The ruins of Tianxu.

The three major holy places of Mingzong, Tianyan Sect, and Wanlei Sect gathered together and were rushing towards the Yanlong River.

Although they escaped, the group of people was not too embarrassed.

With three holy kings at the pinnacle of the spiritual sea realm guarding them, and each with a supreme holy weapon, basically everyone in the three holy lands escaped.

This time's harvest, apart from not getting the Divine Fire Fragments and God's Blood Fruit, can barely be considered a fruitful harvest.

The Blood Flame King's treasure alone is already unimaginable to ordinary people.

If Lin Yun and others all died in Yanlong Valley, this group of people would become the biggest winners of this trip.

But right now I can’t laugh at all!

After they saw the birth of Yanlong, they observed the scene from a distance and knew the final result.

Not long ago, I saw the flame dragon skeleton carrying Lin Yun and others away, which was a complete confirmation of the result.

Not only was Lin Yun not dead, but he also came out with Shenhuang Shan and others, and there was a high probability that he got the fragments of the divine fire.

"This Lin Yun is really unstoppable. After this time, he shocked Kunlun and became a real big shot."

"It was said before that once this man rises, he will be a great figure. Now we can say that he has really risen."

"The inheritance of the Yaoguang lineage is finally complete."

"Even if Yao Guang unfortunately dies, as long as Lin Yun is alive, he will be the next Yao Guang sooner or later, or even surpass Yao Guang."

Shuntian, Ziying and Karasuma, the three holy kings at the pinnacle of the spiritual sea realm, each talked softly.

Coincidentally, their views are basically the same as those of other forces in the Eastern Wasteland.

"This child has become a variable."

Saint Ziying sighed softly, his expression slightly solemn.

"So what about the variables? Not to mention that he has been a mortal enemy for a long time, but he dares to kill the Holy Lord Tiankui of our Wan Lei Sect without paying a price. Sooner or later, we will have to settle the score with him." Holy Lord Karasuma said coldly.

Although Holy Lord Tiankui is not a saint, he is still one of the few geniuses in Wan Lei Sect, and he will never become a good person easily.

When Huang Jingyu heard this, a cold smile appeared on his handsome face: "Well said, so what about the variables? He is a peerless genius, but Tian Xuanzi is not?"

"Don't say that he hasn't entered the Holy Realm yet, so what if he does? Tian Xuanzi wants to become an emperor! Once Yao Guang is killed and Tian Xuanzi takes away his luck, I am afraid he will become an emperor soon, and then there will be

The way to survive for his Yaoguang lineage, hiss!"

He gritted his teeth and touched the wound on his wrist, and the corners of his mouth trembled in pain.

His entire palm was cut off, which was terrible to see.

But for a strong man in the Holy Realm, having his hands and feet cut off is far from a fatal injury.

It's just that the sword intention left in Lin Yun is too difficult to deal with, and the wound can only be truly cured after returning to Mingzong.

So he wasn't worried about the wrist injury. What he was worried about was his Moonlight Holy Ring.

That is a treasure!

"Young Master knows my intentions, you should have taken action just now." Holy Lord Karasuma gritted his teeth.

Huang Jingyu shook his head and said: "He has become a man. There is nothing we can do about him if he is buried in the mountains. We will wait until he comes out. Even if we don't kill him, we will have to let him shed his skin."

His face was sinister and his eyes were filled with anger.

He had a huge fire and rage in his heart, but he still had to endure it, and it was extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

Liu Yunlan rolled her eyes and glanced at him, unwilling to say anything more.

Huang Jingyu saw this and said: "Liu Yunlan, why don't you say anything? Your sword was cut off by this person, so you don't feel unhappy at all? Sage Tiankui is also your friend, so you are not angry?"

Liu Yunlan said calmly: "Three of them fought and one of them was killed in return. What's there to be angry about?"

He didn't have any burden in his heart to fight for the divine fire and kill people.

It's just that three of them fought and one of them was killed. He really didn't have the nerve to mention it.

In his eyes, Holy Lord Karasuma was also like a clown.

The three of them wanted to kill Lin Yun, but Lin Yun killed one of them instead. There was really no reason to gnash their teeth.

If you really talk about this matter in a big way, wouldn't it make the playboy look embarrassed?

Huang Jingyu knew what he was thinking, so he curled his lips and said nothing.

He didn't want to use his words now. As long as he got out of the wasteland of Tianxu, there were plenty of ways to deal with Lin Yun.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the breeze blew by, and a flute sound came with the wind.

The Three Holy Lands who were on their way immediately stopped, dispersed, and looked towards the direction where the flute sound came from.

I saw a green figure blocking the road ahead, playing flute and playing music, as if waiting for a long time.

"It's him!"

Liu Yunlan looked up and frowned slightly.

The figure's appearance could not be clearly seen, but there was no one else with such magnanimity and grace except Lin Yun.

"Bury the playboy!"

Others also recognized Lin Yun, their faces changed slightly, there was an uproar, and there was fear in their eyes.

"snort!"

Saint Lord Sainty snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Young Master Burian, since you are here, come closer and don't hide." Saint Lord Sainty shouted coldly.

At the same time, he winked at Sage Ziying and Sage Karasuma.

No matter what Lin Yun is here for, as long as he dares to get close, he will be killed directly with the supreme holy weapon.

Although the three of them were all severely injured, they also consumed a lot of Saint Yuan along the way.

If you take the initiative to provoke Lin Yun, I'm afraid you won't get anything good.

But if the other party dares to take the initiative to cause trouble, it will be exactly what he wants.

Huang Jingyu's expression changed. He took a few steps back casually and hid behind several holy realm elders without leaving a trace. His expression was cold and terrifying.

"good."

Hearing a response, Lin Yun stretched out his arms and immediately jumped into the air.

After landing, they were just a thousand feet away from the group of people.

"You might as well get closer."

Saint Lord Sainty said coldly.

This distance is a little far. If you take action, you can hurt Lin Yun, but there is a high probability that he will not be seriously injured.

Lin Yun smiled and said: "No need, if I take a few more steps, I'm afraid you guys won't be able to bear it anymore."

Saint Lord Sainty sneered: "You are a smart man, tell me, what are you doing here? If we want to negotiate peace, hand over the Moonlight Holy Ring first, otherwise there will be no need to talk."

Since Lin Yun didn't want to get close, he definitely wasn't here to fight or kill, but most likely he was here to negotiate terms.

Under the night, the breeze blew through Lin Yun's long hair, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, making his handsome and handsome face look quite soft.

He has the grace of an immortal, and his smile is extremely bright, which will make people feel good.

The others breathed a sigh of relief and looked unconsciously arrogant.

So what if you bury the playboy?

No matter how powerful you are in the Tianxu wasteland, you will be buried in the three holy places outside the mountains after you get out, but they are all controlled by the Great Sage.

It's too late to beg for mercy now!

Huang Jingyu looked cold and disdainful.

"I'm here to kill people."

As the words fell, the soft smile on Lin Yun's face spread completely, and he reached out and grabbed his heart.

boom!

The hilt of the Burial Flower Sword flew out from his heart, and the wind and thunder roared instantly, and the bright lightning was dazzling. In the night, the lightning illuminated Lin Yun's handsome face like a god.

When the funeral flower was completely pulled out, Lin Yun's sword power reached an astonishing level, and then there was a flash of lightning.

thump!

Before anyone could react, they saw Huang Jingyu kneeling on the ground, his eyes wide open and blood pouring from his mouth.

Looking up, the elders of the Holy Realm were so frightened that they were completely speechless, and their jaws almost dropped in shock.

A sword appeared above Huang Jingyu's head and went straight through it, from top to bottom. Only the hilt of the sword was exposed on his head.

On the surface, this person didn't seem to have much trauma, but in fact, this person was already dead.
To be continued...