Master Tianshu of Jueying Temple also got rid of the silver-eyed demon spirit blocking the way.

He is proficient in the Sacred Way of the Sun, masters the domain of the sun, and his will of the sun has reached the eighth level.

Relying on the holy way of the sun that defied the heaven to the extreme, he forcibly burned the silver-eyed demon spirit to ashes.

But those magic patterns did not burn out, and turned into strange blood in a pile of ashes, seeping into the ground, and then disappeared.

Master Tianshu saw this scene, his face showed a look of surprise, and said: "Is it so difficult? This is the magic pattern formation branded with divine blood. Shangguan Jue, you and Bai Zhanli stay, and the other disciples should leave."

He quickly issued an order to dismiss the other people in Jueying Temple, leaving only Shangguan Jue and Bai Zhanli as support.

"Senior brother, do you think Lin Yun will be able to deal with this silver-eyed demon spirit when the sword intention fails?"

Shangguan Jue said.

Bai Zhanli also looked over curiously. "The silver-eyed demon spirit shouldn't be able to trap him, but if he wants to deal with the silver-eyed demon spirit, there is no way. This level is his nemesis."

Mr. Tianshu said confidently.

Lin Yun's swordsmanship talent, looking at the entire Tianhuang Mountain, even Jiang Ziyao is half a step behind that guy.

But it happened that this silver-eyed demonic spirit made the sword's intention immediately ineffective.

At this level, it would be difficult for him not to die.

"He doesn't have to think about his quota for the Heavenly Feast. He only needs to think about how to save his life. Now this Youlin Mountain Range is the hunting ground for the extraordinary geniuses like us!"

Mr. Tianshu grinned, looking arrogant and arrogant.

The Youlin Mountains are very dangerous, but the more dangerous it is, the greater the opportunities are. He enjoys this feeling very much.

Especially when I think that that annoying guy will be eliminated in this level, I feel even more happy.

Mr. Tianshu's words are half right.

Qin Yun from the Dao Sect, Tuo Bahong from the ancient beast Tuo Bahong, Mu Qianxue from the Emerald Villa, Can Jue from the Blood Prison Gate...these peerless monsters who do not need to pass the first two levels have shown their own charm.

In the eyes of others, the silver-eyed demon spirits were almost desperate, but they were dealt with in various ways in their hands.

In the Three Thousand Worlds, all the heroes are rising together.

At present, the Youlin Mountains have indeed become a stage for the most talented people, and all the weak have withdrawn.

He was indeed right about this half, but about Lin Yun's half, he was indeed quite wrong.

At the same time, the dojo at the top of Tianhuang Mountain.

Figures of people flickered one after another, and the faces of many monks who had returned from the Youlin Mountains were full of lingering fear.

"It's so terrifying. The silver-eyed demon spirit is almost invincible."

"This is a level where you really have to risk your life."

"I saw Gongsunlou, who was ranked in the top eighty-six on the deposed dragon list, and he died miserably before he could crush the token."

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The dojo was noisy, and everyone looked unhappy.

Aojue and Xiongtiannan appeared in the dojo, and after their feet touched the ground, their hearts stabilized.

Sensing the surrounding atmosphere, the two looked at each other, both worried about Lin Yun.

After most of the monks came back, everyone began to calculate who was still in the Youlin Mountains who had not returned.

At this moment, Lord Xuankong flicked his fingers.

boom!

A curtain of light appeared in mid-air, and many scenes in the Youlin Mountains continued to flicker in the curtain of light.

"Master Tianshu is still here, he is indeed a ruthless person!"

"Tuoba Hong is here, Xiaoyue Tianlang is so strong."

"Jiang Ziyao is here too!"

"Daozong Qin Yun is also here!"

In the flickering light screen, images of monks emerged one by one, allowing everyone to see what a true peerless genius is.

Seeing the grace of these geniuses, the atmosphere in the dojo was finally not so dull.

"The quota for the Heavenly Feast should be chosen from among these people. We are still far behind..."

Many monks were amazed.

Aojue and Xiongtian were very anxious. They did not see Lin Yun inside. Logically speaking, Lin Yun should be there.

But there was nothing they could do, the picture in the light curtain kept flickering, and they couldn't control it.

Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamation from the dojo.

However, within the light curtain, a picture of a swordsman in blue appeared, it was Lin Yun, the beautician.

"The buried beauties are here too!"

"He also defeated the silver-eyed demon spirit. Isn't this incredible?"

"If I remember correctly, sword intent is of little use against silver-eyed demons."

The monks in the dojo looked extremely shocked. They thought Lin Yun had returned a long time ago.

The stage no longer belongs to him.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yun was among them.

In the Youlin Mountains, Lin Yun frowned slightly. He felt that some eyes were peering at him from outside the boundary, and he couldn't help but raise his head and look over.

"Can you sense this? It's interesting..."
Chapter completed!