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Chapter 1538: Lord Xiaolin, save me!(2/2)

To be precise, the divine blood of the descendants of Xuanwu cannot be called divine blood.

The bloodline of the gods of the descendants of the divine beast is extremely thin. Even if it is condensed, it is still apart from the blood of the real divine beast.

Calling it the Xuanwu Holy Blood should be more accurate, just like the True Dragon Sacred Liquid, it is not made of the True Dragon Blood.

After a little rest, Lin Yun went out two days later.

The quiet mountains came too many times, and Lin Yun was familiar with the road and soon arrived at the demon-patterned tiger's nest.

"Not here? Nothing will happen to this guy."

Lin Yun released the sword intent, but did not notice the aura of the demon-patterned tiger.

There is still a high probability that a monster will have an accident. In this quiet mountain range, every day, disciples die in the mouth of monsters, and some monsters die in the hands of disciples of the sect.

Although the Demon-patterned Tiger is a kingly monster, it is not invincible. There are still many people who care about its tiger king bone.

“Huhu.”

The little thief cat squatted on Lin Yun's shoulder, sniffed it with his nose a few times, stretched out his claws and pointed.

"Go and take a look."

Lin Yun thought about it, unfolded his body, and walked in the direction pointed by the little thief cat.

Half an hour later, Lin Yun stood on the treetops and looked towards an open area ahead. The terrain was flat and vast, with one man and one tiger fighting fiercely, and someone next to him was looking at him with a smile on his face.

It's the magic pattern tiger!

At this moment, it has turned into a human-shaped tiger head, holding a holy sword in its hand, and exerting the power of the mountain and river sword technique.

If it were an ordinary opponent, it would have been killed by it.

But the man in black who fought with it looked relaxed and looked calm, and he was completely useless.

Lin Yun took a casual look. This man's cultivation alone was in the late stage of the third level of the Dragon Vein, and he reached the point where his qi and blood were as good as abyss!

With a powerful voice, it was like an ancient wild beast resurrected, and the blood of the demon-patterned tiger was not enough to see in front of him.

The man was a swordsman. Before he could draw his sword, he would be defeated instantly once he drew his sword.

Puchi!

Lin Yun was thinking in his heart that a splash of sword light was like a star blooming, and as the cold light surged, he cut the demon-patterned tiger away directly.

The demon-patterned tiger collapsed to the ground, wailing continuously.

Swish!

Lin Yun fell from the treetops. There was no way. If he continued to watch the show, the brain-bellied axe would be hammered to death.

When the demon-patterned tiger heard the sound, he looked up and saw Lin Yun. His eyes immediately showed joy. He quickly crawled over and said, "Sir Xiaolin, save me!"

"Brother, can you give this demon-patterned tiger a life?"

Lin Yun ignored the cerebral axe and looked at the man in black and smiled.

"Tsk tsk, interesting, what if I don't give it?" The man in black felt extremely surprised. He had never seen anyone talk about friendship with a monster, and he laughed for a while.

His companion's expression was also quite entertaining. He looked like watching a show and felt that Lin Yun was here to compete for the tiger king's bones.

But where did a person who has just entered the dragon vein come from so bold?

Are you looking for death?

When he discovered Lin Yun's clothes, he woke up and found out that he was a disciple of the Sword Sect!

"As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner, let alone a tiger. You can talk about any conditions you have," Lin Yun said.

"Haha, are you the tiger's master?"

The man in black grinned, as if he had heard something big joke.

"I'm not, it's."

Lin Yun pointed to the little thief cat on his shoulder, smiled and looked relaxed, and said, "I have a good temper, but I can't mess with this cat."

The man in black was stunned, his cheeks twitched, and his expression turned cold.
Chapter completed!
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