Sword Dao Alchemy

While Donghuang Lingyi was planning to deal with Lin Yun, there was a group of people gathering in the other direction.

These people are the Mahatma League, another large force in the Holy Martial Battlefield.

The leader of the Mahatma League is Gu Wugou of the Longshan Sect.

He is no more than two thousand years old. Like Donghuang Lingyi, he is also a rare genius.

The youngest of those false emperors around him have been practicing for more than ten thousand years.

"It seems that in the past records, Shengwu City has never looked like this."

Gu Wugou said as he looked at the increasingly terrifying power gathering in the sky above Shengwu City.

"The alliance leader is right! In the past, there was indeed no power gathered here in Shengwu City..."

"Furthermore, based on my previous experience of entering, at this time, the Holy Martial City has already opened..."

"But this time...it hasn't been turned on yet, which is strange."

An ancient pseudo-emperor next to him said respectfully.

"strangeness?"

Gu Wugou murmured, pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said: "It's good to have strange things..."

His performance made the people around him a little confused, but they all respectfully asked for instructions: "We don't understand...please explain, leader!"

"Ha! There is such a strange thing, which means we are here this time."

"You must know... Holy Martial City is definitely not the real end of the Holy Martial Battlefield."

"So, although the benefits you have received in the past are good, they are still far from the real end point..."

"And the current situation is clearly a sign that the real end has begun!"

"So, you don't have to be impatient, just wait patiently and adjust your condition to the best."

"You know... our opponents are not weak either..."

"That arrogant Tyrant will..."

"And those guys in the Yu Shen Dynasty who claim to be descendants of gods are not easy to deal with..."

"Even among these stragglers, who can guarantee that they don't have hidden masters?"

Gu Wugou looked at the practitioners in groups of three or three beside Shengwu City, and the light in his eyes became sharp.

No matter who it is, if they want to prevent him from getting the ultimate secret of the Holy Martial Battlefield, he will erase it without hesitation.

"Don't worry, Alliance Leader! We will do our best to ensure that the Alliance Leader gets the maximum benefit from this place."

All the powerful pseudo-emperors said respectfully.

As long as Gu Wujie can be the best, they can also drink a lot of soup.

Even if it is just some soup and water, it is still an amazing harvest.

"Okay! Just wait patiently."

Gu Wugou waved his hand and closed his eyes slightly, entering a mysterious state.

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In the vast wilderness, Lin Yun walked in front, and Yun Qingqing followed slowly.

This is what it looked like after coming out of Yuxin Pavilion.

Not a word was said between the two.

There are high mountains in front and canyons in the middle.

After passing through the canyon, you can see Shengwu City.

At this time, there were almost no people here.

They are all waiting under Shengwu City.

However, in the hidden place in the canyon, there are still two powerful pseudo-emperors hiding.

He is a member of the Tyrant Club.

"A man and a woman came over."

"Is that man Lin Yun?"

The two guys were overjoyed when they saw Lin Yun walking into the canyon.

"It's that kid! Keep an eye on them...I'll go back and report..."

A guy is leaving.

"How powerful can two seven-star martial saints, even half-emperors, be..."

Another guy stopped him.

"You mean... we go down and get it?"

"Of course... wouldn't the credit be greater this way..."

"Yes! You and I are going to outflank him, we can't let him run away..."

"That's the idea, they're here... let's go down."

The two powerful pseudo-emperors pounced down like evil eagles with astonishing speed.

Lin Yun and the two had just noticed that they had blocked them one after another.

"Lin Yun! Just surrender and capture him."

"Come with us to see President Donghuang!"

The powerful pseudo-emperor said very arrogantly, looking at the two of them like looking at two ants.

"President Donghuang? A member of the Batian Society?"

Lin Yun asked coldly.

"Of course... our Tyrant Society is the most powerful force in the Holy Martial Battlefield!"

"I think... you should know how to do it."

The powerful pseudo-emperor became even more arrogant.

"That's right!"

Lin Yun sneered and struck out with the sword in his hand.

The powerful pseudo-emperor who stood in front of him lost his life before he even had time to scream.

The guy behind was startled, flew upwards, and was about to escape.

Lin Yun will let him go.

The sword energy roared.

The powerful false emperor was cut in half by him and died miserably.

"So strong!"

A woman's voice appeared, and it was not Yun Qingqing speaking.

Yun Qingqing had been standing quietly. Faced with the previous oppression from the pseudo-emperor, she did not show any expression. It was obvious that she had great confidence in Lin Yun and could solve this small trouble.

The woman who spoke now had just arrived and happened to see Lin Yun beheading the false emperor.

She is a very beautiful woman.

Of course, she didn't come here alone.

Behind her was a young man and two powerful ancient pseudo-emperors.

These two false emperors looked similar to the two he had just killed.

But Lin Yun understood that if these two guys really showed their power, any one of them could kill the two pseudo-emperors of the Tyrant Society.

The real strength should be terrifying.

Of course, this beautiful woman and that young man are definitely not simple.

They are only over a thousand years old and at the level of quasi-emperors, but their strength is not weaker than these two antique pseudo-emperors.

Such a talented person must have an extraordinary background.

Seeing Lin Yun staring at them, the beautiful woman actually showed a hint of shyness.

Then he smiled sweetly and said, "My name is Yu Lanling. I wonder what my senior brother calls me?"

"Lin Yun!" Lin Yun nodded, and then asked in surprise: "Are you the princess of the divine dynasty?"

"Yes! Don't be surprised. There are too many princesses in the divine dynasty, at least hundreds of thousands. If there are more princesses, the title will be worthless." Yu Lanling said with a smile.

It is obvious that she is very good at dealing with people, and her behavior is completely different from that of common princesses.

"Lan Ling! Don't talk nonsense..."

The young man also came closer and scolded his sister unhappily.

Yu Lanling ignored him and introduced to Lin Yun: "This is my brother Yu Changqing!"

"Hello, Your Highness! Lin Yun." Lin Yun bowed slightly.

"Yu Changqing has met Senior Brother Lin!" Yu Changqing returned the salute.

"You...why are you so polite?"

Yu Lanling laughed, then looked at Lin Yun and asked, "Senior Brother Lin...can we be friends?"

She was straightforward, and her original shyness was long gone.

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