Sovereign of the Era

Boom!

A force of domineering spirit, along the stiff fingers of the silver eyed devil, rushes into Lin Yun's sea of knowledge.

With the invasion of this force, Lin Yun's limbs are out of control, and his body seems to have lost all control.

A huge shadow is occupying his body, crushing his soul away.

"Oh."

The silver eyed devil froze and mocked at the corners of his mouth and said, "you people in the dragon age are just a group of lowly bastards, like animals, pigs and dogs. He is destined to be a slave for generations to come. He can only hold the excrement in the dungpit. He is always the dirtiest and most humble existence. He also wants to learn the sword technique of my blood god. Ha ha, what a fool

Boom!

As he spoke, the mental power infused into Lin Yun's consciousness became more and more furious, and his face was full of madness and excitement.

He wants to control Lin Yun, and then manipulate the other party's body to untie the prohibition left in his body.

"Ha ha ha, come and be my murongke's servant forever!"

Murong Ke laughs wildly. His mental power has already penetrated into the other party's soul palace. As long as he occupies the soul palace, he will completely control his body.

From the depth of the soul, wipe out Lin Yun from the world.

Boom!

But at this point, the mutation suddenly occurred.

Deep in the soul palace of Linyun, there are countless golden lines crisscrossing, and those lines are filled with dense scriptures.

Each Scripture contains an ancient solemn and sacred atmosphere. At the next moment, these crisscross patterns are condensed into an ancient holy pattern.

"The supreme butcher, never invade

The holy pattern is condensed into a seven level pagoda, which is as lofty and sacred as a pagoda, and releases the magnificent and vast light.

Bang!

In a flash, he forced Murong Ke's huge mental power out.

Poop!

Murong Ke spat out blood, and his eyes showed an extremely incredible look: "the butcher How could this be possible This is a holy pattern of Buddhism and Taoism that can hardly be seen in ancient times! "

Whew!

Lin Yun had lost his eyes, at this moment to restore the clarity, a clear, spotless.

It looks like autumn water, deep and charming.

"How dare I approach you rashly if I have no dependence?"

Lin Yun's face showed a look of mockery: "a group of demons, but also dare to call themselves Protoss. I haven't been defeated before, and I won't be defeated in the future. I'm going to die for you

Land 72!

As he spoke, Lin Yun waved his back hand, and 72 lines of ink and wash burst out of his body.

Each figure has a sword, and each sword is a stroke. After 72 swords, a character of "Di" appears.

Boom!

The gravity superimposed 72 times in an instant. Murongke was astonished to find that it was extremely difficult to even move his finger.

"the nine swords of Xiaoyao are the descendants of the southern emperor?"

Murongke's eyes showed a look of panic. His whole body was full of evil Qi, and his eyebrows were sharp and glowing. Layers of gravity were constantly torn apart.

Heaven thirty six!

But Lin Yun has been prepared, a wave of backhand, immediately raised a hand in the past.

The thirty-six sky curtains fell continuously, as if a Taoist shadow had fallen on Lin Yun in the thirty-six days. When the palm print passed, he had infinite sword power to illuminate the sky and tear up the magic cloud.

Poop!

A palm print was slowly sunken on murongke's chest, and then it was directly pierced, resulting in a hole in the shape of a palm.

Murong Ke was shaken out of the moment, his counter attack also came, his eyebrow burst of magic light condensed into a bunch of silver, lightning like flying toward Lin Yun.

Click! CLICK!

The silver awn penetrates the void, and the air is constantly exploding. Lin Yun's hands fiercely close together.

Jinwu yaori, Shenwen protect body!

A pair of golden wings with a length of more than 20 Zhang spread out from the back of Lin Yun, among which the Jinwu divine pattern is directly stimulated.

Boom!

The sacred wings of Jinwu close together to wrap up Lin Yun, and the divine patterns urge them. The holy patterns of each feather are activated in an instant.

In such a moment, the golden and black holy wing became a sacred vessel with ten thousand patterns, which was as big as 30000 holy lines.

Bang!

The silver beam hit the wings, making a strong sound, dazzling light radiation dozens of miles away, it is difficult to open your eyes.

Hiss!

A plume of black smoke on the surface.

The seemingly bright silver awn contains unimaginable corrosive power. If the flesh directly meets this blow. Even if it can barely resist the impact, it can not block the corrosion of toxins.

Go!

Lin Yun big drink, close together Jinwu wings fierce expansion.

The wind howled, the sand and rocks were flying, and the whole ground seemed to be swept away. The hurricane, accompanied by the heat wave, shook the Silver Eye stiff for several steps again.

"Kill him!"The silver eyed devil is stiff and barely stands firm. At an order, the remaining dozens of demons on the top of Heishan are besieged by Lin Yun.

The flame burns, the Golden Lotus breaks the evil!

Lin Yun's hands were imprinted, and the wings of the golden crow fluttered fiercely, and the Golden Lotus flame, which was branded in it, shot out like an arrow.

Click! CLICK!

Dozens of zombies were burning at the same time, and the evil spirit on them was constantly dispelled and soon turned into a mass of ashes.

Above the ashes, the flame blooms like a lotus flower, still burning.

Those golden lotus are like the flame on the lotus lamp, swaying and shining, reciting the scriptures of reincarnation of the dead.

Time, the light of Buddha.

Lin Yun stands in the void like a bright sun, with endless pressure and arrogance.

"You are a pig and dog like animal. I don't believe you and can't control you!"

Murongke held the ghost sword in his hand, and urged it to release a series of terrible supreme power.

This is a damaged holy vessel. The spirit of the Holy Spirit has passed away, and its edge is not as sharp as it was then.

But in spite of everything, such supreme power is still so terrible that people can't resist it, and it's hard to flow all over the body.

Shua Shua Shua!

Murong Ke killed him. He was crazy. He wanted to solve Lin Yun quickly and keep approaching.

With Lin Yun's strength, even if the funeral flowers are moved, they can't resist the pressure of the supreme sacred vessels, just like the three of Chen Tao before. In the hands of the three, they are equally powerful and incomparable, and their respective strengths are even more powerful.

But in front of the ghost sword, it is still vulnerable.

Lin Yun is very lucky. He cultivates Shenxiao sword formula, which is similar to the Youming holy sword, and can barely resist it.

As for not being really imprisoned by it, in other words, if the Shenxiao sword formula is useless, Lin Yun will not rush out of this way.

"This guy can't be underestimated..."

Lin Yun resisted, while thinking about countermeasures.

Fortunately, this guy was once overcast and gave him a hard blow. Otherwise, he might stop cooking.

"Die!"

Murong Ke flies to kill him, and takes advantage of Lin Yun's distraction, and falls with a sword.

The sword was so fast that even the instinct of Tianqiong's sword idea failed to warn Lin Yun.

Hum!

But when it was about to fall, the sword fell in the air.

"Well?"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with doubts, but his body didn't delay. He dodged.

Click!

The sword fell again and chopped the shadow left by Lin Yun.

So repeatedly, several times this holy instrument can cut Lin Yun, but they all pause for no reason.

Murongke and Lin Yun both found something wrong. The former held the sacred sword tightly and stepped back several steps. His eyes were extremely cold and murderous. Strands of black silver magic light seeped out of his hands and blended with the sword like blood.

"Oh, you have a lot of opportunities to go, but you didn't go." Murongke looks at Lin yundao.

"You're just a wisp of thought. If you can't untie the ban, I'll die sooner or later. Naturally, I won't be afraid of you."

Lin Yun light way.

"Oh, it's more than enough to kill ants like you!" The silver light in murongke's hand was completely integrated with the holy sword. Before the words fell, he killed the past again.

He is very fast, in situ left a shadow, people disappeared in place.

"Sword!"

Lin Yun does not panic, does not dodge at all, and reaches out his hand before the other party is about to rush over.

Inspired by Shenxiao jianjue, the Youming petals in the body are all opened, and a blade of Youming's power condenses at the stamen appears.

Hum!

Sword sound vibrates and space distorts.

Murong Ke came to Lin Yun and wanted to kill him with a sword. However, he was shocked to find that the ghost sword broke away from his hand and appeared in Lin Yun's outstretched right hand.

As Lin Yun clenched his five fingers, countless sources of the nether world's gas poured into the body of the sword, and the ghost sword burst out far beyond the previous light.

"Die for me!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed a cruel color, and without any pity for the devil's stiffness, he cut it off with a sword.

Click!

Under the divine army, the supreme invincible.

This sword is like cutting melons and vegetables. It cuts murongke into two parts. His body is fragmented, and all his life is broken into ashes and falls to the ground.

It's a long story, but it's all happened between the electric light and flint.

The picture also looks extremely funny, as if Murong Ke rushed over and took the initiative to cut Lin Yun in half.

Plop!

Lin Yun, leaning on the supreme sword, knelt down on one knee and vomited a long breath of turbid air.

I just feel exhausted and whirling around. Most of the Dragon yuan in the body is consumed, and the power of the nether world is not left.

As for the sword in hand, the light is dim at the moment, and the Holy Spirit does not show.Just now the peak hit, it seems to have exhausted all the remaining holy Qi, and became extremely simple.

Click! Lin Yun is observing the holy sword. He finds a tiny crack in the body of the sword. He turns pale and lets go.

The body of the broken sword has not disappeared!

Even if the fierce soul turns into the astrology, the body of the broken sword is still there, but the supreme holy sword is too high to last for such a long time.

But now there is no holy Qi and can't resist the broken sword.

Ding!

At this time, the ground Murong Ke corpse left the pile of ashes, jumped out of a pure precious jade.

The word "Youming" is depicted on the jade, which is full of pure power of the nether world.

Lin Yun hesitated for a moment, reached out to hold it and turned it over to see the three words "ghost lock" written on the back.

Ghost lock?

This should be the art of blocking murongke with the sword clear sky in those days. Without this blocking skill, the silver eyed devil would be revived.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Lin yuntun put down a kuxuan pill, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a moment. Then he put away his holy sword and left here quickly.

Almost as soon as he left, three figures fell from the sky.

Xuanfeng, Chen Tao and Xiao Kui were all shocked when they saw the scene on the ground.

"The silver eyed monster is dead..."

"All ashes? How could that be possible? "

"Lin Yun is gone!"

"The holy sword is gone!"

The three looked at each other, thinking of some possibility, and their faces suddenly changed.

"Over there, not far away!"

Chen Tao's cold eyes are like electricity, which is stimulated by the non phase glazed body. A jade light bursts out in his eyes. A golden shadow appears in the eyes of the three people a hundred miles away.

"The boy didn't really die."

"Chase!"

They quickly disappeared in place.

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