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I don't know how long it has, Lin Yun will wake up.

After the eyes are open, all tired sweeps.

Long Shu, Lin Yun looked at the wound before the chest, the wound has been scarred.

After pure yollen flames, the flesh, the recovery ability is greatly increased than ever.

The ten wounds of the bones were deeply awkward, and they were so fast.

Staying up, Lin Yun four down.

In addition to the corpse of the magic flame tiger, it is still lying in the body of other monsters, horizontal.

Over the past, Lin Yun said that it was kicked by the blood dragon horse.

I want to come from a coma for this time, they are in the blood dragon horse.

"These two goods, it is some conscience.

Lin Yun smiled slightly, the horizon lookout, did not see the mirror of the blood dragon horse.

I don't know where to run away, the blood dragon horses are full, and Lin Yun did not care.

The line of sight turned a circle, and finally fell on the huge body of the magic flame tiger.

Seeing the body of the magic flame tiger, Lin Yun still has a little linger, this time, it is really a life.

From the storage ring, take out a dagger and start collecting the monster material of the magic flame tiger.

First, the tiger skin is completely cut, and the magic flame will only have the head injury. This tiger skin can be said to be complete and smooth.

Have a good tiger skin.

When Lin Yun crashed his chest, he saw the red light, and Lin Yun's hand moved.

Dan!

In the body of this magic flame, there is a congenital congenital demon dress, which exudes a shocking aura.

The bright red demon Dan is like a flame burning, and the rays are shining.

After Lin Yun saw, he took a cold, he only felt cool, slightly vibrating.

"My God, what I did before ..."

The magic flame is actually a congenial monster, which is born, this is really not.

The congenial monsters are extremely horrible. If there is still a demon dress, it will not be the opponent of this magic flame.

Lin Yun estimates, at least three trips, that is, the congenital martial arts who opened three Wutong points can be soothing the magic flames.

Can you kill and say it.

With this magic flames, as long as they do not lose, they will run.

Before Lin Yun, there was still a battle with it, and there was no difference in killing.

The flame-like light, let this congenital demon dress, have a fatal appeal to Lin Yun.

Hey!

Lin Yun's heart jumped, this innate confession, can be more than dozens of times the previous snake tail lion demon.

Most importantly, attributes and Lin Yun are perfect, it is simply tailored to him.

After half a day, Lin Yuncai was carefully unwind.

He is now confused, which is born in the demon's magic flame tiger, how can it be killed by him!

Watching, Lin Yun's sight, falling on ancient sword.

The spotted rust in the sword is, in the previous flame, has been peeled off.

Today, the sword is like a freshman from the ancient battlefield, blooming with ancient gusiness.

Inscribed pattern, exquisite and complicated, like a certain avenue, Xuanzhi and Xuan.

The past is broken and rust, has long been there.

Now, it is more like a perfect art, exudes a beautiful sense of downtime (this chapter is not over, please turn the page).

Lin Yun put the swords and carefully touched the top pattern, a slogan, delicate and delicate.

Stretch your hand and touch it, you can feel the cool cool, through the fingertips, touch the heart.

The center of the sword is the center of the sword, is a bloom, the petals is soft, the flower bud is beautiful.

The whole flower is a share, and the cold and cool temperament, enchanting.

It seems like a calf, the pattern on the sword, is the feather of it.

Interested.

The ripple on the sword box actually puts the flower and the bird, and it is perfectly integrated.

Touching fingers, slowly slipping, and finally touching the center flower bud.

Suddenly, the transformation occurred.

Lin Yun was surprised to find that his finger moved, his mind was stabbed.

If the soul is going to be cut, a glimpse is directly detached and injected into the sword.

Suddenly, the pattern on the entire sword is all illuminated.

Lin Yunsong opened his hand, slammed the forehead, and the steps were a few steps.

Just see the swords in front of you, all the textures flows from purple rays, gather towards the center.

Then, the flower bud squatted on a purple flame.

"

Quartet temperature, suddenly plummeted, the ground is more embossed with a layer of frost, soon condensed into ice.

The square is thousands of meters, as if there is a hint, return to the extremely cold winter.

Only Lin Yun, deep, and did not hurt.

"This……"

Looking at this, Lin Yun is shocked, some can't understand.

It is amazing, the purple flame is filled with the whole sword, and it is an icebird.

In the surface of the sword, the wings are shocked, like the birds move, but there is no fly.

The heavy swordsmanship will be so flying, and the mysterious is very much.

Lin Yun is thinking, reach out.

!

The purple ice nick on the sword is condensed as a shrinking purity, falling in your palm.

Sway!

The swordsmanship of the soaring, the moment is falling into the ground and issues a heavy sound.

Lin Yun feels that the conflampillar of palm is as if he is part of his soul, and it is a shot.

!

Just see the purge of the ice to eject the icebird, a forest outside, and immediately be frozen.

Waiting for the first moment of his hand, all forests, it was burned into ashes on the spot.

Back to the palm of the palm, the light is slight, and it looks weak.

Lin Yun lightly shot, and the purple violent returned to the sword box and integrated into the pattern.

For a moment, Lin Yun seems to understand that the gods can take the magic flame to death.

What is the sound of my mind, Lin Yun will give him the book, take it out.

The book name Wu Dao is a statement, which not only has a wonderful place of the martial arts, but also records many world chickers.

After turning a few pages, Lin Yun finally stopped, and only saw a purple iceberg on the book page.

With icebirds on the sword, there is generally no one, exactly the same.

"The purple ice nice, the Swiss beast of the phoenix, growing in the north, strong, strong, and the body is naturally purple ice."

Under the hit, you can be frozen, and the stars are burned.

In the ancient times, it was also called ice phoenix, but it was not a godbird.

Just have a Swherry, who has the blood of the godbird, in the descendants of the phoenixbird, the strength ranking is extremely high ... "

Purple ice nih!

Lin Yunhe (this chapter is not over, please turn the page) book, look at the sword, full of horror.

It turns out that this sword is contained in the original source of purple ice flavor, seal it in a mapping.

It is no wonder that I will see it for the first time, I will be cold, because I am here.

In the years, the purple ice in the sword box is awkward.

After absorbing the pounds of the fire, it will be born with Lin Yun's soul.

Think of something.

Lin Yun could not help but attacked, the master of the swordsman, actually the existence of the purple crickets.

Then his strength, there should be many!

But now, although this purple ice is very powerful, it is far from the peak holy fire.

Look at the swords, Lin Yun's mind, I will see the swords of the swords and purple, and the wings are moving.

A heavy sword, slowly took off, Lin Yun smiled slightly.

In the future, you will be able to sword from the sword.

No longer appear, the previous embarrassing scene, I found that I didn't move the sword when I sword.

Arrive in a clothes, Lin Yun returned the sword.

It has been cultivated to promote the ten of Wu Dao, condense a congenital seed, and the pure Yang has broken through the two.

It also got a congenital demon dress of a magic flame tiger and unlocked the sword .

The Yongyun Mountains are close to three months of hardship, and it is also a satisfactory merit, and it is full of harvest.

Picking up the spiritual Lin Yun continues.

In the eyes, the light is flashing, Lin Yun is shaped as the geese, shutting in the mountains.

Some of the voyage did not have the buds, triggering some kind of monster, and the trails were here.

"Death!

In the past half a time, a big sacred beast, playing Lin Yun's idea.

As a result, in the pure yang, the golden boxing of just hitting, but several punches were played.

It is not a monster, like a magic flame tiger, and even knows the strength.

Usually the monster of the martial arts, in front of Lin Yun, completely not enough.

After a few punches, I will kill it with a tiger!

Looking at the body of the monster, Lin Yun saw there is no demontead, and immediately stayed away.

Roar!

Waiting for him, the monsters whispered in the dark, immediately fierce.

For the monster body, a bite.

"Strange, blood dragon horse?"

After half rang, Lin Yun stopped and said that the color of doubts.

The blood dragon horses are inland, and they will never disappear for so long, and they will always move.

Do you encounter a unable toast? Not right, with the speed of blood dragon, as long as it runs.

Even the congenital fierce beast like the magic flame tiger, it can't catch it.

In this Yun Mountain range, although the blood dragon horse only has the realm of the ten heavens, there is almost no natural enemy.

Lin Yun low, whistling long, long-stopped echoing in the mountain forest.

I can know that the whistling disappears, the familiar horseshoes and the violent breath have not yet appeared.

Lin Yun's face is not sinking, in this case.

Only one may, the blood dragon horse encounters human warrior!

Immediately on the ground around the ground, after half-column, finally found the footprint of the blood dragon horse.

Looking up, Lin Yun's eyes are slightly bit, and the arms are exhibited.

Big geese has no reservation, it is like flipping, Lin Yun rushed to the footprint direction, flipped.