At the same time, all the pavilions within a ten-mile radius collapsed under the shock.

thump!

Lin Yun picked up the bamboo slips, got out again in disgrace, and hurried away.

If someone sees me like this again, I will be humiliated today.

Fortunately, it is located on the edge. Although there is a lot of movement, not too many people are attracted.

It didn't cause too much of a stir, just assuming that someone accidentally violated some restrictions.

This kind of thing is quite common in ancient ruins.

After Lin Yun ran for a long distance, he slowly stopped, took out the bamboo slips and started watching again.

The ancient bamboo slips are filled with traces of time and are mysterious and puzzling.

"Is it a secret? But even if I can't figure it out, I will use it as a hidden weapon. I'm afraid ordinary people can't stop it."

Lin Yun murmured to himself and put it into his storage bag.

As a result, I unexpectedly found that the storage bag was very repulsive and could not accommodate it at all.

Strange thing, could it be a secret treasure from space?

In desperation, Lin Yun had no choice but to keep it close to his body and keep it carefully.

This thing is definitely not simple. As your horizons increase in the future, you will have to study it carefully.

"It's time to go to the Ziyuan Sword Saint inheritance site..."

After eating ashes twice in a row, Lin Yun had no intention of walking, so he focused on a certain direction to speed up.

With the opening of his feet and his surging cultivation, Lin Yun can now reach a height of one hundred feet with a single leap.

If necessary, use the technique of combining hardness and softness. With the force of fists and feet, you can also use the softness to hold half a cup of tea in the air.

From a distance, Lin Yun seemed to be flying over the vast sect ruins.

Ancient ruins flashed before his eyes like a fleeting glimpse of light. The many ancient palaces filled with vicissitudes of time made people feel sad and lament the tyranny and invincibility of this sect back then.

The closer we fly towards the core, the more silhouettes of warriors we can see gradually.

From time to time, there are fierce sounds of fighting, which is eye-catching.

Lin Yun didn't stop and kept running all the way.

Exactly two hours later, the ancient sword box on his back began to tremble again.

With his heart moving, Lin Yun raised his head and looked far into the distance. Ten miles away, there were towering mountain peaks.

The mountain peak is as straight as a sword, like a sharp blade, reaching straight into the sky and cutting through the sky.

The ancient and formidable aura spread out from the mountain peaks. Just watching it for a moment, Lin Yun felt his eyes sting.

"What a sharp edge!"

It is unmistakable, the place where the peaks stand is the inheritance place of Ziyuan Sword Master.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Lin Yun shouted softly: "Let's go!"

With a body like a cunning rabbit and movements like thunder, he hurried across a distance of ten miles and a few cups of tea.

Whoosh whoosh!

As soon as he got close, eyes fell on Lin Yun, looking unfriendly.

They are all warriors from various places who have come here, and are wary of everyone except their partners.

It is obvious that the atmosphere here is much colder than that at the edge of the ruins.

Lin Yun was alone, but no one dared to cause trouble for him. He had already shown his strength in the previous battles with Mei Zihua and Xue Tu.

Facing the Blood Cloud Sect and the Jin Yan Sect, even those who dare to fight, no one dares to offend them without involving heavy treasures.

"This should be it...but where is the entrance that really makes the sword box tremble?"
Chapter completed!