Sovereign of the Era

In the open valley, one man and one tiger are fighting each other.

Lin Yun's whole body is in agony, and Zhenyuan is exhausted. He can hold a funeral foil without flinching.

At this time, if we step back, we may be doomed.

Opposite the golden tiger, like a hill, regardless of the blood running on his neck, blue eyed square pupil coldly stares at Lin Yun.

Neither Lin Yun nor the golden tiger dare to act rashly.

As long as you find a flaw, you have a chance to kill each other.

Compared with each other, Lin Yun's state is better, although he was a green Python tail.

But it's not fatal. It can be dragged down.

When the snake bites on the neck of the golden tiger, the blood will gush. If you add the wounds left by the devil ape and the blood bear, you will surely die if you drag it down.

But Lin Yun did not dare to be careless. He was afraid that the golden tiger would hit him on the verge of death.

However, he saw with his own eyes that the two heads of the overlord monster with six levels of Xuanwu were killed by the fierce tiger.

In his present situation, it must be more or less ominous to be hit by this blow.

No, it can't go on like this.

If the confrontation goes on like this, neither of them will survive!

Lin Yun stares at the golden tiger and thinks to himself that the tiger is quite smart and not as violent as ordinary monsters.

Maybe

Heart read move, Lin Yun tentatively way: "understand me to speak?"

Tiger blinked, there is a play!

"I can save you, but it's up to me."

Lin Yun pointed to the wound of its neck, and pointed to the proud, blood like delicate rose.

The golden tiger hesitated for a moment, without warning, and stretched out its claws.

Rub!

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and his whole body was full of sword spirit. All of them were buried in the flower sword.

But he found that the golden tiger did not attack him. He stretched out his paw and pointed to the burial sword in his hand. His eyes were calm and incomparable.

"You want me to put the sword down?"

The golden tiger put down its paws, nodded slightly, and looked more like a docile cat.

It is not a king of beasts, who can fight against the three overlord level monsters.

Lin Yun pondered for a moment, then turned his wrist and threw the sword down.

Hum!

Buried flower sword is inserted in a hundred meters away, among the remnant flowers, the sword body is humming.

The golden tiger did not rush forward, but squatted down, completely lifting the attack posture.

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief and pondered, "then I come up."

Dawdle!

See the golden tiger, and for opposition, Lin Yun a few strides. Step on the tiger, as if climbing a mountain, climbed to its neck position.

I looked at the wound on my neck. It was shocking. It was rotten and covered with black spots.

Blood dragon horse in the outside experience, after the injury, is basically Lin Yun to deal with.

Lin Yun is familiar with the wound on the monster.

First, remove the poisonous teeth left by the python, and then pour the wound healing medicine and bind it with gauze.

When he dealt with it, the golden tiger crouched on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly and his face was quiet.

After half a sound, Lin Yunchang breathed a sigh of relief and finally finished.

Whoosh!

He jumped down and landed on the ground steadily. Lin Yun looked back. The sun fell on the tiger, with a soft shimmer. It closed its eyes and was surprisingly quiet.

Not like a king of beasts, but more like an old man with a peaceful mind.

"The tiger is not simple."

Lin Yun has seen many monsters, cunning, violent, ferocious and domineering, but he has never seen such a unique tiger.

Don't think about it. Turn around.

His eyes fell on the three monsters, and a touch of joy flashed in his eyes. The three monsters were the overlord level monsters with six levels of Xuanwu.

That is the three inner alchemy containing the king's evil spirit, which is immeasurable.

Before a blood wolf king's demon Dan, all the Hunyuan sect's disciples, red eyes and flesh ache for a long time.

Three Xuanwu six King demon Dan, I can't imagine.

"I haven't been promoted to three levels of Xuanwu for a long time, and I don't have much resources on hand, but I can just make use of it. Maybe, three Xuanwu six King demon pills can make me promoted to Xuanwu quadruple! "

After all, his cultivation is not high, so it is possible to get such a precious demon pill after refining.

, however, has to leave some points for Xiao Hong. These monster animals also have many essences, such as the python gallbladder, the blood bear's palm and the heart of the devil ape.

If not, these monsters can not be condensed out of the king demon evil.

The corpses of monsters were huge. Lin Yun worked hard for half an hour before and after that, all of them were disposed of.

In front of him, the three demon pills were just like living creatures, containing the majestic and heavy river like Qi and blood, lingering more than ten strands of the king's demon evil spirits.Far from being comparable to the blood wolf king of the Moyun mountains.

Bang!

After collecting the demon pill, Lin Yun goes to pull the burial flower sword out of the ground. The body of the sword immediately contends.

The golden tiger with closed eyes suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sword in his hand. Deep in the square eyes of blue eyes, a ray of fear flashed.

"It's time to get down to business!"

Lin Yun eyes flash, toward the blood rose to go.

This flower stands proud and proud, smiling at the decaying flowers, boundless demeanor. The petals are crystal clear, delicate as blood, just like the peerless blood crystal, twinkling with glittering luster, a little dew, just like drops of blood and tears.

Lin Yun picked up and just met, but the flowers were shattered like foam.

Eh?

Ning eyes to see, quietly, the flower moved several steps.

Whew! Whew!

Lin Yun frowns slightly, hands such as electricity, in the air left a trail of shadow, fast dazzled.

Can always not touch this flower, only the flower fragrance is still, in the four directions diffuse.

But when you smell the flowers, don't play with them.

"Interesting."

Lin Yun touched his nose, not to force.

Only the burial foil is inserted beside it. It takes the fragrance of flowers as food, and it is not necessary to pick it.

Zheng!

At the moment when the sword is buried on the ground, it blooms with a dream like shadow and a fragrance of flowers. Under this phantom, like ripples, the fragrance of blood rose actually condensed into a dream like object in front of Lin Yun.

Blood colored ripples filled the air, but Lin Yun reached out and touched it.

Looking at the blood rose, I saw this proud and independent king of flowers. At the moment, he was like a little girl, leaning on the sword.

The sword meaning flickering on the funeral flower sword, along with the rhythm of the flower fragrance, enhances unceasingly, humming unceasingly.

Lin Yun clenched his chin and looked at the scene. He felt a little strange.

I've heard that famous swords are given to beauties, but I haven't seen them. Famous flowers love swords like crazy.

Before the flower, he didn't want to touch it.

Soft footstep sound rings, Golden Tiger comes slowly, unexpectedly silent.

It looks at Lin Yun, looks in the eyes, and means something.

Lin Yun thought for a moment and stretched out his hand. The golden tiger also stretched out its furry claws. Sharp claw blade, at his fingertips, gently once.

Under the slight pain, there is a drop of blood.

Tiger reached out a finger, indicating that Lin Yun would drop blood on the burial foil.

Lin Yun did as he said, dropping the blood on it, and the glistening blood beads slid down the sword like raindrops.

When the fresh blood drops in the place where the rose and the sword rely on, it diffuses quietly and perfectly connects the flower and the sword together.

The flower trembled all over the body, extremely happy, swaying.

Wheezing!

In an instant, countless blood colored petals floated from it, flying all over the sky.

Lin Yun reached out and stuck one in his palm.

The fragrance of the flowers is refreshing, but in the blink of an eye, the petals disappear in front of you like fog.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, such as I am smelling, like a dream.

If you look closely, you can see that the blood rose is fused with the burial flower sword bit by bit.

When a moment later, it was completely mixed together and left the world independent. The blood rose, the king of flowers, disappeared.

But the smell of flowers, not the name of flowers.

Lin Yun stepped forward and pulled out his sword. He saw the texture of the sword body, and there was a trace of exquisite blood thread. The body of the sword is bright and colorful. It is light and transparent. It is like divine iron. The blade is incomparably sharp.

The appearance has changed greatly, and the natural lines have many changes.

He held the sword in his hand and his face changed slightly. The quality of the sword reached the level of surpassing xuanbing. A sharp edge, straight to the treasure!

Holding the hilt tightly, the blood in the body seems to boil.

The purple iris flower opens quietly, and the whole body is really yuan, infusing the sword body.

Boom!

The body of the sword is bright and bright, and the meaning of the sword is clanging endlessly. Countless red rose petals are dreamlike. They are scattered and dancing all over the sky.

"It's not a treasure, but it's better than a treasure."

Lin Yun held the funeral foil in his hand. His eyes were filled with excitement.

Today, the quality of this burial foil has become a treasure like weapon.

With this magic weapon, my sword skill is powerful enough to multiply!

He danced with the sword among the petals of the sky. Under the petals of the red rose, his figure was blurred, and he felt vague.

It is difficult to distinguish the true from the false, which is like a dream.

For a long time, Lin Yuncai chuckled and put the sword back into the scabbard.

Whew!

The petals flying all over the sky, disappeared in an instant.

As if, just now everything, really like a dream.

"Good sword!"

Lin Yun was overjoyed and quickly thanks the tiger if it didn't wake up.I don't know how to bury the flower sword and swallow the blood rose.

The golden tiger looks peaceful, pointing to the forest cloud, and pointing to the deep valley.

"You want me to go with you?"

The tiger nodded slightly, then moved its huge body and walked forward.

Lin Yun's heart doubts, but an Nai can't help but be curious, follow it to go past. Such a god tiger, just afraid of being instructed by an expert, will it take me to see its master?

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