Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly because he noticed that Qing Liyan's name for him had changed. It seemed that he had achieved half of his goal.

But to complete the remaining half, I'm afraid I have to wait until this so-called move.

There are currently two minutes left in the possession time, but for Lin Mo who has enough points, he can continue to accumulate.

The key is that facing the Seventh Young Emperor who is in the late Yangshen realm, he has already used all his moves. If Tiankun hadn't been so powerful, I might have had to expose his identity in broad daylight to be able to defeat him.

But in a battle with the Fourth Young Emperor in the middle stage of the Heaven and Earth Realm, even with just one move, Lin Mo had no hope of winning. No, even the possibility of a draw was almost zero.

At this moment, the Tian Kun in Lin Mo's hand seemed to be aware of Lin Mo's current situation, so he sent a message: "Master Lin, if you use your mind to merge the world, you may be able to catch the opponent off guard."

"Merge the world with your mind?"

"That's right, Master Lin's sword intention is used to bless the realm, forming an outer world to suppress the opponent. The opponent is only in the middle stage of the heaven and earth realm. Faced with this kind of special attack, he will always choose to defend subconsciously.

And as long as you survive one move, I believe Master Lin's goal will be achieved."

Lin Mo nodded secretly, looked at Qing Liyan and said, "In that case, Emperor Shitian is here to invite you!"

Qing Liyan stood with her hands behind her back. Although she was a woman, the courage she showed at this moment was far better than that of the seventh young emperor just now. Even though the aura on her body was all restrained, Lin Mo felt a kind of omnipresent aura.

Danger is everywhere.

Sword intention, sword intention!

For Lin Mo, it was not difficult to use the so-called sword intention, but at the moment when Tian Kun was about to activate the world, he suddenly realized something.

If you want to merge the world with your mind, you must use your own sword intent.

However, Lin Mo did not have his own sword intention, and his sword practice was an accident from the beginning.

Including condensing the sword heart, it is all achieved by possessing Wu Ming, the master of swordsmanship in "Wind and Cloud", and being forcibly brought up by the opponent's powerful sword realm.

The swordsmanship he used after that was the nameless selfless swordsmanship, Mu Yingxiong's Wutian Juejian, Ren Piaomiao's misty swordsmanship and the Aoxie swordsmanship that he extracted from the system.

He has not made the slightest improvement, and is completely copying the gourd, but even so, in the eyes of outsiders, they cannot deny the strength of Emperor Shitian's swordsmanship.

Lin Mo has never thought about stepping out of his own sword path. He is not a pure swordsman, nor a pure swordsman. From the moment he entered the realm of formlessness, the purpose of the existence of the weapon itself is to strengthen his combat power.

Including all kinds of wonderful sword moves, it is just another manifestation of increasing combat power.

A person's energy is limited, so Lin Mo knows very well that from now on, his sword and sword will only exist to achieve true nothingness!

But at this moment, he was a little confused because he didn't know what his sword intention was.

Good? Evil? Proud? Nothing?

This is the true meaning contained in the strongest four sword techniques currently mastered by Lin Mo.

It seems that the formless form of "Piaomiao Sword Technique" is closer to me, but this state is not that state, and this move is not that move.

That belongs to Ren Piaomiao, the invisible and formless sword of the other world's best, and not to himself.

At this moment, Tian Kun was trembling slightly in Lin Mo's hand, because he couldn't figure out why he couldn't feel the slightest sword intention from Lin Mo when he was about to activate the world.

As for Qing Liyan, who was opposite him, he didn't make any movement. He always stood with his hands behind his hands, but there was also a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Then Lin Mo casually glanced down into Fengyun City. At this time, many familiar faces appeared on the streets of Fengyun City.

How could a warrior miss the battle between his boss and a mid-level master in the world of heaven and earth?

The dark hall's Yin Bujue and a group of dark hall killers.

Ye Xubai and Dongfang Yan never returned to normal.

Leng Chuluo, Shui Lingmei and Jin Beiyu, who had a pale face and were still staring at the sky seriously.

Yaksha Li Xianxue and Ouyang Chili standing behind him.

A group of original forgers led by Zhu Xingfeng.

Guangmu Tian Zhuge Zheng and Chi Guotian Qian Duoduo were pulling the reluctant Duowen Tian Che Yanchuan.

Many familiar faces came into Lin Mo's eyes, but in a remote street, Lin Mo was stunned by two fleeting figures.

Those were the miracle doctor and Li Shu.

The moment I saw Li Shu, all my memories were like dreaming back to the small Jinyang City where one could dominate in the three realms of physical training.

Immediately, determination appeared in Lin Mo's eyes, and he remembered his first improved and completely transformed move. That move contained his purest intention!

What he has to do now is to turn that intention into pure sword intention. This may be difficult for others, but the Sword Twelve in "Piaomiao Sword Art" is originally composed of pure sword intention.

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This is not Ren Piaomiao's Twelve Swords, but Lin Mo's Twelve Swords!

Tian Kun also stopped trembling at this time, because he found a terrifying sword force rising from Lin Mo's body. This sword force was completely different from the previous sword moves, but now Tian Kun couldn't care so much.

He is also eager to fight, eager to recreate the glory and glory of the nine-star sword in the hands of a true sword master!

At present, only Lin Mo can barely achieve this!

In the next second, the entire world underwent earth-shaking changes, and the originally visible sky seemed to be instantly obscured by a layer of gray fog.

Tick ​​tick tick, the black rain did not fall. Instead, it suddenly formed in the void and rushed towards the gray mist!

The residents in Fengyun City felt even more panicked, because they found that they seemed to be isolated from the world. At this moment, they were independent from the original world, and they didn't know where they were!

Only the Yang Shen realm masters in Fengyun City stared at this scene with great eyes!

At this moment, Lin Mo's eyes were shrouded in darkness, not demonic energy, not ghostly energy, it exuded the pure breath of death!

Then he let go of his left hand, still holding Tian Kun tightly in his right hand, and then pointed at the fourth young emperor Qing Liyan with a somewhat solemn expression from a distance!

"Please taste it, this is the Twelve Swords of me and Tian Kun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gray air covering the sky turned into a rolling deep sea under the agglomeration of black raindrops!

One, two, three, four, countless coquettish flowers bloomed instantly, and they were as red as if they had been soaked in blood.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Yan, who was still a little dazed at first, suddenly murmured to herself: "The flower blooms for a thousand years and the leaves fall for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves will never meet each other. Love is not cause and effect, fate determines life and death.

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Ye Xubai on the side was suddenly surprised, but soon his attention was completely attracted by the sky above, or the strange phenomena around him.

The dark and quiet sea, the weird and beautiful flowers on the other side, and the plume of smoke shrouded in it.

Heavenly burial clouds stop transforming into Nirvana, reincarnation never ends and returns to the netherworld!

The next second, Qingliyan was instantly erupted by countless death auras and surged, completely submerged by the overwhelming waves of Huangquan!
Chapter completed!