Chapter 1787

Seeing that his identity was exposed, Mei Zihua was still burying her constantly, and Lin Yun was not panicked.

He made seals casually, and the Turtle God Transformation quietly displayed, and returned to the appearance of Lin Xiao, the top leader of Langya.

Gu Jun saw it in his eyes and suddenly realized that this was a method in the Xuanwu Holy Book.

It seems to be related to the eight or nine mysterious skills, and the turtle god transformation in the eight or nine seventy or two changes, but this kind of secret technique has long been lost.

Not to mention outsiders, even the Xuanwu clan who is still overseas now seems to be unaware of it as far as he knows.

No wonder this kid was able to hide from Yuan Tian Baojing that day. It turned out that he had such a way, but... he was so brave.

No matter what Gu Jun thought, Mei Zihua rubbed her eyes hard and said in disbelief: "Did I read it wrong just now?"

"You read that right." Lin Yun didn't want to lie to him.

Although Lin Yun didn't know why he followed him during this period, he was not only interested in adding drama to himself at critical moments.

My nature is still trustworthy and I won’t be cheated on this.

It doesn't matter if you really believe it. There are too many people in the world who say he is a flower burial boy, and Feng Yuanjun even launched the Demon Feather Order.

But how many people believe it?

"You are really a burial flower boy, the ninth day of the road to heaven is the top of the ninth day, the star king and the divine pill list?"

"It's me."

"The ancient battlefield, the dragon vein kills the Holy Lord?"

"It's me..."

"Langya list first? Dragon list first?"

"It's me too."

After a conversation, Mei Zihua was shocked and smiled bitterly for a long time, saying, "I was wrong just now. It was not the first in the two lists, but now it is a real first in the two lists. Coupled with such a record outside the ancient battlefield, in this way, you are no less than your senior brother Jian Jingtian."

Lin Yun had a deep gaze and stared at the other party, not knowing what Mei Zihua meant.

After hearing what he said, Lin Yun felt a little moved.

Before he knew it, the man who was forced to hide in the lower realm of the Fuyun Sword Sect was now quietly famous in the Eastern Wilderness.

Not to mention the Eastern Wilderness, I am afraid that in the entire Kunlun, there are few people who don’t know the name of the Burial Flower Prince.

"So what?" Lin Yun said.

Mei Zihua was a little stunned and then smiled and said, "Brother Lin is afraid that I will report it? Then you underestimate me. I admire the heroes most in my life. Brother Lin is in the ancient battlefield. In order to save his master, he will never hesitate to fight to death with his master, but it has already shocked all directions."

"To be honest, Mei has long wanted to make friends. I came to Xuanwu Ruins with you on this trip, and there is something else I need to help you. If you are the burial flower boy, it would be the best."

Although he said this, he was actually just barely calming down, and waves had already appeared deep in his heart.

Everyone thought that the Burial Flower Prince was dead or hiding in a hidden place, and it might not be possible to be born in ten or a hundred years.

But who would have thought that Lin Xiao was really a burial flower damn man, and no one believed him if he said this.

He left the ancient battlefield for only about a year and caused such a big storm, directly trampling all the top ten dragons under his feet.

If these people learned the truth, I'm afraid none of them would be able to accept it.

Even he is really hard to accept.

But no matter what, he really has no malice towards Lin Yun at the moment. Not to mention that the other party in Xuanwu Ruinshai saved him many times, he also gave him a glass of Demigod wine.

Even at the Langya Festival, if he knows Lin Yun’s identity, he will probably still help the other party.

"I believe in you."

Lin Yun hadn't been entangled in this matter for too long, and looked at Gu Jun and smiled, "Has healed? It seems that the demigod wine is indeed extraordinary."

The other party helped him refine the Xuan Lei treasure chain with his blood.

If his injury did not recover, Lin Yun would feel a little guilty. Seeing his injury recovered, a smile naturally appeared on his face.

"It's okay. But when it comes to the harvest of this trip, you kid are bigger than the three of us, right?"

Gu Jun asked with a smile, squinted his eyes.

If Lin Yun was able to come out alive, he must have successfully overcome the thunder tribulation and reached the tenth level of the legendary extreme dragon vein.

This kind of gain alone is much greater than his breakthrough to the semi-saint.

The holy realm is hard to say.

But as long as you can endure the semi-saint realm, you can still break through in ten or a hundred years.

In such a huge Kunlun, there are countless semi-saints, and those who may reach the tenth level of the dragon vein are really rare.

Lin Yun smiled and did not answer.

He gained tremendously, and his strength is now beyond ordinary people's understanding.

The peak of the sword intent of the sky is perfect, the will of the Canglong reaches the sixth level, the dragon vein is 30,000 feet long, and its cultivation is at the extreme level of the dragon vein.

Besides, the body is even more powerful.

The Nine Thunder Holy Fire reshaped the body, and both dragon patterns reached 180,000. If necessary, the Canglong Divine Body can be condensed briefly.

If the external objects were counted and said one by one, the three of them would definitely be scared.

"No, Wan Scale Armor, it's ready."

Gu Jun took the Ten Thousand Scale Armors that the Holy Seal had driven out, and handed it to Lin Yun with both hands.

"It's really done."

Lin Yun's eyes were filled with excitement. He had been coveting the Ten Thousand Scale Armor for a long time.

When Feng Yuanjun was wearing this ten thousand-scale armor, he was as arrogant as he was. Even the Burial Flower Sword would not really hurt him.

If he hadn't had a supreme holy weapon, he might have had a gutter capsized that day.

"Do you underestimate me?"

Gu Jun’s sturdy Tao.

Lin Yun smiled and said, "Elder Gu is joking. I will refine this thing first, and then leave here quickly."

An Liuyan nodded and said, "It's indeed going to leave. The young master doesn't know that many abnormal movements have occurred during this period of time. The temple seems to be in danger of collapse. Elder Gu speculated that the two big figures in the Thunder Secret Realm may have fought very hard!"

Gu Jun said seriously: "That's true. Everyone else has gone almost. After all, the Xuanwu Ruins Sea is a forbidden area. It is better to leave early if you can go."

"I know."

Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and then he began to refine the Ten Thousand Scale Armor.

Without the obstruction of that holy seal, Lin Yun himself is the Canglong Holy Body, and the Azure Dragon Divine Bone in his body is still there.

Such a treasure of the dragon clan is naturally very close to him.

After refining this object, Lin Yun was really star-shaped all over his body, including the Burial Flower Sword, Ten Thousand Scale Armor, the Xuan Lei Treasure Chain, and the Thunder Sound Demon-Subduing Bead.

Even ordinary saintly powerful people may not be as luxurious as him.

Of course, the powerful people in the holy realm usually have their own secret treasures, which are nourished by the holy essence and blood and energy for a hundred years, far exceeding the ordinary stars.

...

Xuanwu Ruins overseas.

Although most of the people are almost retreating from the Xuanthunder Palace, there are still a large number of people gathering overseas in the Xuanwu Ruins.

The forces of all parties converged and had not dispersed for a full half month.

The reason why they stayed here was naturally quite clear, and they were all waiting for Lin Yun to appear.

In the Xuanthunder Treasure Library, Lin Yun alone enjoyed almost 70% of the treasures.

The most dazzling treasure among them, the purple gold dragon crown, was also taken away by him. The major holy places and many evil cultivators on the blacklist were all lost.

In the Xuanlei Palace, Lin Yun has a purple gold dragon crown in his hand. He can kill gods and Buddhas, but no one dares to stop his sharpness.

Those who have obstacles are stubborn, such as Emperor Mingzong Yuwen Qi, who was killed mercilessly by Lin Yun.

But when we arrived at this Xuanwu Ruins Sea, each family had no worries.

There are strong people in each holy land. Those who have their cultivation level blocked and have their cultivation level can only sacrifice their peak strength in the Xuanwu Ruins Sea.

But after leaving this Xuanwu Ruins Sea, bans and other things naturally no longer exist.

They were not able to see their true strength in Xuanwu Ruins Sea, but after going out, the evil cultivators on the blacklist were terrified to find that many of them were at the peak of life and death.

But after thinking about it, it is the six holy places after all, and its foundation is more scary than the other.

Even if Yan Chihuo and others are not disciples of the Holy Creation, they will have the opportunity to grow up in the future. It is not too surprising that the Holy Land will send deacons at the peak of Nirvana to press the formation.

For the holy land, it is quite easy to send a semi-saint.

But this Xuanwu Ruins Sea is too strange after all, and the higher the cultivation level, the greater the shackles.

All semi-saints have the opportunity to become saints. If they lose in this Xuanwu Ruins Sea, even the holy land must be considered.
To be continued...