Lin Yun only saw hundreds of holy kings in the holy realm. In fact, there were more than a thousand holy realm powerhouses in the holy realm.

There are many saints in the ancient wilderness alone, and the huge Eastern Wilderness has the power of the powerful people in the holy realm, so I don’t know much.

If we consider the demonic power and some evil cultivators wandering around, the number of saints will be even greater.

I couldn't see it before, one was because I couldn't reach the level, and the other was because there was no major change in the world at that time.

If he had no strength and trump card to fight against the holy realm, he would not have come to the mountain range to take the risk, and he would not have seen such a big scene.

If you can't achieve your strength, you will never see it.

It is better to understand the great changes in the world. In the past, there were not so many treasures in Kunlun Realm, and it was worthy of the powerful people in the holy realm to come out and take risks.

But now it’s different. Whether it is the legendary God’s Blood Fruit and Divine Fire, or the ancient sects under the Burial Mountains, there are countless inheritances.

Puchi!

At the crack of the space, a saint king fell, the holy blood splattered, and the holy image was torn into powder.

"The fifth-level holy king still can't get in!"

"According to the situation in the past few days, although the ban has been loosened, the Holy Lord above the fourth level still cannot enter."

"The first-level holy king can enter, but it is extremely barely possible. The safest ones are the second-level holy king, the third-level holy king and the fourth-level holy king."

"As for the half-saint, they will die after touching it. The half-saint in this place cannot come at all."

Looking at the dead Holy Lord, all kinds of voices came from nearby.

Lin Yun activated the holy energy and mixed in the crowd and flew towards the cracks in the space, without fear at all.

"That man seems to have only half-saint cultivation?"

"You're dazzled. The pressure in the space is without the support of the Holy Yuan, and the semi-saints will die if they come."

"Maybe."

...

Lin Yun's appearance did not cause much trouble. After all, there were too many people, and there were not so many people paying attention to him.

Even if you notice it, you will doubt whether you have read it wrong.

"It seems, it's OK."

Lin Yun easily passed through the space pressure that could break the semi-saint in the eyes of others.

This pressure is a little worse than the second peak of Blood Prison Mountain, and it is not difficult for Lin Yun at all.

However, the inside of the burial mountain range had already changed, and the vision was scarlet.

I don’t know where I was teleported by the space crack.

I saw red clouds everywhere in the sky and the ground. Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and after seeing clearly, he said in surprise: "Blood Crow!"

The blood crows condensed from sins in the Ten Thousand Grove Valley are now covered with all over the world, and they take the initiative to launch an attack when they see creatures.

The Blood Crow, which Lin Yun's dragon vein could deal with, has now soared its strength, reaching an extremely terrifying level.

Many of the leaders have semi-saint cultivation, and a few blood crows even have the strength of the holy realm, which is simply incredible.

"How did these blood crows fly out of Wanfen Valley?" Xiao Bingfeng said strangely.

Lin Yun didn't have time to answer her because a team of blood crows had rushed over.

"The Wrath of the Canglong!"

Lin Yun activated the rules of the Holy Dao, then slapped out a palm, and the wind and thunder in his palm gathered together, and soon a terrifying vortex condensed.

Alas!

The vortex immediately shattered the blood crows, and Xiao Bingfeng also took action to quickly solve the remaining blood crows.

Ten miles away.

A young man in black had a lotus blooming under his feet, facing hundreds of blood crows attacking him without panic.

"Fire Jade Dragon Lotus!"

The young man in black changed his handprints, and the lotus under his feet turned wildly and the flames burst out, and he bent his fingers away.

Bang!

Every time a finger pops up, a fire dragon roars away, and soon the blood crows are all burned to ashes.

"What a great means."

Lin Yun blinked and said softly.

"This is a very ancient secret technique." Xiao Bingfeng was amazed and said, "In ancient times, an ancient family was famous for raising lotus. When young children in the family became saints, they could obtain a holy lotus, Fire Jade Dragon.

Lotus is an extremely rare holy lotus.”

"If this family is still there, it is the Li tribe, one of the eight imperial tribes. I wonder if this young man has anything to do with the Li tribe."

Ten miles apart, but the man in black obviously heard Xiao Bingfeng's words and looked back at the two of them.

I didn't care much at first, but after a while, my brows frowned slightly and a strange color flashed in my eyes.

His gaze swept quickly over Lin Yun and Xiao Bingfeng, and then disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

"The eight emperors, Jian clan, Mo clan... The Xiao clan has another Li clan." Lin Yun murmured to himself.

The eight imperial clans are very mysterious, and he has indirectly contacted three of them.

The master is the Jian clan, and the Qiannian Huo is the Mo clan. The white-haired swordsman whom he met is the Xiao clan.

Now I've seen another one!

After the great changes in the world, these people are probably going to be born sooner or later.

"How about you arrest him and ask, and see what these so-called imperial clans are doing." Xiao Bingfengtian said fearlessly.

Lin Yun shook his head and said, "This man is very cautious. There is no need to make enemies with him. Let's go to the Six Holy City first."

The Six Holy City was once controlled by the six holy lands. After the ninth day of the lunar month, it was defeated by the Blood Moon God Sect and the Demon Spirit Clan, and the forces of the six holy lands were all expelled.

Lin Yun wanted to go and see what was going on there.

When he arrived, he realized that the Six Holy City was already in ruins.

Only the altar in the center of the city is still there, but the altar is shrouded in a layer of black fog, and countless corpses are lying on the ground within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Lin Yun saw at a glance that some kind of ceremony had been held here, but the ceremony eventually failed.

In addition to the people in the Holy Land, there were also some monks wearing blood armor on the ground, and those blood armor looked quite familiar.

In addition, there was no living person in the city, and there was no trace of the Blood Moon God Sect and the Demon Spirit Clan.

Lin Yun looked at the Blood Armor and felt a bad premonition in his heart. This seemed to be the Holy Armor of the Blood Word Camp.

Looking up at the altar, the ancient altar cracked a gap, with a column of light covering the altar, and a black fog around it.

roar!

Below the altar, you could vaguely hear a wave of terrifying roars, as if suppressing some terrifying existence.

"Lin Yun, this altar has the intent of reincarnation."

Xiao Bingfeng suddenly spoke.

Lin Yun also noticed some clues, and the confusion in his eyes became even stronger.

What the hell happened in this place?

"Do you want to go over and take a look?" Xiao Bingfeng said uncertainly.

She, who has always been fearless, also saw the strangeness here and did not dare to pass it unscrupulously.

Lin Yun stared at the altar. There were obvious signs of fighting on the altar, and something seemed to be inside the cracked gap.

Intuition told him that the altar is very dangerous now.

Even if there is the intention of the sword of reincarnation inside, you should not act rashly.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and suddenly turned around and said, "Friend, I've been following you for so long, let's show my face."

His gaze was behind some broken wall.

"Someone? Why didn't this emperor notice it..." Xiao Bingfeng said in surprise.

After a moment of silence, a young man in black walked out from the shadow of the corner of the wall, the person he had just met.

"I am worthy of being the burial flower boy. This sword intent is really great." The young man in black said without changing his expression.

"You recognize me?"

Lin Yundao.

"The shadow of the famous tree, now Kunlun, who doesn't know the famous flower burial boy?" The young man in black said in a plain tone, as if he was only telling a very ordinary thing.

He just heard Xiao Bingfeng's words and wanted to leave directly, but when he turned around, he felt that Lin Yun's face looked familiar.

Only then did I remember that this person was the Burial Flower Master, and the man who was personally told by Yao Guang.
To be continued...