I thought I had made a huge mistake, and my anger was extremely terrible.

"Let me remind you, after all, the Kuji Mountain Range is so big, even if you are determined to look for them, you may not be able to find them." Mu Xueqin smiled, looked at Lin Yun and said: "It can't be such a coincidence, they are also looking for the Tianxuan Turtle.

?I will

I won’t disturb you anymore and I’ll take my leave.”

Mu Xueqin came and went in a hurry, conveyed the news to Lin Yun and left.

Lin Yun pondered in his heart, the evil spirit and the Xuanwu divine blood happened to be in the Kuji Mountains, which was quite convenient when he thought about it.

To be precise, the divine blood of Xuanwu descendants cannot be called divine blood.

The divine blood of the descendants of divine beasts is extremely thin. Even if it is condensed, it is still far from the blood of the real divine beasts.

It would be more accurate to call it Xuanwu Holy Blood, as it is just like the True Dragon Holy Liquid, and it is not refined from the blood of the True Dragon.

After taking a short rest, Lin Yun went out two days later.

Lin Yun had come to the Kuji Mountains too many times, and he was familiar with the road, and soon arrived at the lair of the magic pattern tiger.

"Not here? Nothing will happen to this guy, right?"

Lin Yun released his sword intention and did not notice the aura of the magic pattern tiger.

The probability of something happening to a monster beast is still very high. Anyway, in this Kuji Mountains, every day, disciples die at the mouths of monster beasts, and some monster beasts die at the hands of sect disciples.

Although the magic-patterned tiger is a king monster, it is not invincible. There are still many people who care about its tiger bones.

"Huhu."

The little thief cat squatted on Lin Yun's shoulder, sniffed a few times with his nose, and pointed with his paw.

"Let's go and have a look."

Lin Yun thought for a while, spread out his body skills, and walked in the direction pointed by the little thieving cat.

Half an hour later, Lin Yun stood on the treetops and looked towards the open area ahead. The terrain there was flat and vast, and a man and a tiger were fighting fiercely. There were people watching with smiles on their faces.

It's the magic pattern tiger!

At this moment, it has transformed into a human form with a tiger head, holding a holy sword in its hand, and uses the mountain and river sword skills to create a powerful tiger.

If he were an ordinary opponent, he would probably have been hacked to death by it.

But the man in black who fought with it had a relaxed look on his face, and he didn't use all his strength at all.

Lin Yun took a casual look and saw that this man was already in the late stage of the third level of Dragon Vein in terms of cultivation alone, reaching the point where his energy and blood were as deep as abyss!

The sound of majestic blood energy was like the resurrection of an ancient savage beast. The magic pattern tiger's blood energy was not enough in front of him.

That man is a swordsman. He hasn't drawn his sword yet. Once he draws his sword, the magic pattern tiger will be defeated instantly.

Phew!

Just as Lin Yun was thinking in his mind, a flash of sword light bloomed like a star, and with a surge of cold light, he slashed away the magic patterned tiger.

The magic-patterned tiger collapsed to the ground, wailing incessantly.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun fell from the treetop. He had no choice. If he continued to watch the show, his cerebellar ax would be hammered to death.

When the magic pattern tiger heard the sound, he raised his head and saw Lin Yun. His eyes immediately showed joy, and he quickly crawled over and said, "Master Xiao Lin, save me!"

"Brother, can you give me some face and spare the life of this demon-patterned tiger?"

Lin Yun ignored the Cerebellar Ax, looked at the man in black and smiled.

"Tsk tsk, that's interesting. What if I don't give it to you?" The man in black felt extremely surprised. He had never seen anyone befriend a monster before, and he laughed strangely.

His companion's expression was also quite playful, as if he were watching a show, and he just felt that Lin Yun was here to fight for the bones of the Tiger King.

But how could a person who had just entered the dragon vein be so bold?

Looking for death?

After discovering the clothes on Lin Yun's body, he suddenly realized that he was a disciple of the Sword Sect!

"As the saying goes, when you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner, let alone a tiger. You can negotiate any terms you want." Lin Yun said.

"Haha, are you the owner of the tiger?"

The man in black grinned, as if he had heard some big joke.

"I'm not, it is."

Lin Yun pointed to the little thief cat on his shoulder, with a smile on his face and a relaxed expression, and said: "I have a good temper, but I am a cat you can't mess with."

The man in black was immediately stunned, his cheeks twitched, and his expression turned cold.
Chapter completed!