"Isn't that Ling clan already extinct! ”

"No...... Possibly!"

"If the Zhao clan knows, our Xuanyuan clan will be in big trouble. ”

In the face of the gossip, Ling Yun never said a word, and the expression on his face was still very flat. As if the person they were talking about was not themselves.

"Hurry!"

The Xuanyuan people suddenly launched a sneak attack on Ling Yun.

"King Kong Circle!"

Taishang Laojun brushed the dust, and he sacrificed a vajra circle to seal the impulsive Xuanyuan clan's flying sword.

The Xuanyuan clansman who suddenly launched a sneak attack, he sacrificed a flying sword again with his backhand, and he didn't believe that he couldn't get close to Ling Yun's body with his own strength.

"Phew!"

This flying sword flew in front of Ling Yun's eyes with a "swish".

Just when everyone thought that Ling Yun would be injured, a strange scene appeared.

The tip of the flying sword was only a few minutes away from Ling Yun's eyes.

Xuanyuan Jie slapped the sneak attack of the clansmen, and in order to take care of the overall situation, he shouted angrily: "What are you doing?"

Although the Xuanyuan clan was subdued, he still resisted, "We cannot tolerate any threat to the existence of the Zhao clan. ”

"Kill him!"

Ling Yun's eyes flickered, and the flying sword suspended in front of him flew back and stabbed the Weapon Master.

"Poof!"

The flying sword pierced the body of the master over and over again.

"Are there any of Zhao's lackeys?"

Ling Yun killed someone lightly, and even yawned unhappily.

"Young master, I don't need you to make a move, it's enough for me to crush these scum. ”

In order to prove his strength, Xuelin looked at Xuanyuan Jie and the others with unfriendly eyes.

"Murdered!"

"It really kills. ”

The Xuanyuan people began to retreat, they didn't want to be killed by Ling Yun.

Xuanyuan Jie realized the seriousness of the matter, and he used the transmission note to inform the eldest brother who was cultivating in the forbidden land of the clan.

Xuanyuan Ya sacrificed a magic weapon.

Wine gourd.

Ling Yun glanced at the wine gourd casually, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It turned out to be a spiritual wine to enhance cultivation." ”

"Wine gourd, full of wine. ”

Xuanyuan Ya grabbed the wine gourd and poured it into her mouth in a big gulp to improve her cultivation.

In a short time, Xuanyuan Ya's cultivation had already broken through to the middle stage of the Condensation Realm.

Spirit wine can temporarily improve cultivation, and the sequelae can be negligible, which is one of the Xuanyuan clan's dependences.

"Carving insect skills!"

Taishang Laojun Daochen waved and came to a trick to scatter beans into soldiers.

Pacman rises from under the soil, resembling a humanoid form, with no eyes and no face.

Xuanyuan Jie took two steps back, he stomped his foot, the earth shattered, and a sword in the stone appeared.

Ling Yun jumped up, followed closely by Xuelin and Taishang Laojun.

Pacman lunged at Xuanyuan Jie, preventing him from drawing his sword in the stone.

The sword in the stone is a spiritual creature conceived by the mother earth, and its power is extraordinary, if anyone can control this sword in the stone, even the immortal weapon can't help it.

It is precisely because of this sword in the stone that the Xuanyuan clan can still stand in this fairyland with mountains and rivers.

Ling Yun was suspended in the sky, he looked down at the scene below, chanted a mantra, and a golden statue appeared behind him.

If you come, ten thousand Buddhas will come.

Eighteen Arhats......

The Dharma is all over the world.

Xuanyuan Jie clenched the sword in the stone in his hand, he raised his head to look at the Buddhas in the sky, his hands trembled slightly, and his eyes flashed with fear, as if facing a terrible enemy.

Xuanyuan Ya had always thought that Ling Yun was a complete waste! But in fact, Ling Yun turned out to be an unborn genius.

The golden light flashes all over the heavens.

"This is definitely not something that a Condensing Realm cultivator can do...... Could it be that he is a god in the realm of the gods?"

Xuanyuan Jie blocked this dazzling golden light, and his heart was already turbulent.

"Whoosh!"

A flying sword came from a distance.

This flying sword crumbled in front of the Buddhas.

Ling Yun looked in the direction where the flying sword was flying, and he asked, "Since you are already here, why don't you reveal your true body." ”

"Sure enough, it's a young talent, and he can see through my Xuanyuan step. ”

An old man appeared in front of Ling Yun, he looked like he was seventy or eighty years old.

When Xuelin saw this old man, he spoke, "Legend of Xuanyuan. ”

It turned out that this old man was the prophet of the Xuanyuan clan, the legend of Xuanyuan, the only one who lived the longest so far.

He has seen the glory of the Xuanyuan tribe, and he has also experienced the decline of the Xuanyuan tribe, and he is still alive.

"You're an orphan of the Blood Kirin Clan. ”

Legend Xuanyuan recognized his identity just by glancing at Xuelin.

Ginger is still old and spicy.

Xuanyuan Legend was suspended in front of Ling Yun, his divine sense stayed on Ling Yun's body to investigate, although Ling Yun had already hidden his cultivation, but he was still a little tired by Xuanyuan Legend, he coughed: "Sure enough, it is that person's bloodline, it is far beyond him." ”

Ling Yun showed the token that the Ling clan had been inheriting, and asked the heavens, "I am destined to revive the prestige of my Ling clan and reclaim the Southern Wasteland Realm. ”

When Xuanyuan Jie saw the token, he looked into it, his face became solemn, and he said, "Fa Shenmu!"

Xuanyuan Ya was beside Xuanyuan Jie and asked, "Second Uncle, what is this Dharma Divine Wood?"

Xuanyuan Jie explained with a solemn face: "The Law God Tree is a strange tree in ancient times, it has appeared since the birth of the gods, and it has always existed somewhere in ancient times. ”

After hearing this, Xuanyuan Ya asked, "Then Second Uncle, what is the purpose of this Dharma Divine Tree?"

Xuanyuan Jie said solemnly: "This magic divine wood is very powerful, it can seal the gods, and it is a rare treasure in ancient times." ”

Xuanyuan Ya remembered that the magic weapon was divided into mortal weapons, immortal weapons, artifacts, holy weapons, and finally the innate treasure, which was born in the innate wilderness.

"Use your blood to inspire this Dharma Divine Tree, and the moment to rewrite ancient history begins with you. ”

Legend Xuanyuan seemed to be able to peek into the heavens, although he couldn't see Ling Yun's destiny!

Ling Yun slashed his palm, and after the Fa Shen Mu absorbed Ling Yun's blood, it became no longer ordinary.

The treasure that has been in the Nether for thousands of years has finally resurfaced in antiquity.

"Roar!"

A roaring blood unicorn roared fiercely into the sky.

The roar cleared the clouds and saw the blue sky, and the sun and moon were within reach.

Mountains and rivers reverberate, and all beasts kneel down.

The real king responds to every call.

The tribes around the Xuanyuan tribe also saw this vision of heaven and earth.

Colorful light continued to bloom in the nine heavens.

The light traveled far, far away, as bright as the sun.

Everyone in the entire Ancient Realm saw this light.

All the tribes, the small realms, and the powerhouses of the big realm couldn't sit still.

The advent of the Dharma Divine Wood is destined to happen in ancient times.

Xuanyuan Legend handed over a broken map to Ling Yun and said, "You take the Fa Shenmu to the ancient city of Lingzhou to find the immortal treasure used by the Spirit Emperor back then, the Nine Dragons Killing Divine Sword. ”

"Ahh

Ling Yun had never heard of this place in his eighteen years here.

"There must be providence in the dark. ”

The legend of Xuanyuan disappeared as if relieved.