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This lion and monster was demented, apparently annoying Lin Yun.

Lin Yun had planned to let it die, after all, it was not easy to practice.

However, after Lin Yun saw this scene, his brows frowned, and the figure vanished for a while, and then disappeared instantly.

At the moment when this lion and monster was about to launch a golden beam of light, Lin Yun descended directly from the sky, just like the advent of the gods, stepped on his head with one foot, and stepped directly on the ground.

The power of Lin Yun's foot was so horrible. In an instant, the entire skull of this lion and monster was trampled into mud, making it lose its breath of life.

And Lin Yun seemed to have done a trivial thing, and walked to the beautiful man, silent, and healed him.

"Boss ... I'm sorry, I'm still too weak." Huamei's heart felt very guilty. He felt that Lin Yun cultivated him like this, but he always let Lin Yun down, which made him feel very ashamed.

"You've done a good job." Lin Yun patted his shoulders, expressing comfort, and then rubbed his hair and smiled.

After passing this matter, Lin Yun had a new understanding of Huameinan.

This usually looks very sissy boy, in fact, the heart is better than anyone else.

For the next period, Lin Yun took Huameinan around to look for monsters, and let Huameinan practice the actual combat experience.

Each time, Huamei was exhausted, and many times he was seriously injured, but Lin Yun would tirelessly heal for him.

Along the way, they also met in pairs.

But these teams, the highest level, are only Wuzong level. After they felt that Lin Yun was an eighth-level Wuzong, they all avoided it.

After all, in the first few days, time is not urgent, and some weak teams will avoid conflicts with each other.

Because no one knows what the other party's strength will be. If their own strength is not strong enough, even if they can kill the other party, they will lose a lot, and it is definitely not a wise choice.

Since these people did not take action with Lin Yun, Lin Yun was too lazy to take care of these people.

Now, he just wants to improve Huamen's strength as soon as possible.

After all, judging from the test of the first stage before, its own strength must reach at least level five Wuzong before it can enter the inheritance.

The flower man is an accident. A small eighth-level king of warrior is too weak.

For two consecutive days, Lin Yun and the two of them still had only one token.

This token is full purple, with a delicate sunflower engraved on the front and the word 'Kwai Emperor' engraved on the back.

On this day, Lin Yun was still lying on the big tree, his eyes were closed and his spirits were sharpened.

On the ground, Huamei is waving the feather fan tirelessly to strengthen his control of the wind element.

In the past two days, he has successfully slaughtered a monster equivalent to the first-class Wu Zong. Although his realm has not been improved, his strength and physical strength have improved a lot.

When Lin Yun opened his eyes again, he jumped directly down the tree and came to Huanan's side.

"Let's go." Lin Yun greeted the beautiful man.

Huameinan wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and asked with surprise, "Boss, where are you going?"

In the past two days, with their time in this world and their journey, Lin Yun's consciousness captured a place.

This place has a very high density of immortality, and it has a strong separation spectrum.

According to Lin Yun's speculation, where this high-density immortal is located, among them Ding Rang still has some natural treasures.

However, due to the long distance and five days left, Lin Yun planned to rush from now on and take the beautiful man with him to see if he could get anything good.

Just as Lin Yun was preparing to respond, Lin Yun suddenly gave a sigh, looked up into the distance, and then said calmly, "A guest is coming."

"Guest?" Huamei looked at Lin Yun with an unknown face, and as Lin Yun's gaze passed, he saw a few people flying towards them on a small hillside not far away.

After a few moments, these people came to Lin Yun and Hua Man.

There are a total of seven people, five men and two women, both young and old, and they all wear the same style of robes, and the immortal expression seems to be carved from a mold, obviously from the same ancestor.

"Zongzhu! It really is an eighth-level Wuzong!" When they saw Lin Yun, the expressions on their faces were all excited.

Judging from the expressions and tone on their faces, it is clear that this group of people regarded Lin Yun as a prey.

The speaker is a wonderful woman with thick rouge on her face, thick lips and tooth decay.

This group of people is headed by their ancestors, an old man with an age of sixty-five years old, of great build and spirit, but with a very proud look on his face.

"Boss, are they here to grab the token?" Huamei looks at this group of people like an idiot, and then whispered to Lin Yun.

I don't know where this group of courage came from. It is estimated that now that Lin Yun's realm is only eight-level martial arts, and the other party sees that they are weak, they just want to grab their tokens.

Lin Yun laughed and shook her head.

These days, no one chooses to do something with them, so Lin Yun doesn't want to rush like that.

Unexpectedly, now someone actually came to the door, but it saved him time to find someone.

The monk smiled coldly, looking at Lin Yun with a look of indecision, carrying both hands, as if Lin Yun and the two were lambs to be slaughtered.

"You tell them, let them hand over the tokens, and I can spare them a life." The suzerain was so proud that he didn't even bother to talk to Lin Yun himself, but just called a disciple around him, cold Cried out.

After receiving the order of the lord, this male disciple, with his hands on his hips with arrogant hands, squinting at Lin Yun and Huamei, said disdainfully, "Hey! You two! We are the top second-class forces from the Southern Region. Zoroastrianism!"

"This is our great Sovereign, the powerful Nine-level Peak Wuzong. You saw it, why isn't it rude?"

"Second forces!" Huamei seems to think that this group of pretending people is very funny. After hearing the words of the other party, he immediately put on a look of fear and hid behind Lin Yun.

After seeing the appearance of Huamei Nan, the people in this ancestor all laughed.