In the semi-saint realm, he doesn't want to stay there for too long.

Strive to achieve the realm of the holy form when leaving the burial mountain range, that is, to perfectly present your own burial star.

Ten days later.

After Lin Yun refined 100 kilograms of divine dragon holy liquid, his cultivation level finally arrived at the second stage of the Tianyuan Semi-saint, the Holy Soul Realm.

After condensing the holy soul, his mental power increased a lot.

What made him even more happy was that the holy energy in his purple palace condensed into a holy sea.

The fog was rich and all turned into liquid.

The holy energy is still the holy energy, but its quality is no less than that of ordinary holy essences.

"I urge you now, and it will be easier for the Buddha Emperor Golden Lotus Spear. I don't know how powerful the peak attack will be."

Lin Yun opened his eyes, his eyes were introverted, and he felt a powerful force rushing all over his body.

“Huh?”

Lin Yun glanced over and found that there were dozens of feet of flowers on the other side, and there was no trace of them.

"Where is the other side of the river?"

Lin Yun said strangely.

Little Bingfeng flew over from the sycamore tree and smiled and said, "You are too inferior. The red shore flower transformed three days ago. Please look down."

Lin Yun looked down and saw a red strange flower the size of a palm ten meters away.

There are many scattered leaves on the ground, as well as some dead rhizomes.

After the transformation, the red shore flower becomes crystal clear and shiny like fog, which looks extremely dreamy.

The song that was originally looming, now you can feel it clearly as long as you listen carefully.

After staring at me for a long time, I felt like I was in a dream.

"magic."

Lin Yun's eyes were slightly condensed. He needed to use the half-step divine light sword intent to block the illusion of the other side flower.

Intuition told him that the other side of the river may be very difficult.

"Stop singing, it's time to produce fragrance."

Xiao Bingfeng was not very polite, so she went over and took out an exquisite porcelain bottle and landed it under the red shore flower.

The other side of the flower is very aggrieved, but it still shines, and five or six dewdrops of divine light seep out from the petals.

The intoxicating fragrance spread out, Lin Yun felt extremely clear-headed and soft all over his body. The holy soul he had just condensed seemed to float out.

"Oh My God."

Lin Yun was shocked and used his strong willpower to restrain himself, feeling scared.

"This is the Mandala fragrance, like a drunken and dreaming... I almost fell into the illusion." Lin Yun was afraid.

It wasn't that he almost fell into the illusion, but he had to see the divine light appear before he broke free.

Even though he knew that this was not caused by the red flower, Lin Yun felt deeply afraid of this seemingly slender flower.

"Is that just that?"

Xiao Bingfeng said dissatisfiedly.

The other side of the river was extremely aggrieved, the branches were trembling, as if explaining... There was really nothing left.

Lin Yun couldn't help laughing and said with a smile: "Okay, she's wronged enough."

The flower of Bitan understood Lin Yun's words and kept bent down like a child thanking him, as if he said thank you again.

"Hmph, there must be some more, wait until I grab it out and squeeze it."

Xiao Bingfeng doesn't eat this trick. If you catch the red spider flower, you have to pull it out directly.

Rush!

The red sanhua was so scared that she broke free from the ground, and her rhizome ran quickly like her feet, hiding at Lin Yun's heels.

Xiao Bingfeng couldn't help but be happy when she saw this and said with a smile: "I'm scaring you. You hide behind him. Don't you know he is the burial flower dam?"

The mission of the Red Riding Flower shook his head, but refused to show up.

"There are fifteen drops in total, which should be enough to promote the burial flower to four stars." Xiao Bingfeng handed over the porcelain bottle and said softly.

"What did you do to it?" Lin Yun took the porcelain bottle and said curiously.

Xiao Bingfeng said: "Don't look at her pitiful, she's not honest. I just pulled it out, twist it and squeeze it, and there are a lot of mandala fragrances every time."

Lin Yun imagined the picture in his mind, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Chapter completed!