The little fat man was immediately stunned, with a look of great admiration in his eyes: "That's amazing."

"Sister, what should I do now? Big brother, it seems I can't hold on anymore!" The little fat man glanced at Lin Yun. His body was being corroded by the power of the netherworld from outside, and he could see that his five thousand dragon patterns were fading rapidly.

At the same time, the power of the netherworld was continuously released from his body.

It's equivalent to not getting any benefits at all, but constantly paying the price. It's impossible to cultivate the Shenxiao Sword Art if this continues.

"Believe him, this path is his own choice..." Xiao Bingfeng looked calm and said softly.

But the worry flashing in her eyes betrayed her thoughts, and she was still quite nervous and apprehensive.

Sword Master Ziyuan was also tortured by the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron at the beginning, but he finally survived, otherwise he would never be able to truly control the Dragon Phoenix World-Destroying Sword Codex.

Lin Yun became angry, his expression twisted and became extremely ferocious.

This Dragon Phoenix Cauldron is really too much!

He thought that Lin Yun was nothing more than a tripod soul, and he repeatedly provoked and manipulated him.

Now it is even more excessive. Lin Yun wants to practice the Shenxiao Sword Art, but it is so arrogant that he does not allow him to practice, and even completely ignores Lin Yun's life and death.

I really can’t stand it, and I can’t stand it!

He had never felt so aggrieved when he buried the beautiful young master. A mere tripod soul actually played with him like this.

"You are looking for death!"

Lin Yun roared in his heart, and his cross-legged body rose into the air.

Whoosh!

His body was like lightning. He jumped directly across the last ten meters, then stretched out his hand fiercely and slapped the stone tablet with his palm.
Chapter completed!