With a light tap on the storage bag, the Scarlet Flame Battle Flag filled with violent aura appeared in Lin Yun's hands.

The battle flag was nearly two meters long, much taller than Lin Yun's stature, and when it hit the ground with a pestle, it was powerful and domineering, full of arrogance.

This was the first time for him to look at the Scarlet Flame Battle Flag alone. The flagpole was extremely thick. The imprinted golden spirit pattern, with the injection of true essence, glows like a golden flame, full of mysterious and unpredictable power.

Lin Yun practiced the Heart Sutra of Years, and he also painted first-grade spirit patterns, but he could only see a little clue about the spirit patterns on this treasure.

He guessed that these spirit patterns were at least the third grade, and they contained some kind of Dao rhyme. It is complicated and chaotic, and at a glance, it is densely packed, like a vast ocean, which is head-scratching.

There are still many spiritual patterns on the flagpole, which are not burning and are dull.

This is what Protector Mei said about the incompleteness. Upon closer inspection, one-third of the incomplete spiritual patterns were found, resulting in incomplete Dao rhythm, which greatly lowered the rank of the Scarlet Flame Flag.

But no matter how you drop it, this is a treasure!

The power is so great that Lin Yun has a certain ability to protect himself against anyone in the Xuanwu realm. Even if it is a master at the level of the eighth son, if the opponent has no treasure, he is confident that he can fight.

Whoosh!

The flag embroidered with blood-colored clouds squeaked in the wind, like a flaming phoenix.

Lin Yun was able to sense that the majestic and terrifying violent energy of the Scarlet Flame Banner was at the core of the cloud pattern of the banner.

This blood-colored cloud pattern should be drawn by the Scarlet Flame True Fire as said by Protector Mei. With my current state, I am afraid it is a little difficult to activate this Scarlet Flame True Fire.

Lin Yun tried it, and sure enough, the majestic real essence poured into it. The blood-colored cloud pattern in the battle flag did not move at all, and when one-tenth of the real essence was exhausted, there was a slight wave.

Bang!

But it is this wave, the cloud pattern is like a fiery lava, and a dazzling fire is swayed. Under the splendid sun, the fire was as striking as a meteor, blazing out.

Before Lin Yun could react, this ray of fire flew out of this vast open space.

When it landed in the plum garden, there was a loud bang, and most of the plum forest was razed to the ground on the spot and burned to a pile of ashes.

What a terrifying power, several times stronger than my full-strength strike.

If all the red flames were released, that would be amazing!

Lin Yun's eyes lit up with excitement, and then he thought... These Merlins are probably the favorite things of Protector Mei.

"Never mind, let's try the melee power of this red flame flag again, and leave after the test."

Immediately, he waved his hand.

Crack!

Two lines popped out from the end of the flagpole, sharp barbs, and the cold light lingered, making people panic. The left and right hooks form a sloping and sharp triangle with the flagpole, and I am afraid that it can be stabbed in the astonishing defense.

When it was time to pull it out, even if it was a monster, it would have to pull out half of its body, which made people shudder thinking about it.

But the top of the battle flag, the war blade transformed from the flag, is even more terrifying. That war blade is a symmetrical blood-colored sickle, like two slender crescents, and the sharp edge is so thin that it is outrageous.

Switching to the melee form, this red flame warblade is like a living and ferocious beast, and the shape alone is daunting.

It is too reluctant to activate the red flames, and it is easily unusable, but in this melee form, the consumption is acceptable when activated. Even without the red flames of war, just relying on the power of the treasure and wielding it is enough to make me even more powerful. Not to mention the triangular barb and the double-moon blood sickle, the sharp edge, the real essence of breaking the body and protecting the body, I am afraid it is easy.

Lin Yun clenched his hands tightly, and felt a terrifying bloody aura on this red flame war blade.

I can't help but frown slightly, treasures are also murderous weapons... I'm afraid there are countless warriors who once died under this red flame war blade.

In my hands, how many people will be killed and injured?

In a trance, there appeared in front of him a road to the peak of the accumulation of blood, with endless corpses on the road, and tragic deaths in it.

But after a while, a bright light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and his love and hatred were clear.

I am not a murderer, but if someone kills me, I will kill!

The war blade swayed slightly, and the blood scythe of the two moons left a faint bloodstain in the air, and there was a faint suffocating aura.

Crack!

After changing the battle blade into a battle flag again, Lin Yun carefully put it away and prepared to leave this place.

For three days, he was trying to figure out what was wrong.

Hufa Mei talked to him a lot, and before he could relax, he agreed to the other party's request. Participate in the Dragon Gate Competition for Jiange and get a place to enter the Dragon Feast... If the Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year fails, you will have to wait another four years.

For no reason, he was tied to the sword pavilion, but the full copy of the Bajian promised by Protector Mei was not given to him.

He only left one sentence, he will give it to him when his cultivation is reached, but he did not say what kind of cultivation he wanted.

The complete book of Ba Jian, I'm afraid there are some ways.

As for the treasured red flame battle flag, 6,000 second-grade spiritual jades, and the quota of inner disciples, they are the rewards of his first battle in the alliance.

The only good thing is that I practiced in this plum garden for three days.

No, there was another opportunity for Xuanwu Hall to exchange for Spirit-level swordsmanship, Lin Yun cheered up and said with a smile, "Well, even if there is no complete copy of Bajian, since I know about this group of dragon feasts, I must go to participate. Go to the Xuanwu Hall first and exchange it for a Spirit-level swordsmanship.”

On the way down the mountain, Lin Yun met Protector Mei and bowed down to salute. Thinking of Merlin who was destroyed by himself, he felt a little guilty, and left without saying much.

Protector Mei, who just came back from the pavilion owner, looked a little weird and said with a smile, "This kid, he's in a hurry to leave. I thought he would stay in the plum garden for a few more days."

But when he returned to Meizhuang and saw the messy plum forest, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Walking towards the Xuanwu Hall, many disciples of the sect met along the way, all looked stunned. Then, in awe, he bent over to salute, and called him Senior Brother Lin respectfully.

During the alliance battle, Lin Yun shined brightly and won the first place in the alliance battle.

Before Fengling Yunxiao, there were many people who only heard of his name but didn't know who he was. But in the final battle, he was completely famous, and almost everyone in the sect saw the shocking scene of him fighting against other leaders in the sword mound.

Especially the last palm, crushing Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao, was even more breathtaking.

Many people speculate that although his current cultivation level is not at the fifth level of Xuanwu, he can at least have the strength to enter the top two hundred among the thousand people on the Earth Ranking, or even higher.

Compared with Bai Lixuan back then, the feat of reaching the Earth Ranking with the innate realm is not much less impressive.

Lin Yun was a little complacent about the awe of the other disciples of the sect, but he thought of the Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year.

Otherwise, the gap between him and the Eighth Young Master, even the Heavenly Ranking disciples of Jiange, he cannot match for the time being.

He quickly calmed down, his eyes were clear and translucent, neither happy nor sad.

When he arrived at the Xuanwu Hall, Lin Yun strode forward, ignoring the commotion in the hall caused by him, and walked straight to the elder Shouge.

"Disciple Lin Yun, I have seen the elder."

Lin Yun bowed his hands in salute with a respectful expression.

The elder Shouge raised his head to see Lin Yun, his eyes lit up, and he was quite happy. He smiled and said, "The little guy has met again. I heard that during the alliance war, your Seven Profound Steps shined brightly. This old man is very pleased."

The Seven Profound Steps were given to Lin Yun by this pavilion elder.

In the battle of the Sword Tomb, Lin Yun relied on the Seven Profound Steps and ran rampant, which made his face bright and very happy.

"The younger generation has already condensed the Golden Crow Seal. With time, these Seven Profound Steps will definitely be able to reach the peak of perfection."

Although the Seven Profound Steps are difficult to cultivate, Lin Yun, who has condensed the Golden Crow Seal, is quite confident to cultivate it to perfection.

"it is good!"

Seeing the arrogance of the young man in front of him, the elder Shouge was very happy, and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing to the eye. This young man had suffered a great loss from him back then, even kneeling on one knee, even though Qiqiao bleeds and did not give in.

Only later did he know that Lin Yun had agreed to Luojia Shan Xinyan, and Ye Liuyun insisted on killing Ye Liuyun.

It moved him quite a bit. He was talented, but he was very affectionate and kept his promises. He was very appetizing.

The elder Shouge smiled and said, "I'll keep this Zifu scroll of the Seven Profound Steps for you first. After you reach the peak of your cultivation, you can come to the Xuanwu Hall to find me at any time."

"Thank you."

A look of joy flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, it was not easy to obtain the Purple Palace Scroll of the Seven Profound Steps. It is said that as long as you become an elder of the sect, or you can exchange it with astronomical merit points.

"You go up first, Protector Mei has already greeted me, and you can choose a spirit-level swordsmanship."

Scramble!

After saluting, Lin Yun couldn't wait to go up, and stopped until he reached the seventh floor of the Xuanwu Hall.

With his Rank 6 Sky Cloud Order, he could only stay on the 6th floor, where there were all Spirit-level high-rank exercises and swordsmanship.

Protector Mei gave him the privilege, and he must use it on the seventh floor, choosing a super-spiritual swordsmanship.

Looking at his distant back, the disciples of the sword pavilion in the hall were full of envy.

"Lin Yun is really amazing, the elders of the pavilion are even willing to give him the martial arts of Zifujuan."

"The martial arts in the Xuanwu Hall, I heard that there is no Zifu scroll. The martial arts in the Zifujing are quite rare, even the elders are difficult to obtain, and the disciples are even more difficult."

"It's more than that. Protector Mei asked him to choose a spirit-level swordsmanship, and he will definitely go to the seventh floor to choose a super-spiritual swordsmanship!"

"A fool wouldn't go to the seventh floor. I'm afraid that it will be difficult for me to step on the seventh floor in my life..."

"Don't sigh, Lin Yun also survived the alliance battle. Thinking about that scene, it is normal to have the current reward."

Mentioning Lin Yun's performance in the alliance battle, everyone's expressions were cheered up one after another, all the scenes of the battle that day.

Thinking about it now, it still makes one's blood boil, but no one really thought of it.

Chu Haoyu, who had cultivated Jingyun Wuji to the pinnacle of perfection, was not able to come out on top, even risking his martial arts, he was still defeated by Lin Yun.

On that day, the scene was nothing short of heroic.

Not only Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao, Lin Yunqing's shirt was stained with blood, and the tragic swords in his body also made people feel embarrassed.