"If this disaster is really so good, for three thousand years, why would he wait until his life is approaching before taking a risk!" The Holy Lord of Tianchi could not bear to deceive Lin Yun and told the truth.

"So... Senior thinks that the Sword Sect will perish and wants me to get out as soon as possible?"

The Holy Lord of Tianchi was silent and did not speak.

After a while, he said, "You are the descendant of the Southern Emperor. The Holy Alliance will never let you fall. You believe in me. If the darkness comes back, you will be the same as the top of the other heavenly roads, and you will have no choice!"

"But I am a disciple of the Sword Sect after all! If the Sword Sect is not there, the sword in my hand will have no meaning of existence."

Lin Yun said calmly: "I made an oath in front of the ancient stele of the Sword Sect. I will never let the Sword Sect down in this life. The sword in my hand will definitely bring the Sword Sect back to the holy land."

Eight thousand years of fame and fortune, ninety thousand miles of sword light surrounds.

The bright moon will last forever, and the Sword Sect will be immortal!

Why are we swordsmen afraid of death?

Yao Guang, Jian Jingtian, Mu Xuankong, Feng Jue, Ye Ziling... He has long been unable to separate from the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect is his home in Kunlun.

"Why do you think you can do something that Yaoguang can't do?"

The Holy Lord of Tianchi said directly.

Lin Yun was blocked, but he soon laughed: "Master once taught me that the sword in my hand should be clear. If the Sword Sect has not let me down, I will naturally not let the Sword Sect down. What's more, our swordsmen, why fear death!"

The Holy Lord of Tianchi pondered silently. He had long guessed that Lin Yun would say this, so he had this conversation today.

"You go, don't talk to anyone about my identity. Don't tell the third person to know about your conversation with me today."

The Holy Lord of Tianchi is not persuading each other.

Lin Yun stood up and bowed, "Thank you for telling me, I have solved many of my doubts today."

Looking at Lin Yun's back as he left, the Holy Lord of Tianchi pondered for a long time. The ancient domain was really in chaos... This day was not far away.

This ancient battlefield is probably bloody and cruel.

His eyes raised and looked in the other direction. At the far end of his sight... There was someone who had been staring for a long time, and he had not moved his sight away since the Tianchi event.

The person he targeted never ends well.

Whether it is Yao Guang, Shen You Ancestor, or Jian Jingtian back then, what about Lin Yun now?

That person is Tian Xuanzi!

At this moment, he stood on the top of a mountain and looked at Tianchi Villa from afar.

"Master, after today, no one can stop Lin Yun!" Qin Cang pondered beside him.

Tian Xuanzi's style is still the same, as beautiful as before, and it is unbelievable. He seemed to be in a painting and laughed softly: "Your senior brother has blocked the disaster for you. You can go to the Dragon Empire first, and don't come to the ancient realm in the future."

"Master?"

Qin Cang immediately showed a confused look on his face.
Chapter completed!