"I was injured."

On the ninth floor of the treasure palace, the two men almost forced him to a desperate situation. Fortunately, he had refined a Qiankun Yinyang Pill in advance.

Let the cultivation level be promoted to the ninth level of Xuanwu, otherwise it would be really hard to say.

Facing Elder Luo's question, Lin Yun did not evade. He believed that the sect's fault was his.

The faces of Luo Feng and the elder behind him changed slightly, and deep surprise flashed in their eyes.

"Bai Yue of the Demon Flame Sect was also defeated by you?"

"Um."

"You killed the three core disciples of Hunyuan Sect, Zhang Yan, Zhao Quan, and Xiao Ming?"

"Kill them as soon as you see them."

hiss!

Lin Yun's straightforward words made everyone take a breath of air, and their eyes as they looked at him quietly changed slightly.

Lin Yun answered so many surprising things so casually.

After a long time, Luo Feng smiled bitterly and said: "I finally know why the Pavilion Master named you to enter the Magic Lotus Secret Realm..."

At this moment, he felt happy and worried at the same time.

Fortunately, Lin Yun has grown so fast. In three years' time, he will definitely shine in the Dragon Gate Competition. No one can stop him and he will be known as the winning young master.

Even if I dare to think a little more, I may not have a chance to give it a try in the Dragon Gate competition at the end of the year.

What worries me is that I have offended so many sects, especially those evil cultivators who are wandering outside the empire, and I am afraid it will be difficult to do good.

Right now, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is attracting all the attention and is at the forefront of the storm.

If something really happened, other sects might not be able to help.

"Lin Yun, have all the core disciples of my sect died in your hands?"

At this moment, a group of elders and disciples from the Hunyuan Sect, led by Wen Yanbo, rushed over aggressively.

Wen Yanbo was filled with anger.

The three core disciples all fell into the Demon Lotus Secret Realm, and they all died at the hands of Lin Yun.

For the Hunyuan Sect, not only did they suffer heavy losses, but they also lost face.

He was already furious. When he saw Lin Yun appear, he immediately came to charge him.

"My Blood and Bone Sect, Mu Xiuhan, was blocked from the palace by the disciples of your sect. I also want to ask for advice. Why is your sect so unkind to my Blood and Bone Sect?"

A group of people from the Blood and Bone Sect surrounded Mu Xiuhan with a gloomy face and walked over step by step.

"We, the Demon Flame Sect, are not easy to mess with. Lin Yun, do you dare to admit that you injured Bai Yue and took away a Qiankun Yin Yang Pill from him?"

Another group of people, filled with evil spirits, approached the Jiange camp.

In an instant, people from the three major sects arrived in great numbers and blocked the Jiange camp.

In the Nirvana Wasteland, the other sects were all in an uproar.

But the look in his eyes didn't reveal much surprise.

No matter how many reasons there are, they are just two words, profit. If Jiange steps back and spits out some treasures, the seemingly dangerous situation will be solved soon.

But if you don't give in, a big battle will inevitably happen.

After all, in the world of warriors, strength speaks for itself, and the weak eat the strong. This has been the case since ancient times.

"The people from Qijue Fort are also moving!"

The scene of the three major sects calling out troops at the same time was shocking enough, but they didn't expect that another one would take action.

No one in Qijue Fort said a word, but their faces were uglier than anyone else's.

Lin Yun had robbed Jing Jue's entire storage bag, and there was even an ancient weapon in it.

Luo Feng sighed in his heart, what was supposed to come finally came.
Chapter completed!