Blood Cloud Gate?

Lin Yun's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the words of the young master of Mingguang Pavilion before the seal was opened.

The other party did not fully point out, but also vaguely stated, Blood Cloud Gate and Mingguang Pavilion. These two major sects came with high-grade profound tools for treasures!

Treasures are secret treasures that completely surpass one level of profound tools, and their power is extremely terrifying.

It is a secret treasure that can make the strong Xuanwu realm feel deeply jealous.

Could it be that... the Blood Cloud Gate has the same purpose as mine?

Once in Yan Tianrui's few words, Lin Yun could also infer that this sect had explored many times the inheritance of Ziyuan Sword Saint.

The understanding of it is far beyond that of outsiders.

"Where is the sword pavilion?"

"It's almost seven or eighty miles to the north, but I can't guarantee that the ban has been restored now..."

Seeing that Lin Yun's expression became solemn, the big man in yellow said tremblingly.

Will the ban be reinstated?

Lin Yun was thoughtful, wondering if he had the strength to open the ban.

"Young Master Lin, can you let me go?"

Pfft!

As soon as the words fell, the short sword in Lin Yun's hand inserted into his palm without any warning, and was nailed to the ground.

"Bless yourself!"

With a light word, Lin Yun ran towards the north.

"Give me the antidote!"

The yellow-clothed man screamed in pain and roared frantically. The few people behind panicked and rushed over.

The sound of panic behind him gradually disappeared, and Lin Yun's expression was calm.

Naturally, he doesn't care about the life and death of the big man in yellow. He is only worried about whether the people from the Blood Cloud Sect will take the lead.

Two hours later.

A towering sword pavilion appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision, and the mighty sword might feel its terrifying power from miles away.

Slowly stopping, Lin Yun squinted and looked at it, pondering.

Today, in many powerful sects, there are still sword pavilions.

The sword pavilion is generally built for the elders of the sect, occupying the best position in the mountain gate, and how the interior is structured is entirely up to your preference.

In front of the sword pavilion, it should be the training place of a certain elder.

With a slight toe, a stone was picked up by him.

Lin Yun was firm and soft, and punched the stone with a punch. With a bang, the rock shot towards the sword pavilion.

boom!

After flying a full kilometer from the Jiange, the rock was crushed by Jianwei and turned into dust.

"Fortunately, Jianwei is not too strong, and the ban should not be fully restored!"

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, if the ban was completely restored, it would be a little troublesome.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the sword box behind him was trembling. Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, it was really here...

The sword pavilion chosen by the Blood Cloud Sect turned out to be the entrance to the inheritance of the Ziyuan Sword Saint.

It seems that the grievances between him and the Blood Cloud Sect cannot be resolved in a short period of time.

Go ahead.

At least he knew that the other party was in the dark. Thinking like this, Lin Yun resisted Jianwei and approached the sword pavilion step by step.

Even if the ban is not fully restored, the pressure of the sword pavilion is still extremely terrifying.

With Lin Yun's congenital four orifices, the peak of the congenital cultivation method, it took him more than half an hour.

When the door was pushed open, the sword power on his body suddenly lightened.

Looking around and taking a look, the hall is quite empty, with a stone platform erected in the middle.

There are many jade slips inlaid on the wall, all exuding terrifying sword power.

There are terrible restrictions on every jade slip, and rashly moving it will face great risks.

Besides, you can't say for sure what is in the jade slip.

Perhaps, it is just to record some sect rules, or under the flow of time, the content is incomplete.

The chance of really finding treasure is very slim.

"I don't know what the jade slip in my hand records?"

Lin Yun remembered, opened the jade slip in his hand and put it on his forehead.

Whoa!

Suddenly a huge amount of information appeared in his mind, every word was like a sharp sword light, dazzling, and the person who read it had a headache.

"The secret technique of the sect, the flick of the sword..."

After seeing only eight words clearly, Lin Yun couldn't continue reading, and quickly released the jade slip.

The majestic information was suddenly pulled out of his mind like the ebb of the sea.

"Fingering Divine Sword?"

Lin Yun's face was overjoyed, this jade slip actually recorded a secret technique, and it was also related to swords, so he made a lot of money!

Temporarily unable to cultivate, because the realm is not enough, unable to see clearly.

But as long as the jade slip is in hand, there will be opportunities to practice sooner or later, so I put it into the storage bag solemnly.

Look for the entrance first. There is no doubt that the people of Blood Cloud Sect must have entered from here.

"Only one floor?"

Lin Yun looked up, the towering dome was dotted with stars, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a river of stars above his head.

Looking back, Lin Yun frowned slightly, there should be another mystery in this place.

Immediately came to the middle of the hall, in front of the only erected stone pillar.

On the stone platform, there are quite complicated array patterns, and Lin Yun has never learned the array method, so he can't understand it.

"The Blood Cloud Sect should have come prepared... The sect must have hired a brilliant array mage in order to crack the pattern."

In the end, what he thought was a little simple, and Lin Yun showed a helpless look on his face.

He doesn't know anything about the formation, even the simplest formation pattern can't be cracked, not to mention such a complex formation on the stone platform.

No matter how unfortunate it was, Lin Yun couldn't do anything about it, and he was doing his best to get here.

boom!

But when Lin Yun's hand touched the pattern, all the purple kite patterns on the ancient sword box lit up.

The Zibing Ying Que gently flapped on the surface of the sword box, carrying Lin Yun into the air little by little.

The sky is full of stars and rivers on the dome, spinning quickly, condensing a dazzling star swirl.

Without cracking the pattern, the secret passage in the sword pavilion was actually opened for it.

Whoa!

After a while, his figure disappeared in a blink of an eye in Xingxuan.

Passing through Xingxuan, Lin Yun came to a barren secret realm.

Looking back, the star gate behind him was still unbroken, which made him a little relieved.

If you can't get out, you're in big trouble.

After calming down, Lin Yun began to carefully look at this dim space, the barren and silent land.

With an ancient long sword inserted, it stretches as far as the eye can see, and there are some dilapidated buildings and stone pillars standing in it.

"Sword Tomb!"

Lin Yun reacted, this place is a sword mound, and the inheritance of Ziyuan Sword Saint should be here.

With a glance, he was in the sword mound, and suddenly saw a corpse with blood stains.

"Someone has already come!"

Lin Yun's brows suddenly wrinkled. Sure enough, the people from the Blood Cloud Sect did successfully crack the pattern.

He suddenly thought that Yan Tianrui was going to take his sword box that day, maybe there was some deep meaning.

Even before dying, he didn't tell him everything.

This guy might know that if there is a sword box, he can pass Xingxuan without breaking the pattern.

Looking at the terrifying sword mound in front of him, Lin Yun's eyes lit up with a strong fighting spirit, but he did not intend to give up.

It's just the Blood Cloud Sect... it's not like they haven't met them before!

With a flash, Lin Yun carefully stepped onto the sword mound, with an ancient sword inserted into the ground at his feet.

I am afraid that every sword is extraordinary.

But looking at the fallen corpse, Lin Yun didn't dare to move rashly.

The corpse was dressed in the costume of Blood Cloud Sect, holding a bare sword hilt in his hand, and an ancient sword pierced through his chest and nailed it to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, and he was dead.

Lin Yun guessed in his heart that this guy must be greedy and wanted to collect an ancient sword.

Who knows, the ancient sword was broken into pieces the moment it left the ground, and he was also pierced through his chest by the long sword that flew from nowhere.

"The sword buried here may have been extraordinary in the past, but with the passage of time, it has long since lost its aura, its edge has disappeared, and it can still take shape now, and it is all maintained by a sword."

After observing the corpse, Lin Yun came to his own conclusion.

Every sword in the sword tomb cannot be taken away, let alone touched.

Walking through it cautiously, after a while, Lin Yun found something at a loss.

The inside of the sword mound is like a labyrinth, with hundreds of paths. After walking half a column of incense, it circled back to the original place.

As soon as he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, he relied on the sword box behind his back, and ran wildly without any sense.

In the sword mound filled with overwhelming momentum, Lin Yun closed his eyes and ran without any scruples.

I don't know how long ago, there was some sound in the air, Lin Yun suddenly stopped and opened his eyes.

A light appeared.

"Is it almost there?"

Looking at the stone pillar beside him, Lin Yun looked at it, suddenly jumped into the air, and crouched on the top of the towering stone pillar.

On the stone pillar, look towards the bright place in the distance.

In this endless darkness, that ray of light is very conspicuous, from a distance.

Lin Yun clicked his tongue slightly, the light came from the cloud layer that broke open above his head, and a beam of light fell, covering a sarcophagus on the ground.

"The only light in the secret realm actually shines on a sarcophagus."

I don't know how many years the sarcophagus has been placed, and it is filled with a palpitating breath, and the people watching it are a little creepy.

Lying in the coffin, will it be the Ziyuan Sword Saint?

On second thought, it seems unlikely.

If it is really the Ziyuan Sword Saint, even if all the people from the Blood Cloud Sect come, it will be a dead end.

What's more, it's just a group of teams with the highest cultivation level and only half a step into the entrance, and they don't have the guts to disturb the sleeping coffin of Sword Saint Ziyuan.

There should be someone else in the sarcophagus, maybe not at all...

rub rub!

Lin Yun jumped off the stone pillar and continued to move forward. Not long after, he finally saw the figure of Xueyunmen.

The group of people were looking hot, and they walked towards the sarcophagus step by step. Xue Tu held a bone whip and took the lead.

The two old men beside him were suffocating because of their profound cultivation. It should be no surprise that they were both half-profound experts.

In this completely dark space, coupled with the existence of the monstrous sword, it is quite easy to hide the figure.

It's just... Seeing these people approaching the sarcophagus little by little, Lin Yun couldn't do much.

With his strength, as long as he shows up, it is very dangerous.

Just when Lin Yun was at a loss, on the opposite side of the sarcophagus, he suddenly remembered the sound of hurried footsteps.

After a while, these people showed their true faces, Lin Yun's brows stretched, and his eyes lit up. "It's from Jin Yanzong!"