If the sword soul dies, Lin Yun will die!

But he refused to look back and faced the broken sword, allowing the light to be released like snowflakes.

When the light was completely dimmed, the golden villain reached out and reached towards the hilt of the broken sword.

It was obviously very close, but this step was thousands of miles away. No matter how he stretched out his hand, he couldn't hold the hilt of the sword in front of him. The distance was farther and farther away.

The broken sword trembled slightly, as if mocking.

Puff, Lin Yun vomited blood from his mouth again, and his vitality was gone.

The golden villain almost became transparent, and just as it was about to disappear completely, the roar of the shocking dragon erupted in this dark abyss.

Lin Yun's second sword soul turned into a bold light without hesitation. It sacrificed its life and directly hit the broken sword body.

It was too bold, and the broken sword was furious!!

The golden dragons approaching were shattered like glass, but it delayed this moment.

The almost transparent golden little man stepped forward and grabbed the hilt of the sword. At this moment, the eight vicious souls in his body instantly quieted down.

Not finished yet!

Lin Yun roared in his heart, controlled the golden villain and pulled out half an inch of the hilt of the sword.

Click!

The light swept across, as if the universe was built up, and the eight evil souls were regarded as powder and burst out from their pores in an instant. It was so terrible that the power of the broken sword was so powerful that it shocked Lin Yun.

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The fragments of the evil soul merged with the blood on the top of the barren mountain, exuding a majestic aura, becoming viscous and sacred.

This is the first time that Lin Yun took the initiative to pull out half an inch, and achieved unprecedented achievements with the determination to die.

It seemed that he was holding not a sword, but a world. The sword body contained terrifying power that made people's scalp tingling, which was unpredictable and unshakable. At the same time, many ancient information fragments appeared in his mind and kept flashing.

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It's time!

Lin Yun didn't care much about it, so he opened his eyes and his withered body moved.

"Yes, I'm fine."

Lin Yun whispered to himself softly and stood up suddenly. He smiled at Xiao Bingfeng. Xiao Bingfeng burst into tears and smiled, covering her mouth and unable to speak. She was too excited.

Lin Yun's thin body swayed and was about to fall down at any time, but he still punched him out.

Bang!

The majestic star in his body surged out, as if the sun was rising slowly, reflecting the void, making the thirty-six days transparent.

Lin Yun looked up and saw the four eternal and immortal innate astrology through the thirty-sixth level of heaven.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a hundred supreme astrology, those astrology have been eternal, and the light released occupied the entire universe.

In addition, there are countless billions of astrological phenomena, which are numerous and covered with the starry sky, but all the light is covered by the supreme astrological phenomena.

build.

Those hundred supreme stars are huge and vast. The core of the scroll has various stars of different styles. Some are bright, some are fairy-like, some are magical, some are spotless, some are beautiful

When you are flawless, you are the pioneer of the Supreme Astrology.

He heard a lot of whispers, old and cold, full of disdain for him, and asked him to stop quickly, otherwise he would be dead.

One hundred supreme astrology does not mean that there are only one hundred supremes since the birth of the Divine Dragon Age. Each supreme astrology has a inheritor. For example, if Lin Yun is willing, he will become the inheritor of Futian astrology.

, which contained many supreme thoughts, and they felt what Lin Yun was going to do.

"You are provoking us!"

"You are seeking death!"

"The Supreme Light, do not desecrate, stop now!"

"If you insist on doing your own thing, you will definitely die!"

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Lin Yun smiled, a smile appeared in his smile, and there was a hint of stubbornness and dissatisfaction, and a very cold arrogance: "I never believed it. There is really something impossible in this world!"

He waved his hands, and the fierce soul and blood on the top of the barren mountain seemed to merge into ink.

Lin Yun splashed ink and began to draw his own supreme painting.

boom!

With the loud noise, the golden painted paper spread out like a substance. Lin Yun waved his hands as if pushing a magic pen, shaking the world.

In this way, the ancient Yinglong on the golden painting paper was outlined with strokes.

What an amazing picture!

The golden light flashed, and each stroke contained endless magnificent blood and endless vitality. Lin Yun's eyes were bleeding, his long hair was flying, and all kinds of holy rays lingered in the pen between the sky and the earth.

After the Gu Yinglong was completely drawn, Lin Yun paused, and he closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

When the golden villain held the broken sword before, Lin Yun had a lot of information in his mind, all about the ancient Eight Evils.

When you open your eyes, the divine light shines in your eyes, and you write a poem next to the golden scroll. Every word has a divine light forever.

When the poem is finished, the first scroll is completed.

Xiao Bingfeng looked at her eyes carefully, and she chanted softly, and her expression changed drastically: "Cut the Hongmeng at the top of Kunlun, and show her magical powers when she returns to heaven and sun."

One hundred supreme astrology in thirty-six days, the light is comparable to the innate astrology, as if it has lasted forever and immortality.

Lin Yun was under great pressure and began to draw a second scroll, which was the ancient Tengshe. After the drawing was completed, there were poems that revealed them.

"The Phantom of Tengsnake confuses all directions, and the stars move and chaotic four phenomena."

He kept painting and writing, and Xiao Bingfeng was increasingly shocked as she read the poem.

"I have divine eyes that divide the sun and the moon, and a thought is born with eternal coldness. This is the ancient candle dragon."

"The ancient demon phoenix... Jiuyou Cangming looked back, and the gods and Buddhas in the heavens dared not appear."

These verses are too terrible to describe. She once knew very well in ancient times what it meant, and every word contained unparalleled divine power.

The great roc rises with the wind one day and soars straight into the ninth level of heaven.

Qiongqi's power determines the universe, destroys the world and shatters the yin and yang!

The ancient gloom cold light shield is one less round in the world.

Before chaos was born, I was born, and I exhale with anger and the dragon was destroyed.

Kunpeng, Qiongqi, Youying, and Guizhe unfold one after another, the Eight Blessings Astrology scroll, Lin Yun splashed ink, completed in one go, and formed instantly.

Those golden scrolls that are as solid as gold float around the forest clouds. The poems in each scroll are not conspicuous, but they are like a force like a catastrophe that is filled with the star shapes condensed by the eight evil souls.

"The last one is missing..."

Lin Yun continued to paint. He used the blood and evil soul as ink, the vitality of the original as the drawing paper, and the intention of the Shenxiao sword as the pen. If he was not careful, his soul would be destroyed, and he would be directly ignited and burned to ashes.

His eyes were stern, and if he wanted to make the Supreme Picture, he had to take the last step.

One sword to suppress the ancient eight evil spirits, one sword to carry the power of the ancient eight evil spirits and burst out the power of the burial sky.

puff!

When the last ninth scroll was unfolded, Lin Yun sprayed blood on the scroll, his body cracked everywhere, and blood kept overflowing.

He continuously depicts stars one after another in the scroll, and he is painting the starry sky of the universe.

Lin Yun was shaking and couldn't hold on. He paused, and then he waved his pen abruptly.

The outlines of the starry sky in the universe appeared, but these were all long-range views. He just outlined a vague and vast outline. What he really wanted to draw was in the last stroke of the next.

The divine light burst in his eyes, and the two sword souls deep in his eyebrows were dim and dull, but they still kept releasing the majestic sword intent.

This stroke injected all Lin Yun's essence, energy, and spirit. As he slid, a sound like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked kept ringing in his ears.

The supreme astral pressure from the thirty-six heavens came constantly, and all kinds of remnants roared in his ears.

Lin Yun turned a blind eye, letting his blood and vitality consume him, and writing constantly. After a long time, a magic sword hung over thirty-six days and suddenly took shape.

Rumble!

The nine scrolls were pieced together at this moment, and the Supreme Astrology was first formed.

The eight evil spirits of the ancient times are buried in the sky with one sword.

Lin Yun let go of his hand and let the complete Burial Sky Star escape into his body, and a divine light burst out. The continuous vitality and various terrifying auras continued to rise on Lin Yun.

His blood, his body, his vitality, his sharpness, and his rapid progress at an unprecedented speed.

In one thought, it is reborn.

He has an invincible style, blooming in this world, and blooming in Lin Yun, a burial flower boy.

[This chapter is almost five thousand words, I want to finish it in one go, so it's a bit late. If you follow the official account, you can find photos in historical news. Haha, read your message, I feel that I don't have to write books in the future and rely on my beauty.
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