Chapter 737

The remoteness of this mountain was terrifying, and its aura was so thin that it was completely incomprehensible to Lin Yun.

If not, he would not retreat here at will without fear of being disturbed. In retreat, the most taboo thing is to be disturbed by others, which may cause injury in the slightest, or lead to madness in the worst case.

Lin Yun looked at Luo Han up and down.

Although his aura has dissipated, the restrained edge in his eyes has become more and more fierce. As long as there is anything wrong with Luo Han, he will be cut in half in an instant and no bones will be left.

After a long time, Lin Yun finally came to his senses and burst into laughter.

This mountain is indeed a barren mountain to him, but for a disciple of the Xuanwu Realm, it is just right to come here for training.

He was either in the Tianling Mountains or Luolongpo before, and the people he dealt with were all at the level of Tianling Qixiu, and he was also the leader of the family.

If you stand too high, you will overlook some other things.

At his age, only the Xuanwu realm is the normal level of cultivation, and the real leaders can only be said to be in the minority compared to ordinary people.

Even the leaders of the aristocratic families in Tianling City who he looked down upon were considered extremely terrifying existences in the Qin Empire.

Luo Han didn't know what Lin Yun was thinking, but he felt so regretful that his intestines turned blue.

Where are the adventures and Feng Ming? It's obvious that a senior is retreating here. Damn it, I won't disturb him anymore.

Thinking of this, Luo Han was dripping with cold sweat all over his body, and he stuttered a little: "I... Luo Han, I really don't know that my senior is practicing here, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."

Lin Yun knew clearly in his heart that after he had cultivated the Purple Kite Sword Technique to the eleventh level, the number of petals that had been transformed into resources reached a total of one hundred and eight.

His body was filled with majestic and vast true energy, which made him feel proud and wanted to see how many turns the Purple Kite Sword Formation could reverse.

As a result, it reversed nine times in one go, giving birth to the vision of nine turns and one, with the phoenix rising and the sun rising.

Luo Han must have been attracted by the vision and barged in because he thought he had a strange encounter, but obviously he couldn't say these words.

"I'm not a senior. My surname is Lin. I should be two years younger than you."

Lin Yun smiled and said calmly.

"Not senior? Fortunately, I almost thought I had to die..."

Luo Han breathed a sigh of relief and smiled on his face, but then he thought of Lin Yun's words and couldn't calm down again.

Even younger than him, how is this possible!

Lin Yun knew the doubts in his heart, but he didn't want to explain too much. He muttered: "Are you from around here?"

"Well, I am an inner disciple of Liuyun Sect and I have met Mr. Lin."

Luo Han managed to calm down and answered truthfully.

Lin Yun was thoughtful, looked at Luo Han, and roughly understood that the Liuyun Sect was similar to the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, even slightly inferior.

If it were the Great Qin Empire, the Liuyun Sect would be the dominant force, but in Leizhou it was really inconspicuous.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun looked at Luo Han, became a little more friendly, and said softly: "You should be going down the mountain too, let's go together."

"good."

Luo Han naturally couldn't ask for it, and his face looked happy.

The two chatted casually as they walked. When they learned that Lin Yun was only eighteen years old, Luo Han was shocked deep in his heart.

I have long heard that the evildoers on the Long Yun List are all extremely powerful.

Existences at the level of Three Kings and Seven Heroes can even compete with Tianpo, which sounds like a fairy tale. When I saw Lin Yun today, I realized that the rumors were true, but my vision was too low.

Lin Yun finally knew where this place was.

He has left the confines of Tianling City and arrived at the territory of Mujian City, but this place is remote and is still quite far away from Mujian City.

Mujian City is also one of the seven main cities in Leizhou. There are many sword halls in the city, and there are many masters practicing swordsmanship.

In Luolongpo, he ruined Murong Jing's good deeds and destroyed his century-old Sword Emperor Grass. Murong Jing seemed to be the evildoer of Mu Sword City.

If you have enough time, you can go to Mujian City for a good visit.

It’s a pity that the feast of dragons only lasts for three months

, Lin Yun couldn't stay any longer even if he wanted to, he had to rush back to Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

Unless he joins another sect, there is no need to go back and participate in the dragon feast in the name of Jiange.

Obviously, this is impossible.

At the foot of the mountain, when the two were about to part ways, Lin Yun's eyes flashed with a strange color.

"Mr. Lin, what's wrong?"

Luo Han asked in a panic, he felt something was wrong.

"There was a sound, a very loud sound. The ground shook, the mountains shook, and the sky seemed to be about to split open." Lin Yun looked back, speaking in an understatement, but his expression was extremely solemn.

Lin Yun's eyes were slightly focused, and he looked far away. His sight saw an extremely far place.

There was a lot of black smoke appearing in the sky at some point. The vast black smoke was like a ferocious beast, driving away the white clouds in the sky. Countless broken white clouds were like a flock of sheep being chased, scurrying around in panic.

But no matter how fast you run, you will be bitten by the black smoke, and then it will eat up and strengthen your body.

Not long after, in Lin Yun's field of vision, half of the sky was shrouded in black smoke, which looked extremely oppressive. And the source of the black smoke seemed to come from the depths of the Tianling Mountains.

In an instant, the black smoke that was thousands of miles away a moment ago formed into a billowing demonic cloud, approaching the barren mountain.

"Demon energy?"

Lin Yun was no stranger to the black smoke. He had seen it in many places in the ancient Nanhua region, but he had never seen such a large amount of demonic energy dissipating.

Generally speaking, demonic energy is contained in some secret realms and rarely leaks out.

Once it is leaked, the monsters will be lost and flee, forming a terrifying tide that will ravage in all directions, causing astronomical tragedy.

"No, it's a tide of beasts. I have to return to the sect quickly!"

Luo Han's expression changed slightly. He had only seen the beast tide in some ancient books and had no idea at all.

The first thing that comes to mind is to return to the clan as soon as possible.

"Your mountain gate is somewhat capable of protecting itself. There should be some villages near the foot of the mountain. You should go and notify them first, gather people and rush to the big city."

Lin Yun has never seen a beast tide, but as a swordsman, he is much calmer than Luo Han.

Luo Han suddenly woke up. Compared to martial arts practitioners, those thumping villagers had almost no power to resist the beast tide.

Boom!

At this moment, the barren mountain shook, and terrifying beast roars came and went.

Lin Yun looked up and saw that the sky above his head had turned dark without knowing it, and it was squirming like the tentacles of a demon.

"It came really fast, you go first."

Lin Yun said calmly.

"Master Lin, be careful."

Luo Han didn't dare to delay and said quickly.

boom!

As soon as he walked away, a number of rampaging monsters emerged from the depths of the mountain forest. The monsters' pupils were blurred, and they looked very strange as they were surrounded by dark evil energy.

Seeing that those monster beasts were about to attack, Lin Yun drew his sword out of its sheath.

"The light of the bright moon!"

The Flower Burial Sword bloomed with a cold light in Lin Yun's hand, condensed into a beam of purple moonlight, and swept out.

Click! Click! Click!

The next moment, the purple moonlight condensed by the purple kite sword power swept across and cut all the hundreds of monsters in half.

For a moment, there was rain of blood, and the broken internal organs of monster beasts were everywhere in the air.

Luo Han looked back and was stunned when he saw this scene.

It was too terrifying to kill so many monsters with just one sword.

There are also Yin-Yang realm elders in their Liuyun Sect, but they are completely incomparable to Lin Yun. Even those great elders who have perfected the Yin-Yang realm cannot compare to Lin Yun's sword.

Such an idea makes sense.

Lin Yun's cultivation level is only a small accomplishment in the Yin-Yang realm, but his sword skills have reached the eleventh level, and he is blessed by the peak and perfect innate sword intention.

Even half a step of heavenly soul may not be able to suppress him, let alone the perfect Yin and Yang realm, no amount of them is enough to kill him.

When he saw that Lin Yun still hadn't moved, he couldn't help but have a terrible thought. Mr. Lin would not want to rely on one person.

, kill all the monsters in this mountain, right?

Probably not...

In the blink of an eye, he was startled by this idea. He didn't dare to think too much and ran away quickly.

The most important thing right now is to summon people from nearby villages and have them gather together to rush to a larger city and rely on the city walls to resist the tide of beasts.
To be continued...