Chapter 442

The twisted gap, the sudden burst of strong light, dazzling.

After the Thirteenth Master and the Fat Old Man changed slightly, they gradually became solemn.

After a while, the fat old man smiled and said, "This kid is really restless. It seems that you may be difficult to send out the fish and dragon balls..."

The Thirteenth Master withdrew his gaze and pondered: "Leave it to fate. His own choice should also understand the consequences."

The two of them had a clue when they were talking.

In fact, with the cultivation of the two elders, they all sensed that there was a violent fluctuation of energy in the Burial Sword Diagram.

Suddenly, the violent fluctuations were more than ten times less than a hundred times less.

Even with the cultivation level of the two elders, it is quite terrible and should not be underestimated.

There is no doubt that Lin Yun in the secret realm is at the critical moment of breaking through the sword technique.

The burial sword picture, five floors, on the ancient stone platform.

In the desolate space, the various strange phenomena derived from the sword intent became violently restless.

All the reasons come from the bright light that burst out from a stone platform.

The light was like a burning sun, and the light was so dazzling that it seemed to make the vast space shine brightly, and could not hide any shadows.

In the dazzling light, there was a blurred figure.

There is no doubt that the owner of the figure will not be anyone other than Lin Yun.

Everything was just because the demon pill swallowed by Lin Yun had reached the point where it had been refined to the point of being completely refined.

Deep in his body, the demon pill containing the thick, pure spiritual energy as thick as a mountain, was only the size of a small fingernail.

But it was the size of this little fingernail that burst out terrifying light from his body, and thousands of light burst out.

Lin Yun underestimated the horror of this demon pill. After the Thirteenth Master fed the Purple Mansion Demon Pill for ten years, the spiritual energy refined by the Fish King reached a level that made him amazed. It was thick and solemn, and elegant

Pure concise.

At present, blood clouds rolled above the sky. The dull thunder kept ringing in the clouds that were induced by the sword intent, obviously something was brewing.

A terrifying aura filled the sky, and there was no trace of falling thunder in the dark space.

Apart from the violent restlessness, there is no sound in the entire space, and the silence makes people feel weird.

A stream of depression before the storm came was spreading in this small space. Lin Yun on the stone platform had an unprecedented solemn expression, and his hair was standing up all over his body.

He felt inexplicably panic for no reason. He had a premonition that if he could not be promoted to the ninth level of the Sword Art.

The thunder that is about to explode next will instantly annihilate him and be wiped out on the spot.

Lin Yun was shrouded in light, and all the unprecedented nervousness in front of his mind became. The Zi Yuan sword technique kept working, madly refining the fish and dragon demon pill.

Only when the demon pill is refined before the thunder falls can the sword technique be promoted to block it.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Lin Yun felt the purple flora in Dantian vibrate.

The seventy-one petals buzzed like sharp swords, bursting out violent sword intent, devouring the dazzling demon pills in the body of the person in a nearly plundering manner.

It seemed as if it was conscious, sensed the coming danger and seemed very anxious. The demon pill as big as a fingernail was swallowed up quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the light that enveloped it continued to shrink and condense.

Rumble!

Between the sky, the blood clouds that were induced by the sword intent rolled violently. A loud rumbling sound broke out, and the suffocating sense of oppression was strengthened again.

Hurry, hurry up, hurry up!

It seemed like he was racing against the god of death, with an invisible demon behind him chasing himself.

Lin Yun was extremely anxious. At the critical moment of life and death, all the distracting thoughts dissipated.

call out!

When the last bit of brightness of the demon pill was swallowed by the purple floral flowers, Lin Yunxin instantly lifted it up, and saw light appearing in his limbs and bones in his body. It fell like raindrops towards the purple floral flowers, like moths flying into a fire and desperately.

When all the lights fell on the purple kite flowers, Lin Yunxin suddenly felt a sudden turn.

He saw that the purple flora like ice crystals shattered and then condensed again and continued to change.

Not long after, a brand new purple flora recondensed and formed in his body. The new purple flora was like purple ice crystals, much thinner than before. In addition, there was a tiny blood line in the center of the petals. Look

It seems like there is life on the rise.

Lin Yun's mind exploded, unable to describe how he felt after seeing this flower.

If you have to use one word to say it, it is a demon!

He is charming and noble, as if he is the king of flowers, looking down on the world.

When the seventy-two petals opened, there seemed to be an ancient sound traveling through time and space. The vicissitudes of time condensed, turning into obscure and mysterious thoughts, which fluctuated in his mind.

A vast and magnificent picture appeared in my mind. An old man in purple had a cold face, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked down on all directions.

Hengdan was in the sky, holding the sword in front of him, holding the fingers of his left hand together, and slashing from the end of the sword body towards the tip of the sword.

"In the name of the sword, I will make the flowers bloom!"

The moment when the left hand, which was close together, stroked the tip of the sword, a mysterious sword seal bloomed on his body, and the old man in purple burst out with a terrifying sword intent. A huge purple kite flower that has reached its present moment suddenly bloomed behind him.

The moment the tilted purple kite flowers bloom, stirring up the storm and clouds in the sky.

A huge and terrifying vortex formed in the sky, as if it was not the clouds, but the entire world.

The old man in purple swept his sword and swept across the board, and the black demon shadow that rushed towards him was swept into nothingness in an instant.

In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom.

Lin Yun was shocked in his heart, and a strange emotion spread throughout his heart.

After thinking about it, the old man in purple clothes that appeared in his mind must be the Zi Yuan Sword Saint who was in ancient times.

Every move of the old man in purple in the picture is constantly reconstructed in his mind.

I see!

He suddenly realized in his heart that the sword seal sacrificed by the old man in purple was actually the momentary beauty he had mastered before.

However, once the beauty is displayed, it will consume its true energy.

It can only be used to fight for life with people, and it is too gambled. If you can't kill your opponent, you will die.

But after the sword technique is promoted to the ninth level, as long as the sword seal is sacrificed, the flowers will bloom with one thought.

He kept pondering in his heart, copying the mysterious sword seal sacrificed by Zi Yuan Sword Saint, and a mysterious wave spread.

On the ancient stone platform, Lin Yun emitted a mysterious purple light, like petals.

boom!

Suddenly, a roar of blood and killing suddenly broke out between heaven and earth, and the endless blood clouds let out a terrifying roar.

It immediately rolled violently and evolved into a blood-colored phantom, like a demon god.

Holding a hundred feet long sword light, he slashed hard at the stone platform where Lin Yun was.

Bang bang bang!

Wherever the sword light passed, it was destroyed and destroyed. One ancient stone platform after another was cut into powder on the spot.

The stone platform that has existed for countless years is like a piece of paper in front of this sword light, vulnerable to a blow.

Lin Yun opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him, his face suddenly changed in an uproar.

The blood-colored shadow was like a mountain, and its sword light was slashed like thunder, as if it was about to sweep everything.

Lin Yun on the stone platform looked extremely small in front of the sword light.

"hateful!"

Lin Yun couldn't get much, so he raised his hand and the burial flower sword that entered the stone Taichung turned into a stream of light and fell into his hands.

Huh!

The strong wind brought by the sword light blew Lin Yun’s blue shirt and his long hair had already scattered, rising and falling behind him.

But it is strange that it is clearly a state of life and death, but the moment you hold the hilt of the Burial Flower Sword.

Lin Yun's heart became surprisingly quiet.

Old friend, I'm going to bother you again...

One person and one sword have gone through too many life and death, and they have already communicated with each other. Without saying much, the sword body buzzed and the Burial Flower Sword expressed its attitude.

Lin Yun's mouth slightly raised, and he showed a smile.

Looking up, the smile on the boy's face gradually calmed down, replaced by a heart towards the sword and a courage to be fearless in life and death.

No, I, Lin Yun, will never die here!

As I saw the blood-colored sword light sweeping across everything, I was about to fall down.
To be continued...