Chapter 887

In the Colossus Square, the three people who finally waited for Lin Yun's return breathed a sigh of relief.

"These are new arrivals and probably don't have a place to stay yet. The best places to live in the city are all around the Colossus Square. They are all occupied. If you don't mind, you can stay in the area occupied by our Fengsha Realm. The central city area

There is still a big gap between living in the fringe areas.”

The young man who previously sold the martial arts of creation smiled slightly and looked at Lin Yun and others.

"Then thank you in advance."

Lin Yun did not refuse, and led Fang Shaoyu and the others toward the area occupied by Fengsha Realm.

On the way, he told Fang Shaoyu all about his previous conversations with Qin Feng and Yan Kui.

The three of them were silent for a while. After a while, Zhu Qingshan said: "Can these three people be trusted? How do I feel that the Feng Xuan they found before is equivalent to a cannon fodder?"

The birthplace of the Sun Yao Spirit must be full of dangers. If some cannon fodder comes to test it, it will undoubtedly be much safer for Qin Feng and others.

"Maybe."

Lin Yun was noncommittal.

He didn't have much fondness for these two people, especially when Yan Kui made a probing blow, he really didn't hold back much.

If he were a little weaker, he would be slapped to death directly.

The sword wound left in his palm was also a warning given to him by Lin Yun. If he really regarded himself as cannon fodder, it would not only be the wound left by Burying Flowers, but it would not just fall on his palm.

Cooperation between the two parties is ultimately just about exploiting each other.

Whether you have equivalent qualifications depends on your own strength. Let alone cannon fodder, some people are even cannon fodder and do not have this qualification.

But if you are strong enough, you will naturally defeat the opponent's thoughts, and you will not even dare to think about it.

Fang Shaoyu pondered for a long time and then said: "Qin Feng seems to have hidden some key information. It seems that the birthplace of the Sunlight Spirit has not been told to you."

Lin Yun looked calm and said softly: "From the current point of view, only those realms where the powerful people of the first level of Tianso are born, know the birthplace of the Sunlight Spirit. When we first met, it was normal for him to hide his hand, and I didn't either.

Really trust him.”

In the Land of Sunlight, there are hundreds of medium realms gathered together.

Characters like Feng Xuan can barely be seen in Thunder Fire City, but if they are placed in the entire Sunlight Land, they are completely insignificant.

Only by surviving the Heavenly Soul Tribulation and reaching the first level of Heavenly Soul can one have a place in the Land of the Sun.

The Spirit of the Sun is not that urgent for Lin Yun. What he really cares about is the gilded gold lamp, the rare flower that can promote the Burial Flower Sword to a Taoist soldier.

However, Qin Feng is right about one thing. There must be countless people who covet this gilded golden lamp in the Land of Sunlight. There will inevitably be strong enemies among them, ruthless characters who are stronger than Qin Feng and Yan Kui.

I'm afraid it's not impossible.

The sword is still not fast enough!

Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold edge flashing in his eyes.

If the strength is strong enough, there is no need to be so complicated, just kill them all with one sword. The small Sunlight Land is so troublesome, but when you face the monsters in the higher realms in the Canglong Forbidden Realm, it will be okay.

The road to heaven is destined to be cruel. Not to mention that if you don't advance, you will retreat. Even if your progress is slower than others, you are going backwards.

If you are not strong enough, you will be in trouble even if you encounter Yu Haotian, not to mention the monsters from the higher realms.

Thinking of Yu Haotian, this lingering scourge, Lin Yun became much more stressed.

"The killing sword of Qingxiao Sword Art cannot be mistaken. You must grasp the true meaning within these seven days."

Lin Yun said secretly in his heart.

Two days later.

As night falls, Thunder Fire City is brightly lit under the protection of the giant dragon statue.

In the area occupied by Fengsha Realm, a seemingly ordinary courtyard is actually a cave of its own. The aura of heaven and earth is particularly rich, and even in the backyard, there is a small spiritual pond, fountain, rockery pavilion, and winding corridors.

Underground in the courtyard is a wider space, not only a training room equipped with spiritual formations, but also a huge martial arts performance field.

A quiet room surrounded by green smoke and flickering lights.

Lin Yun was in the center of the spiritual formation, sitting cross-legged on a futon. The formation was filled with Xing Yuan Dan that had been completely absorbed.

Wow!

The remnants of these Xing Yuan Dan were flying up and down like fireflies, emitting a bright and soft light.

Lin Yun opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the light flashed in his eyes. In two days, he was not in a hurry to practice the Qingxiao Thirteen Swords, but was promoted to the ninth level of Qingxiao.

The thirteenth level of Sword Jue and Ziyuan Sword Jue continue to be stable.

After the fusion of the two sword techniques, it showed an unprecedented completeness, giving birth to the astonishing phenomenon of purple kites blooming on the Qingxiao tree.

Lin Yun felt extremely majestic power due to these visions, and he vaguely felt that the Purple Kite Sword Jue seemed to be more complete. The new Purple Kite Sword Jue seemed to contain even more terrifying power, capable of rivaling or even

The potential to surpass the overlord-level skills.

The power Lin Yun can use now is just the tip of the iceberg, and he cannot fully control this vision.

But once one reaches the highest level of cultivation, Lin Yun can't even imagine how terrifying that kind of power is. Every petal is a purple kite sword energy, and every branch is a Qingxiao sword. Once the sacred tree rises in the wind,

When it moves, thousands of swords clang and thousands of flowers bloom. Even those who are in the second level of Tianso realm will be cut to pieces in an instant.

But the greater possibility is that... before this power was released, Lin Yun himself was exploded.

"My level of cultivation is still too low."

Lin Yun stood up and muttered to himself. Facing Qin Feng and Yan Kui, he could still compete with the two great sword techniques. But facing the existence of the second level of Tianpo, even with the blessing of sword intention, it would be difficult to resist. With that level of cultivation

The gap is too huge.

The realm cannot be reached in a hurry, and the resources required are too huge. At least one million Star Yuan Dan prescriptions are needed to advance to Tianpo.

If you can't advance to the Heaven Soul level and want to further improve your combat power, you can only practice the Thirteen Killing Swords of Qingxiao.

There are thirteen swords in Qingxiao Sword Technique. The tenth sword, the eleventh sword, and the twelve swords are called the sure-kill swords.

If you don't come out, you'll be dead. If you come out, you'll see blood. If you see blood, your throat will be sealed. You'll kill with one sword!

If he only pursued small achievements, Lin Yun would have mastered it long ago, but he has always pursued the true meaning of the sword. Either he doesn't practice, but once he practices, he must master it and turn the sword skills left by his predecessors into a killing style that is truly suitable for him.

trick.

Lin Yun took out the jade slip of Sword Art, put it between his eyebrows and started to observe it again.

Senior Jian Wuya had a sudden glimpse and saw the grace of the Qingxiao Sacred Tree standing between heaven and earth, and thus gained some enlightenment and gain, and then created the Qingxiao Sword Technique.

Since this killing sword is depicted in such a domineering manner, the Qingxiao Sacred Tree back then must have shown an invincible style.

Why is a sacred tree like this?

Lin Yun put down the jade slip and thought thoughtfully. This was not the first time he had understood the three sure-kill swords. He thought about it for a long time, and he already had a vague answer in his mind. He could even guarantee that he would not be wrong in all likelihood.

But when the Qingxiao Sword Art and the Ziyuan Sword Art were completely integrated, Lin Yun temporarily stopped comprehending it. This Qingxiao Sword Art has been integrated into the Ziyuan Sword Art. It is definitely not the sword created by Senior Jian Wuya back then.

The trick is bound to be different.

If he wants to practice these three sure-kill swords, he must take the Purple Kite Sword Technique into consideration, otherwise he will fall into the inferior category.

The tenth sword is called Thunder Cocoon. The wind and thunder are like mist, and the sword energy is like silk, forming a cocoon to bind itself.

The eleventh sword is called Qinglian, the wind and thunder are like rain, the sword energy is like a lake, and the leaves fall into lotus.

The twelfth sword is named Sun and Moon. In the blue sky and clouds, wind and thunder rise together, and the sun and moon shine together.

These are the three sure-kill swords of the Thirteen Swords of Qingxiao. Each sword is extremely terrifying, making this sure-kill sword live up to its name. It only takes one sword to kill people like cutting grass!

The thunder cocoon continuously condenses the wind and thunder sword energy into mist, and then further condenses it into silk. The sword energy is as thin as silk, but it is unimaginably sharp. When the sword comes out, the fog fills the empty mountain, and the sword energy is like

Silk, killing without blood, the vast world, only the cocoon of thunder.

Qinglian is like wind and thunder like rain. Every drop of raindrops contains the wind and thunder sword energy that has been cultivated to the extreme in Qingxiao Sword Art. The rainwater turns into a lake, and the fallen leaves on the Qingxiao sacred tree, once they fall, will fall like lotus flowers.

Blooming is the green lotus.

As soon as the sword comes out, the wind and thunder are like rain, the leaves fall into lotus, the flowing water and flowers bloom, and the moment is eternal.

As for these twelve swords, they are even more impressive. Faintly, the scene in front of us is as majestic as if Senior Jian Wuya had seen it with his own eyes. On the blue sky and clouds, the wind and thunder transformed into the sun and the moon, the sword intention of the wind transformed into the sun, and the sword intention of thunder transformed into the sun.

Transformed into the sun, with the power of the sacred tree, the sun and moon shine together.

There is no doubt that the sword that kills is stronger than the sword that dominates the world and the sword that breaks mountains and rivers.

After all, this is a top-notch sword technique combined with sword techniques. It contains a complete image. It is not comparable to Ba Jian and Chen Guang sword techniques. But where is the way that belongs to me? My Purple Kite Sword Technique is impossible.

As a bystander, that would be a shame.

"On the Qingxiao tree, the purple kite blooms. On the Qingxiao tree, the purple kite blooms..."

Lin Yun murmured to himself, with disheveled hair and red eyes, holding the jade slip as if he was crazy.

In this secret room, Lin Yun meditated hard and did not move. He carried the sword box on his back and held the jade slip in his hand, like a sculpture. This lasted for three whole days.

Thought of it!

Three days later, Lin Yun suddenly laughed loudly, with indescribable joy and heartiness in his laughter.
To be continued...