The people in Kuxuan Island are still unclear about the inside story.

But everyone outside Kuxuan Island was shocked.

The Fuyun Sword Sect actually involved so many super sects, which no one could imagine.

Soon, someone learned through his lips that the person Xuantian Sect and the others were waiting for was the Burial Flower Prince.

For a moment, there were crowds of people outside Kuxuan Island, and everyone was asking who the Burial Flower Prince was.

Soon, the origin of the Flower Burial Prince was revealed, causing an extremely sensation in an instant.

The dark crowd all looked at the ancient Yinxue Mountains, and even the big guys in the realm of life and death were no exception.

The attention received by this matter was far beyond everyone's expectations, and the elders of the eight major sects outside were a little panicked.

They knew that their disciples just wanted to deal with Lin Yun and returned the losses they had suffered outside Kuxuan Island.

But I never thought that things would be so big.

No matter what the people from the eight major sects think, everyone is speculating whether the Burial Flower Prince will appear.

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The Silver Snow Mountains are snow-white and bright, like a perfect jade that shines light. At first glance, they look extremely white and spectacular.

In the middle of this mountain range, there is a valley that is extremely special, with snowflakes flying and endless vitality, accompanied by flowers blooming.

There is the ancient Yinxue Mountain!

The golden light roared, Lin Yun gathered his golden crow wings and landed here at the same time with Qin Tian.

"It's here. The valley of this mountain range is very strange. A hundred flowers bloom. It is a forbidden place. All the disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect gather here, including the Luohua girl." Qin Tian said what he knew,

Ten, tell Lin Yun all.

Luohua is here too?

A cold light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. This incident was becoming more and more interesting.

"I want to see what the so-called eight major sects have!" Lin Yun said coldly, invisibly, his body exuded an astonishing pressure.

Compared with entering Kuxuan Island, Lin Yun's strength has long been transformed in just over a month.

If Lin Yun had been facing all the masters of the eight major sects alone before, he would have been a little reluctant, but now he has confidence.

At worst, you can sacrifice the sword intent of the Shenxiao and the supreme star. It’s better to not fight for the source of the Great Saint, kill him and blood flows into a river.

Whether it was Luo Hua, Ye Ziling, or Jiang Lichen of the Fuyun Sword Sect, they all touched his bottom line.

"Are we really going up directly? Almost all the people from the eight major sects gather here. Let's talk about it if you wait for the burial master to come..."

Qin Tian and Zhang Yan looked frightened and their hearts were beating wildly. This was a joint force of the eight sects, and there was a great god Dan priest holding a holy object in his hand.

There are so many masters that cannot be imagined.

"I have already said that I am the burial flower boy. No matter who it is today, those who stop me will die." Lin Yun said just one sentence and rushed over first.

Qin Tian and Zhang Yan were both shocked, and it was difficult to tell the truth about the false for a while. I don’t know why Lin Yun is so arrogant.

But in a vague sense of passion and excitement.

This is the swordsman. Even if he is alone, he has no fear in the face of the eight major sects.

Suddenly, they shivered, as if they were falling into an ice cave, trembling coldly.

Looking up, Lin Yun had stopped at some point.

The mountain road ahead was guarded by a great sect disciple. A figure was ragged silver fir and covered in blood. He knelt on the ground in a mess.
Chapter completed!