The moss is dark green, I don't know if it has been stepped on for a long time, or it has grown old, thick like a cotton blanket, after the feet fall, it is very comfortable, and there is no slippery feeling.

climbed several moss steps in a row, turned around and looked back at the clouds, only to see a few thick footprints showing very obvious traces, Yang Lin couldn't help but look at his face, such obvious footprints, I don't know if this holy king has returned to this holy king hall at this time, if not, it would be better. If he comes back, I am afraid that with the power of the Holy King's divine thoughts, such an obvious change will definitely be noticed, and things seem to be a little wrong.

Lightly lifting a mouthful of mana, Yang Lin's toes connected the dots, his body had been quickly lifted, and he had climbed to more than forty steps in a few steps, and when his strength accelerated, suddenly there was a feeling of emptiness under his feet, and his toes seemed to have stepped on a slanting ice surface, and in an instant, his body was unstable, and he had rushed forward.

If he fell to the ground, embarrassment was one thing, but it was a little troublesome to reveal his whereabouts, Yang Lin hurriedly picked up his mana, and gently pushed his hands down, intending to land gently.

There are many cultivators of all races who come to the ladder to ask the Holy King for help, and most of them are cultivators who return to the virtual realm, in order to save effort, they mostly choose the moss steps on the left, every time someone or beast falls from the steps, the embarrassing ladder has long been notorious, and the truth is naturally not because of insufficient cultivation, or lack of care, but there are some secret tricks hidden on this moss.

Yang Lin, who thought that he could avoid jumping on the moss, only felt that the light force in his hand seemed to hit the empty place, and there was no point of strength, and the divine mind was actually limited to the moss steps, and he couldn't contact the clone left in the backyard of the guest hall at all.

The fingertips pressed into the air, and there was a very strange pressure in mid-air, and before Yang Lin could mobilize his mana to transmit his figure, the person had been heavily pressed on the moss steps, pressing down countless blue ashes.

The blue ash entered his throat, Yang Lin squinted, scolded secretly in his heart, and when he pushed it with his hand, he felt that his hand was firmly pressed on the ground, and between the taps, the person had stood up.

The mountain breeze gently blew across his face, Yang Lin looked up at the Holy King's Palace, but there was no movement, his heart relaxed a little, his right leg was raised lightly, and when he was about to climb the steps again, he suddenly heard an old and loud voice from the bottom of the steps.

"Just now, I saw that there were no beasts in the guest hall, and there were no beast corpses, and I was wondering where the two beasts died, but at this time, I saw that you understood, how could a person as deceitful as you die on the top of the Qingyun Cave!"

"I just want to see what is hidden in the Holy King's Palace, so I don't think I'm a thief. Yang Lin suddenly laughed loudly, and his body jumped down the stairs in a flash, but he was in mid-air, and the invisible pressure suddenly came out, and Yang Lin was pressed down heavily at the moment.

The blue ash hit his face, Yang Lin couldn't help frowning and smiling bitterly, although he scolded the holy king in his heart, but he could only admit it, got up again, and threw down the blue ash on his body, Yang Lin walked down slowly this time, but his hands inadvertently slapped open the two spirit beast bags on his waist.

This time, although his feet were soft, Yang Lin was not in the mood to feel the comfort of the soft blanket, and his eyes looked around very casually, fortunately, he didn't see Qi Jun, Mei Su and other old monsters appear, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't you think you can hide in front of me, or disappear in an instant?" the Saint King looked at Yang Lin with a mocking look behind his hands and in his eyes.

"That's not necessarily, it's just that if the heavenly thunder falls on the Holy King's Palace, I don't know what these Qingyun tribesmen will think, and an existence that attracts the wrath of the heavens will no longer be respected. Feeling that the space around him was not imprisoned, and the Holy King did not have a killing intention, as if he wanted to chat, Yang Lin smiled very casually.

Qi Tai, the holy king who likes to be admired by people, determines the existence of life and death in the Southern Wilderness, and at this time, he is cultivated by a person in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and the undisguised threat is really difficult to suppress the anger in his heart.

Even if I wanted to talk to Yang Lin casually, I would learn something from the side, such as what was going on with the two fierce beasts in the merger period, and how to escape from the top of the Qingyun Cave, but now that I look at it, there is no need to do it, because Yang Lin's face is always chuckling, and I can't see any flaws at all, giving me a feeling that no one can do it.

The thunder behind the mountain has long been extinguished, and although the dark clouds have risen a lot, they still give people a feeling of depression, even if they are in the temple of the Holy King of the front mountain, they can still feel it deeply.

"You must know that your appearance will destroy the two miracles of my Qingyun Mountain, and I will wipe you out when you go up the mountain!" "As the sun set early and the sky gradually sank, the Holy King looked up at the sky and said with a long sigh, his tone was full of emotion, and there was a faint murderous aura.

"The wordless heavenly monument is the will of heaven, not my intention, but Qingyun Cave, it is your Qingyun tribe that harms people first, if it is not for my chance to have an old relationship with the fairy root, I am afraid that at this time it has turned into a skin and is buried in the mountains. At this point, Yang Lin didn't think there was any room for relaxation, and he was no longer polite when he spoke.

"If you are willing to stay in Qingyun Mountain as a guest and guard my Qingyun tribe now, I can still let you live!" Although there is a hidden intention to stay, but in the words, the sonorous meaning is extremely strong, and the invisible killing machine is suddenly all over the field.

I saw that the Saint King raised his right hand slightly, and when his fingertips swayed slightly, a cyan air mass had already formed, and the more condensed it became, the more solid it became, as if Yang Lin would wave his qi to kill if he was unwilling.

"Do you want to verify whether the calculated hexagram is true?" Without the slightest fear, Yang Lin didn't seem to see the cyclone that could easily wipe him out a hundred times, and chuckled to himself.

"If this is the case with Heaven's will, although you and I are people who cultivate the truth, we are still people in this mortal world, and we can't go against the sky. The Saint King said a little impatiently, but the cyan energy was becoming more and more condensed.

Laughing silently, Yang Lin's figure gradually became completely devoid of aura, and when the mountain wind was light, it seemed that it was just blowing a shadow, and as the two cold lights flashed in the eyes of the Holy King, two holes appeared in the chest of the white figure in an instant, and gradually dissipated in the void.

"If you talk about escaping, Yang Lin, your methods are better than ordinary people, but they can't escape my palm!" The Saint King's face sneered, and his right hand was lightly clenched, the air mass that had been condensed to the extreme, and could burst at any time was a soft sound, and it turned into the wind, and it didn't look powerful at all.

Slowly closing his eyes, the Holy King looked at the air with a calm expression, his nose moved lightly, as if sensing something, and when he opened his eyes again after a while, his figure flashed, and he had lost his figure in place. The guest hall that had been besieged, although no one was denouncing anything at this time, the ten Qingyun guards had gloomy faces, and seemed to be nervously guarding the front and left and right.

A breeze blew, and on the bluestone steps in front of the hall, the Holy King appeared out of thin air, and without waiting for those Qingyun guards to come back to their senses, they had already strode forward, attracting the Qingyun guards on the side, who were surprised and bowed one after another.

He had clearly felt that Yang Lin was in the flower courtyard of this apse, but the Holy King appeared in front of the hall on a whim, as if he wanted to feel the feeling of being high again.

Without the Saint King's greeting, the ten Qingyun guards had followed the Saint King in a neat and orderly manner, and walked to the backyard of the hall, the fragrance of flowers was fragrant, but the group was in no mood to pay attention.

Except for the Holy King who spread out with his divine thoughts, looking for the familiar aura that had just disappeared, in fact, the guards were scattered left and right, and only the divine thoughts probed the near places in his eyes.

"Huh!" It seemed that he hadn't found the source of that aura, the Holy King couldn't help but sigh in surprise, the aura fluctuations around him were not strong, except for the ten Qingyun guards, there were no unusual fluctuations, could it be that they were hiding underground.

Looking down at the earth-colored ground around him, a sneer suddenly appeared on the Saint King's face, and he stretched out his right index finger, and with a touch of blue light on his fingertips, a strong wind had penetrated his body, and the air broke through everywhere, and the ground had been broken in front of the Saint King, and a deep mud hole was made.

On the ground, although the Qingyun guards didn't understand why the Holy King suddenly punched a hole in the ground, they didn't dare to ask, just waited, but under the ground, there was a different scene, at this time, Yang Lin was clenching his chest, a bright red essence blood had soaked out from the white clothes on his chest, and his face was painful, but there was a hint of surprise.

A finger of strong wind was ready to shoot at the top of Yang Lin's head, if it weren't for Yang Lin's sudden feeling in his heart, he turned sideways and let go of the top of his head, but he was shot through his chest by the strong wind, I was afraid that the blow just now had been killed by the Saint King Yaozhi.

How did he find this place so quickly, Yang Lin couldn't help but wonder, could it be that there was any flaw left on his body, Hei Yi and the others in front of him had already dug a cave, Yang Lin rushed forward and hurriedly rushed forward.

Before, it was because it was very rare for someone to go deep into the depths of the ground, but it was discovered immediately, and it was obvious that it was killed by a finger of strong wind in the depths of the ground, and Yang Lin didn't think that he could escape the detection of the Holy King's Divine Thoughts.

Deep underground around the guest hall, the mud holes have already extended in all directions, and it is really laborious for people to walk, and before they have walked more than ten steps, there is a mass of strength above their heads, although Yang Lin has been alert, but he was still blown by the strong wind on his right arm, leaving a blood mark.

Being underground, it is really depressing to always be beaten, but at this time, if you rush out of the ground to fight with the Holy King, I am afraid that before the Holy King is killed, you will be surrounded by the strong men of the Qingyun Tribe.

This time the doppelganger was discovered, and if you think about it at the top of the Qingyun Cave, it is no longer possible to escape with the power of heavenly thunder, and after the bloody battle, the result is really unpredictable.

Unable to do anything, Yang Lin hurriedly punched out a jade talisman, waved the silver armor lightly with his fingertips, took out a copy of the dirt that existed in it, condensed it into a nest, and took a pill refined from the essence blood of the black jade snake, coiled it into a ball, and shrank in the dirt nest.