The tiger stretched out his hand and signaled Lin Yun to drip the blood on the Burial Flower Sword.

Lin Yun did as he said, dripping blood on it, and the crystal beads of blood slid down the sword body like raindrops.

When blood drips on the place where the rose and the sword rely on, it quietly spreads, perfectly connecting the flowers and the sword.

The flower trembled all over, was extremely happy and swayed endlessly.

Huh!

In an instant, countless blood-colored petals floated up from their bodies and flew all over the sky.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand, stuck one, and placed it in the palm of his palm.

The fragrance of flowers is refreshing, but in the blink of an eye, the petals disappear in front of you like fog.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, just like I smell it, like dreams and fantasy.

Looking closely, the blood rose was seen as merged with the Burial Flower Sword bit by bit.

After a moment, they were completely integrated, independent of the world, and boundless in style, and the blood rose of the king of flowers disappeared.

But smell the fragrance of flowers, but do not hear the name of flowers.

Lin Yun walked forward and drew his sword, and saw a trace of exquisite bloodline on the sword body texture. The sword body was filled with brilliance, light and transparent, like a magical iron, with an extremely sharp blade.

The appearance changes drastically, and the natural patterns appear many changes.

He held the sword in his hand and his face changed slightly. The quality of this sword actually reached the level of a super-grade Xuan soldiers. He was full of sharpness and was approaching the treasure!

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly, the blood in his body seemed to boil.

The purple flora quietly opened, and the body was filled with true energy.

boom!

The sword body is shining brightly, the sword intent is endless, and countless blood-colored rose petals are like dreams and illusions, scattering out and dancing in the sky.

"It's not a treasure, but it's better than a treasure."

Lin Yun held the Burial Flower Sword in his hand, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

Now, the quality of this Burial Flower Sword has a medium-grade Xuan Soldier, which has become a member of the treasure.

With this magic weapon, my swordsmanship is enough to double the power!

He danced with the petals of the sky with sword in his hands. Under the blood-colored rose petals, his figure was blurred and he actually felt blurred.

It gives people the feeling that it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and it is like a dream.

After a long time, Lin Yun chuckled and put the sword into the sheath.

call out!

The petals flying all over the sky disappeared and disappeared in an instant.

It's like everything is like a dream just now.

"Good sword!"

Lin Yun was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked the golden tiger if it hadn't woken up.

I don’t know how to swallow the blood rose by the Burial Flower Sword.

The golden tiger looked quiet, pointed to Lin Yun and then to the depths of the valley.

"Did you let me follow you?"

The tiger nodded slightly, then moved its huge body and walked forward.
Chapter completed!