A loud noise, a whirlwind, condensed in front of Lin Yun, swept out.

"So horrible strength!"

Lin Yun's corner showed silk joy, and before he did his best, he had such power.

How scary should it be if it is a full blow.

Closing his eyes, Lin Yunya responded to the center of the golden cyclone. The thunder seal exudes strange purple -red thunder fire, lying quietly and quietly.

But before it thought of it, the power of Lei Yan released crazy, Lin Yun could not help but be cold.

Lei Yanyin was like a murderer that could not be controlled, lying in the depths of his body.

"If there is no need, don't activate this Lei Yan seal, the power of the Yan Mo's seal cannot be compared with him."

Lin Yun was a little worried that after the activation of Lei Yanyin, he could not completely control his current realm.

However, even if this seal is not activated, his current strength and physical strength can be completely comparable to the inflammation and demon war.

Even there is still it.

"It's time to go to the relic of the ancient Zongmen."

Lin Yun's eyes were looking far away, and his eyes flickered with excitement. Stepping on the ruins of the gate was considered to be really entering the Qingyang world.

In the ups and downs of the figure, Lin Yun kept running forward, like a cheetah flying flat, and he was healthy and fast.

"That's ..."

Two hours later, Lin Yun saw the blood dragon horse on a grassland.

On that reckless grassland, running a horse's group.

Each horse's body exudes the breath of the ancient monsters. At least there are innate cultivation. Under the running of thousands of horses, the momentum is quite shocking.

Lin Yun secretly stunned, and the blood dragon horse could rely on the identity of the monster, mixed with this group of horse groups with ancient monsters.

If other people have passed the trade, they are afraid that they will be stepped on the spot.

"This guy seems to be pretty good."

Lin Yun smiled slightly, retracted his eyes, and continued to run towards the Zongmen Religion.

After half a day of running, a vicissitudes of vicissitudes suddenly came from the pavement. Lin Yun looked far away, and a seizure site that could not see the end at all, quietly appeared in his vision.

"Is this the ancient gate of the golden age of that year?"

The ancient ruins in the field of vision are huge and boundless, which is deeply shocking.

At a glance, all kinds of magnificent and magnificent buildings, one after another, is connected to an endless long line like a mountain, spreading out of the field of vision.

All kinds of unbelievable buildings, after countless years, still stand still.

The breath of loneliness and sadness, looking far away, is surging, can't help yourself.

"Such a huge ancestral gate, I'm afraid it is a lot bigger than the entire Qingyang County. I don't know how to fall in that year."

When Lin Yun was shocked, the ancient sword box behind suddenly shook slightly.
Chapter completed!