"Four seals in one, done!"
Looking at the Zifujing magic-printed leopard torn apart in front of him, Lin Yun's pale face showed a long-lost smile.
It worked!
Without using the sword, and using the Palm Shattering Mountains and Rivers and Sky Shattering Clouds, he combined the four seals into one and cooperated with the Seven Profound Steps to forcibly smash this terrifying magic-printed leopard to death.
The danger in it is self-evident.
Several times, Lin Yun even wanted to sacrifice a treasure to end the Purple Mansion Realm Demon-printed Leopard.
The meaning of cultivation is neither to survive nor simply to kill.
Instead, we must challenge ourselves in the battle of life and death, and unleash our own potential.
Although there are risks, he has no way to retreat in the face of this dragon gate competition, one mountain after another, one opponent after another.
Time has never been on his side...
thump!
Before the smile on his face disappeared, Lin Yun fell down with a plop, looked up at the sky, and kicked his breath with a big mouth.
Although he beheaded the magic leopard, he was forced to the limit and almost died.
The Vajra Seal, the Void Seal, the Demon Seal and the All-Heaven Seal, each of which is individually powerful, and the combined power of the four seals is multiplied, not simply the addition of the dead.
At the moment when the four seals were united, the surging power was unbearable with the existing physical body.
After a while, Lin Yun slowly got up.
The bloodstains on his face that had already burst open, under the rhythm of the dragon elephant fighting body, have recovered most of them, leaving only faint traces.
Before long, it will completely dissipate.
Essence flashed in his eyes, true essence was poured into his palm, and a powerful suction burst out during the rotation.
Whoosh!
The magic-printed leopard and the dog-beast's Zifu Demon Pill fell in front of them at the same time, suspending quietly.
The two Zifu demon pills contained the surging and amazing essence of the sun and the moon, their blood was boiling, like two burning monster hearts.
The demon pill is floating, showing a powerful and majestic vitality, listen carefully.
It seems that there are thousands of troops running, like a volcano that is about to erupt at any time. Once it is pierced, it will explode with a loud noise.
Staring at the two hard-earned Zifu demon pills, Lin Yun's eyes were full of brilliance, and he said softly to himself, "It's just right, come and use these two demon pills to help me practice the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art."
Cultivating the Dragon-Elephant Fighting Body Art to the peak of the fifth-layer, perhaps using the four seals in one, the physical body can be more calm.
The Secret Art Dragon Elephant Armor can also officially resist a blow from Zifu.
"Ok, deal."
At the same time, as the Dragon Gate Grand Competition approached, the disciples of the major sects who were cultivating in the Silent Mountains came out one after another.
And Lin Yun, immersed in the cultivation of the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, completely forgot himself, and somewhat forgot the passage of time.
Even the crucial Dragon Gate Competition was temporarily forgotten by him.
Five days passed quietly.
When the morning light of the rising sun scatters, an ancient dragon elephant shrouded in Lin Yun's body shines brightly in the sun, with clear lines and lines.
The ancient savage beast exudes a violent and fierce aura, but when it quiets down.
Calm and indifferent, in addition to being irritable and fierce, it is more heart-pounding domineering.
Whoa!
Suddenly, Lin Yun opened his eyes and stood up slowly. The phantom of the ancient dragon elephant that enveloped him perfectly overlapped with the boy's body.
For a while, I couldn't tell Lin Yun and Long Xiang, who was who.
The injuries on his body a few days ago have completely disappeared, and his mind has also calmed down.
Bang!
Without warning, Lin Yun slammed out with a punch, his blood churning. This punch is like a dragon-elephant attack, it looks extremely slow, but where the punches are swept, it is invincible and rampant.
The vast sea of clouds was torn apart under this punch.
All over the world, there are holy sounds from the battle cauldron, and the holy sounds collide, playing the ancient battle song.
With one punch, the holy sound does not stop!
It is the symbol of the perfection of the fifth level of Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, but Lin Yun's expression is unusually calm at the moment.
"I'm afraid time is running out."
Lin Yun frowned slightly and whispered to himself.
There are only about ten days left for the Dragon Gate Competition.
Some impatient people from the sect have even set off ahead of schedule and rushed to the imperial capital.
"It's not enough. The movement technique has never been able to truly break through. The Seven Profound Steps Leaving Transformation Realm is always separated by a layer of veil and cannot break through the painting."
Movement and swordsmanship cannot be separated from each other.
A powerful swordsmanship, without the support of the same powerful bodywork, will not be able to show the full power of the swordsmanship.
His Shuiyue swordsmanship has reached the transformation realm, and the Seven Profound Steps must also break through to the transformation realm.
Otherwise, it's like the wooden barrel has an extra short board and can never be filled.
He sometimes wonders, how strong is Hachiko?
If there is no absolute gap in the realm, the real strength of Hachikozi should be that he has no obvious shortcomings.
That is, in roughly the same realm, you are full of flaws, but you can't find the other's flaws.
All-or-nothing, blindly putting treasures on the hole cards.
It is a bit too much gambling. The real powerhouse can crush the opponent without the need for trump cards.
Lin Yun's practice in the Silent Mountains has always been in this direction.
"Seven Profound Steps, you must comprehend the transformation realm, otherwise, I will encounter a son-level opponent, and I will still be defeated."
Lin Yun looked forward, his eyes very firm.
High Heaven Sword Pavilion.
"you win."
An elder of the Purple Mansion sighed helplessly and looked at Bai Lixuan in front of him and said with a complicated expression.
Three days ago, after the other party returned to the sect, he chose to fight against him.
At first, he didn't care much.
I feel that this younger generation is a little too arrogant even though he is the Holy Body, and only shows 50% of his strength.
As a result, under Bai Lixuan's sword, he was embarrassed.
After taking it seriously, he barely won the other party... But this Bai Lixuan has been restless, and has been shooting like him for three consecutive days.
In the end, although they were all defeated, the other party held on for longer and longer.
Today, he actually lost half a move in the opponent's hands.
Although he only beat him by half a move, a win is a win.
His expression was filled with emotion, and the growth of the Eucharist was filled with emotion.
"This half trick, the win is a bit too reluctant. It is rumored that the Eighth Young Master can kill Zifu."
Bai Lixuan put the sword back into its sheath and said softly.
The elder of the Zifu opposite, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "The eight masters killed only loose cultivators. If you meet the elders of the sect, how can you easily let them kill them. If you can beat me by half a trick, even if you lose to these People are definitely not too different, there is no need to be humble!"
Bai Lixuan was noncommittal and pondered: "Elder, has Lin Yun returned to the sect?"
"As far as I know, probably not."
Not yet?
The unity of the four seals has been mastered by him, and he has to stay in the Silent Mountain Range until when.
Doubt flashed in Bai Lixuan's eyes, but then it turned into indifference.
The unity of the four seals should be the limit of the other party.
Lin Yun is definitely one of the opponents who can make him awe-inspiring, but if there is really only one monster in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.
In the Dragon Gate Competition, the one who had the last laugh must be Bai Lixuan.
The news of Bai Lixuan's victory over the elders of the Zifu by half a stroke spread like wildfire in the Jiange Pavilion.
Immediately afterwards, it was heard that Ye Feng had the experience of killing a loose cultivator in Zifu outside the empire.
The High Heaven Sword Pavilion went up and down, looking forward to the upcoming Dragon Gate Competition.
Not only the sword pavilion, but as the time got closer, the imperial city of the imperial capital began to boil.
Hunyuanmen, Xuantianzong, Moyue Villa, Qintian Academy, and Shence Camp have successively had masters at the level of masters to go out, and they are all full of confidence in the Dragon Gate Competition.
The triennial event, under various turmoil this year, has attracted far more attention than the previous ones.
Seeing that, Lin Yun did not show up for a long time, and did not return to the sect from the Silent Mountain Range.
A few rumors spread, saying that he knew that his strength was invincible, and wanted to avoid the Dragon Gate Competition in the name of cultivation.
Some even said that he did not dare to stay in Daqin for a long time when he offended the first prince.
Has passed through the Silent Mountains and left the Empire.
The war is about to start, people do not show up, it is inevitable that there will be different opinions. Furthermore, many chambers of commerce, including Wanbao Pavilion, set a bet on whether he participated in the Dragon Gate Competition.
Under the heat, it's hard to talk about these rumors, and no one is behind the scenes.
Luojia Mountain.
An ancient tree full of red leaves, Xinyan's cold and charming face, like flowers, is charming.
With the approaching of the Dragon Gate Competition, it is inevitable that some sad things will come to mind. I thought to myself, if the big brother is still there, I should be very happy.
The wind blows, and the red leaves fall like flowers.
Xinyan stretched out her white snow-like jade hand, gently pinched a fallen leaf, and pulled her hair behind her. Looking at Hongye, he smiled sweetly, and the gloom between his eyebrows dissipated: "But no matter what, I know that you will definitely appear in the Dragon Gate Competition."
In the blink of an eye, there are only three days left for the three-yearly Dragon Gate Competition.
The imperial city is bustling like never before.
There is an endless stream of warriors coming from the hundreds of counties in the empire, and all powerful warriors would not want to miss these events.
These people are even more enthusiastic about the bet offered by Wanbao Pavilion, and the amount of Lingyu used to bet has already reached astronomical numbers.
In this Dragon Gate Competition, there are only three suspense among the major chambers of commerce.
The first suspense, who will top the list?
Among the sons, the eldest prince Qin Yu is the most popular.
Most people think that in the absence of Liu Sheng, Qin Yu is the most likely person to reach the top of the list.
The second suspense is who can become the new prince?
There is no doubt that Longmen Dabi said that there are eight places, but no one thinks that the previous young master will lose the election.
So in fact, there is only one place for the young master, which is the vacant place after Liu Xun's withdrawal. Bai Lixuan, who topped the rookie list and achieved the Holy Body, was recognized as a popular candidate for the newly promoted son.
Qin Yu and Bai Lixuan are the most popular in this year's Dragon Gate competition.
But the most interesting thing is the last suspense.
Lin Yun, will he appear in the Dragon Gate Competition...
In the imperial capital city, during the wedding of the eldest prince, he drew his sword in a rage, and the turmoil caused almost became a catastrophe that swept the imperial city.
After the storm, Lin Yun's name shocked the entire Qin Empire.
Right now, whether he can withstand Qin Yu's pressure and participate in the Dragon Gate Competition is a matter of debate. Many people have placed heavy bets, even betting all their wealth, just waiting for the day of Dabi to wait and see.