However, it is relatively easier to practice.

After successfully practicing the Tianthio Six Sword to the realm of transformation, Lin Yun mastered certain tricks about this sword technique.

In addition, his current sword intent is not comparable to that before, and he has achieved an unprecedented half-step sword intent in the sky.

Swish swish swish swish!

In the peach forest, Lin Yun held a sword as a pen. Every time he used his sword, the light condensed into black and white ink, and it lasted for a long time in the void.

Compared with the brilliant power of the Thirty-Six Swords of the Heavenly Thirty-Six Swords, the seventy-Two Swords of the Earth seem to be more mysterious, and the space covered by each sword light becomes much heavier.

"What's going on?"

After practicing the Seventy-Two Swords at the Place to Endeavour, Lin Yun became more and more surprised.

“This is gravity.”

Yaoguang appeared out of thin air, picked up a branch and used this sword technique towards Lin Yun.

Wow!

As a stroke passed, Lin Yun frowned slightly, and this space became like a quagmire and made people fall into it.

Lin Yun's face changed drastically, and he immediately seemed to escape.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

But Yaoguang's wrist trembled, and ink and water sword lights appeared one after another. Lin Yun felt that his body movements were getting slower and slower.

The legs were as heavy as lead stones, and it was difficult to move.

Bang!

His feet were a little bit on the ground and he wanted to get into the air, but he was instantly sucked back.

His body hit the ground hard, and immediately spit out blood, his face looked extremely pale. Eight thousand purple gold dragon patterns on his body swam at the same time. Boom, his arm that was pressed to the ground used all his strength, roared, and the dragon roar suddenly rose, and he barely pulled it up.

If it were someone else, without his amazing body, I would have been kneeling on the ground and unable to get up long ago.

Even the body is squeezed into a pool of blood!

Too scary!

Lin Yun was extremely frightened. He activated eight thousand purple gold dragon patterns to finally break free from the ground. With a thought, the golden crow holy wings unfolded instantly.

Swish!

This time, Lin Yun rushed higher.

Bang!

But the speed of falling was faster than before, Yaoguang had swung seventy-two swords at some point.

An ancient word "天" appeared behind him, emitting an extremely heavy light. Crack, Lin Yun's open golden crow holy wings were torn in half.

In the blood, Lin Yun landed on the ground with a bang, and the sound of bones shattering kept ringing.

"Master, I can't hold on!"

With the layers of gravity, Lin Yun was deeply trapped in it, his limbs were completely unable to move, and he felt even more in pain.

"The swordsman just wants to escape, how can he hold on, hold your sword, and come again!"

Yaoguang's voice was still kind, but there was a little more coldness.

Lin Yun stood up in frustration. He didn't expect the Seventy-Two Swords to be so strong, and he didn't expect the Master's strength to be so terrifying.

Even if the realm is suppressed by the divine pill, it will leave him powerless.

What was even more uncomfortable was that his will collapsed too quickly and he felt that he was fighting with his master, but he did not expect that this was a duel between two swordsmen.

"You come first, use the seventy-two swords of the land!"

Yaoguang said lightly.

This time Lin Yun took the lead, Yaoguang resisted it with branches, and the figures of the two kept changing in the peach forest.

Swish swish swish swish!

Under the light of the ink and wash sword, the crimson peach forest seemed particularly cold, with two figures crisscrossing.

Various sword lights kept colliding, bursting out with extremely crisp sword sounds.

As Lin Yun's mastery of the seventy-two swords of the earth became more and more profound, and Yao Guang also intended to fight and point Lin Yun.

It seems to be fighting with him, but in fact it shows him the various mysteries in the twelfth sword of the Earth.

Two hours later, the two of them stabbed a sword, and at the tip of the sword, they all condensed an ancient word "di".

Bang!

With the shocking sound, all the peach blossoms in this peach forest blew away, leaving only bare peach branches.

Not finished yet!

The two of them seemed to have a connection, and each raised their left hand, and in a short while, the word "tian" appeared on their left hand.

It seemed as if there were two sky curtains, rising slowly in the palms of the two of them, and then they each bombarded the other side.

Rumble!

The next moment, the sky was spinning and the void was intertwined, and Lin Yun was shaken by a hundred meters, but his eyes were shining brightly.

"Thank you, Master!"

Lin Yun knelt on one knee and saluted with a sword.

Yao Guang stood with his hands behind his back and smiled, "Master can only teach you how to get to this point. You still have to master the way you go later. This sword technique has many mysterious features. If you practice it to the subtle realm, it is much stronger than the top-grade sword technique of the ghost level."

"You remember that the word "Heaven and Earth" does not exist alone, you have to think about it later!"

Lin Yun bowed and said, "Disciples must keep in mind the teachings of Master!"

"Get up."

Lin Yun nodded and slowly stood up.

Ten days later, Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged in the peach forest, opened his eyes and breathed out a long breath of turbid air.

boom!

A ray of light burst out on his body, and a star condensed from the sky in the golden star sea in the purple palace.

This holy mountain cave is indeed not comparable to that of the outside world.

Lin Yun has practiced here for less than a month, and his realm has been broken through and he has reached the realm of the Three-Star Heavenly God Pill.

But thinking that Lin Yun was about to leave, he felt reluctant to leave.

But if you don’t leave, you have to leave. The master will eventually go into seclusion. The five-year period has always been a string in Lin Yun’s heart.

He really hopes that Master can survive this disaster and compete with the emperor.

Lin Yun stood up and walked slowly in the peach forest. After a while, he arrived at the depths of the peach forest and stood quietly behind the master.

"You're leaving?"

Yaoguang put down his pen and looked at Lin Yun and said with a smile.

"Um."

Lin Yun was in a heavy mood and nodded.

Yao Guang pondered, "Do you know why it is difficult to practice the Shenxiao Sword Technique?"

"Because the Netherworld Sea has become a place of gods' war and was broken by the gods, it is no longer possible to absorb enough Netherworld power between heaven and earth." Lin Yun said truthfully, this was what the old man from Netherworld Palace said to him.

"It seems that my junior brother has told you everything."

Yaoguang smiled and said, "Don't go to the Nether Palace this time. Before leaving, I will give you a gift to the master."

Bang!

Before Lin Yun could understand, Yaoguang pointed at Lin Yun's eyebrows.

Rumble!

In an instant, countless powers of the underworld rushed into Lin Yun's body along Yao Guang's fingers, and then rushed towards the Nether Flowers above the Purple Mansion.

The Netherworld Swords are radiating, and are crazily devouring these external Netherworld powers.

Lin Yun was stunned. Master is going to help him break through the Netherworld Sword!
Chapter completed!