Chapter 344 Whoever Dares to Touch Lin Yuan Will Die

After hearing this, Lin Yuan secretly wrote down the news.

the next period of time.

Lin Yuan asked for some more important news.

Nangong Miaoyun was indeed the preparatory saint of the Holy Land of the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Apart from the questions about the Pantheon, all the questions Lin Yuan asked were answered.

"about there."

Murong Xuan suddenly reminded in a low voice.

"You just had side effects. What side effects will this silk have?"

Lin Yuan asked curiously.

"Silk is able to control her. It instantly shatters her sea of ​​consciousness, replaces the sea of ​​consciousness, and directly gives orders to her body."

"A warrior who has no knowledge of the sea..."

When Murong Xuan reached this point, he did not continue.

Lin Yuan practices spiritual power skills, so he naturally understands what he means.

After taking back the silk, Nangong Miaoyun in front of him will disappear in an instant.

but.

There was no mercy in Lin Yuan's eyes.

"I, I don't want to die..."

Nangong Miaoyun's expression became even more frightened. She was filled with regret now. Why did she have to go out of her way to provoke Lin Yuan?

pity.

There is no regret medicine in the world.

It was impossible for Lin Yuan to give up tonight's plan just because of a simple woman.

Time for a cup of tea.

Lin Yuan and Murong Xuan walked out of Nangong Miaoyun's room.

What is surprising is that Nangong Miaoyun, who was supposed to die after his sea of ​​consciousness broke apart, actually followed them quickly at this time.

"I, this look is so strange..."

"Nangong Miaoyun" complained with a slight dissatisfaction, "Lin Yuan, what exactly did you give me? I always feel that there is a strange aura lingering around me."

That's right.

This Nangong Miaoyun is actually Bai disguised as bone fragments.

But the real Nangong Miaoyun had died silently in the room, with all his energy, blood and spiritual power being swallowed up by Bai.

"Okay, please bear with me for a while. Who makes you so short that Murong Xuan can't put makeup on you?"

Lin Yuan sent a message, "Don't worry, we just need to find the Saint of Joy, and you can remove your disguise."

"All right."

Bai sighed helplessly.

She subconsciously wanted to lick her paws, but found that her image could easily arouse others' suspicion, so she had to suppress her instinct and followed Lin Yuan step by step.

"This is it."

Bai suddenly stopped and pointed to a residence not far away.

It was a quiet villa.

but.

Just standing at the door, the three of them could feel that there was an extremely strong holy realm energy in the villa, so powerful that it was almost breathless.

no doubt.

This person is the Saint of Joy who has entered the third level of Sainthood.

"What a disgusting smell."

Bai suddenly frowned, and a trace of undisguised disgust flashed in his eyes, "I'm afraid this person has always been a pawn cultivated by the Pantheon. The disgusting smell on his body has penetrated deep into his bones..."

Lin Yuan and Murong Xuan looked at each other after hearing this.

"Murong, where is your protector?"

Lin Yuan asked through a message.

"Don't worry, she's on me."

Murong Xuan glanced at Lin Yuan. At this juncture, he did not continue to hide it, but said calmly, "My protector is special. She lives in me in the form of a soul."

Lin Yuan was slightly startled after hearing this.

He did not doubt Murong Xuan's words. After all, he had seen warrior souls many times. At first, he had seen the Ancient Spirit Master in Xiao Miao, and the Great Wilderness Supreme in his own body, etc...

Murong Xuan's situation is not uncommon.

"In that case, Bai, you are responsible for dealing with the Holy Saint of Joy. Murong, you are always ready to deal with the Holy Realm lurking in the dark."

Lin Yuan thought about the arrangement and said.

"good."

A flash of fighting spirit flashed in Bai's eyes.

She is a monster, not a warrior. For a monster, every battle and every enemy hunt represents an opportunity to become stronger.

"No school"

Murong Xuan refused.

"Why?"

Lin Yuan looked at Murong Xuan doubtfully.

"The Saint of Joy is special. He is very good at targeting female warriors. Although Bai is a monster, he will definitely suffer a loss against him."

Murong Xuan said categorically, "So I suggest that I deal with him and let Bai provide backup."

"That's fine."

Lin Yuan thought for a while and agreed to Murong Xuan's suggestion, "Go up."

The words fell.

The three of them broke into the courtyard quietly.

However.

As soon as they opened the door, they were locked by a powerful qi machine.

"A rat got in."

"Tsk, tsk, you dare to break into my house, you are so brave."

A low voice sounded.

Lin Yuan and others were not surprised by this.

After all, the Saint of Joy is a strong person at the third level of the Saint Realm. He had previously covered their auras in vain, and even the Holy Realm could not detect it when they were far away.

But now that the distance is so close, it is not a surprise to be discovered.

"Do it."

Lin Yuan gave a low drink.

Murong Xuan's expression suddenly changed, and his whole temperament underwent an earth-shaking change.

If Murong Xuan originally felt like a hidden fox, now he looks like a lurking dragon emerging from the abyss, exuding a frightening and terrifying aura.

"This should be his guardian."

Lin Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

The moment Murong Xuan Qi Machine was released.

In the Holy Land of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, two holy realm energies rushed up.

"Who dares to break into my Bitter Sea Holy Land!"

Two figures appeared almost one after the other in the sky above the villa.

But at this time.

The protector in Murong Xuan's body had already pulled the Happy Saint into his own world. When Zheng

After the two figures appeared, the aura instantly locked onto Lin Yuan.

"It's you!"

Ancestor Nangong's eyes suddenly showed murderous intent.

He didn't expect that he had deliberately set up a trap to kill Lin Yuan openly, but the latter dared to come to kill him tonight.

The other holy realm aura was naturally the Lord of Bitter Sea.

At this time.

He also locked onto Lin Yuan with a bad look.

However, before the two of them could attack Lin Yuan, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Today, if any of you two dare to attack Lin Yuan, the Bitter Sea Holy Land will not leave a single blade of grass."

Lin Yuan recognized this voice as soon as he heard it.

It was Elder Xuetang of the Ziwei Holy Land. Next to her, there was an expressionless man standing. It was the Second Master Lin of the Lin Family in the Central Region.

"Colluding with the Pantheon, the Holy Land of Bitter Sea, how dare you!"

Mr. Lin snorted coldly, and his aura instantly suppressed the Holy Lord of Bitter Sea and Patriarch Nangong.

"Don't slander me!"

Patriarch Nangong's face suddenly turned black, "We have only a personal grudge against this guy. Even if you are a Saint Master, you can't just accuse him!"

"If the Holy Land of Bitter Sea didn't collude with the Pantheon..."

Mr. Lin glanced at him, his expression was extremely calm, and besides being calm, there was also a bit of teasing, "Then it can only be said that you, the Holy Land of Bitter Sea, are a bunch of..."

"Idiot."