When the sacred fire was about to spread, the shriveled head suddenly opened its eyes.

Xiao Jingyan said heartbrokenly: "Lin Yun, I curse you, I curse you, you won't die well, wait, sooner or later, one day, sooner or later, my spiritual clan will rule Kunlun, this day will never be far away!!"

"Your friends and your lovers will become our slaves. You beasts like animals, the Qinglong has left you, why don't you surrender!!"

boom!

The moment when the nine-colored black thunder holy fire was poured in, a stunning crisp sound was heard, and the head was destroyed, and the demonic eye disappeared.

Swish!

Lin Yun took back the treasure chain and reached out to hold the burial flower.

"This demon spirit clan is really hard to kill." Lin Yun sighed softly.

It is not too difficult to just hurt or block the other party, but it is not too difficult to truly destroy it.

"Otherwise, how could it harm Kunlun for 100,000 years?" Xiao Bingfeng answered.

Lin Yun pondered: "I once had an ancient White Dragon Temple, which was where I got the Sun and Moon Treasure Umbrella, and saw them hanging on the demon-refining tree like pigs and dogs."

Xiao Bingfeng whispered: "That should be when Qinglong has not left yet."

Qinglong, is that God Ancestor?

It was the Qinglong God Ancestor who was waiting for him, but the ancient gods did not show up.

Lin Yun had a misty thought, and he suddenly thought of someone, Yu Haotian, who was nailed to death by him on the road to heaven.

He has the soul of the demon spirit hidden in his body. If the demon spirit is really so difficult to kill, then Yu Haotian...

In short, Yu Haotian was the strongest opponent he encountered before he arrived in Kunlun. He was extremely arrogant and cruel.

After descending to Kunlun, among his peers, he had never encountered an opponent as difficult as him.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Bingfeng asked.

"nothing."

Lin Yun shook his head.

Even if he is really not dead and dares to appear in front of him, Lin Yun doesn't mind killing him again.

But he should have been dead. Lin Yun once saw him again. The other party's vitality was completely destroyed and there were no demonic eyes on his eyebrows.

"It's time to deal with another person."

Lin Yun's body flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Half an hour later.

He chased the fleeing Venerable Ziyi. He left a sword intent in the other party's body. No matter how she escaped, Lin Yun could easily find it.

In the huge Wanfou Valley, the other party was as conspicuous as the flames in the dark.

Lin Yun had a desperate look in front of the Ziyi Venerable, but was not surprised.

Before, the other party let her leave, she guessed something, and she really caught up with her.

"Lin Yun, you will live my life. I am willing to swear not to reveal your identity." Venerable Ziyi begged for mercy.

Lin Yun said lightly: "Do you think I will believe you?"

"I am willing to worship you as your master and be your slave. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

The Venerable Ziyi knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, deliberately showing her proud figure.

She put on a coat and then smiled charmingly, "I am willing to serve you at any time."

Lin Yun looked coldly, his expression was not turbulent.

The Master Ziyi suddenly became anxious and said, "Let me go. His Highness the Saint said, if you are willing to let me go, she is willing to tell you the secret of the Sun and Moon God Pattern. This secret is related to Bai Shuying's life and death."

A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and his face changed slightly.

There is a chance.

The priest in purple showed joy. This was what the saint of Tianyin said before leaving. She was only allowed to say it at the most desperate situation. This sentence can protect her life.

"The burial flower lord really values ​​friendship. The little girl thanks for not killing her."

The purple-clothed Venerable smiled, slowly stood up, and then retreated little by little.

But her smile froze immediately as soon as it bloomed. She was shocked to find that Lin Yun had already put his sword back to the sheath.

Did he draw his sword?

The priest purple-clothed touched her neck, and there was blood. She snatched her head and flew out directly.

Didn’t the saint say that it can save my life? Why?

His head widened his eyes and died with his eyes open.

"In my life, I hate others threatening me with women the most." Lin Yun said coldly with a look of indifferent expression.

This Purple-clothed Venerable had long violated Lin Yun's taboo and thought that he would not die, which would be too naive.
Chapter completed!