Lin Yuan's departure made the warriors who were immersed in cultivation not realize that they could give up easily when they seized such an opportunity.

In the soul ruins of the Death of Death, countless sword rhymes and swords are floating. Although the sword soul grass is absorbed by Lin Yuanyan Nantian and Cang Xiao in the central area, there is still a small part.

As time passed, it had been half a year since Lin Yuan and his group came out of the Soul of Death. In a full half a year, the changes in the ancient battlefield were getting bigger and bigger. However, overall, the potential list of the top ten is still the same.

No change at all.

The first place is still Qiongya, the second place is Xingzhiji, and the third place is Lin Yuan, and the original ranking has dropped one.

The ancient mountain is extremely steep, with the walls of the mountain like blades, penetrated straight into the sky, and there was no road around. If you wanted to go up the mountain, you could only step up in one breath.

At this time, around the mountain, all kinds of sounds of breaking the wind kept ringing, and figures used their unique skills like locusts to move, and headed straight to the top of the mountain with a frenzy expression.

After nearly two years of hard work, the gains and efforts they have obtained in the ancient battlefield finally came to fruition. Even these geniuses from major countries could not bear the excitement and fanaticism in their hearts.

The ancient battlefield is a place where opportunities and threats coexist. Countless treasures and countless opportunities await. The first-ranked dome cliff and the second-ranked star pole have obtained the inheritance of swordsmanship in the ancient battlefield and became famous in one fell swoop.

Their glory belongs to them, their country, and himself, because his strength and his talent are destined to cry for his whole life that he will not go ordinary.

The mountain peak is steep, but almost most of the people who can walk here are strong people with at least their cultivation level.

It is not difficult to walk in the air. Therefore, after about a few minutes, some figures finally climbed to the top of the mountain with countless jealous eyes below with countless jealous eyes.

The dazzling sunshine blooms on the top of the mountain, like dawn, making people feel excited.

Swish!

Lin Yuan was also among these people at this time, and next to Lin Yuan, these two people Cang Xiaoyan Nantian who had not seen each other for half a year.

The group did not rush in front, so when some figures resisted the top of the mountain, they arrived later. As soon as they landed, their eyes suddenly looked at the top of the mountain.

The entire top of the mountain is a flat and smooth bluestone square, with sunlight shining on it, reflecting light, as if the space becomes a little blurred, giving people a sense of illusion and ethereality.

Lin Yuan's eyes just swept the top of the mountain, then raised his head suddenly, and the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Wow.

A commotion like a tide spread from the top of the mountain. All eyes were raised at this moment, and finally looked into the air with a strong awe.

In the air, light intertwined, and an area appeared at this moment. In the area, countless sword rhymes and sword arts appeared.

At the moment when these divine flowers appeared, at the center of them, a row of illusory and solid chairs appeared. On those light chairs, figures sat casually, occasionally opening and closing eyes, looking faintly at the top of the mountain below.

, a kind of terrible pressure that is somewhat indescribable, enveloping this world without saying anything.

Supreme Sect!

Looking at the condescending figures like gods, many geniuses from major countries on the top of the mountain couldn't help but bent down with a little humility.

They all knew very well that in this huge ancient battlefield, these supreme sects that were like giants were the real masters, and some of their countries needed to rely on these supreme sects.

Only then can you survive.

The foundation and strength of the supreme sect is enough to make them bend their arrogant body.

At this time, only dozens of people could continue to persevere in this situation. Their eyes were filled with determination, and their momentum was also exuding supreme sharpness under the pressure of this momentum.

On the right front of Lin Yuan, a young man in black clothes was astonishing as he could step through the sky. The momentum on his body was really overwhelming, and it was the Qiongtian Sword Master Tian Cliff.

On the opposite side of the dome, a figure was wearing blue clothes, and his aura didn't have to be much on the dome. It was like a piece of nature around him, but this galaxy was far from what Lin Yuan sensed through the Taoist beads

That majestic.

However, just such a flash of momentum was not many warriors around him to withstand it, all far away from him, and this person was the second-ranked Star.

On the top of the ancient mountain, there was silence. Under the eight figures sitting casually in the air, the geniuses here no longer had the arrogance of the past.

This figure of Tao is also the eight supreme sects, one pavilion, three sects and four major sects, and these leading figures are the ones.

Lin Yuan was in the crowd, staring at the eight figures with his eyes tightly, his lips pursed. From the eight people, he felt an extremely strong pressure. That kind of strength was not something that people like them could match.

Compare.

"The realm of Taoist souls is all about reaching the realm of Taoist souls of death." Lin Yuan whispered.

"Is this the strength of the supreme sect? It's really terrible." Lin Yuanshen breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were a little hot and expectant. He thought that if he could enter such a place, he would have to be fine.

A small benefit?

"It's a pity that I won't join you. Although my goal is to become stronger, you are just sects in the Haotian Realm. My goal is my father."

Since Lin Yuan has made up his mind, he will not change. Moreover, Lin Yuan has better goals, and I also believe that his father will not be inferior to these people.

As for why Lin Yuan thinks this way, Lin Yuan naturally knows that warriors in the Purple Palace realm only have a lifespan of five hundred years. As for warriors in the Taoist Soul realm, according to Lin Yuan, they only have a lifespan of one thousand years.

The longest time will not exceed 1,500 years, and Lin Yuan's father has existed a thousand years ago, and his cultivation is at least the existence of the soul of the Death.

"The supreme sect has a profound foundation. I must join in and pursue the peak of martial arts." Yan Nantian, who was standing next to Lin Yuan, suddenly smiled, and the application was filled with fire.

Lin Yuan looked at him in surprise. I think he rarely heard Yan Nantian, who was so arrogant, even said this. It seems that the strength of this supreme sect should not be underestimated.

Lin Yuan really didn't know the momentum that the supreme sect, as the strongest beings they knew, and they were all martial arts illegitimate, how could they not join or fight?

This is their opportunity, this is their opportunity to soar to the sky. Only by joining them can you obtain more advanced secrets and reach a higher level.

"Brother Lin Yuan, have you seen the first person in front of the left? That is the agent of Tianji Pavilion." Cang Xiao, behind him, suddenly spoke.

"oh?"

Lin Yuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he raised his head without a trace, looking at the left front of the light chair, where an old man with slightly gray hair stood upright, with some wrinkles on his face, but it was hard to hide it.

I think I was quite handsome when I was young, but my lips, which were a bit thin like a knife, were a little bit sarcastic.

He was wearing a white robe, and there was a nebula above the white robe, with black and white alternating, just like the ups and downs of yin and yang, which was quite consistent with the word "Shen Ji".
Chapter completed!