When the sword is broken, people die, and when people die, the sword is broken?
Lin Yun, who was sitting on the ancient stone platform, was wondering in his heart when a loud rumbling of thunder suddenly sounded between the heavens and the earth.
Whoosh!
The next moment, a silver lightning condensed by sword intent ripped apart the rolling thunderclouds. Then at an astonishing speed, it fell swiftly and violently, and slammed down towards Lin Yun.
"A test?"
The whistling lightning continued to expand in Lin Yun's pupils, like a flash of lightning and a sword.
Without thinking too much, Lin Yun urged his true essence to protect his body.
Bang!
When the thunder fell on the flesh, its body shook violently, and all the internal organs trembled. The sharp sword intent and the violent thunder swept across the surface of the body, and the electric light made a crackling sound during the jump.
The electric light that filled his body was like a sharp sword, constantly bombarding.
Heart-piercing tingling came, but it contained the sword intent in the thunder, pouring into the body to rampage.
"This is!"
Lin Yun felt a huge shock in his heart, and immediately realized that this was pure spiritual energy that contained violent sword intent. Here, everything is derived from sword intent, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is no exception.
To withstand the bombardment of thunder is both a test and an opportunity.
Immediately, the Ziyuan Sword Art was activated, and the cold and piercing purple true essence was rushing through the meridians of the whole body. These sword intents that are rampant in the body are swallowed, refined and merged, and then used for their own use.
With the influx of these sword spirit spirits, the purple iris in the dantian trembled slightly, looking quite excited.
The last time he encountered such a scene was when he was in the sword mound, refining the Sword Cloud Pill.
"Thirteenth Master is right, this place is indeed an opportunity for me. However, it hurts enough." Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, the name of the buried sword is as fierce as its name.
After being bombarded several times in a row, Lin Yun's mind gradually calmed down, and the sword intent aura in this place was indeed of great use to the Ziyuan Sword Art.
His Ziyuan Sword Art was stuck at the peak of the eighth level, and he didn't know how long.
Even refining the two Zifu demon pills did not fluctuate in the slightest, and the bottleneck was like a gulf.
But here, there are subtle fluctuations.
However, it is still too small, and it feels like a drop in the bucket, not very thirst-quenching.
Let's convert this into a cultivation base first!
At the moment, his cultivation base at the peak of the ninth level of Xuanwu, if he can break through the tenth level of Xuanwu here, his combat power will undoubtedly increase greatly.
If the Ziyuan Sword Art is destined to be a drop in the bucket and it is difficult to break through, it is better to make a desperate attempt and let the cultivation base be promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu.
As soon as he thought of this, Lin Yun activated all the Sword Intent aura contained in the thunder and refined it into his nine profound veins.
Boom!
Immediately, the aura of Sword Intent that was rushing through his body, under his urging, turned into a rolling heat flow at an astonishing speed, roaring like a river.
The majestic and violent spiritual energy followed the nine profound veins like a tidal wave, rolling forward like a broken bamboo. But these spiritual energies are too sharp and violent, almost like the beasts of the ancient beasts, which are difficult to control.
In addition, he also needs to protect his body with his true essence, and he will use it with one heart and one mind, just like walking on a tightrope, and there is a danger of being thrown into a sea of swords and fires at any time.
Feeling the violent sword intent, Lin Yun took a deep breath and continued to move the sword burial platform where he sat down.
boom!
The ancient and heavy sword burial platform, shining brightly, caused the rolling thunderclouds in the sky, constantly changing. Immediately after, there were more than a dozen lightning bolts resembling a fierce beast, tearing apart the sky and bombarding them with scorching rays of light.
The sword intent and the sound of thunder exploded in the air at the same time, forming a terrifying vision with this gloomy world.
The electric light exploded on the surface of Lin Yun's body, containing the spiritual power of Sword Intent, and at the same time pouring into his body continuously.
Lin Yun gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and tried his best to control these rampant and unbridled terrifying spiritual powers. At the same time, with his own true essence, he kept refining it, hitting the bottleneck of the peak of the 9th level of Xuanwu.
"not enough……"
He was able to successfully break through the ninth level of Xuanwu because he was the ninth level of Xuanwu himself, with a profound background.
But in the late stage of the Xuanwu realm, the first layer of profound veins is the first layer of heaven.
Wanting to be promoted from the ninth level of Xuanwu to the tenth level of Xuanwu, it will not be much easier than his Ziyuan Sword Art breakthrough.
"Fight!"
A decision flashed in Lin Yun's heart, when the thunder and lightning in the sky broke the dark cloud and was about to fall again. He suddenly dissipated his body-protecting essence, and simply used his physical body to forcefully take over this violent thunder.
The ancient stone platform suddenly thundered into the treasure mountain, and the electric light swept wildly, completely burying Lin Yun in it. Anyone who saw this violent and unparalleled scene would be extremely horrified.
Crack clap!
In the Sword Burial Forest, Master Thirteen, who was cooking fish, frowned slightly. I saw in the forest, the sword bamboos shattered abruptly.
At the moment of the explosion, there was a little sword glow, like starlight escaping into the sky.
"What is this kid doing?"
The Thirteenth Master felt a little headache, and he thought again, whether that fish dragon demon pill could save Lin Yun.
Logically speaking, it is enough to make him retreat.
But if this kid doesn't know how to advance or retreat, it's hard to say.
"But if he really knows how to advance and retreat, I'm afraid he won't be able to make this step today."
There was a wry smile on Master Thirteen's old face, but he didn't say much.
in secret.
In the ancient stone platform, Lin Yun almost passed out under the bombardment of many thunderbolts. But in the end, relying on his strong body, he managed to survive.
Without the protection of the true essence, the Sword Intent aura that poured into the body immediately surged like a river, surging in all directions.
As a result, the spiritual energy absorbed is more than ten times more than before.
"Just do it like this, otherwise, there is absolutely no chance to break through the tenth level of Xuanwu!"
Lin Yun made up his mind and immediately urged the Ziyuan Sword Art with all his strength to continuously refine this majestic and vast True Essence into nine profound veins.
Boom!
The bottleneck of the ninth level of Xuanwu, under this violent and incessant impact, cracks appeared.
With the continuous attention of this majestic spiritual energy, his fleshly body also recovered at an alarming speed, ready to meet the next wave of sword-intelligence thunder.
As long as you survive the most difficult first wave, the subsequent shocks will be much easier.
Two days later, Lin Yun on the stone platform was bathed in a faint purple light all over his body.
The purple light was like substance, completely covering him, making the boy with his eyes closed look rather solemn.
Looking faintly, this layer of purple light is filled with sharp sword intent.
The purple light is not the thunder light in the sky, but the sword intent aura in the body is too full, and it overflows.
Initially, it was not obvious.
Two days later, like a silkworm cocoon, he was wrapped all over his body. Even so, along with the thunder that fell from the sky, there was still a steady stream of True Essence pouring in.
It looks like a sculpture, and he is motionless, but in fact the real energy in his body has reached the point where it will explode at any time.
Suddenly, Lin Yun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there were cracks in the purple light on the surface of his body. And then like a flame, swaying non-stop, more and more burning.
"It's time to break through."
The Sword Intent Spirit Qi in his body has reached the point where the Dragon Elephant Battle Body cannot be suppressed.
Regardless of success or failure, the moment has come to make a decision.
Lin Yun opened his eyes, his pupils shone with a shimmer of electricity, filled with a strong sword intent, as if one eye had pierced through the void.
He looked at the sky that was still covered with dark clouds and kept rolling.
Right now, the sky that made him terrified at first is not so terrifying anymore. After a glance, the boy slowly closed his eyes.
A ray of light surged from the dantian, and the majestic true essence gathered into a monstrous wave, and a shocking sword roar broke out. With an unstoppable momentum, he rushed towards the nine profound veins, banging rumblingly.
In the process of attacking the profound veins, the momentum was like a broken bamboo, breaking through the barriers all the way.
Soon, they came to the nine layers of profound veins, the final stage.
break!
Seventy-one purple irises bloomed, bursting with dazzling light, and Lin Yun sat cross-legged. It was like a sword inserted on an ancient stone platform, accompanied by the blooming of the purple iris, it suddenly chirped, and in this empty world, it roared of its own.
With a click, the final bottleneck of the Xuanwu Ninth Layer shattered.
Immediately following nine profound veins, one after another burst out with rays of light, and then all four limbs were covered in bones. A stream of extremely pure energy poured out, and little by little, the tenth profound vein was condensed in the body.
Facing the surging pure energy from all directions, the brand-new tenth profound veins greedily absorbed and devoured.
After more than half an hour, the newly born tenth profound vein was completely stable.
The surging and violent Sword Intent Spirit Qi in the body dissipated, and all the light suddenly disappeared.
The ice crystal-like purple irises in the dantian, petal by petal, also quietly closed at the moment.
All over the body, the overflowing purple light was like glaze attached to Lin Yun's body. After a long time, Lin Yun's closed eyes finally opened again.
In the young man's deep eyes, it was as bright as a starry sky, and as sharp as a sword.
boom!
As he opened his eyes, an extremely powerful wave swept through his body, making him tremble.
Lin Yun opened his mouth and spit out a long turbid air, and there was a faint humming of sword intent in the turbid air. He could clearly feel that the true essence surging like a flood in his body was more than twice as strong as before the breakthrough.
The tenth level of Xuanwu!
Finally, at the tenth level of the Profound Martial Art, the last Profound Vein in this burial sword diagram was completed by him.
In the Longmen Grand Competition, the confidence to continue walking has gained a lot of confidence once again.
The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the young man's face was filled with a confident smile. Finally, it is not blind, but because he created the dragon-elephant battle body, he is quite confident in his own body.
To be an ordinary person, even with his courage.
At the moment when the true essence is scattered, it will be torn apart and annihilated by ashes.
Lin Yun stared at the sky again, with a rather playful look in his eyes, the fourth layer of this sword burial map was nothing but the same.
It seems that we can go a step further.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a strange wave after another from the purple iris in his dantian.
Is the Ziyuan Sword Art about to break through? Or, is there something in the fifth floor that is tempting it?