Sovereign of the Era

"How did it hurt so much?"

The elder of Qijue Castle saw Jing Jue's wound, especially the sword wound which almost cut off his waist.

All of them were shocked and their faces changed greatly. They almost died in one breath.

It is a fluke for Jing to survive. If he is really strong, he will die.

"My storage bag was robbed by Lin Yun."

Jing Jue had a black face, but he didn't say much about the process of his injury.

Do you really want to say that he and water traceless joint efforts, the result is also hit by Lin Yun with the same dog.

"What!"

Qijuebao elder's face sank, Jingjue broke into the ninth floor, and the harvest must be self-evident.

Many elders have high hopes for him. There are many remnant scripts in it, which are the details that need to be supplemented urgently.

As you know, the details of these clans outside the Empire could not be compared with those of the four major clans.

It's a huge blow.

Jing absolutely has this inside information, but he doesn't have much feeling. He only loves his ancient sword.

"I'll be promoted to Xuanwu ten first. I'll wait until Lin Yun comes out."

Jing Jue looks indifferent and doesn't say much.

Before he entered the secret place of Magic Lotus, he had already accomplished ten levels of cultivation in Xuanwu. He killed his opponents all the way in the secret place and seized many secret places of Magic Lotus.

After retiring now, I have a little insight into the secret realm. It's only natural for me to be promoted to ten levels of Xuanwu.

On the other side.

The water has no trace, but he doesn't say a word.

After all, compared with Jing Jue, he was lucky, only lost a bottle of cold cloud pill. It was he who snatched it from Bai Yue's hands, and he had no loss.

If you can climb to the top ten floors, you will lose the chance to create the legend.

"Only the younger martial brother is left."

In the camp of Lingxiao sword Pavilion, elder Luofeng and many disciples were very nervous.

The smile on his face gradually converged.

With Lin Yun's miracles all the way, he has become the biggest winner since he was defeated by water without trace and Jing Jue. The atmosphere of the camp gradually became a little strange, and the look of the elders of each sect to the sword Pavilion changed obviously.

If you don't pay attention to it, you will become the target of public criticism.

Xin Jue glances at the direction of the Hunyuan gate and the eyes of the elders such as Wen Yanbo. They are eager to swallow them up on the spot.

"There's something wrong with the Hunyuan sect. None of the three core disciples of their sect came out and all died in it."

Xin Jue takes back his sight and says slowly.

"Did you die in the hands of younger martial brother?"

"All three of his core disciples died. After Wen Yanbo returned to his sect, he would certainly be condemned."

"Good death."

Luo Feng said coldly, light way: "if really is Lin yunsha, killed also killed, nothing big."

"But there are blood bone gate, magic flame sect and seven Jue castle. There is something wrong with our eyes."

"This is the case in the heilian palace. If there is a winner, there will be a loser. It must be the core disciple of these schools. He has suffered a lot in the hands of younger martial brothers."

"When you come out, you can't avoid some twists and turns. It's hard for these evil cults to give up

"Hunyuan gate will certainly take the opportunity to plug in."

Lin Yun's achievements have reached the limit that the sword Pavilion can bear.

The elder and disciples of the sword Pavilion felt a little bad in their discussions.

"Watching the change, Lingxiao sword Pavilion doesn't cause trouble, but it's never afraid of anything."

At this time, several people's ears sounded a voice, but the sword holding elder in the camp opened his mouth.

Thinking that there is a sword elder here, and also with a Xiao Yun sword, the heart of the sword cabinet elder and his disciples is slightly settled down.

However, Luo Feng still gave Xin Jue and other elders a look, indicating that they were ready.

……

The ninth floor of heilian palace.

After the injury recovers, Lin Yun opens his eyes and falls on Jing Jue's storage bag.

Whoa!

When all the things in the storage bag were poured out, there was no scene of mountains piled up in the imagination.

Jing Jue's vision is extremely high. What can be collected by Jing Jue is all kinds of rare things.

It is either incomplete jade card of martial arts, or high-grade pills, second grade spirit jade, and some strange and strange treasures.

But the most conspicuous one is the sword with simple patterns. The breath is thick and dignified, and there seems to be a fierce beast hidden in the scabbard.

"Treasure soldier?"

Lin Yun moved in his heart and inhaled the knife into his hand to feel it.

Sure enough, it is an ancient treasure, complete and not infected by evil Qi. On the blade, there are two meaningful ancient characters, not blood.Without demonization, it is just like his red flame flag, which can't be used in the secret place of Magic Lotus.

Lin Yun guessed that this should not be his own possession. It is difficult to give him such a good weapon with the details of Qijue castle.

Most likely, it was his harvest in the eighth level.

No wonder, no wonder before he left, he looked at me in the eyes and wanted to eat me.

If I were forced to let out the funeral foil, I'm afraid it would be more painful than death.

However, since he is the enemy, there is nothing to sympathize with. The other party is to blame himself for his ruthlessness.

Besides, there are six treasures. A pot of ancient wine, a censer, a scroll of ancient paintings, a fruit and a fragrant flower.

"Is this?"

Lin Yun's eyes, fell on the flowers, in front of a bright.

Four blue petals, the shape is like a quiet snowflake, green leaves, elegant colors, cold hidden in the silk melancholy.

"Blue snow?"

After thinking about it, Lin Yun is not sure, but this flower is definitely a wonderful flower, and its grade is not low.

Very good, burying flower sword stays at the peak of chaopin xuanbing. It's only one step away from promoting baobing. It would be better to grow this flower.

Gladly accepted, Lin Yun crushed the flower into hundreds of tiny bits, and placed it in the sword box behind it.

He can't guess the name of the ancient wine, but with the fragrance of the wine. At least not inferior, the pot of Phoenix Terrace given by the princess in his hand is a pot of four famous wines.

That fruit, blooming cold dark light, like a gem general crystal clear, shining.

However, it is very similar to the dark ice fruit recorded in Wu Dao Yi Wen Lu.

The ancient painting is a picture of enlightenment, but it is not a picture of sword and flesh, so it is of little use to him.

Incense burner, similar to futon, is a kind of treasure which can assist practice and cultivate spirit.

"This guy's harvest is so much. I'm afraid he's robbed a lot of people, but it's all mine."

Lin Yun is not polite. With a wave, he collects all kinds of treasures that Jing Jue has made great efforts to obtain.

As soon as I swept my eyes, I fell on the sword on the platform of duobaolian.

The corner of his mouth showed a smile. Lin Yun stepped forward quickly and held the sword in his hand.

"Remnant blood."

The name of the sword is CanXue, which is full of bleak meaning, which makes people curious.

But when Lin Yun was about to hold it on the hilt, he suddenly thought of something and stopped.

There was a hesitation on his face, a deep thought and a sigh.

He put down his hand and forced his curiosity in his heart and did not pull out the sword.

He thought of his broken sword body. Except for burying flowers, other swords had not held up three breaths in his hand. After three breaths, without exception, it breaks.

If such a sword is broken in his own hands, Lin Yun has the heart to die.

"That's it."

Shaking his head, after all, he did not have the courage to gamble and put the sword into the storage bag.

His eyes fell on the platform of duobaolian, flashed in his eyes and made up his mind.

The 10th floor of the palace is here after all.

Just do not know, waiting for their own test, what will be.

In the whirling of the earth, Lin Yun felt his body was infinitely elongated, and his consciousness was gradually blurred.

When the line of sight recovers and the feet land, I find a gray space in the deep.

A river, in front of their own body, the other side of the river seems to have a palace, but also seems to have nothing.

"Where is this place?"

Lin Yun slightly frowned, the test of the previous nine layers is not like this.

Is it that the ten floors of the palace are an independent space?

Climbing to the top of the 10th floor has become a legend far away. No one knows what will happen if the 10th floor test fails.

Maybe it's death, maybe trapped in this space forever.

But now there is no way back, Lin Yun did not think much, set foot on the broad river.

The river is cold. Walking among them is much colder than heilian lake.

Whoa!

Intermittent rain, no sign of the next up, hit in the water. Like large and small pearls, impact on the jade plate used by the immortal, making a very nice sound.

Rain hazy, a black lotus, from the opposite bank slowly floated over.

Lin Yun stopped, a little uneasy in his heart. The nine tests were all white lotus stage.

In the secret realm of Magic Lotus, we can see most of them are black lotus, and the washed Black Lotus is green lotus.

What is the connection between black lotus, green lotus and white lotus?

Before, Lin Yun did not think about this problem. He only regarded it as a secret place. Myself, like all living beings, is just a passer-by.

But now, came to the ten floors of the palace, but can not help but associate.He couldn't think more about it. The Black Lotus platform was getting closer and clearer in his eyes.

On the lotus stage, a man in black was sitting cross legged, with a sword at random.

The cultivation of the man in black is equal to that of him.

Inexplicable, let Lin Yun feel silk dangerous breath, nervous up.

"Rain is the fault of life, the rain is the joys and sorrows..."

The man in black reached for the rain and looked up at the sky. The sky was covered with dark clouds.

"You are not the one I want to see."

Lin Yun looks calm and says in a deep voice.

The man in black rose slowly and said with a smile, "he is the cloud, I am the rain, and I am the fault he made in his life."

I don't know when the rain stopped. The man in black put out his hand.

The sword on the stage was held in the hand, and the wind brought a few drops of water on the river.

The long sleeves were like clouds. The man in black waved his sword and slapped it in one of the drops of water.

Hum!

The majestic sword meaning permeates in the water drop, the broad lake surface, in the sword sense frightens slightly trembles.

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and pulled out his sword. The body of the sword was in front of his eyes, blocking the drop of water that was supposed to penetrate his eyebrows.

Bang!

In the great noise of the sky, a water curtain of ten Zhang high rises on the river surface.

Lin Yun's long hair, in the strong wind concussion, scattered on the spot, black silk such as waterfall, dancing with the wind.

[these two days are not in good condition. Write more tomorrow and try to finish the plot of the Black Lotus Palace at one go. The origin of the secret place of black face will not waste pen and ink to write. 】

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