Chapter 1215

With Ye Ziling's victory, the hope of advancing to the Palace of the Xuanwang was completely wiped out.

Chu Tianhao's so-called hell mode was just a joke, even Ye Ziling couldn't beat him, and it was naive to want to use one against five.

"When did Senior Sister become so strong..."

Jiang Lichen and others were dazed and lost their minds, and they were all in disbelief.

Lin Yun smiled without saying a word, how could the bloodline of the Sage Ancient Family not be strong.

It's just that she has been staying in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, and the delay has indeed been a bit long. If she wanted to, I'm afraid she would already be an extraordinary evildoer.

Of course, the most important thing is the headmaster of Fuyun. This bad old man doesn't care about not only the sect, but also his own daughter.

If he is willing to instruct and teach Ye Ziling, by virtue of the same reasoning of his three lists, it is also valid for the Sword Sect of Floating Clouds.

Whoa!

The eyes of Jiang Lichen and the others fell on Lin Yun at the same time, Ye Ziling's beautiful eyes flowed, and they also fell on Lin Yun.

The people of Blood Moon Cave Heaven had invincible confidence in Xiahou Jue, and the people of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect had nothing to do with Lin Yun.

Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, smiled and said, "If he wants to fight, then promise him."

Obviously, this Blood Moon Cave was aimed at Lin Yun. If the Floating Cloud Sword Sect did not agree, his aura would instantly be lower than the other party.

After receiving Ye Ziling's approval, Palace Master Cangxuan got up and pondered: "In the final round of Cangxuan's battle, the outcome will be between the Floating Cloud Sword Sect and the Blood Moon Cave, and whoever wins will be the champion. You can have the Holy Sword Peak, or you can To get the five places of the Shenlong baptism, any sect must not disobey, otherwise it will be the enemy of the Shenlong Empire!"

This sudden change in the rules made people feel a little stunned, but there was an exclamation immediately.

The battle between Lin Yun and Xiahoujue to decide the champion of the Cangxuan qualifying battle is undoubtedly the most anticipated.

In an instant, countless eyes fell on Xiahou Jue in the crowd. He raised his head leisurely, his eyes passed through countless crowds, jumped away from Ye Ziling, Jiang Lichen, Liu Qingyan, and finally stopped on Lin Yun.

boom!

There was a sound of sword cries in Lin Yun's body, and the edge in his eyes bloomed. After a while, the sky above his head seemed to turn bloody.

A blood moon fell from the sky like a mountain range, and was severely suppressed.

"Run!"

The sudden rise of the vision made people panic, and the blood moon square was full of people.

The sword cocoon in the depths of Lin Yun's eyebrows trembled, he looked up, and then waved his hand away. The blood moon was just born, and before it could officially fall, it shattered into nothingness, and was swept into nothingness by the invisible sword intent.

The sky was clear again, as if everything was an illusion.

"Are you so impatient?"

Mo Hanmang flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, his eyes pierced through the void like a sharp blade, and fell on the other side coldly.

"Don't be impatient, I just see if you are qualified for me to fight!"

Xiahoujue smiled lightly, and then said solemnly: "I went out this time for the Holy Sword Peak. I am very interested in the secret of the Thirteen Swords of Fuyun. I hope you will not be too disappointed in the battle tomorrow!"

When the voice fell, he and the rest of the Blood Moon Cave Tian quickly left Cangxuan Square.

Lin Yun looked at the person's back, and the corners of his mouth evoked a cold expression.

...

The night is fading, and the cold moon hangs alone.

In the residence of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, in the quiet courtyard, Lin Yun sat cross-legged and narrowed his eyes. The Canglong Sacred Heaven Art slowly revolved, the dragon roared, and the purple and golden rays of light surrounded Lin Yun in the night.

If his cultivation is to go further, he has to condense the astrology.

In one night, if you want to improve your strength, it is obviously more reliable to practice the Canglong Holy Heaven Art.

After a long time, the purple gold dragon pattern that Lin Yun had shattered in the three formations of dragons and ghosts, slowly condensed with the light.

After the dragon patterns re-condensed, they were hidden deep in the skin.

Lin Yun opened his eyes and exhaled the turbid air. The Canglong Sacred Heaven Art is now at the sixth level, which can condense one hundred and eight purple gold dragon patterns.

After the blood flame holy pattern is burned, these dragon patterns will turn into holy patterns, making the fleshly body reach the point where it is comparable to the Hundred Patterned Holy Artifact.

Before, in the Four Profound Formation, his purple gold dragon pattern was completely smashed by Venerable Tianshendan. The battle was so tragic that until now, these purple-gold dragon patterns have been slowly condensed successfully.

"Xiahou Jue..."

Lin Yun's eyes flickered and he whispered to himself.

During the day, the two tried a little, and it was considered a fight. Lin Yun could be sure that the other party must have a half-step Divine Core Realm cultivation.

The majesty of the stars in the body is like a river, and it is absolutely capable of beheading the Venerable Little Divine Core Realm.

Ranking 3,000 on the Xingjun list, this kind of evildoer is indeed not simple.

After being promoted to Xingjun, Lin Yun's biggest opponent, his strength will not be much worse than Gongsun Yan and others.

This guy suddenly appeared and directly pointed out that he wanted to explore the secrets of the Holy Sword Peak. What secrets does the Holy Sword Peak have?

This girl, Xiao Bingfeng, understands a little bit, but she is so arrogant that she has been reluctant to say more.

Could it be that the people in the Blood Moon Cave also know a little bit, or are they just interested in the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds?

It's a big head, and some fights will be fought tomorrow.

Lin Yun muttered to himself, no matter what, since he took over this battle, he would definitely win.

Whether it is the secret of the holy sword peak or the baptism of the dragon, it is extremely important to Lin Yun right now.

Huh?

A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and then his heart moved slightly, when he raised his head. In the night, a figure, like a fairy, appeared in his field of vision, bathed in moonlight.

The other party is dressed in white, outlines a graceful and moving figure, and wears a white gauze hat on his head.

"Luohua!"

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth curled into a smile, and he quickly stepped forward and said, "Didn't you say you want to return to the Floating Cloud Sword Sect?"

Under the white gauze hat, Luo Hua smiled lightly, walked slowly, and said softly: "Things are going well, I thought of you, so I came directly. How are you these two days?"

It's only been two days that they haven't seen each other, but the two have been separated for many years and have a lot to say to each other.

"Blood Moon Cave? This sect is mysteriously tight!"

When she heard that Lin Yun was going to break up with Xiahou tomorrow, Luo Hua suddenly spoke up and exhorted.