Chapter 1,494

"Congratulations to Yaoguang Sword Master!"

The many demon sect bosses who were kneeling on the ground all raised their heads and spoke in fear.

The sword master is old, but his blood is still fresh and his pride remains.

As long as he is around, no one can bully his Yaoguang disciples. His words make people feel powerful.

The sword master will not care about the fight between juniors.

But if someone disregards their integrity and wants to bully his disciples at the risk of life and death, then he is seeking death!

Even if you are a half-saint of Netherworld Palace, there is no exception.

In anger, kill someone!

Just one glance and they were annihilated by ashes. This is the strength of the three great swordsmen of the Eastern Wasteland.

Swish, swish, swish!

Tianxing Pavilion Chang Cheng's forehead was dripping with sweat, and he kept wiping it with his hands. He felt as if he was exhausted.

Extremely scared!

What is the great terror? This is the great terror!

Half Saint, this is half Saint.

He has already stepped into semi-saint status. No wonder Qiu Zhen is so rampant, but so what?

When he met Yao Guang, one look could kill him.

If the Sword Master goes to Nether Palace, there will definitely be rivers of blood, and a shocking battle will inevitably occur.

Chang Cheng shudders when he thinks about it. In this battle, a saint might fall!

He is extremely lucky now that he did not take action against Lin Yun. The foundation of Netherworld Palace is deeper than that of Tianxing Pavilion. If Tianxing Pavilion encounters this calamity, its vitality will be severely damaged, and no one knows how many people will die.

"Go, go, go!"

Chang Cheng and several other elders from the realm of life and death looked at each other, and they all saw the same look in their eyes, and they didn't want to stay here anymore.

Although this trip has resulted in heavy losses, the senior officials of Tianxing Pavilion will not blame them.

Whoops!

After a while, almost all the people from the major demon sects left.

The huge sea of ​​meteorites became extremely empty. It was hard to imagine that there had been fierce battles here just now.

"Master..."

Lin Yun murmured to himself, with a lot of self-blame in his eyes.

The trouble was really big this time. Master's clone descended from a dragon's bones. If his life span was lost... the consequences would be unimaginable.

But it has happened, and there is no point in regretting it.

As long as you keep these kindnesses firmly in mind and practice hard in the future to repay the Sword Sect, you can one day become a strong man like Master.

"Is this the Yaoguang Sword Saint?"

Xiao Yun scratched his head and exclaimed: "A clone can be so powerful, I have never heard of it before."

"You don't even know Yaoguang Sword Master?"

An Liuyan glanced at it and said in surprise: "Back then, there was a Holy Land that wanted to take over the Eastern Wasteland. Senior Yaoguang blocked a Holy Land by himself and slaughtered ten Holy Lords with one sword. From then on, there were three major Holy Lands in the Eastern Wasteland.

You haven’t even heard of the legend of the Sword Master.”

"No."

Xiao Yun shook his head and sighed in his heart.

There are such powerful people outside the eight tribes. It seems that the great age is really coming, and my tribe may be born soon.

"Brother Yun, this career is all thanks to you."

Xiao Yun looked at Lin Yun and said with a smile: "I will tell Brother Xiao Fan, he will definitely be happy to know your news."

Xiao Fan, that white-haired swordsman?

Lin Yun's eyes lit up. He was very impressed by the white-haired swordsman. He said he owed him a favor.

"Won't you come with us?"

Lin Yun retracted his thoughts and asked.

"Hehe, it can't be done."

Xiao Yun looked at it

He looked at An Liuyan, then at Lin Yun, and smiled strangely.

When An Liuyan saw him like this, his face turned slightly red. He felt that the other person's eyes were quite meaningful, and said coquettishly: "What are you looking at!"

"Hahaha, don't look at it."

Xiao Yun laughed a few times and said goodbye.

"Say hello to Xiao Fan for me. My sword is very much looking forward to fighting him again." Lin Yun said softly.

"Definitely!"

Xiao Yun laughed a few times and said happily.

After Xiao Yun left, Lin Yun turned his hand and took out the White Dragon Divine Bone from the storage bracelet.

"Take it."

"I don't want it...you risked it." An Liuyan shook his head.

Lin Yun smiled: "I'm just keeping it for you temporarily, not to mention...are you sure you want to separate it so clearly?"

An Liuyan immediately dared not look directly into his eyes, and took it over with some embarrassment, saying: "I can't take your things for free. Whatever you say you want, I can give you whatever I have!"

Lin Yun thought for a while and said, he didn't seem to need much.

He has gained a lot from his trip to the Broken Dragon Star Realm, and his cultivation has progressed too quickly, so he will definitely need to practice quietly in a short period of time.

"I have nothing..."

"Pig head! Shut up!" Xiao Bingfeng puffed her face in the purple kite sword box and said: "True Dragon Holy Liquid, True Dragon Holy Liquid! You scumbag, have you forgotten this emperor! If you have a new love, you won't remember it.

Has this emperor made his promise?"

Lin Yun quickly stopped, paused and said, "I don't need anything special. If I have to say something, it might be the True Dragon Holy Liquid."

"True Dragon Holy Liquid, this is easy to handle, how much does it cost? The slave family can definitely help you get it!" An Liuyan said softly with his beautiful eyes flowing.

"One hundred thousand catties, one hundred thousand catties, one hundred thousand catties!"

Little Bingfeng shouted excitedly from the Purple Kite Sword Box.

Lin Yun vomited blood. This girl really dared to say that ten thousand kilograms was an astronomical figure.

"Twenty thousand catties, can you do it? I can exchange it for the holy fruit!" Lin Yun thought for a while and said.

"Twenty thousand kilograms is indeed a big figure, but it still can't compare to the value of the White Dragon Divine Bones. I'll find a way to get you fifty thousand true dragon holy liquid! But you can keep the holy fruit for yourself. You just said you have it.

Is it necessary to make the distinction so clearly?" An Liuyan glanced at him complainingly, with an aura of his own.

"Well, thank you in advance."

A look of surprise flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. Fifty thousand kilograms of True Dragon Holy Liquid was really a big deal.

"Hey, this girl is a bit pleasing to my eyes." Xiao Bingfeng squinted her eyes and laughed softly in the purple kite sword box.

An Liuyan saw that Lin Yun didn't look too happy and said, "Why, are you still worried about your master?"

Lin Yun nodded, his master wanted to stand up for him during this trip.

However, as the leader of the six demon sects in the Eastern Wasteland, Nether Palace has a much stronger foundation than the Sword Sect, so it is hard not to worry about this trip.

"The worst result is that one of the clones will be destroyed. Senior Sword Master will be fine."

An Liuyan comforted Lin Yun.

"It's different."

Lin Yun looked solemnly and said softly: "Let's go too."

Seven days later.

Huangshui City is the largest city in the ancient region.

It was noon at this moment, the sun was scorching like fire, Lin Yun and An Liuyan appeared in the Tianding Tower of Huangshui City.

Fifty thousand kilograms of True Dragon Holy Liquid is a very terrifying amount. It cannot be taken out from the Tianding Tower in Qingxuan City, so An Liuyan can only come to Huangshui City to find a way.

"Tianding Tower, can you still return to Tianxing Pavilion?"

Lin Yun looked at the signboard of Tianding Tower and said softly.
To be continued...