Sovereign of the Era

Lingxiao sword Pavilion, the top of a solitary peak.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Lin Yun sits with his knees crossed, his eyes closed, and his sword is buried on a rock a hundred meters away.

The feast is coming, and there is not much time left. Lin Yun will stabilize the body method of Tengyun Jue. Instead of painstakingly practicing, I came here to observe the clouds, watch the fog, listen to the wind and enjoy the moon, so as to cultivate my heart and cultivate my sword heart.

He is a swordsman after all, no matter how strong Cang Long Jiu becomes, no matter how terrible the forbidden boxing is, or how bad the Tengyun Jue is.

If you want to shine at the Dragon feast and win the place you want, you still have to rely on the sword in your hand.

Having seen the elegant demeanor of Yan Longzi, Lin Yun deeply realized the difference between himself and the three Wangs and seven Ying. If you want to compete with these people, the most important thing to rely on is still your own spirit sword. If you can take the heart of the sword further and cultivate the spirit sword idea to the level of small success, there is no doubt that the victory will be greater.

In front of him, endless sea of clouds, a vast expanse of white.

At a certain moment, when the morning sun rises, countless golden lights fall on the sea of clouds. The boundless cloud Haydn is dazzling and dazzling, spreading a layer of golden brilliance, like a dreamland.

"Sword!"

When the light covered the whole sea of clouds, Lin Yun's eyes seemed to be in full bloom, and the burial sword came out from the scabbard and was caught by one of them.

The majestic sword is extremely domineering. The sword contains the cutting edge of all things. It is indomitable and can cut the sky and the earth.

Click!

Lin Yun wields a sword, in front of which is covered with endless sword light. A smooth gap appears and spreads out continuously.

Hiss! Hiss!

The endless sea of clouds was torn like cloth. The gap was torn for 3000 meters before it came to an abrupt end.

The split gap only existed for a moment, and the vast sea of clouds quickly closed, and the sword idea could not survive forever.

"Still 3000 meters It's really hard to get promoted to Xiaocheng

Lin Yun threw it away and buried the flower sword into the scabbard a hundred meters away. On top of his head, stars were falling like snow.

Shaking his head, Lin Yun sat down again, watching the cloud and listening to the wind.

As time goes by, the sun rises and sets, and Lin Yun is on the top of the lonely mountain, motionless.

In the blink of an eye, five days have passed.

Another round of sunrise is coming out at dawn. The sea of white clouds will shine with golden light. In Lin Yun's eyes, the process of the golden light falling is broken down into a set of slow movements. The golden light, in his eyes, is like rice grains beating in the sea of clouds.

All of a sudden, Lin Yun's heart moved and suddenly realized.

The sword is spiritual, invisible and spiritual. After the invisible things are channeled, they can be cut off easily like melons and vegetables. Whether it is the mountains, the earth, or the rivers, the sword can destroy the withered and decadent.

But the vast sea of clouds is also an invisible thing in essence.

"I see, but I was wrong. How can we succeed in chopping the sea of clouds by cutting off the tangible? I was wrong in the beginning... "

Lin Yun suddenly realized that he immediately raised his hand, and his five fingers held the funeral flowers.

There is no fancy. Lin Yun's sword doesn't use Zhenyuan or strength. It only has pure sword meaning. It looks flat and has no light. When it stabs out, it gives people the feeling that Hu tianmie and splits Tiandu into a ferocious crack.

Boom!

However, the power of this sword is unimaginable. It gathers all the stars falling from the sky to form a huge star Xuan.

There is a bright sword light inside the xingxuan, and hundreds of majestic starlights revolve around the sword light in all directions. In the process of rotation, xingxuan bursts out a terrifying power. At this moment, Lin Yun's sword power reaches an unprecedented level.

At the next moment, the sea of clouds in front of me is directly shattered by this sword and shakes into nothingness.

Whoa!

Without the shelter of the sea of clouds, the majestic star Xuan above Lin Yun's head burst out thousands of lights on the top of Gushan Mountain, shining the golden light of the forest in the lower Fangshan Mountain, just like the endless morning light emerging from the dawn.

With the spirit of sword, you will be promoted to Xiaocheng!

Lin Yunchang breathed a sigh of relief and practiced the sword with Xiaocheng's Tongling sword.

Rush thunder to cut electricity!

Startle the goose and break the sun!

The stars are exploding!

Morning break!

Oh, my God!

Blood town mountain river!

Six types of swords were used in his hands like gods and ghosts, stirring up the storm. For a moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and thunder and lightning flashed. The top of the lonely mountain was like the end of the world, and ghosts and gods would come out.

At the end of the day, Lin Yun cut the world with one sword and perfectly integrated the six killing moves.

"Happy!"

Lin Yun took his sword back to his scabbard and drank it like thunder. The mountains were shaking.

With Xiaocheng's sense of Tongling sword, Lin Yun's sword, which was hard to tame as a wild animal, was as easy as an arm's command.

In addition to Lin Yun, no one knows how terrifying this sword move is. In addition to this tyrant, he also has a more terrifying card, that is, he has reached the realm of sword breaking mountains and rivers.Whether it's the dust light sword technique or the Ba sword left by the unknown sword, it's enough to crown the southern region.

But Lin Yun went further. In these two sword techniques, he created only two sword moves belonging to him, which will surely usher in his own glory in the Dragon feast.

……

The Dragon feast is getting closer and closer, and the whole Nanhua ancient region is surging.

In addition to Lin Yun, other people are also forgetting to eat and sleep, in order to shine in the feast.

Mujiancheng Tianling mountain remote place, xueshangge wuxiaotian, randomly sitting on a rock.

Boom!

In the air, there was a bloody air current rippling like water waves, which filled the whole body of wuxiaotian. In front of him, there were two king demon pills contaminated with evil Qi, which were constantly refining.

In the demon pill, the demonic evil spirits and evil Qi were refined countless times, and they were infused into his body like electric light. The blood gas that was wandering around his body became more and more rich, bright and dripping, just like demon blood.

When the two demon pills were all refined, his whole body was filled with blood and suddenly gathered into a majestic blood group.

Boom!

The next moment, the blood group strange burning up, turned into a bear blood flame. The blood flame was very strange. It looked like liquid, but it was full of fire. The valley was bright red, and everything was covered with a layer of hazy blood fire.

"The blood flame devil decides, finally is 12 double full circle."

Wu Xiaotian spits out his turbid air, and his face is calm, and he can't see the slightest excitement.

As far as he is concerned, it's just that he didn't mention the ordinary blood in Shangyan Pavilion.

In the rare animal tide in a thousand years, Wu Xiaotian snatched two king level demon pills in the extremely fierce competition. When the tide of animals was over, he simply stayed and closed down to refine in Tianling mountains.

Finally, before the Dragon feast came, he refined the two demon pills, and cultivated the blood flame devil's determination to the state of twelve times full.

If the patriarch of Xueshang Pavilion knew this, he would be overjoyed.

In addition to the patriarchs, no one can practice such miraculous skills as blood flame magic. All of them are crazy after ten times.

All of a sudden, Wu Xiaotian thought of Lin Yun. The boy left suddenly before the final battle of the beast tide, which shocked him for a long time.

But for a moment, Wu Xiaotian did not think about it. The man chose the most difficult road and was doomed to fail.

On the contrary, after he left, a number of rookies emerged in the Millennium beast tide, one by one strong adverse weather, even he felt a little pressure.

"I'm afraid this dragon feast will be quite wonderful. Jiang ziye, don't let me down too much!"

In my mind, there was a very cold face, and the look in Wu Xiaotian's eyes suddenly became cold. After that, the blood flame crazily wriggles, and then suddenly explodes. Within ten miles, everything is frozen, and the vitality is annihilated and withered in an instant.

……

In the cold and bitter land in the north of Nanhua ancient region, there is endless ice. Among the thousands of snow peaks, a villa stands on the top of the mountains.

This is BeiXue mountain villa!

The top three of the nine overlords of BeiXue mountain villa are unfathomable. Compared with the most powerful overlord, ziyue Dongtian, it is only a drop in the sky.

Inside the villa, a middle-aged man in blue sits on the throne.

This man is the leader of BeiXue mountain villa.

Behind the throne, there are many cold swords. The light of the sword is so sharp that it seems to be much colder than the flying snow.

In front of the middle-aged man in blue, there are many disciples standing upright in the wind and snow. In front of them, a young man knelt in front of the throne, looking respectful and dignified.

The young man looked rather green and astringent, but at the age of eighteen or nineteen, his accomplishments were formidable and terrifying, and he had already reached the state of half step spirit.

In addition, what's more terrible is that his sword sense is as vigorous as the ocean and as fierce as a snow peak, which makes people dare not wipe his edge.

"Mu Han, you are the most gifted Kendo among the descendants of BeiXue mountain villa. I haven't let you go out for 18 years. If the sword doesn't come out of its sheath, the whole southern region will tremble for it once it's out of its sheath. The northern snow mountain villa is not in vain. "

The middle-aged man in blue said coldly: "this dragon feast, you must kill at least 15."

"Fifteen? My goal is to be in the top ten. If I don't get into the top ten, everything is meaningless. "

The young man kneeling on the ground was frightfully cold, and his words were even colder and beyond doubt.

Whew!

At this time, a sword light in the sky flying snow, through the vast snow mountains, toward the villa kept falling.

Where the sword light passed, all the flying snow in the air stopped, as if time were still. Even though the sword light has gone far away, the snow still remains unchanged in the place it has passed.

"Elder martial brother!"

"Elder martial brother is back!"

All the disciples of BeiXue mountain villa were excited when they saw the sword light. Even Mu Han, who was kneeling on the ground, flashed a dignified look in his eyes.The middle-aged man with a dignified look in blue also shows a faint smile at this time.

The person who can make all the disciples of BeiXue mountain villa be called elder martial brother naturally has no one else except Nangong Wanyu.

When the feast is coming, the names on the list of dragon clouds, which make people like thunder, appear one after another and return to their respective ancestral gates.

In the undercurrent surging, the appearance of three kings and seven Ying Nangong evening jade is destined to be only a beginning.

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