Finally, the vision of the Dust Light Sword Technique reached its peak, and Lin Yun's flute sound became louder, like a real dragon rushing into the sky.

I came from the sky, and the flowers rose from the palm of my palm.

There is nothing in the world, I will give you a white horse hoof.

A thought of dust dissipating, illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers!

White flowers bloomed one after another in the void, and the flowers were shining like a swaying light. The destructive sword in Lin Yun's flute sound even rose from the ground.

He passed by the flowers, standing with a flute, wearing silver fir, and the fairy light bloomed.

"Damn it to me!"

When Lei Ying saw this magnificent vision, his scalp suddenly became numb and his hoarse throat made a roar.

He held the thunder blade in his hand with both hands, and a hundred holy patterns bloomed on the blade at the same time, and black lightning bursts thrust into the sky.

Rumble!

The sky became dark in an instant, and then the thunder eagle slashed down with a knife. The sword light and thunder light all over the sky evolved into a giant black hand. The giant hand was branded with magic patterns and wrapped in blood light, falling from the sky.

This is absolute power, this is the pressure of the holy soldiers, and this is the dignity of the half-step divine pill.

Bang!

The sea of ​​flowers blooming in the void was crushed by a palm, and Lin Yun, who was independent of the world, was directly photographed on the spot.

Click!

The ground was trembling wildly, and it immediately exploded, dust was flying, and huge rocks were flying across the sky.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Xiao Kun and other evil cultivators who had retreated far away fell one by one by Lei Ying, looking into the distance with a serious expression.

Suddenly, they all burst into cold sweat. There was a figure struggling to stand up. The position where Ye Ziling was standing was.

The sky collapsed and the ground was sinking, and the entire blood stone forest was destroyed by this shocking blow.

Only where Lin Yun is, it is intact.

He stood up in a panic, bent over and couldn't see the figure of the Burial Flower Master in the dust. He might have felt a look, piercing through the void, burning flames, staring at them.

The blood is not over, the battle is endless!
Chapter completed!