Chapter 4133 Oring Classical
The black gold light column could no longer penetrate inside.
At the top, the terrifying power gathered to form a dazzling light spot.
Then the light spot exploded.
The black gold light column was destroyed in an instant.
The terrifying power fought back.
It turned into a blazing light curtain and rushed out.
Tuoba Yu and others had no ability to resist at all.
The light curtain rushed through them and exploded them into pieces in an instant.
Even those guys who were still searching in the distance were affected and all destroyed without a trace.
The area around the seal formation became empty...
It was dead and terrifying, and the bloody breath filled it, adding a bit of horror.
Lin Yun didn't even look at it.
He rushed to the dark place in the middle.
"Stop your steps immediately..."
"Otherwise, something you can't accept will happen..."
In the darkness, a low voice appeared.
At the same time, a strange power permeated from inside and wrapped around Lin Yun.
"Hmph! He's just a God of Destruction..."
"What can you do with just some controlled remnant spirit obsession?"
Lin Yun sneered and activated the Soul Sealing Technique.
A dark hexagon appeared in front of him.
The six sides were as black as the black paper with the Soul Sealing Technique he saw at the beginning.
Nothing could be seen on it.
Only Lin Yun could feel the mysterious runes.
The dark hexagon rushed into the darkness.
"Ah...what the hell is this?"
"Why is there such a thing in the world..."
"My power...my power is sealed..."
In the darkness, there was a terrified cry.
Soon, the sound disappeared.
In the darkness, there was also a dead silence and nothingness.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed inside.
He grabbed a small cube with a side length of less than an inch.
"Oling Classics!"
"It turned out to be the ancient classics of the Oling clan."
"I can study it carefully and find their weaknesses..."
Lin Yun thought to himself, took out the small cube, and held it in his palm.
There is also the remains of the God King Oga.
For the Orling Clan, it is indeed a big treasure.
Lin Yun did not take it.
"Yiwu!"
"Go in quickly, don't pick up those garbage..."
Lin Yun called out.
"Brother! Is there any danger in there?"
Yiwu was still very careful.
"Don't worry! I have solved them all, just take them, and if you can't take them... leave them in there, they are of no use to me."
Lin Yun warned.
"Thank you, brother!"
Yiwu rushed into the darkness.
Devouring the extremely precious remains for it.
With these, as long as nothing unexpected happens, it will be able to touch the threshold of the God King in the future.
As for going in or wandering at the door, it depends on its luck.
However, before it knew it, Lin Yun's hidden seal of the Soul Sealing Technique was also silently imprinted into its core.
Yiwu spent several days taking the treasures in the darkness until it could no longer take them, and then came out.
During this time, Lin Yun also learned many secrets of the Oring tribe from the Oring Classics.
Then, Lin Yun took Yi Wu out of the seal formation.
There was still a dead silence outside, and no one came here anymore.
Lin Yun just walked out.
The seal formation also disappeared, hiding everything.
Suddenly, a sneer sounded from the darkness.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind!"
"I want to thank you... for getting the treasure for me and solving all the obstacles for me."
"Everything here is now mine, Fushan..."
The voice was not old, but it was definitely not a thank you.
Only the pride of picking peaches.
Along with the voice, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
Of course, his method was not considered brilliant, but he just had a coat treasure that could blend with the surrounding environment.
Lin Yun had determined his position almost when he just started talking.
Therefore, it was impossible to use this treasure to sneak attack in front of the master.
Fushan himself also understood this truth.
So, he emerged.
There was no residual spirit mist around him.
A very young face was revealed.
At such a young age, he had already reached the realm of Xuanshen, and should also be at the level of Guyuan. ..
Although it was only the weakest Guyuan Xuanshen, it was also amazing.
However, Lin Yun investigated it more carefully and understood it.
Judging from the consciousness mixed in Fushan's voice, there are two different natures.
One is the consciousness of the ancients, and the other belongs to the Aoling clan.
In other words, Fushan's soul is a combination of the ancients and the Aoling clan.
Only the young soul is missing.
So, the young man is left with only this body.
"You are just a self-righteous oriole, but I am definitely not a mantis."
Lin Yun responded with a sneer.
At the same time, Yiwu also secretly conveyed information to him.
"Brother, that guy tried to seduce me."
"Then you confuse him, wouldn't it be much easier to solve it."
Lin Yun responded that Yiwu was under his control and was not afraid of him doing something wrong.
The Oring people have a special way of communicating with each other, so letting Yiwu confuse the other party can reduce a lot of combat pressure.
Although Lin Yun is confident that he can defeat this guy, wouldn't it be better to be relaxed?
"Brother! Look at me..." Yiwu responded and fell silent.
Fushan showed a trace of contempt on his face and smiled: "Even if I am a self-righteous oriole, I am an old oriole."
"I have drunk more water than you have crossed the sea, so what are you."
"But I have better talent."
"It just so happens... I also want to change my body..."
"It seems that... only life and death can solve the problem..."
Lin Yun sneered, and the sword was out like lightning.
Fu Shan was startled, and quickly retreated, angrily saying: "How can you be so scheming and launch a sneak attack?"
"Bah! Didn't you say that you've 'drunk more water than I've crossed'?"
"Now it's my fault that I'm scheming..."
As Lin Yun spoke, the sword in his hand became faster and faster, forcing Fu Shan to be a little flustered.
"Boy! Don't go too far..."
"Stop it quickly and obey my orders obediently."
"Otherwise, there will be consequences you can't accept?"
Fu Shan frantically parried and threatened desperately.
"What a stupid old oriole, what result can I not accept?"
"Now is the best result."
Lin Yun sneered, but the sword became more and more fierce.
Fu Shan felt that it was getting harder and harder to hold on.
He underestimated Lin Yun a little.
But he was not willing to give up, because he felt that he still had a powerful trump card to rely on, so as to reverse the situation in front of him.
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