After returning from the Purple Thunder Palace, Lin Yun began to prepare and calculate his various trump cards one by one.

Before leaving, Lin Yun handed over the Canglong Sun and Moon Treasure Umbrella to Mu Xueling, hoping that she could restore the treasure umbrella again.

Lin Yun had a deep relationship with this supreme holy weapon, so he didn't want it to be buried.

Unexpectedly, Ye Guhan, Jingchen Great Saint, Tianxuan Sword Saint, and even Mu Xueling did not mean to stop him from entering the Burial Mountains.

The whole lot of speeches Lin Yun prepared were useless, which made him feel disappointed.

"My junior brother, it's best for you to go to this mountain range. Even if you don't ask for it, we will take you there."

Ye Guhan said with a smile: "If you can grab the Tianlun Tower, you can grab it. If you can't grab it, forget it... But the blood fruit of God..."

He grabbed Lin Yun's collar, pulled him to his ear, and whispered: "The Blood Fruit of God must be obtained. This old guy, Long Yun, went to Shenlong Tianxu with the will of death."

Lin Yun was stunned and then woke up.

No wonder Ye Guhan and his friends trained themselves so hard during this period, but they had actually arranged the arrangements long ago.

The Tiandao Sect really couldn't get involved in this muddy water, but he had to go to the burial of the flower boy.

"Don't worry, you won't disappoint you, otherwise I'm sorry for the hard work of you great saints."

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows lightly, and his eyebrows were surging, and his eyes were full of confidence.
Chapter completed!