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On the moment of the swords of Qingyu, Lin Yun started to refine the god of the dragon, and there was a cyan god of light on the time.

With the refining of the dragon, the translucent cyanity in the meridians is more and more, if there is god, help the meridians.

In the same time, a secret gray meridian is like a clogged ruining and pulling.

"Sure enough, the god dragon is the god, even the swords of Qing Yan are so easy ..."

Lin Yunxin is big, the original is still worried that this Qingjian is difficult to cultivate, and now it seems that it is not imagined.

Wink, three days.

Roar!

There is a dragon whispered, a blue sword light exploded in Lin Yunzhou, and Qingyan swords will break through the fourth weight.

So fast!

Even Lin Yun has already expected, nor did it think that it is only three days to promote martial arts.

I am really incredible, I know that he is the first to practice the purple sword, but it is quite time.

I don't know if it is a purple sword to make a foundation for him, and this dragon is too magical, and the cultivation of Qingyu sword is magical.

Bang!

The Central Roof Disk cured by Zifu, the crystal violet, the cyan cyclone has a purple light.

It seems like a purple green two gas is entangled, chasing between, forming this new purple cyclone.

The cyan is wind, purple is thunder.

The sword is promoted to the four, but it is not only the wood style, it can be thunderstorms, this is the symbol of the swords.

Lin Yun recalled the content of the sword, and the moment was in an instant.

However, there is no big wind on the eyes, there is no virtue, the god tree is not displayed, and the vision is not displayed.

If it is just the fourth heavy sword, I am afraid that it is more than my purple sword. After all, it is the twelve peak of purple sword.

Lin Yunxin, the center of the grinding disk after cured yin and yangmach, the ice crystal purple breeze has a total of one hundred and twenty flower petals, the vast, and is very beautiful, it is a refreshing, dazzling, petals in slightly fuse And more Jian Ming is more than just.

What a nice view!

Lin Yunxin is very reluctant. If you really want to continue to cultivate this purple sword, don't want to give up.

This made him in front of the people, and accompanied him to the death of the dead, let him play a lot of color in the group of dragon, standing in the peak in the purple sword, it is no longer a sword. !

It is a inheritance, a concern that contains Lin Yun nearly crazy emotions.

But it will eventually not complete, Lin Yun should think of it, complete martial arts is not a congenitality.

Less than two months, it is necessary to compete for the quota of Tongtian's road. After two months, it is more competitive.

It is necessary to have a complete martial arts, in order to live, in order to find a true full purple sword.

Hey!

despair!

A drip crystal clear teardrop, falling in this mysterious space, falling in the purple bar.

This is a tear, a tearful tears, Lin Yun's heart shed tears at a moment.

When the tears fall in the moment of purple, a piece of petals open, blooming unprecedented beauty.

"Sorry."

But please believe that he will make you all the best, let you know the name of the purple boutique!

Lin Yunxin said dark, he made a vow in his heart, a vow to gamble.

Remove his thoughts, Lin Yun continues to refine the dragon, and inject it into the purple cyclone.

The time is slowly passed, unconsciously seven days in the past, under the help of Shenlong's gas.

Lin Yun refined the Qing Dynasty sword to the fifth important realm, and the purple green became pound, and the rotated cyclone was like two entangled dragons.

In the faint, it has clearly seen the horror impermagration of wind and lightning interlaced, and the vibration is full of horror between flames.

Bang!

Lin Yun, who is sitting on the knee, and the light of the wind, a slap in the swordsmanship of these winds, it seems that it is shocking.

The horrible vision makes this valley, the wind, the flash thunder.

Even the swordsmanship, shocking the world, Huang Huang Jianwei, like the king of the world, the world, the world, proud of the world.

At this point, Lin Yun has already felt that the fifth height of Qing Yan is already able to compete with the twelve peaks of purple swords.

Even more, it is still better.

The next time, half a month, the complete god of the dragon was refined, and Lin Yun's Qingjian sword hit the sixth weight.

For example, the dragon-like purple green diqi, flashing with the villain and thunder, and the two instantly fuse.

In turn, it is a pound of trunk, and the vast sword is surprising in the trunk, under the last rhyme.

Rough pounds of trunks continue to refine, the color is gradually purely, and it is condensed into a trunk of a slate of the blink of an eye.

The cyan trunk is translucent through the millennium, and there is a tree of tree to grow up on the trunk, which can be blocked by an invisible sword.

Always can't let the Qingli sword, truly refined to the sixth realm ... Lin Yunxin is like a mirror, know that the sword is in the sword, this sword will not break the sword.

"Broken!

Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

Lin Yunxin has a general entanglement, thousands of disadvantages, you can still go to this step.

For example, the millennium is transacted by the millennium, which contains a thick and pound of Qingjian, and the lightning is like to break the beautiful purple flower.

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The blossoming moment, Lin Yun is like a sword, and the mouth is overflowed, and his face is pale.

Bang!

There is no purple sword, and the cyan tree is dry between the 17th branches.

The prototype of the Qingxi god trees, but the bare is bare, the skinny, the existence of the leaves.

There is a lot of lush, but there is a sharp thorns.

The trees of Qingguang, such as jade implies the power of the wind, a fork, is a wind thunder sword, a total of eighteen swords.

Every wind thunder sword has stone breaks the powerful power, the bomb, and the meaning of the self-consciousness, you can explore the powerless power.

There is no doubt that it is promoted to the sixth heavy sword, and it has surpassed the purple swords of the previous twelve peaks.

Lin Yunxin is happy, but it is not so happy, because the purple sword ... Nothing.

At this time, the space on the yin and yang grinding disc is suddenly blooming.

A little bit is hung in this space, look at it, it is actually a piece of purple ghost, there are not many just one hundred and twenty.

Like the stars hanging in this space of ice crystal petals, swords and light, eternal, unable to break, unable to destroy.

Looking at this scene, Lin Yunxin is mad, can't help but tears.

Still!

Purple sword is still!

It seems that it is not so ... Lin Yun observed with his heart, and found that this hundred and twenty flower petals seem to be scattered.

There are countless delicate swords and hobby, and there is a more majestic sword array, wrap the Qing Dynasty trees.

He can feel that the purple sword is indeed incomplete, this square sword is similar to that, but there are many vacant places.

Even so, vacancies are big, still skyrocket, daunting, and far from the swordsmanship.

In the air, this hangs in the air petals, and there is a god of the big array.

With Lin Yun's eyes, you can only see the horn of the iceberg, and you can't make too many speculations for the complete sword.

"But in this way, I practiced the swords of Qingyu, which is equivalent to nourishing purple swords.

Both are all, if the Qing sword is repaired to the peak, it can even make up for a large vacant, which is very void, which is equivalent to half of the building.

Lin Yun is too self-analyzing, so that he will find a full purple sword, you can work hard.

This result is true that it is a peak circuit to turn, it is perfect.

Original Lin Yun has been prepared by the psychological preparation of purple swords, but it is kept down, not only that, but also to make a more robust foundation for the full purple sword.

Perhaps.

It is related to the skills of wood attributes, replacing martial arts in another fire property, I am afraid it is not the result of my eyes.

Lin Yun darkly guess the reason, but it couldn't be too deep, and it could only force the attribute fit.

There is no entanglement in this question too deep, Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Focusing, it is like the sword penetrating the void, and the air is more flashing.

Lin Yun's eyes look to the distance and locks a flame mountain peak in the penalty area.

Its mind is moving, and the Zifu is like a treasure jade, breaking a tree branch, and instantly incubated into the palm of Lin Yun.

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laugh!

On the palm of the palm, there is a small lightning, this lightning looks like it, but it can all be a Jianlong.

The swhanters are in the forest, and the tempo is not a lightning, but the riots of the riped.

Immortal Wonglong sword!

Lin Yun has a heart, and how horror in this moment, there is not much reservation.

Boom!

Bomb, the palm of the palm of the prince, burst from the fingertips, almost the moment of chalk.

Locked by Lin Yun's flame peak, and it was taken away in the mountain.

Bang!

The peak of the horizon is compared to the whole peak, but it can actually be extremely pound, up to nearly a kilometer.

Falling up, smashed a giant pit on the ground, the ground in the vigorous vibrating striking fire column.

"So fast!

Lin Yun's eyes are horrified, this is the same as what he can do, but I didn't expect that this cyan sword is fast.

The moment of the bomb, the mountain peak is cut off, which is still much faster than just.

"This is just just a flat, I didn't use the bomb idea, and I didn't use purple sword. If all it is used?"

Lin Yun has thought, and the eye is full of excitement, and must try it well.

Look at the gas of this Shenlong, look at the sixth weight of the Qingjian sword, see how terrible is in the eyes.