Sovereign of the Era

Twisted gap, sudden burst of strong light, dazzling.

Thirteen ye and the fat old man became more and more dignified after their faces changed slightly.

After half a ring, the fat old man said with a smile: "this boy is really restless. It seems that you are afraid that it is difficult to send out the fish and dragon balls..."

Thirteen ye took back his eyes and pondered: "let's leave it to fate. He should understand the consequences of his own choice."

The conversation between them seems to have no clue.

As a matter of fact, with the cultivation of Er Lao, they all feel that there is a violent fluctuation of energy in the sword burial diagram.

All of a sudden, there was more than ten times more violent fluctuation.

Even in the eyes of the two elders' cultivation, it is quite terrible and can not be underestimated.

There is no doubt that Lin Yun in the secret place is at the critical time to break through the sword formula.

Sword burial, five stories, on the ancient stone platform.

In the desolate space, all kinds of visions of sword meaning evolved, and became furious.

All the reasons, all come to a stone platform, burst out of the bright light.

The light is like a burning sun, the light is so bright that it seems to shine the vast space with no shadow.

In the dazzling light, there is a fuzzy figure.

There is no doubt that the master of the figure will not be anyone else except Lin Yun.

All things, only because the demon pill swallowed by Lin Yun has reached the point of being refined to the end.

In the depth of his body, the demon pill containing the pure aura of mountain is only the size of a small nail.

But it was the size of this little nail, and a terrible light broke out in his body, and thousands of lights burst out.

Lin Yun underestimated and underestimated the horror of this demon pill. He had been feeding Zifu demon Dan for ten years. The aura of the fish King's refining has reached a level that makes him marvelous. It is thick and dignified, pure and concise.

Now, above the sky, clouds of blood are rolling. The dull thunder, in the cloud layer which the sword idea evolves, rings unceasingly, is obviously brewing something.

The breath of terror filled the sky, and there was no thunder in the dark space.

In addition to the violent restlessness, there is no sound in the whole space, and the silence makes people feel strange.

A storm before the depression, is in this small space diffuse. Lin Yun's face on the stone platform was more dignified than ever before, and his hair stood up all over his body.

For no reason, he felt inexplicable panic. He had a premonition that if he could not be promoted to the Jiuchong sword formula.

The next thunder, which will break out, will obliterate him in an instant and vanish on the spot.

Lin Yun, covered with light, is nervous before his mind. The purple kite sword formula keeps running, refining the fish dragon demon pill crazily.

As long as you refine the demon pill before the thunder falls, you will have the hope of blocking the sword formula promotion.

Buzz!

All of a sudden, Lin Yun felt the purple iris flower shaking.

Seventy one petals are humming like sharp swords, bursting out a violent sword meaning, and devouring the bright and dazzling demon pill in the body in the way of plundering.

It seems to be conscious of the general, sensing the imminent danger, appears very anxious. The nail size demon pill, with the speed visible to the naked eye, was quickly swallowed up, and the light shrouded in its body was also shrinking and condensed.

Boom!

Between the sky, the blood cloud of the reckless sword idea is rolling violently. Burst out loud bang bang, suffocating sense of oppression, again strengthened.

Come on, come on, come on!

As if in a race with the God of death, behind the invisible devil, chasing himself.

Lin Yun's heart is extremely anxious, life and death, all thoughts dissipated.

Whew!

When the last light of the demon pill was swallowed up by the purple iris flower, Lin Yunxin immediately lifted it up, and saw a little bit of brilliance emerging from the four limbs and hundreds of skeletons in his body. Like raindrops, falling towards the purple iris, like moths to the fire, regardless of everything.

When all the splendor falls on the purple iris, Lin Yun's heart jumps fiercely.

He saw that the ice crystal like purple iris flower suddenly broke, and then re condensed, constantly changing.

Not much sound, a brand-new purple iris flower, in his body re coagulation shape. The new iris, like purple ice crystal, is much thinner than before. In addition, there is a small blood line in the center of the petals, which looks like life.

Lin Yun's mind is buzzing and exploding. It's hard to describe the feeling after seeing this flower.

If you have to use a word to say, is the demon!

Charming and noble, as if the king of flowers, arrogant world.

When the seventy-two petals are all opened, it seems that there is an ancient sound passing through time and space. Condensing the vicissitudes of the long years, turning into obscure and profound ideas, concussion endlessly in his mind.

In my mind, there is a vast and majestic picture, an old man in purple, with a cold and stern face, his eyes like electricity and his arrogance.Hengdan is in the sky. He sticks his sword in front of him. His left fingers are close together. He draws from the end of the sword to the tip of the sword.

"In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!"

When the two fingers of his left hand crossed the tip of the sword, a mysterious sword seal appeared on his body. The old man in purple burst out with a terrible sword sense. Behind him, a huge purple iris flower suddenly bloomed.

At the moment when the slanting iris blooms, it stirs the clouds all over the sky.

In the sky, there is a huge and terrible whirlpool. It seems that the whole heaven and earth are absorbed instead of clouds.

The old man in purple swept with his sword, and the black magic shadow that rushed towards him was blown into nothingness in an instant.

In the name of sword, I make flowers bloom.

Lin Yun's heart was shocked, and a strange emotion filled his heart.

After thinking about it, the old man in purple in my mind must be the master of Ziyuan sword.

In the picture, every action of the old man in purple is constantly reconstructed in his mind.

I see!

It suddenly dawned on him that the sword seal offered by the old man in purple was actually the flash of youth he had mastered before.

However, in a flash, it will exhaust the real yuan once it is put into use.

Can only be used to fight with people, and gambling too big, can not kill opponents, they will die.

However, after the sword formula is promoted to nine levels, as long as the sword seal is offered, the flowers will bloom with one thought.

He kept thinking about it in his heart, copying the mysterious sword seal of Ziyuan sword saint, and a mysterious wave spread out.

On the ancient stone platform, Lin Yun exudes a mysterious purple light, like petals.

Boom!

Suddenly, a roar full of blood and killing broke out suddenly between heaven and earth, and the boundless blood cloud gave out a terrible roar.

Then it rolled violently and evolved into a bloody shadow, like a demon.

Holding a sword with a length of 100 Zhang, he cut it down towards the stone platform where Lin Yun was.

Bang bang!

Where the sword passes by, the old stone platform is chopped into powder on the spot.

The stone platform, which has existed for many years, is just like paper paste in front of the sword and is vulnerable to a single blow.

Lin Yun opened his eyes and saw a scene in front of him. His face suddenly changed.

The blood and shadow are like mountains, and their swords are like thunder. It seems that they are going to sweep everything.

Lin Yun on the stone platform is very small in front of the sword.

"Damn it!"

Lin Yun had to raise his hand. The funeral sword, which was not put into the stone platform, turned into a light and fell into his hands.

Whoosh!

The strong wind from the sword awn blew Lin Yun's green shirt into a hunting sound. His long hair had already split, and he was undulating in the wind behind him.

However, it is strange to say that it is clearly the realm of life and death, but when holding the sword handle of burial foil sword.

Lin Yun's heart, surprisingly quiet up.

Old friend, trouble you again

One person and one sword, after too much life and death, has long been interlinked. There is no need to say more. The sword body is humming and burying the foil shows his attitude.

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth slightly cocked, showing a smile.

Looking up, the smile on the youth's face gradually converged, replaced by a heart to the sword, fearless spirit of life and death.

No, Lin Yun will never die here!

Seeing the bloody sword sweeping all over the world, it will fall.

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, held the sword in his right hand and held it in front of him. His left fingers were close together, and he kept scraping upward.

Click! CLICK!

With the close arms, slowly across, the purple iris blossom one by one.

When his fingers crossed the tip of the sword, seventy-two petals were in full bloom, and an incomparable sword power broke out from Lin Yun.

"In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!"

On top of it, a huge purple iris flower blooms abruptly, stirring the wind and cloud all over the sky. Lin Yun holds a sword in both hands to block the falling bloody sword.

Bang!

In the Jingtian bang, a strange scene appeared. Lin Yun, seemingly small, blocked the sword.

The ground rumbled and trembled, and Lin Yun's mouth overflowed with blood, and his face turned pale and matchless in an instant.

At the foot of the ancient stone platform, there is a trace of cracks, and it is about to fall apart.

"Go away!"

Gritting his teeth, Lin Yun roared with all his strength and shook the bloody sword awoke for a moment.

Wheezing!

Taking advantage of a moment, he stepped on the old stone platform and ran out like lightning.

Boom!

The bloody sword was no longer obstructed, and it was cut directly on the ground, marking out a huge gully that could not be seen at all.

Half squatting on the other stone platform, Lin Yun is weak and weak, and kicks gas.His hair was dishevelled and his nostrils, eyes and ears were slowly overflowing with blood. This barely blocked sword still hurt him.

Can young mouth, stubborn raised a trace of smile.

He survived after all!

In the forest of swordsmen, thirteen Yeh and the fat old man who ate fish flashed in their eyes at the same time.

Half ring, thirteen Ye touched his beard and said with a smile: "this boy, his life is really big."

The fat old man took a small sip of cold pool fragrant dew and said with a smile: "ha ha, fight for life with the sky, bury the numerous corpses in the sword map, and the endless broken sword did not frighten this boy back. He is really very lucky." The

full of snow dragon fish has been eaten by 1/3 of the two people, but the crescent moon, which contains all the essence of the snow dragon fish, is still not moving.

They both stare at each other. Whoever dares to move is a sword No, it's chopsticks.

Not far away, the blood dragon horse, pitifully lying on the ground, looking forward to the snow dragon fish in the pot. Saliva flow a ground, the eye is full of water mist, is really has never seen the aggrieved appearance.

"Fish? Count me in as well... "

Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Yun came out with a smile on his face.

The two elders did not expect Lin Yun to appear so soon. Before they could react, they saw Lin Yun picking up chopsticks and clamping the crescent meat in the pot in his mouth.

"Comfortable, Xiaohong, come and have some."

When the moment of the crescent meat entrance, Lin Yun's eyes will light up, has never eaten so delicious. Hearty and incisive, the aftertaste is infinite, the whole body sharp pain wound, has alleviated many for it.

Looking up, the blood dragon horse is looking at himself eagerly.

Lin Yun's face showed a smile and raised the whole pot.

"Stop it!"

Thirteen ye and the fat old man's face, at the same time a dark, get up to drink.

But there are still two-thirds of the snow dragon fish, even meat with soup, has been swallowed by the blood dragon horse.

Gulong, Gulong!

Looking up at the second old man, xuelongma's eyes narrowed slightly. The unprecedented satisfaction filled the whole body, revealing two rows of front door teeth and laughing strangely.

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