The death of Young Master Ming Zong will definitely cause an uproar.

However, Lin Yun was too lazy to care about it. Sword cultivators were just like that, happy to grudge and kill decisively.

If someone kills me, I will kill someone.

There were too many things and people to take care of in Yanlong Valley, so Lin Yun could only let go of each other for the time being.

Now that everything is settled, and we happened to meet him on the way back, how could we not kill him?

He is not a reckless person. He has killed people, but he has already made plans and judgments in his heart.

The peaks of the three spiritual sea realms have all been severely damaged. Even if there is a supreme holy weapon, it may not be able to exert much power.

Even if these people want to fight to the end, he has no fear at all.

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

Sage Ziying was right, Lin Yun had indeed arrived at Falling God Valley.

But he did not jump down, and even if the gang came after him, he would not jump again.

Without the Purple Kite Sword Box in his hand, Lin Yun would die if he jumped.

Under the gloomy sky, the wind roared on the cliffs of Falling God Valley.

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

"Why has Kamui become more ferocious?"

Lin Yun felt the pressure of this place and frowned slightly.

This shows that Su Ziyao has not yet surrendered to the Divine Hand of Nirvana and has aroused the opponent's resistance, which is why she has such fierce divine power.

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

But he finally endured it, and put the purple jade divine bamboo flute to his lips. After a while, the sound of the flute passed through many barriers and fell towards the bottom of the Falling God Valley.

He played the song "Feng Qiu Huang", which not only expressed lovesickness, but also informed the other party that everything was well, and made Xiao Bingfeng recognize him immediately.

With the long and lingering sound of the flute, we finally arrived at the Falling God Valley, and followed the cold breeze to the foot of the majestic waterfall.

Wow!

The sound of the flute soon followed the sound of the waterfall to the Island of Fallen Gods.

Falling God Island, under the ancient fusang tree.

Su Ziyao crossed her legs and closed her eyes, Little Bingfeng was lying on a branch of a tree, and the purple kite sword box was placed aside casually.

call out!

Xiao Bingfeng suddenly opened her eyes when she heard the sound of the flute, with a rather excited look on her face.

"Phoenix begging for phoenix!"

Xiao Bingfeng turned over and stood up, smiling: "Here comes the scumbag."

She jumped down from the old fusang tree, looking excited and quietly breathing a sigh of relief.

Lin Yun can appear in the Falling God Valley, which means that he has returned safely and has taken away the fragments of the divine fire.

However, Xiao Bingfeng still said with disdain: "This scumbag is still playing the phoenix and the phoenix. If you really miss your wife, just jump off. What's the point of playing the flute?"

Su Ziyao had opened her eyes, with a calm smile on her face. She raised her head and said, "If he really jumps down, you might be the first one to get anxious."

"No way, what kind of person is this emperor?" Xiao Bingfeng said arrogantly.

Su Ziyao did not argue with her, she just muttered: "The sound of the flute can be transmitted to the Falling God Valley, but the sound of my piano cannot be transmitted. Is there anything you can do?"

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

Xiao Bingfeng was speechless after hearing this. This was really a bit difficult for her.

Su Ziyao said with a smile: "It turns out that there are things that Emperor Tutian cannot do."

Xiao Bingfeng's face turned red and she said unconvinced: "What's so difficult about this? Just watch it."

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

The patterns on the Purple Kite sword box changed accordingly, and finally the two supreme divine patterns of Ji Feng and Wan Lei hidden deep in the secret realm bloomed at the same time.

boom!

The two divine patterns burst out with light, each flying upward alternately, looking extremely eye-catching in the night.

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

"The Supreme Divine Marks are indeed amazing. I wonder what will happen to the Purple Kite Sword Box when seven Supreme Divine Marks are gathered together?"

Su Ziyao looked at the sword box and praised softly.

"When the seven supreme divine patterns gather together at the same time, the Ziyuan Secret Realm will be restored to its original state and become a cultivation treasure place comparable to the Holy Land. Carrying the sword box on your back means practicing with a Holy Land on your back, and the speed of cultivation is unimaginable."

Xiao Bingfeng said: "Back then, the Sword Master Ziyuan was able to kill gods in the holy realm. In addition to his own way of reincarnation, this sword box also made a lot of contributions."

"Will the sword hidden in the sword box also appear?" Su Ziyao said, she also had a lot of curiosity about the Ziyuan sword box.

"I don't know. Anyway, I have never seen it."

Xiao Bingfeng rolled her eyes and said: "Su Ziyao, do you want to regret it and not give me the Moon God tattoo?"

She listened to Su Ziyao chanting non-stop, thinking that the other party was thinking about her and didn't want to give her the Moon God tattoo.

"Too much worry."

Su Ziyao looked at the vortex of space in front of her and said calmly: "When I surrender this hand of annihilation, the Moon God Pattern will be given to you."

The two of them have been subduing the divine hand of annihilation in the Falling God Valley, but they have underestimated the power of the divine hand bone, and they have been unable to truly conquer it after several attempts.

They had to rearrange the arrangement, and Xiao Bingfeng had to think of another way, and it was difficult to escape for a while.

"That's pretty much it."

Xiao Bingfeng's face softened and she said again: "Then what you said in my ear before, do they still count?"

"You've said it many times, so it's natural." Su Ziyao responded calmly.

…

The fallen god was suspended, and two divine lights roared up.

Lin Yun, who was playing Feng Qiu Huang, put down his purple jade divine bamboo flute and raised his eyes to look over.

He recognized it immediately, it was the light of two supreme divine patterns.

"It doesn't look like it's going well."

Lin Yun whispered a few words to himself.

Since there is a response, it means that Xiao Bingfeng and Su Ziyao are both here, but they haven't come out yet. Obviously, this god of annihilation cannot be easily conquered.

"Then stay a little longer."

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

Nothing happened at all, so he turned around and took out many holy fruits and medicines.

They were all given to him by those powerful men from the Holy Realm who had previously found the flame dragon's bones.

There are Kirin Fruit, Tianyuncao, Snow Shadow Holy Lotus... all of which are extremely rare ten thousand-year holy medicines that are rarely seen by the outside world anyway.

"It will take some time for me to advance to the holy realm. Now that there are so many holy medicines, I may not be able to try them."

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

With his cultivation at the top of the Semi-Saint level, he was able to fight against many Saint Kings without falling behind, and he could even gain the upper hand.

But after all, you can defeat the enemy with skills, not with force.

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

My cultivation has already reached a bottleneck, and I can only specialize in techniques, which is not easy to deal with.

But if you can break through to the Holy Realm, everything will be different.

"Holy Realm..."

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

Calculating that he is only twenty-seven or eighty years old now, reaching the Holy Realm at such a young age was something that even he himself would not have dared to imagine in the past.

Even now that the prosperous age has arrived, the rules of heaven and earth have changed, and it is much easier to become a saint than before.

For the twenty-seven-year-old Holy King, looking at the entire Kunlun, this is still a ground-breaking event.

Once he becomes a saint, it will mark the arrival of a new era.

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

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

Such a high probability is not due to blind confidence on his part.

But before, in Yanlong Valley, after he suppressed Demon Zombie with three thousand Lingbu, the bottleneck of the Holy Realm had been loosened.
To be continued...