The One and Only

"God's sword!"

The God of the Tiandu is huge, he naturally recognizes, what is the sword.

Not a half-step god, but a complete godlings, but not just getting started, he has already made a small, completely stable godlings.

This is incredible!

God's sword, the seven products gods, how many Shengzun will not be able to master the swords of the monks and even the death, they have mastered by a junior.

The most important thing is!

In the Kunlun world, only the people who have a seven swords in the Kunlun are qualified to be called the sword, otherwise it is just the Sword of the sword.

The big east, although the holy monarch is rare, but Lin Lin has always added, two thousand or even 3,000 holy monanders are possible.

There is a top ten sacal gate valve, and there is a peace of the holy land of the east, and there are Jiu Sheng and other holy places.

Although the sacred road is difficult, as long as the resources are sufficient, the Shengjun Shouyuan is difficult to fall, the number of holy monarch is definitely more and more.

The light is the six holy land, and tens of thousands of years have accumulated, and each holy land has at least hundreds of holy strong.

But the sword is not much!

They use the sword to become holy, the palm seven swords, with the sword field, the front of the front, almost the symptom of invincible.

Cross-border combat, even if there is no words, it is the second word of Judan.

At the moment, Lin Yun is such a juvenile sword. He is not until the age of 30.

How is this exaggeration!

The sky is blown up, and the whole person is numb, almost the instinctive retreat.

Who dares to prepare, and a sword is so close?

Even if he is expensive as a sixth order, there is also a possibility.

"Little Hao Ran, thousands of miles, big wind, break!"

Lin Yunchang danced, and the golden light was burst, and the gods of the swords were rushing, and the two-day days cracked.

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When he waved his sword, the King Dan's field of Tianzhu was collapsed, and all kinds of pressure walked.

"Eight Wildness Day Lei Shengli!"

But the counterattack of the Tiandujun also kills. He retired to a safe place, and the right hand is in the sky.

Rumble!

The spirit of being arranged on the sky, and a holy grape is from the hundred miles, they cross, form an ancient temple.

He broke out the thunder column in the palm of the day, and the razor rushed straight to the array node.

boom!

The next moment of engraving is completely mused, and it is terrible for the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred.

Under such a big trend, Lin Yun gods' swords were somewhat small, and was suppressed by a little bit.

"What is the god, does not master the sword field, still in the old man is still ate!"

Tianshu is calmed down, and the eyes are exposed to the eyes.

Eight wild days, Zi Zhan, rumbled, with one of the absolute majestic Tianwei suppressed everything, at the same time, there was a rope.

Hey!

Lin Yunjian waved, funeral flowers and robbery touched, bursting with glamors, showing Kunlun's jade.

Look far, just like a juvenile of Tsing Yi, in the sword against Tianwei.

The picture is extremely shocking, and people who see can't come.

Lin Yun puts the swordsman to the extreme, although the body is constantly falling, but the style is not half the point.

"See you can get to a few times."

The sky is not panic, and he turned his hand to ask a battle flag, branded on the old golden.

This Jinwu is different from other Jinwu, which is a purple golden, burning terrible purple thunderi.

Rumble!

As the battle flag waved, the power of the Eight Waterfare Saint-Help rose, and constantly suppressed Lin Yun's sword.

Not only that, but there is a thunder, the thunder, and the source is constantly rushed to Lin Yun.

"It's now!"

Tianzhu Holy Jun mobilized Jin Dan, full of long hair, Jin Dan's impersonation once again, a flashing came to the array.

Page!

Jin Wu battle flag waving, carrying thunderstorms, constantly retreat Lin Yun.

"Funeral Flower, is your sword not very sharp? How can I can't break my Tianlei Preservoir!"

Tiansheng Sheng Jun is very open, he fell in a group, but he did not close to Lin Yun.

Only in the battle flag, let the Lei Zi source will continue to rise, and Lin Yun will die in the array, and the sword of Lin Yun is constantly fighting.

Lin Yun is innocent, he shots the speed, it has been dazzling.

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The sword light is in the vertical and horizontal, and his deeper drip is not leaking. Many times, even if it is unknown, blocking many robbery in advance.

"Funeral flowers, you only dare to do short-headed turtles? You can't break my array!"

Tiansheng Sheng Jun saw Lin Yun's unrest, suddenly worried, speaking, challenging, want to disturb Lin Yunxiang.

"as you wish……"

Lin Yun wrist, after blocking a few waves, countless and shadow overlap, revealing the clear body, standing in the ground.

"Hahaha, you are coming!"

Tiangu Sheng Jun saw a big joy, he was not afraid that Lin Yun rushed over, Tianlei is a murder, and a moving method will change, and thunder will continue to overlay.

He is afraid that Lin Yunrtao keeps the original place, so that the power is unable to play the greatest, and the long-lasting, it is him.

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But his smile quickly stiff, and Lin Yun people turned around in the same place, and flew out of thirty-six residues in the body.

There is only black and white two colors in the world, just like an ink painting, the thirty-six fires are like a thirty-six strokes.

Lin Yunru, the saints, the ink, and the ink is outlined out an old and huge flavor.

"36!"

Wait until the sky is condensed, and Lin Yun is swim.

boom!

The nodes of the Tianlei areas, one by one, is destroyed by swords, and the big holy arithmeters collapsed like a iceberg.

Before Lin Yun seems to be defensive, he is stunned, and it is always looking for a flaw of the array.

When he shot, he was known to have a seven seven eight eight.

"Seventy-two!"

The moment falls in the sky, Lin Yunzhi is crosstred, and the sword is continuously stabbed.

Every thorns, the gravity on the ground is doubled.

Initial, Tianzhu Sheng Jun can also encourage defense, and gradually can't support it.

Hey!

After a while, the blood is on the body, it is terrible.

"Tiandi concentric!"

Lin Yun shaped between the sky, the two words of the world were constantly turning, and each time turned once, there were hundreds of swords to go out.

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Soon, Jin Dan, who is the Sheng Jun, will be torn out of a crack.

"Tianshi St. Jun, I will help!"

Just in his Jin Dan, it was once again torn, and the two figures came down.

Mingzong and Tian Yan Zong, each has a Jin Dan Sheng Jun joined the battle.

" !"

"Sun Moon is open!"

They took Jin Dan to hold, each sacrificed the killing, and the lightning was defeated the two words in the world, and Lin Yun was forced back.

Don't stay in Lin Yun, you will be empty, and the holy chop will continue to fall down to Lin Yun.

Tiangu Shengjun also took advantage of it, and the participation of Tianlei's observed array and showed it.

"The door, Xuanzhi and Xuan!"

Lin Yun is light, people in the air rotate, Xuanzi Swords.

The burial flowers are like a curved bow, gently shake, only listen to the sound.

The three major kills were all shocking in the huge mysterious words!

"Damn!"

Three people were shocked, and they were busy in trouble.

Lin Yun landed on a floating boulder, and the week was mounted.

"Heaven and earth, the wind is ice!"

Lin Yunteng haveted, secretly Ma Ma's swords, like a thousand people walked around three golden Dan Sheng Jun.

The Jiujian is connected to the Jiujian, a ink painting continues to spread, and each picture has a change in people, all of which is displaying different swords.

That is a shocking picture, everyone is shocked, and the chin is faster.

"Is this Judan?"

"No one dares to call him a burial in the future." He is a funeral sword. "

"There are also a sword in the east waste."

......

The nine nine-holy people are all stupid, they are in the San Jun, and they are complicated by the San Jun.

Before inibausing to holy, he said that he was receiving, and the strength of the burial flowers was reserved.

I am afraid that I am too embarrassed that this is not believed. Now this is all believed.

I didn't believe it in the inibbies, and he was maneuver the whole person.

Swordsman?

Funeral sword?

This ... What is the ghost?

"Inibuting Holy Jun, I really say that the rumors really underestimate his strength."

"No wonder you don't dare to tell us, you have to say that he is a sword, killing us, do not dare to believe."

"Judan, is not the eyes, who is TM dare to believe, inibinate the San Jun, we apologize, I really don't believe it before, now I am really emotional."

Under the complex look, if you say it, it is completely convincing.

Inbearing the gods of the San Jun, Zhang Zhang, said: "I ... I ..."

He is the thorns of iron, but now Lin Yun is showing the strength, let him not dare to blow.

I really don't know that he is a sword!

boom!

Just when he was going to say, the world suddenly remembered the bright holy sound, like a sacred song.

Then after Lin Yun, the twisted space, a blurred golden light shadow appeared.

Those golden shadows, all the brilliant records of Lin Yun past, there is wind and snow, there is a championship, there are floating clouds, there are three first, four players first, fifth bite first, Qinglong feast to top ...

Various pictures, along with the sound of the sacred song, like an ancient scroll, golden light overflow, vast.

"Damn!"

"What's this?"

"Heaven and earth, Tiandao painting?"

"Is this not a myth? Tiandao recorded Lin Yun's past, heaven and earth rooted the governance, this is the vision of the ancient Sheng Talent."

"It's really mythical imagination. The nine emperor is also this, and now there is a mythical person, enjoy the heaven and earth."

"how can that be!"

The vision, let the battlefield have a golden holy light, and the bright holy sound echoes the heavens.

Everyone was shocked by a scene, even hundreds of holy monarchies, they did not stop their hands, and they watched it.

Inblation of the Holy Jun Treal, excited: "He ... He is a myth!"

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