The young man in black was furious and was about to get angry when he reached out to protect him.

The body flame dragon was destroyed. Lin Yun struck it down with a palm, purple and gold dragon patterns surged out, wind and thunder roared, and half of the exploded body was directly scorched.

"You..." The young man in black was shocked, angry, and shocked.

Seeing the lightning blooming on Lin Yun's body and continuing to kill, the young man in black said quickly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, you are also a member of the big sect. Just show your identity and go in directly. One family does not fight the other family, we will only fight against

The ants are just taking action to prevent them from having the opportunity to fish in troubled waters."

"Who is with your family? Lin is beyond your reach!"

Lin Yun is cold and indifferent. He does not have a big sect status. Even if he reluctantly joins this group of people, he will probably be ostracized.

What's more, Lin Yun didn't like this person's behavior. If he was just a little weaker, he would be reduced to cannon fodder and die.

"Brother, I am a disciple of the Yanlong Sect. What just happened was a misunderstanding!"

The corner of the young man's mouth in black twitched. He smiled and said something to please him, but at the same time, he secretly transmitted the message to other brothers. There was a hidden and cold murderous intention in his eyes.

He roughly guessed that Lin Yun might not have a big sect identity, and that such wild monsters were the targets of their big sect's focus.

Others are just fishing in troubled waters. Such people may take away the blood dragon fruit.

And their major factions have joined forces to reduce such opportunities to the minimum or even zero. Their major factions have a tacit understanding that once someone among them wins the semi-holy medicine, they will have to withdraw from the competition next time if there is another semi-holy medicine.

In this way, several companies can basically harvest a semi-holy medicine in the end, and their wishful thinking is quite loud.

Yanlong Sect!

The group of people hanging far behind Lin Yun looked surprised and stepped back slightly.

This is a very scary sect, not inferior to the Qinglei Sect. They have an extremely ancient inheritance. It is said that the sect supports a fire dragon that has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years!

"Yanlong Sect?"

Lin Yun muttered softly.

"Yes, it's the Yanlong Sect..." The young man in black looked happy when he saw this.

"I don't know."

Lin Yun stepped forward, eight hundred purple and gold dragon patterns gathered in his palm, and punched it out. The young man in black spat out blood and shattered it on the spot, leaving no intact body.

All the surrounding Xingjun were startled, and after waking up, they quickly dispersed.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held the dragon stele in his hand.

He took out the spiritual imprint from it, left his own imprint, looked at it, and was suddenly shocked.

In the center of the stone tablet, there is a drop of dragon's true blood, which is surging with extremely violent aura, and the blood is surrounded by a vast sea of ​​fire.

Lin Yun continued to look, becoming more and more frightened. The core sacred pattern of this secret treasure was imprinted in the dragon's true blood and perfectly blended with it, exuding a taboo-like aura.

"The owner of this drop of dragon's true blood is probably extremely powerful."

Lin Yun was shocked when he saw it. This dragon was probably from the Holy Realm, and not an ordinary Holy Realm. It might be the Great Sage of the Dragon Dragon.

No wonder this guy can block a few of my palms without dying. It turns out it's all because of this stone tablet.

"Am I too surprised? Or am I too ignorant..."

Lin Yun murmured in his heart that he could kill someone randomly and get such a terrifying holy weapon.

Could it be that the Yanlong Sect’s background is really so amazing?

As long as this young man in black can exert one-third of the power of this sacred weapon, it will be extremely difficult for Lin Yun to kill him.

No matter, it belongs to me, Lin Yun, anyway.

Lin Yun held the dragon stele in his hand, his whole body glowing with lightning, and he continued to walk forward. He had already vaguely seen the glow of the blood dragon fruit.

The young man in black died suddenly. He didn't wake up suddenly until Lin Yun was far away.

"Pei Chen is dead!"

"Oh my god, why did this guy die so quickly? Didn't his senior brother give him the Holy Dragon Monument..."

"This is bad, Ximen Fei is going to go berserk!"
Chapter completed!