Chapter 442

The twisted gap, the sudden burst of bright light, is dazzling.

Master Thirteen and the fat old man gradually became serious after their expressions changed slightly.

After a while, the fat old man smiled and said, "This kid is really restless. It seems that it is difficult to send your fish dragon ball out..."

The Thirteenth Master retracted his gaze and pondered: "Let it be fate, he should also understand the consequences of his own choice."

The two talked, seemingly clueless.

In fact, with the cultivation level of the second elder, they sensed that there were violent energy fluctuations in the picture of the buried sword.

All of a sudden, there were violent fluctuations more than ten times as much.

Even from the perspective of the second old man's cultivation, it is quite scary and should not be underestimated.

There is no doubt that Lin Yun in the secret realm is at the critical time to break through the sword art.

Burial Sword Figure, five floors, on the ancient stone platform.

In the desolate space, the various visions derived from the sword intent became violently restless.

All the reasons come from the bright light that erupted on a certain stone platform.

That light is like a burning sun, the light is dazzling, it seems to illuminate the vast space, and it cannot hide any shadows.

In the dazzling light, there was a vague figure hidden.

There is no doubt that the owner of the figure will no longer be anyone other than Lin Yun.

Everything, just because the demon pill that was swallowed by Lin Yun has reached the point where it has been refined to the end.

In the depths of his body, the demon pill that contained the pure spiritual energy as thick as a mountain was only the size of a small fingernail.

But it was the size of this little fingernail, and a terrifying light erupted in his body, and thousands of rays of light shot out.

Lin Yun had underestimated, underestimated the horror of this demon pill, in the situation where the Thirteenth Master had been feeding the Zifu demon pill for ten years. The aura refined by the fish king has reached a level that makes him astounded, thick and dignified, pure and condensed.

Right now, above the sky, blood clouds are rolling. The dull sound of thunder continued to sound in the cloud layer derived from Sword Intent, obviously something was brewing.

A terrifying aura filled the sky, and there was not a single thunderbolt in the dark space.

Except for the violent restlessness, there is no sound in the whole space, and the silence makes people feel strange.

A repression before the storm was spreading in this small space. Lin Yun on the stone platform had an unprecedentedly dignified expression, and the hairs all over his body stood up.

He felt inexplicable panic for no reason, and he had a hunch that if he could not advance to the ninth level of sword art.

The thunder that is about to erupt next will instantly annihilate him and disappear on the spot.

Lin Yun, who was shrouded in light, became nervous before his mind, and the Ziyuan Sword Art kept running, frantically refining the Fish Dragon Demon Pill.

As long as the demon pill is refined before the thunder falls, there is hope for the promotion of sword art to block it.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Lin Yun felt the dantian purple iris vibrate.

The seventy-one petals hummed like sharp swords, bursting with violent sword intent, devouring the dazzling demon pills in the body of the devourer in an almost plundering way.

As if conscious, it sensed the imminent danger and seemed very anxious. The demon pill the size of a fingernail was quickly swallowed up bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the light shrouded in it also kept shrinking and condensing.

Boom!

Between the sky, the blood cloud derived from the reckless sword intent tumbled violently. A loud rumbling sound erupted, and the suffocating sense of oppression intensified again.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

It was as if he was racing against the god of death, with an invisible demon behind him chasing him.

Lin Yun was extremely anxious, and at the juncture of life and death, all distracting thoughts dissipated.

call out!

When the last bright spot of the demon pill was swallowed up by the purple iris, Lin Yunxin lifted it up instantly, only to see a little brilliance emerging from the limbs in his body. Like raindrops, it fell towards the purple iris, like a moth to the fire desperately.

When all the brilliance fell on the purple irises, Lin Yun's heart slammed.

He saw that the ice crystal-like purple irises shattered, and then re-condensed, constantly changing.

Not long after, a brand new purple iris re-condensed and formed in his body. The newly born purple iris, like purple ice crystals, is much thinner than before. In addition, there is a small blood line in the center of the petal, which looks like it has life.

Lin Yun's mind exploded, unable to describe how he felt after seeing this flower.

If I had to use one word to say it, it would be a demon!

Coquettish and noble, it seems to be the king of flowers, looking down on the world.

When all seventy-two petals opened, an ancient voice seemed to travel through time and space. Condensed the vicissitudes of time condensed, turned into obscure and mysterious thoughts, shaking endlessly in his mind.

In his mind, a vast and majestic picture appeared, an old man in purple clothes, with a stern face, eyes like electricity, and staring in all directions.

Hengdan was in the sky, holding the sword in front of him, with the fingers of his left hand together, slashing all the way from the end of the sword body to the tip of the sword.

"In the name of the sword, I will make flowers bloom!"

When the two fingers of the close left hand swiped across the tip of the sword, a mysterious sword print bloomed on his body, and the old man in purple burst out with a terrifying sword intent, and a huge purple iris flower suddenly bloomed behind him.

The moment when the sloping purple iris blooms, it stirs the animation sky.

In the sky, a huge and terrifying vortex is formed, as if it is not the clouds that are sucked in, but the whole world.

The old man in purple swung his sword and swept across, and the black magic shadow that was rushing towards him in the blink of an eye was all ready to sway into nothingness.

In the name of the sword, I make flowers bloom.

Lin Yun was extremely shocked, and a strange emotion filled his heart.

After thinking about it, the purple clothed old man who appeared in his mind must be the Ziyuan Juggernaut who was in the ancient times.

Every movement of the purple clothed old man in the picture is constantly reconstructed by him in his mind.

I see!

He suddenly realized in his heart that the sword mark that the purple clothed old man sacrificed was actually the momentary youth he had mastered before.

However, the moment of youth, once it is used, it will exhaust its true essence.

It can only be used to fight people's lives, and the gambling is too big. If you can't kill your opponent, you will die.

But after the sword art is promoted to the ninth level, as long as the sword mark is sacrificed, the flower will bloom with a single thought.

He kept pondering in his heart, imitating the mysterious sword seal sacrificed by the Ziyuan Sword Saint, and a mysterious wave spread.

On the ancient stone platform, Lin Yun radiated a mysterious purple light, like petals.

boom!

Suddenly, a roar filled with blood and killing suddenly erupted between the heavens and the earth, and the boundless blood cloud let out a terrifying roar.

Immediately after it rolled violently, it transformed into a blood-colored phantom, like a demon.

Holding a sword beam as long as a hundred meters, it slashed down towards the stone platform where Lin Yun was.

Bang bang bang!

Where Jianmang passed, it was destroyed, and one ancient stone platform after another was chopped into powder on the spot.

There is a stone platform that has existed for an unknown number of years. In front of this sword light, it is like a piece of paper, vulnerable to a single blow.

Lin Yun opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him, his face suddenly changed greatly.

The blood-colored phantom is like a mountain, and its sword light is like a thunder, as if it is going to sweep everything.

Lin Yun on the stone platform looked incomparably small in front of this sword light.

"hateful!"

Lin Yun didn't have much, so he raised his hand. The burial foil sword that entered the stone platform at the end turned into a stream of light and fell into his hands.

Whoosh!

The gust of wind brought by the sword glow made Lin Yun's blue shirt rumble, and his long hair had already been split and undulating with the wind behind him.

However, it is strange to say that it is clearly a state of life and death, but it is the moment when you hold the hilt of the burial foil sword.

Lin Yun's heart became surprisingly quiet.

Old friend, I'm going to trouble you again...

One person and one sword, after too many lives and deaths, they have long been connected. Needless to say, the body of the sword hummed, and the burial foil showed his attitude.

The corners of Lin Yun's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile.

Looking up, the smile on the young man's face gradually subsided, replaced by a heart of the sword, fearless in life and death.

No, I, Lin Yun, will never die here!

Seeing that, the blood-colored sword light that swept everything was about to fall.

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, the sword in his right hand was in front of him, and the fingers of his left hand were drawn together, sticking to the sword and slashing upwards.

Ka Ka Ka!

With the close arms, slowly across, the dantian purple iris bloomed one by one.

When his fingers crossed the tip of the sword, all seventy-two petals bloomed, and an unrivaled sword force erupted from Lin Yun.

"In the name of the sword, I will make flowers bloom!"

A huge purple iris flower suddenly bloomed on the top of his head, stirring the animation sky. Lin Yun held swords in both hands to block the falling blood-colored sword light.

Bang!

Amidst the loud noise, a strange scene appeared. The seemingly insignificant Lin Yun forcibly blocked this sword light.

The ground rumbled and trembled, and Lin Yun's mouth overflowed with blood, and his face was instantly pale.

The ancient stone platform at the foot of the foot has a slight crack, and it is about to fall apart.

"roll!"

Lin Yun, who was gnashing his teeth, roared with all his strength, and held the sword to shake the bloody sword light away for a moment.

Whoosh!

Taking advantage of a moment, he smashed the ancient stone platform with one foot and rushed out like lightning.

boom!

The blood-colored sword awn was no longer hindered, and it slashed directly on the ground, drawing out a huge ravine that could not be seen at a glance.

Lin Yun, who was half-squatting on the other stone platform, was weak and weak, kicking his breath.

His hair was disheveled, and blood was slowly spilling out of his nostrils, eyes, and ears. The sword that was barely blocked still caused him serious injuries.

But the corner of the boy's mouth stubbornly raised a smile.

He finally survived!

In the Sword Burial Forest, the Thirteenth Master and the fat old man, who were eating fish, flashed strange colors in their eyes at the same time.

After a while, Master Thirteen stroked his beard and smiled, "This kid has such a big life."

The fat old man drank a sip of Hantan Fragrance Dew and said with a smile, "Hehe, fighting against the sky, the bones in the picture of the buried sword, and the endless broken sword did not frighten this kid away, it is indeed fatal."

The snow dragon fish in the pot had already been eaten by the two of them for a third, but the crescent meat that contained all the essence of the snow dragon fish remained untouched.

The two of them stared at each other, and whoever dared to move would immediately be a sword... no, it was chopsticks.

The blood dragon horse not far away lay pitifully on the ground, looking at the snow dragon fish in the pot. The saliva flowed all over the ground, and the eyes were full of water mist. It was really a grievance that I had never seen before.

"Do you eat fish? Count me in too..."

A quarter of an hour later, Lin Yun, who was in a state of embarrassment, walked out with a smile on his face.

The two elders didn't expect Lin Yun to appear so soon, and before he could react, he saw Lin Yun pick up the chopsticks and put the crescent meat in the pot in his mouth.

"Comfortable, Xiaohong, come and have something to eat too."

When the crescent meat was entered, Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and he had never eaten such a delicious meal before. Hearty and memorable, the pain in the whole body has been alleviated a lot.

Looking up, the blood dragon horse is looking at himself eagerly.

With a smile on Lin Yun's face, he picked up the whole pot.

"stop!"

The faces of Master Thirteen and the fat old man turned black at the same time, and they got up and shouted.

But the remaining two-thirds of the snow dragon fish, including the meat and soup, were swallowed by the blood dragon horse.

Gulong Gulong! Looking up at the second old man, the blood dragon horse's eyes narrowed slightly, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction permeated his whole body, revealing two rows of front teeth and smiling strangely.