"Unexpectedly, this Yanjun tomb also alarmed the people of the Zhongzhou Feng family. ”

Feng Li's actions naturally attracted the attention of the three high-level officials, seeing that Feng Li was able to fly in the sky with only the strength of the manifestation period, and still had the strength to bring the scattered cultivators one by one into the entrance of Yan Jun's tomb, Zang Quan's eyes narrowed into a slit, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mrs. Miaoyin's eyes wandered, and she secretly said in her heart: "Meiyin Pavilion has a better relationship with the Feng family for generations, this kid has the talent of the Feng family, and his status is probably not low, it seems that he has to remind the disciples in the tomb to take care of it." ”

There are really a lot of loose cultivators who can get a hundred spirit stones, there are thousands of people present, there are more than 300 people looking for Feng Li to take them for a ride, Ling Yun saw that Feng Li was immersed in the fun of making money and was very busy, so he didn't plan to wait longer, after all, the opportunity waited for no one, and it was fleeting.

After greeting Feng Li, Ling Yun first launched the Light Body Technique, and then mobilized the True Yuan to surge, the Point Atractylodes suddenly exploded, and his body jumped high, with the blessing of the Light Body Technique, his half-hung Point Atractylodes was improved again, and his body suddenly rose in mid-air, instantly rushing towards the entrance of Yan Jun's tomb.

Ling Yun's actions immediately caused an exclamation, he was the second person who did not reach the spirit of the spirit in addition to Feng Li, but he could control the sky, and unlike Feng Li's bloodline talent, Ling Yun was really vacated with his own strength, no one expected that a loose cultivator in the middle stage of the manifestation would actually learn a little atractylody, and even the senior masters present couldn't help but look at Ling Yun a few more times.

However, Ling Yun didn't know that in the camp of the Ghost Control Sect, an old man with yellow hair and black face suddenly revealed a deep killing intent in his eyes after he appeared.

"After looking for a year, I finally found you, kill my beloved disciple, this revenge is not avenged, and it is in vain to become a true king. ”

When Ling Yun passed through the crack, his eyes lit up, and his vision suddenly opened up, and the next scene that came into his eyes was somewhat unexpected.

Originally, in Ling Yun's imagination, the interior of Yan Jun's tomb should be a dark corridor where you can't see your fingers, and a tomb where treasures are displayed, and there are all kinds of mechanisms.

Anyway, whether he believes it or not, the tomb robbery novels he saw in his previous life were basically described like this, but Ling Yun looked around, how could the so-called Yanjun Tomb in his eyes have what a cemetery should look like?

The solid land, the green grass, a few clouds floating in the clear blue sky, the purple-gold sun shining on Ling Yun's face, warm, and the waves crashing against the reef not far away, this is no different from the ordinary life of the world.

Ling Yun's face was full of surprise, and the people who came here for the first time were just like him, shocked by the scenery in front of them.

This is an island, the island is lush with vegetation, full of greenery, surrounded by water, the water surface is sparkling, and Lingyun is on the southernmost shore of the island.

"Hey, boy, don't be like a wood there, don't you know what you're supposed to do?"

Just when Ling Yun was stunned, a rude voice came from behind.

He turned around and looked suspiciously, and found that it was a disciple of Zixiao Palace who was speaking, the other party's head was raised, his nostrils were pointed at Ling Yun, and his face was full of rebelliousness.

"What should I do?" Ling Yun frowned, this person's attitude made him a little unhappy.

The disciple of the Zixiao Palace pointed to the depths of the island and scolded: "Go inside to explore the way, if you find something, you will naturally have a reward." ”

"Holy. ”

Hearing what the other party said, Ling Yun couldn't help but curse secretly, everyone is a newcomer, and it is not clear what danger there is on the island, this guy actually asked himself to go in to explore the way, isn't this treating himself as cannon fodder.

"What did you say?"

The disciple of Zixiao Palace heard Ling Yun burst into a foul mouth, and his eyes suddenly widened, you know, when ordinary cultivators saw the clothes of Zixiao Palace on his body, they didn't dare to let go of their fart, he obviously didn't expect Ling Yun to have such an attitude towards him.

"Nothing. Ling Yun turned around and simply ignored the joke.

"A mere lowly casual cultivator dares to challenge the dignity of the disciples and look for death. The disciple of Zixiao Palace was immediately furious, he roared, and casually took out a golden token and threw it towards Ling Yun.

Hearing the sound of breaking the sky behind him, Ling Yun's eyes froze, and he thought to himself that I don't care about you, but you have to make inches.

Under the anger, Ling Yun's fingers moved slightly, and the scabbard of Qiu Shui Ming's sword appeared, and the next moment, Ling Yun's body twisted, turned around and stabbed with a sword.

"Peng"

With a loud bang, the golden token was repelled by Ling Yun's blow and fell back into the hands of the Zixiao Palace disciple.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yun would be able to block his attack, and the disciple of Zixiao Palace was stunned for a moment: "You despicable thing still dare to resist?"

"The dignified way to Zixiao Palace, actually did this trick of sneak attack behind the scenes, and shot ruthlessly, treating life as a mustard. Ling Yun looked at the disciple of Zixiao Palace coldly, there was a burst of fire in his heart, what Feng Li said was really right, this disciple of Zixiao Palace was unruly, shouting and shouting at every turn, if it wasn't for my quick reaction, with the strength of that token to smash over, I would definitely have a flowering head.

"How is Zixiao Palace, it's not your turn to judge. The Zixiao Palace disciple snorted coldly, and once again pinched out the law in his hand.

This time Ling Yun looked carefully, the Zixiao Palace disciple instilled the true yuan into the golden token, and the next moment, the raging flames burned on the gold medal.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon, the door is the door, and it is really not comparable to the lower door, any disciple is equipped with a magic weapon. Seeing this scene, Ling Yun was a little speechless with emotion, you must know that he had seen that basically all the disciples of Zixiao Palace were wearing tokens of the same style on their waists before, could it be that everyone in this Zixiao Palace had magic weapons.

"Death. Without giving Ling Yun too much chance to think, the Zixiao Palace disciple grabbed the token tightly, ignoring the flames above, and threw it towards Ling Yun.

The token turned into a golden fireball in mid-air, and it flew straight into Ling Yun.

The moment the fireball appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of the people around it.

There are actually not many people on the shore of the island, the first batch of fourteen people who entered the tomb of Yan Jun seem to have already entered the depths of the island, and the disciples of the two sects of Zhengjian Gate and Demon Gate are also missing, and the scattered cultivators have been arrested to explore the way, only a small number of disciples of Zixiao Palace and Meiyin Pavilion stay here.

Seeing that his family was fighting with a loose cultivator, the disciples of Zixiao Palace didn't help, they didn't say anything, and they still coaxed and watched the excitement on the side, as for the woman in the Meiyin Pavilion, it didn't matter to herself, and she didn't bother to take care of it.

Seeing that the fireball was getting closer and closer to him, Ling Yun's face was not shocked, and he showed no nervousness.

Seeing Ling Yun standing still, the disciples of Zixiao Palace couldn't help but smile coldly, thinking that this turtle cultivator was most likely frightened, but when he saw the fireball hit Ling Yun, a change occurred.

Suddenly, a scabbard appeared out of thin air and landed across the neck of the disciple of Zixiao Palace, the sword light flashed around the scabbard, and Ling Yun himself appeared behind him as if teleporting, holding the end of the scabbard tightly with his right hand.

"What's going on?" The Zixiao Palace disciple didn't understand what was going on, he looked at the place where Ling Yun was standing before, and it was empty, and the token he punched out fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of sand and stones.

He was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat, and his body involuntarily froze in place.

No one could have imagined that the situation in the arena would change so quickly, the disciples of Zixiao Palace, who were still talking and laughing, quieted down, and even the female disciples of the Charm Pavilion who had no distractions couldn't help but focus their eyes on Ling Yun.