Fortunately, there was only a little light. If it were all, Lin Yun would probably be dead.

But just these lights made Lin Yun feel the vast Taoist rhyme, which was extremely profound and secret.

This sword light remained in Lin Yun's eyes. If it could not be refined, the eyes would be destroyed sooner or later.

But if you want to refine the sword moves when the gods fight, just a little bit of light, which is tantamount to Lin Yun at the moment.

Yue Weiwei took out a white cloth, applied some spiritual medicine, and carefully tied it to Lin Yun.

"The Sword of the Initial Instant."

Lin Yun said softly, suddenly.

"What?" Yue Weiwei asked nervously.

"This should be the name of that ray of sword light. I realized it at that time. Maybe... I didn't have a chance to refine this ray of sword light." Lin Yun thought for a moment and said softly, "Maybe the blood of the gods is the blood of the gods."

If so, I can try it.”

His vision is now dark and he can't see anything clearly.

Only by relying on the true essence and sword intent to sense the direction, if you cannot see the blood fruit of the god clearly, you may be able to withstand that inspiring temptation.

Anyone who has seen the Blood Fruit of God cannot bear this temptation. Even if he closes his eyes, he will not be able to open it when approaching. But no matter how moved Lin Yun is, he cannot open his eyes to see.

On the contrary, it is a certain advantage.

"Is this really possible?" Yue Weiwei was very worried.

Of course it is impossible to win ten times. There may be any danger below this abyss, but there will be a chance to try it out.
Chapter completed!