Chapter 441

A mysterious feeling rippled on the dantian purple iris, and the ice crystal-like purple iris radiated a faint streamer. In the midst of the cold light, it is not like a flower, but more like a purple ice sculpture, exquisite, gorgeous, elegant and mysterious.

Lin Yun, who was looking at the dark clouds in the sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face showed a deep contemplative color.

Right now, this feeling is very mysterious, as if the Ziyuan Sword Art can break through at any time.

It was somewhat beyond his expectations. As an ancient sword art, the Ziyuan sword art became more and more difficult to break through. Even, it cannot be described as difficult and difficult. It not only requires a huge accumulation of resources, but also requires some epiphanies and opportunities.

Sword Jue has been stuck at the peak of the eighth level for a long, long time.

Sometimes, Lin Yun even wondered if one of the breakthrough thresholds for Sword Art would be promotion to the Purple Palace.

But here, when he was promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu, he absorbed a large amount of sword spirit spirit. Jian Jue, because of the vagueness, actually showed signs of breaking through, which was somewhat unexpected.

"Is it because this secret realm is called Burial Sword Map?"

Lin Yun whispered to himself that everything he saw in the secret realm here was derived from sword intent.

Cultivation here, although dangerous for swordsmen, is indeed quite miraculous.

Moreover, the aura condensed by the sword intent is more condensed and thicker than the outside world, full of sharpness.

It seems really possible, the sword trick is about to break through!

The more Lin Yun thought about it, the more likely it was. He suppressed the surprise in his heart and calmly sensed the mystery in the sky.

Ziyuan Sword Art, every third is a hurdle, and it has undergone a qualitative change at the sixth level. Once promoted to the ninth level, even if it is a real entrance into the hall, you can evolve the Purple Flesh Sword Formation in the body, and at the tenth level, you can even summon the Zibing Yingque with the sword formation, showing the power of the ancient ice phoenix.

Ziyuan Sword Saint once said that the ancient sword box on his back was sealed by him, and it was the Ziyuan Sword Art that opened the seal.

Ruo Ziyuan Sword Art, being able to be promoted to the ninth level, is even more terrifying than his promotion to the tenth level of Xuanwu.

"Anyway, I'm going to try it once!"

Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, he sat down on the ancient stone platform, and the burial foil turned into a stream of light and escaped into his hands.

Whoa!

The ancient stone platform suddenly dimmed, and the formation quietly disappeared.

I glanced at the rolling dark clouds that were derived from the reckless sword intent in the sky, like a sea, swaying between heaven and earth. It is also like a dormant beast, hiding coldly in the dark, blocking those who dare to rush to the fifth floor.

"I can't handle that much anymore."

With a flash of eyes, Lin Yun made a decisive decision and rushed out. The ecstasy of the Seven Profound Steps was pushed to the extreme by him, and he was like a ray of light, rushing up and madly away.

But after a while, he came under the dark clouds, and he could clearly hear the low roar of the rolling dark clouds like a monster.

Whoosh!

In the sky, bolts of lightning came through the sky like sharp swords, and struck him overwhelmingly.

Don't let him get close to the dark clouds, every lightning bolt contains the jagged sword intent, which seems to be able to penetrate everything.

clang clang!

Lin Yun pushed his half-step innate sword intent to the extreme, and the Shuiyue sword energy radiated from him wave after wave, and while waving the long sword, it shattered everything like the incoming lightning.

The gust of wind whistled, and the lightning flashed and thundered, but there was no sign of flinching on the boy's stern face.

boom!

Suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky tumbled violently, condensing a giant face of fear and monster, hideous and terrifying, roaring towards him.

Lin Yun's expression was indifferent, the Shuiyue sword potential was urged to the extreme, and his body suddenly glowed.

Like a round, hanging in the sky.

"Light of the Bright Moon!"

The next moment, the bright and bright light of the moon condensed into a bunch of purple sword lights, breaking through the air.

When the swordsmanship is promoted to the transformation realm, this bunch of purple sword awns burns with a faint flame in the violent plundering.

Like moonlight, it burned in the dark night.

Click!

The terrifying giant face that rushed over was smashed by the sword light on the spot, and it was torn apart. It turned into a fierce wind, accompanied by the trembling sword intent, resounding between the heaven and the earth.

The person was in the air, and Lin Yun's figure fell and landed on an ancient stone platform.

Bang!

With the help of his strength, he almost shattered the stone platform with one foot, and instantly fell into the billowing dark clouds.

Buzz!

All that can be seen is hazy, and the ears are buzzing, all the sword intent is trembling.

Holding the sword in one hand, he rammed all the way, and in the deepest part of the dark cloud, he saw a thin film.

The thin film glowed faintly, like an enchantment, blocking the way.

"break!"

While thinking and drinking in a low voice, Lin Yun stabbed out with a sword, accompanied by a deafening sword sound. The burial foil sword, like a dragon, stabbed on the rubbing membrane fiercely in its roar.

Click!

A crack appeared, followed by a buzzing sound, and the cracked crack spread in all directions. The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the light curtain condensed by the entire film burst with a bang.

Lin Yun's figure flashed before entering.

Burial Sword Figure, fifth floor.

The teenagers in it can clearly feel the gap between the fourth floor and the fifth floor.

When you see it, the most intuitive thing is the dark cloud condensed by the sword intent in the sky. The dark cloud has turned into a strange blood color. As the clouds collided, streaks of strange lightning erupted, either like a javelin, or like a long sword, or like an ancient tripod, or like a cloud platform...

When these strange blood-colored lightnings landed on the ground, a terrifying loud noise would erupt.

Just the sound made people tremble.

In mid-air, the ancient stone platforms that were floating were mostly dilapidated and very dilapidated.

On the floating stone platforms, you can see a broken sword.

Such a situation is not seen on the fourth floor.

Jian Duan people die, people die Jian Duan, many people have died here.

Perhaps, the blood in the sky was dyed red by the blood of the dead.

Looking for a well-preserved ancient stone platform, Lin Yun inserted the burial sword into it to activate the ancient sword burial platform.

The Sword Burial Terrace, the Sword Buried Sword is also the Sword Buried, but it is also an excellent sword enlightenment platform for the ancients.

boom!

Pushing the ancient stone platform a little, the blood-colored clouds in the sky rolled up, and the clouds collided. The lightning continued to mix and evolve into an ancient cauldron, which slammed down towards him like thunder.

In an instant, Gu Ding landed on Lin Yun.

Lin Yun gritted his teeth and groaned in the midst of a huge earthquake. The severe pain spread deep in the limbs and bones, as if every cell was suffering huge pain.

After the ancient cauldron collapsed, a blood-colored thunder light was found, jumping on its surface. Immediately, you can perceive that there are strong and majestic sword intent auras pouring into the body.

"It's worth it."

The boy who endured the severe pain suddenly twitched into a smile.

No wonder this place is so attractive to the purple iris, the sword spirit aura contained in it. Compared with the fourth floor, both quality and quantity are more than ten times higher.

Right now, don't hesitate.

Lin Yun sat cross-legged, channeling the violent energy in his body to the purple irises in his dantian.

Time passed, and he was immersed in the body while being bombarded by the falling thunder. Constantly spinning the Ziyuan Sword Art, comprehend the mystery, and attacked the ninth level of the sword art.

"It seems a little slow..."

After a while, Lin Yun opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

According to the progress, within ten days, he will break through to the ninth level of promotion sword art, and there should be no serious problems.

But he has been in this secret realm for two days, and in another day, the battle between different groups will begin.

His brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be making up his mind. After a while, a crystal clear and magnificent demon pill appeared in the palm of his hand.

It was that fish dragon demon pill, the retreat that Thirteen Master had left for him.

The young man's eyes stared at Yaodan, his eyes flashed with determination, and he swallowed it.

The entry of the Fish Dragon Demon Pill into the body means that the back road has been cut off, and once it encounters a desperate situation, it will die in this burial sword picture.

Become one of the countless broken swords on the many stone platforms in midair.

But it also means that a big gamble, using the fish dragon demon pill to refine the blood thunder in the sky, succeeded in one day.

Bang!

Buried Sword Forest, a violent and unparalleled gale suddenly erupted from the twisted gap on the ground. As the sword intent swept away, the pieces of sword bamboo suddenly broke.

The strong wind blew the Thirteenth Master, and some could not open his eyes.

The firewood for cooking the fish grew stronger and stronger under this gust of wind. The soup in the pot is boiling, and the meat of the Snow Dragon Fish King exudes a fragrant fragrance.

"This kid, he knew he would be restless."

Thirteenth Master frowned slightly, and when he turned around, he found that the fish king in the pot had been cooked, and then he showed a smile.

"It smells so good!"

In the forest where the bamboo was broken, an old man suddenly came out. He was slightly fat, but he was not angry. The fat old man looked at the fish soup in the pot with a smile on his face.

Not holding back, he sat down on his own and picked up his chopsticks to pick up the fish.

click!

The chopsticks in Master Thirteen's hands were like swords, and he glared at them with bullets: "You old face is really big, you come uninvited, and you have to take the most delicious crescent meat from the snow dragon fish."

Crescent meat.

Behind the gill cover of the snow dragon fish, there is a piece of arc-shaped meat, which is shaped like a moon, like a crescent crescent, like snow, and white. It brings together the essence of snow dragon fish, which is smooth but not greasy, fresh and refreshing.

The fat old man sneered, didn't care, took out a jar of wine: "Since I'm here, naturally I won't come empty-handed."

Waiting for the lid to be undone, the mellow aroma of wine immediately dissipated.

Just smelling it lightly makes people drunk, immersed in it, and reluctant to wake up.

There are also a few petals floating on the wine in the jar, giving this mellow wine fragrance a fresh and pleasant aura, so that it is not too strong.

But just right, and that's it.

"Hantan Fragrance Dew!"

Master Thirteen's eyes lit up, and then he looked at the fat old man and said with a smile: "After raising flowers for ten years, I brewed such a jar of Hantan Fragrance Dew, which is what you old guy made."

"Haha, after a fish has been raised for ten years, only you can do it."

The fat old man raised his brows, seemingly casual, but in fact he was fighting to the front and smiled.

"Before he was promoted to Zifu, it was almost impossible to master the Innate Sword Intent, so you sent him to the Sword Burial Map. You want him to be able to take advantage of the breakthrough of the ancient sword art, whether he can comprehend the complete Innate Sword Intent! "

"You know a lot."

"Hehe, the grievance between him and Bai Lixuan was forged in the Qingyang Realm. Back then, you and I, in order to obtain the inheritance of the Ziyuan Juggernaut, almost searched the Qingyang Realm, but they couldn't find it anywhere. As long as you are not stupid, you can Guess what he got in Qingyang Realm. Of course, you may be an exception."

The fat old man spoke in a succinct manner, but at the end of his voice, he still mocked the other party.

The Thirteenth Master smiled disdainfully and snorted coldly: "You are smart, but if you kill a son of the Wang family, you will cut off a person's profound veins. This old man can't do it."

The two talked and drank wine, and the movements of their hands kept moving, and the chopsticks in their hands were like swords.

You come and go, but no one caught that piece of crescent meat.

Not far away, the blood dragon horse, who had smelled the fragrance a long time ago, looked at the fish soup and fish meat in the pot, drooling with greed.

It's a pity, whether it's the Thirteenth Master or the fat old man, it's an existence that can be stabbed to death with a single finger.

Borrow it ten courage, not dare to mess around.

The two elders are also weird-tempered masters who will get angry if they disagree with each other.

"What about Longan?"

Longan, that is, the eyes of this fish king, has been born with dragon nature, and the fish eyes can be called longan, which is the most valuable treasure on this fish.

The fat old man didn't see it, so he asked casually.

"Naturally, it was left by me. When this kid reaches the top of the list, I will refine it into a fish dragon ball and give it to him."

Master Thirteen flicked away the opponent's chopsticks, and said lightly.

"Hehe, you are really willing. If you remember correctly, this is what you used to cultivate the Eye of the Dragon Sword."

The fat old man was slightly surprised.

"Hmph, the person I like will naturally treat him unreservedly. It won't be like someone, pretending to be humble, but actually being stingy and stupid!"

The Thirteenth Master said fiercely, staring at the fat old man, and said coldly, as if he meant something else.

The fat old man who has always had sharp teeth and sharp mouths, will definitely scold the past, a little guilty, and has no interface.

boom!

Just at this moment, the distorted entrance of the Buried Sword Diagram suddenly burst into a dazzling light. Thirteenth Master and the fat old man, their faces changed slightly, and turned to look at them at the same time.