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Chapter 1918: Lingering Soul(2/2)

The three divine generals of Wind, Fire and Thunder all died in his hands.

But that was also a matter of burying the playboy, and had nothing to do with Ye Qingtian.

"Have you forgotten the Holy Maiden of Tianyin? This woman is probably related to the Blood Moon Cult."

Little Bingfeng's voice came from the Ziyuan Secret Realm, which reminded Lin Yun.

"Ye Qingtian, tell me, what are you going to do in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tombs? You don't really want to find Udumbara flowers." The purple-clothed venerable said with a smile.

She smiled so seductively that all the men present were entranced and wished they could kneel down in front of her.

"Ye Qingtian goes to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tombs. What does it have to do with you, a demon sect witch? Get away!"

Before Lin Yun could speak, Bai Qingyu stared at the purple-clothed venerable and said without any politeness.

"Haha, Ye Qingtian, you don't like this little girl's movie, do you? You take your sister to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tombs, and she will teach you some fun things. This girl's movie will definitely not be good." The purple-clothed venerable smiled charmingly and threw it at Lin Yun.

A wink.

Bai Qingyu gritted his teeth angrily, and immediately wanted to rush over with his sword and stab the woman's eyes out.

"No trouble in the tree tavern!"

Shopkeeper Wu of the Treehouse Tavern finally showed up at this moment.

There are three religions and nine schools gathered here, and conflicts are almost inevitable. Generally, if there is no major incident, the shopkeeper will rarely come forward.

But now one is a saint from the Tiandao Sect and the other is the purple-clothed venerable from the Blood Moon Demon Sect. Shopkeeper Wu, who was hiding behind the scenes, finally showed up.

He has a semi-sage cultivation level, so he doesn't have much fear towards the Purple-clothed Venerable and Lin Yun, but he only worries about the people behind them.

"Those who want to go to the God Burial Mountains should stay, buy Blood Flame Crystals from me, and leave at dawn. If you don't want to go, get out of here now." Shopkeeper Wu looked around at everyone and said coldly.

The purple-clothed venerable's eyes wandered, as if he was calculating some gains and losses, but in the end he just smiled and did not target Lin Yun.

If you want to pass through the space gap in the God Burial Mountains, you must hold the Blood Flame Crystal and wait for the space fluctuations to stabilize.

Blood Flame Crystals are very magical. Even the Holy Land doesn't have many of them, but the Treehouse Tavern has quite a few.

There are many treehouse taverns in the God Burial Forest. Little is known in the Eastern Wasteland about the force behind these taverns.

Lin Yun and Bai Qingyu each bought a Blood Flame Crystal, and Bai Qingyu rushed to check out and bought him the corresponding Nirvana Pill.

Lin Yun noticed that the Nirvana Pill she took out was of high quality, with almost no impurities.

It is smooth and round, and the surface of the elixir has extremely beautiful lines. It is not ordinary at first glance.

When Shopkeeper Wu saw this, his eyes lit up and he looked extremely happy and beaming.

Lin Yun naturally knew why he was smiling so happily.

One Nirvana Pill provided by Bai Qingyu was worth dozens of others, but she still gave him the same amount.

"Ye Qingtian, do you like drinking?" Bai Qingyu suddenly asked.

"This is the dragon wine my grandpa gave me. It's called Burning Heart. I'll just... give it to you."

She pretended to pass it to Lin Yun casually, and stuffed it directly over him regardless of whether he refused.

In fact, she wanted to thank Lin Yun for saving her life and getting rid of the poisonous blood of the ghost dragon.

But she was used to being proud, so if she was asked to take the initiative to thank Lin Yun, she would not be able to do it even if she was beaten to death.

The dragon clan's fine wine is naturally extremely precious to others, especially the famous Fen Xin.

It was okay for Lin Yun, he accepted it casually without any politeness.

After daybreak, the group of people took the Blood Flame Crystal and began to rush towards the Burial God Mountain Range.

They came to the foot of the mountain, and a huge cave appeared in front of them. The cave was cold and mysterious.

When Lin Yun turned around, she saw the smiling Venerable in Purple Clothes and the nine Blood God Generals following her.

Then he saw a group of people, led by three people he was very familiar with, Xiao Jingyan, Ye Qinghong, and Zhang Kui from Tianyin Palace.

Behind them are a large number of masters, each of whom has an extremely condensed aura. I am afraid that all of them are ruthless people who have reached the peak of Nirvana.

The ghosts of each one were still there, and they actually chased them out from the Tiandao Sect, and even used the family's power.

The families behind them are all holy ancient families, and they can use a large number of masters at any time.

Several people looked at Lin Yun with unkind eyes, and when they saw him turning back, they all laughed "friendly".
Chapter completed!
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