After practicing for three days in the Ziyuan Secret Realm, Lin Yun finally decided to set off after making all preparations.

"When can this thief cat break through?"

Lin Yun looked at the little thieving cat under the sacred sycamore tree, shrouded in dark light, and asked Xiao Bingfeng.

The little thieving cat has the bloodline of an ancient dragon ape. Once his cultivation reaches the holy realm, his bloodline strength will further mutate.

By then, its strength will reach an extremely exaggerated level, and coupled with the ancient Dragon Ape Art that it has practiced, it will undergo a qualitative change.

Once he becomes a saint, he will be a great support and help to Lin Yun.

"Maybe ten days, maybe a month."

Xiao Bingfeng pinched her chin and said, "I am not sure about this kind of thing."

Thanks to Lin Yun's resources, especially the sacred dragon liquid given by the Great Sage Qianyu, the little thieving cat's cultivation level improved very quickly.

But Xiao Bingfeng was not sure when the breakthrough would occur.

"What's your current strength? I have as much divine dragon holy liquid as you." Lin Yun was curious.

Xiao Bingfeng said angrily: "Don't ask about my cultivation level. Just say, if the Holy Lord doesn't come out, I will be invincible!"

Lin Yun rolled his eyes, naturally not wanting to believe her.

She now has two and a half supreme divine patterns, plus her own attainments in spiritual patterns, as well as some musical skills.

The strength is not weak, but when it comes to how strong it is... to be honest, Little Thief Cat is more reliable.

"You control the Ziyuan Secret Realm, and I'll go into retreat. Wake me up when you get there."

Lin Yun walked straight towards a place in the secret realm, and finally stopped in front of a silver coffin.

This is the eternal holy coffin found in the secret realm of Qinglongce. It is the most precious treasure of the demon spirit clan.

The demon spirits can stay alive by lying in it, or they can use it to practice even if they don't.

Lin Yun tried it several times and found that even if he was not from the Demon Spirit Clan, practicing there could get twice the result with half the effort.

The most important thing is that the little ice phoenix in the eternal holy coffin has been transformed and can now practice perfectly.

rock!

When the coffin was opened, a burst of golden light immediately burst out, and crystal clear liquid flowed inside.

It was the massive amount of True Dragon Holy Liquid that Lin Yun had obtained before. This was a ninth-grade True Dragon Holy Liquid without any impurities, and was completely refined with the blood of the True Dragon.

"Hurry up and try it. The little thieving cat has been practicing in there before. It's absolutely wonderful!" Xiao Bingfeng stepped forward and said with a smile.

Lin Yun hesitated a little, then prepared to step into it.

He took out the bottle containing the Divine Dragon Holy Liquid, dropped a few drops of the Divine Dragon Holy Liquid into it, and blended it into the True Dragon Holy Liquid.

He is not a bloodline monster like the little thieving cat. Refining the holy dragon liquid is more troublesome, and the holy dragon liquid is relatively rare, so there is no need to waste it too much.

"How stingy."

Little Bingfeng grabbed it and threw it hard.

Lin Yun hurriedly grabbed it, and in just such a delay, hundreds of kilograms of divine dragon holy liquid had been poured in.

Lin Yun suddenly felt extremely distressed. The total amount of Shenlong Holy Liquid was only one thousand kilograms, and a lot was given out, so he just took the rest himself.

After Lin Yun lay down, Xiao Bingfeng carried the sword box on her back and left Tiandao Sect quietly.

After all, Lin Yun's goal was too big and he might be targeted by someone. It would be safer to leave with Xiao Bingfeng taking the Purple Kite Sword Box.

I don't know how much time passed, but Lin Yun felt a shaking, and opened his eyes just in time to see the face of Xiao Bingfeng.

"Hehe, you can practice while lying down. It feels really wonderful." Xiao Bingfeng's eyes were bright and she teased with a smile.

Lin Yun didn't care about her. After coming out of the Eternal Sacred Coffin, he quickly checked the harvest.

boom!

With a slight thought in his mind, he instantly felt the power of the Canglong surging within his body. This was the purest power of the Canglong divine body.

Boom!

As the energy and blood surged, it seemed as if a divine dragon was roaring inside the body, and the invisible dragon power surged out, making it look extremely frightening.

Lin Yun was delighted to find that his dragon tendons had transformed by at least 70%, and there were faint lines forming on the bones emerging from his heart.

These patterns were very similar to the Canglong Divine Patterns he had seen before, but they were only prototypes at the moment.

"It won't be long before you have condensed the acquired divine patterns, and then you will be able to get started with this Canglong divine body."

Little Bingfeng seemed to know everything, and she could tell at a glance that Lin Yun's spiritual body was so successful that it was no longer what it used to be.

"I slept for a few days."

After covering the coffin board, Lin Yun asked.

"Seven days."

Lin Yun got the answer and pondered to himself.

He estimated that with his current strength, there would definitely be no pressure to fight against a first-order saint.

Even if you encounter a second-level Saint Lord like Heng Ying, you can defeat him openly even without using the Supreme Saint Artifact.

If others knew this, they would definitely laugh at Lin Yun for not knowing what he could do. How could a semi-saint have the confidence?

"Let's go out and take a look."

Lin Yun walked out of the Ziyuan sword box.

He came to the edge of the Burial Mountains, where many strong men gathered secretly, and in the distance there was a terrifying aura surging from the Burial Mountains.

A very eye-catching space gap appeared between the mountains and rivers, and the world was completely different.

"It's completely different."

Lin Yun frowned secretly. He had been to this place once, and now that he was here again, earth-shaking changes had taken place.

All the forests outside the mountains were destroyed, and there were ruins everywhere. A strange blood mist filled the ruins.

"Such big changes have taken place outside, I wonder what changes will happen inside..."

Lin Yun thought to himself.

Xiao Bingfeng also seemed very cautious around Lin Yun. She stared at the location of the Buried Mountain Range with a very nervous look on her face.

That cracked gap is like an ancient evil that can devour everyone who enters.

"Lin Yun, I feel the aura of God... very weak... but it really exists." Xiao Bingfeng said anxiously.

Lin Yun didn't respond to her, closed his eyes and spread out his half-step divine light sword intent.

call!

The invisible sword intent spread out secretly, and soon spread to a radius of thousands of miles.

His sword intent blends into the blood mist, and as long as he doesn't reveal his killing intent, even a strong man in the Holy Realm will never be able to detect it easily.

Lin Yun was shocked when everything came to his mind.

Many people came!

In addition to Tiandao Sect, people from Ming Sect, Wanlei Sect, Tianyan Sect, Shinto Pavilion and Shenhuang Mountain all came to the six major holy lands of the Eastern Wasteland.

He even saw Ji Zixi, the little princess of Shenhuang Mountain, she was still so dazzling, with a divine aura circulating around her.

The bloodline of the Divine Phoenix is ​​further awakened, making this little princess become more noble.

In addition, there are many saints, super sects, and even some ancient forces that seem to come from the Shenlong Empire.

"Where's Su Ziyao?"

There was doubt in Lin Yun's eyes. He didn't see Su Ziyao. He didn't know whether he hadn't arrived or had already gone in.

"You guy, why are you ignoring me?" Xiao Bingfeng said angrily.

Lin Yundao: "What did you say?"

"Humph, you scumbag." Xiao Bingfeng rolled her eyes and said angrily.

Just when Lin Yun was about to answer the call, a group of people rushed towards the bloody crack in the middle of the Burial Mountain Range.

The leader's body was filled with terrifying holy light. He was a powerful man in the holy realm, and his aura was even scarier than that of Holy Lord Heng Ying.

"A group of holy places are afraid of their hands and feet. They don't dare to do this or that. I can't bear it."

The old man in black shouted angrily, seemingly quite resentful.

He was very old and deliberately spoke loudly, and his voice was blessed by the Holy Yuan and echoed around the Burial Mountains.

This old man is named Changqing Shengjun. He is a ninth-level heavenly saint. He is an invincible existence under the saint.

He is very old, at least a thousand years old, and he is the supreme elder of a sect.

"This old man who was buried in the mountains has made his way, and no one can stop him!"

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To be continued...