Sovereign of the Era

Tomorrow's war, I'll wait for you!

Cao Zhen's very calm words, but in the vast meeting hall on the top of the mountain, set off a huge wave.

He can say it, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't. Tomorrow's war is inevitable. Tianfu Academy must send Lin Yun to challenge him.

But since he has said that, it shows an attitude. He Cao Zhen, the evil spirit cultivated by BeiXue mountain villa, has begun to attach importance to Lin Yun.

Tomorrow's World War I, he will seriously deal with, never perfunctory.

This is respect for opponents and recognition of Lin Yun's strength. There is no doubt that tomorrow's World War I will be extremely wonderful.

There is no need to say much about the waves and expectations in people's hearts. It's exciting just to think about it.

If before, certainly nobody can think that Lin Yunneng is qualified to compare with Cao Zhen. Lin Yun will surely lose if they fight.

Can see today, this crazy hell mode, I'm afraid no one can be sure. Lin Yun, you will be defeated.

Between the victory and the defeat, the suspense is full.

Lin Yun meets that vision, looks at each other's cold face, but feels a lot of pressure.

This person is very strong. He can feel that this person is not easy to deal with.

When Cao Zhen finished speaking, he left with the people of Zilu Academy. In the eyes of the public, he gradually drifted away until he disappeared.

Looking at the back of this man's departure, Lin Yun said in his heart that interesting people, tomorrow's World War I is very important to me.

He had a premonition that this war would be the most dangerous one since he left Lingxiao sword Pavilion.

Winning or losing is very important. If you lose, you will be beaten down completely.

Not to mention the issue of whether Qi will fall, the influence of the mind alone is very terrible. It is very likely that once defeated, they will suffer a heavy setback. It is impossible to shine at the Dragon feast within a year.

The dragon cloud list, not to mention the top of the list, is afraid to fight for a place, it is very difficult.

But our swordsmen have always been like this. If we don't have a heart which is not afraid of life and death, how can we go forward!

In the eyes of the youth, a strong sense of war gradually rose.

……

Night, as scheduled.

With the cold wind, blowing into the courtyard where Lin Yun is, and climbing in along the window. The wind, brought a trace of cool, also brought the full moon.

Lin Yun, sitting cross legged in the room, exudes a light silver light and is practicing the purple kite sword formula.

The hot and dry heart after the fierce war in the day, the cold wind and the full moon made his heart peaceful gradually.

But this temporary peace is just the silence before the storm is coming. Tomorrow, there will be a war that will shake Lin Yun's whole heart.

With the operation of the sword rhyme, the aura of the heaven and earth of the four directions poured into the youth in a slow and huge way.

Lin Yun is like a whale in the deep sea. He devours these auras, nourishes his body and consolidates his accomplishments.

The whole body silver light, but flickers unceasingly, will young that piece of cold face, the reflection how many some aloof.

Wheezing!

Half an hour later, Lin Yun opened his eyes and flashed his fierce eyes. The eye light is like a sword. At that moment, it seems that the room is as bright as the day. The sharp and domineering sword spirit rises from the youth, which is as vast as the sea.

Half ring, this majestic sword meaning, disappeared, all hidden in Lin Yun's body, not a trace of leakage.

The vastness of this sword meaning is far beyond the expectation of outsiders.

What's more, Lin Yun has been able to make such a domineering sword in his hands, which is easy to accept and release. If you change to someone else and suddenly have such a terrible sword meaning, it's like a child waving an iron sword far beyond his weight, staggering and hurting himself instead of others.

"Ziyuan's sword rhyme is as sharp as ever, but I still can't break through the bottleneck of the Yin Xuan realm for a while."

Lin Yun looked up and saw the bright moon hanging on the top of the mountain outside the window, which made the whole mountain seem very quiet.

Just then, he tried several times to attack the bottleneck of the realm with the sword formula. Without exception, they all failed.

It was an accident. It was just that the accumulation was not enough.

During this period of time, the improvement of his cultivation was basically a natural result, and the bottleneck was easily washed away. At present, we have finally reached the real big ridge and have been blocked for the time being.

If you refine the fire prison flowers in the storage bag, there will be no accident, and you will be able to ascend the yangxuan realm in Shanxi.

If so, it would be too worthless. This flower is quite rare. It's hard to see it for decades. Even xuanyang hall, the most powerful resource in Youzhou City, can't get fire prison flowers.

It's a pity that you can't meet the natural material and treasure that you can't ask for. It's really a pity to refine it in the Yin Xuan realm.

It's just that Cao ZhenIn the daytime, he and Cao Zhen just looked at each other from afar. But with this one eye, Lin Yun can feel that the other party's accomplishments are so profound. For fear that the rumors are true, it has already reached the terrible state of yangxuan realm.

The real yuan gathered together, majestic and vast, such as the vast ocean, it is difficult to resist.

This kind of realm is much better than Jiang Yi and Cao Xiu. There is a huge gap between the Yin and Yang xuanjing, and the Yang xuanjing is good.

However, the yangxuanjing became a great success, which widened the gap. If you want to praise the realm of war, you are reluctant to do so.

Lin Yun's heart gives birth to bursts of pressure, but not all of this Cao Zhen, he thought further.

Although Cao Zhen is a monster, he is still in his twenties. Compared with the real strong man on the dragon cloud list, there is still a big gap.

A Cao Zhen is so terrible, if can't defeat, want to fight for the seat of the dragon cloud list, really some naive.

How can I chase Su ziyao?

"I'm afraid this war is doomed to be quite tragic..."

Lin Yun whispered to himself, with a flash of light in his eyes. However, he would never retreat from the war, because he had no way out.

Take back his thoughts, Lin Yun in the storage bag, gently patted, the picture of tiger sniffing rose out.

The tiger in the painting is powerful and powerful. It swallows up the eight wastelands and opens its mouth to join the sun, the moon and the stars. It is such a fierce tiger, with its eyes closed and meekly embroidered with rose petals in the palm of a man in green. He has seen this painting volume many times.

When you look at it carefully now, the soul seal in the Xuan palace will immediately shine. A wave of soul power, if there is nothing, comes from him, and slowly sends out.

Where do flowers start!

In front of his eyes, the picture is blurred and becomes clear. The man in green with the sword murmurs to himself, the rose in his palm rises and falls gently, his right hand takes the sword, and he dances in the air.

The flower falls off the tip of the sword and blooms into a dazzling expanse. At this moment, the people in Tsing Yi who want to condense like water. His body suddenly erupts infinite sword power, which is much stronger than the tiger who swallows up the eight wastes and can merge with the sun, moon and stars.

Sword point rose blooms, thousands of rays of light burst, one side of the world, streamer scattered, more dazzling than the stars, than the sun and moon contend for glory. As if, the next sword falls, the mountains and rivers will tremble under this sword.

When he collected the sword, the flowers were falling, colorful and competing.

All of a sudden, the man in green looks back and smiles. The smile makes the flowers fade. His vision through the painting, as if on Lin Yun's eyes, sword out, jump in the air.

Click!

There was a sound of the picture exploding, flowers and rain all over the sky, endless mountains and rivers, and he broke the painting with a sword.

Lin Yun quickly closed his eyes and closed the picture. His heart was pounding. I can't tell whether it's nervousness, fear, excitement, or all of them.

It was a long time before he opened his eyes.

Looking up, the moonlight is like water in the night. All I saw just now was like a dream. There were no roses, no tigers, and no man in Tsing Yi who was like a God.

But Lin Yun's eyes, blooming with excited look, pondered: "see, really see. This sword technique is totally different from what I saw at first. Where does the flower start. Where does the flower start? The light of this sword seems to be able to compete with the sun and the moon, making the stars pale. The sword, the smile... "

In this way, it proved the long-term speculation in his mind that the painting really needs a very high level of spiritual tattoo to understand.

At present, progress is not small, but it is still difficult to bear the edge.

The sword made by the man in Tsing Yi broke the painting, which made him feel as if he had not had time to close the painting. Most likely, he will stab his soul with a sword.

Lin Yun's excited heart gradually calmed down.

It seems that only after observing and studying the semi Taoist scriptures of Tianfu academy can we fully understand this set of sword techniques left by the people in Qingyi. But even so, the last sword of the man in Tsing Yi, the one with a look back and a smile, pierced the picture, still made him fall into deep meditation.

If I bury the flowers in my hand, can I also break the painting?

Maybe, not necessarily impossible!

At the same time.

In the courtyard where Zilu academy is located, Cao Zhen is sitting in front of a tea table. He is holding a cup of tea and quietly watching the fragrance of tea. He seems to be a wooden head. He does not know how long it has lasted.

Creak!

Until the door was pushed open, Cao Zhen would drink the cup of tea.

Wearing purple clothes, he is the leader of the Zilu Academy. His position is no less than that of Tang Yu, the leader of Tianfu Academy. His strength is quite terrible.

"When the war came, I thought you would step up your hard training. I didn't expect to be so calm. It seems that you didn't really pay attention to Lin Yun. Tomorrow's war is sure." He said softly, smiling.

When Cao Zhen heard the speech, his eyes flashed, he shook his head and said in a soft voice, "I didn't practice hard, just because there was no need for it. I practiced enough on weekdays, not bad for this evening. I seem calm and just wonder why the sword he wields in the daytime is so fast. ""Have you figured it out?" The old man in purple looked nervous and asked in a hurry.

In his opinion, even if Lin Yun had extraordinary skills, he could achieve the perfect cultivation in the Yin and metaphysical realm, and he could defeat Cao Xiu and Jiang Yi. But on Cao Zhen, there is no such possibility, on the contrary, he will face considerable pressure.

What is really terrible is Lin Yun's sword, especially the sword that killed Cao Xiu.

Some of them are too fast, not only fast, but also extremely overbearing.

Cao Zhen shook his head, light way: "see some clues, but not completely figured out."

"Isn't it quite passive?" The old man in purple frowns.

"Why? In fact, I don't have to figure it out completely. I need a knife. It's faster than his sword. "

In the moonlight, Cao Zhen's thin face was particularly cold.

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