The young master of Mingzong died just like this, which would inevitably cause an uproar.

But Lin Yun was too lazy to care about it. The sword cultivator was like this, he wanted to avenge his enemies and was decisive in killing.

If a person kills me, I will kill someone.

There are too many things and people to consider in Yanlong Valley, so Lin Yun can only let go of the other party for the time being.

Now that everything is over, I happened to meet the other party on the way back, how could I not kill?

He is not a reckless person, he is a murderer, but he has already planned and judged it.

The peaks of the three major spiritual sea realms have been severely damaged. Even if there are supreme holy weapons, they may not be able to exert much power.

Even if these people are going to fight to the end, he is not afraid at all.

The Buddha Emperor's Golden Lotus Spear in his hand has always been hidden and he doesn't mind fighting with these people.

Ziying Shengjun was right, Lin Yun did come to the Valley of Falling Gods.

But he didn't jump down. Even if these people chased him, he wouldn't jump again.

Without the Ziquan sword box in his hand, Lin Yun jumped down with the word "death".

Under the gloomy sky, the cliff on the Snow Valley was howling wildly.

Lin Yun leaned towards the cliff step by step, flipped his left hand, and the purple jade divine bamboo flute appeared again.

"How did the Divine Power become more fierce?"

Lin Yun felt the pressure here and frowned slightly.

This shows that Su Ziyao has not yet surrendered the divine hand of Nirvana and has aroused the other party's resistance, so she has such fierce divine power.

Lin Yun was a little anxious and wanted to jump down and take a look.

But in the end he could hold it back. He put the purple jade divine bamboo flute on his lips. Soon, the sound of the Lang Lang flute passed through many barriers and fell to the bottom of the divine valley.

What he played was Feng Qiuhuang, which not only expressed lovesickness, but also told the other party that everything was fine, and that Xiao Bingfeng could recognize him immediately.

The sound of the flute was swaying, and finally arrived at the Fading God Valley, and followed the cold breeze to the majestic waterfall.

Hurry!

The sound of the flute soon came to the island of Falling God with the sound of the waterfall.

Falling into the God Island, under the ancient Fusang tree.

Su Ziyao closed her eyes cross-legged, while Xiao Bingfeng was lying on a tree branch, and the Ziquan sword box was placed aside at will.

call out!

Xiao Bingfeng suddenly opened her eyes when she heard the sound of the flute, and a look of excitement appeared on her face.

"Phoenix asks for the phoenix!"

Xiao Bingfeng turned over and stood up, laughing and said, "The scumbag is here."

She jumped off the ancient Fusang tree, her expression was invigorating, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Lin Yun can appear in the Gods Valley, it means that he has returned safely and has taken away the fragments of the Gods Fire.

However, Xiao Bingfeng still said contemptuously: "This scumbag, why are you bragging about Feng Qiuhuang? If you really miss your wife, just jump down. What's the ability to blow the flute?"

Su Ziyao opened her eyes, showed a calm smile on her face, and looked up and said, "If he really jumped down, you might be the first to be anxious."

"I can't do it, what a person I am." Xiao Bingfeng said proudly.

Su Ziyao did not argue with her, but only pondered: "The sound of the flute can be transmitted to the Valley of the Gods, but the sound of my piano cannot be transmitted. Do you have any way?"

She looked at Xiao Bingfeng, hoping that the other party would come up with a solution.

Xiao Bingfeng said nothing when she heard this, which really stumped her.

Su Ziyao smiled and said, "It turns out that Emperor Tu Tian has something that he can't do."

Xiao Bingfeng's face turned red and she said unconvincedly: "What's the problem? Just look at it."

She waved her hand and took off the purple kiln sword box from the tree, and then kept making seals with both hands.

The patterns on the Zi Yuan sword box changed accordingly, and finally the two supreme divine patterns hidden deep in the secret realm bloomed at the same time.

boom!

The two divine patterns burst out with light, flying upwards alternately, making them extremely eye-catching in the night.

"That scumbag, when you see the light of the divine pattern, you will know that you and I are safe." Xiao Bingfeng took a deep breath and said with a slight pride.

"The Supreme Divine Pattern is indeed amazing. I wonder what changes will happen to the Ziquan Sword Box gathering the seven Supreme Divine Patterns?"

Su Ziyao looked at the sword box and praised softly.

"When the seven supreme divine patterns gather at the same time, the Zi Yuan secret realm will recover as before and become a practice treasure land comparable to the holy land. Carrying a sword box means practicing with a holy land on your back, the speed of cultivation is unimaginable."

Xiao Bingfeng said: "In the past, Zi Yuan Sword Saint was able to kill gods in the holy realm. In addition to his own way of reincarnation, this sword box also made considerable contributions."

"Will the sword hidden in the sword box appear?" Su Ziyao said. She also had many curiosities about the Ziyuan sword box.

"I don't know this, I haven't seen it before."

Xiao Bingfeng's eyes turned and she said, "Su Ziyao, do you want to regret it and not give this emperor the moon god pattern?"

She listened to Su Ziyao's thoughts, thinking that the other party was thinking about it, and didn't want to give her the moon god pattern.

"I've been worried too much."

Su Ziyao looked at the vortex of the space ahead and said lightly: "When I subdue this divine hand, the moon god pattern will be given to you."

The two of them were falling into the God Valley to subdue the divine hand, but they underestimated the power of the divine hand bone, and they could not truly subdue after several attempts.

He had to re-arrange it, and Xiao Bingfeng had to think of another way, and it was difficult for a while to get out.

“It’s almost the same.”

Xiao Bingfeng's face was gentle and she said, "Then can you still count what you said in my ear before?"

"You have said it many times, so make a number naturally." Su Ziyao responded calmly.

...

The fallen god was hanging on it, and two divine lights roared up.

Lin Yun, who was playing the phoenix and seeking the phoenix, put down the purple jade bamboo flute, raised his eyes and looked over.

He recognized it immediately, and these were the lights of two supreme divine patterns.

"It seems not going well."

Lin Yun whispered to himself a few words.

Since there was a response, it means that Xiao Bingfeng and Su Ziyao were both here, but they have not yet come out. Obviously, this divine hand cannot be easily subdued.

"Then stay for a while."

Lin Yun still hoped to leave with Su Ziyao, so he planned to wait for a while before falling into the God Cliff.

He simply took out many holy fruits and holy medicines after he changed his hand.

They were all given to him by those powerful people in the Holy Realm on the skeleton of the Fire Dragon before.

There are Qilin Fruit, Tianyun Grass, and Snow Shadow Holy Lotus...all are extremely rare holy medicines that are seldom seen in the outside world anyway.

"I had to settle for a while before I was promoted to the Holy Realm. Now that I have so many holy medicines, I may not be able to try them."

Lin Yun stared at the holy medicine in front of him and thought in his mind.

With his cultivation level at the top of the semi-saint, he will not lose the upper hand when fighting against many saints, and can even gain the upper hand.

But in the end, you use your skills to defeat the enemy and cannot defeat others with your power.

If you meet some old guys, such as the Holy Lord of the Karasuma, they are all hundreds of years old.

The cultivation level has long reached a bottleneck, and I can only study it in science, which will be difficult to deal with.

But if you can break through the holy realm, everything will be different.

"Holy Land..."

Lin Yun murmured to himself, looking dazed for a moment.

He is only twenty-seven or eight years old now, and he has never dared to imagine that he has reached the holy realm at such an age.

Even though the prosperity has come, the rules of heaven and earth have changed, and it is much easier than before to become a saint.

The twenty-seven-year-old Holy Lord, looking at the entire Kunlun, is still a shocking event.

Once he becomes sanctified, it marks the complete arrival of a new era.

"There is at least 70% chance of winning."

Lin Yun thought about it in his mind and soon calculated the probability of becoming a saint.

Such a high probability is not that he is blindly confident.

But before in the Yanlong Valley, after he used three thousand Lingbu to kill the demon zombies, the bottleneck of the holy realm had loosened.
To be continued...