentum shrouded the entire mural.

Just when everyone was in doubt, the powerful sword momentum was fiercely retracted.

The sword momentum of the whole body condensed the half-step sword intent, and all the sword intent hidden in the mural was drawn out.

Suddenly, seven rays of sword light swept out of the mural like lightning.

"Brother Lin, be careful!"

Seeing the sharp sword light, Ming Ye lost his voice.

Lin Yun put his fingers together, using his fingers as a sword, relying on his own half-step sword intent, blocking six swords in a row.

When he got the seventh sword, he was shocked back several steps, the qi and blood in his body surged, and his complexion changed constantly.

Rock!

The complete mural was suddenly shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground.

"Put it away. ”

Ming Ye's face was overjoyed, and he succeeded, and the mural was not shaken into powder by sword qi.

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

Immediately, the people of Mingguang Pavilion stepped forward and carefully collected the murals.

"Brother Lin is fine. ”

Ming Ye walked over and said gratefully.

Lin Yun withdrew his hand and smiled: "It's okay, after all, it's just his residual sword intent, and if you are prepared, you can't worry about it." ”

Ming Ye and the old man in gray did not dare to agree.

If it weren't for the kendo perception, it would have reached a certain level, even if the strength was enough. If you can block these few wisps of sword light, you will definitely not be able to keep the mural.

The two of them obviously think a lot more highly of Lin Yun.

Even if he didn't have a treasure weapon in his hand, Lin Yun's strength was probably strong.

The place of the dead, full of bones, and many dilapidated buildings, have many enlightened murals and similar treasures.

It is worthy of being a place of preaching, and some of the inconspicuous buildings of that year have become treasures in the eyes of those who come after.

Several people, in this place of death and burial, kept advancing.

After a long time, a vast square appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The gray sand and stone paved ground are immersed in the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes, giving people a thick 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.

There are tens of thousands of steps alone......

"Altar to Heaven!"

The old man beside Ming Ye changed his expression and exclaimed.