Chapter 1220

One sword melted the blood bone demon dragon, and Lin Yun's sword power reached an unprecedented level.

When the sword cocoon between the eyebrows shines, this kind of sword power is immediately so strong that people can't imagine it.

Xiahou Jue, who was flying in a desperate situation, was pinned to the ground before he could make a move, unable to move, and was extremely painful.

Whoa!

The sky-shattering uproar was also spreading around the square at this moment, and everyone stared at this scene in stunned silence. No one would have imagined that when Lin Yun really drew his sword, when he truly revealed the light of sword power, it would be so terrifying.

Xiahou Jue, who had always had the upper hand, was defeated in an instant and knelt down in front of Lin Yun.

Although the Blood Moon was smashed and Xiahou Jue overdrawn his original cultivation, reaching the point where the mountains and rivers were exhausted, it was still amazing and unimaginable.

At the location of the Blood Moon Cave, everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, especially the leader of the team, Chen Mu. The old man, who had previously dismissed Lin Yun and was full of sarcasm, was now stunned and dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that Xiahou Jue was defeated like this!

Pfft!

Xiahou Jue, who was kneeling on the ground, spat out blood, but his face was still fierce and fierce, clenching his teeth and refusing to admit defeat.

A wisp of blood-red aura permeated from his body, and there was a faint tendency to re-condense into a blood moon.

call out!

But at this moment, a sword light flew out from Lin Yun's hand, and the tip of the sword of the funeral flower touched the other's forehead. At the center of Xiahoujue's eyebrows, blood immediately seeped out, and at the same time, a cold and cruel killing intent spread from the tip of the sword to Xiahoujue's entire body.

His body froze instantly, and the murderous intent secretly warned him.

If there is any rash move, this sword will pierce his forehead, showing no mercy!

"Admit defeat, don't force me."

The cold words spit out from Lin Yun's mouth. This person's aggressiveness is rare and strong. But if he really went his own way, Lin Yun would not show mercy to his men.

Xiahou Jue stared at Lin Yun before saying, "You won!"

Clang!

Lin Yun put his sword back into the sheath, his expression softened a lot, and said softly: "You are indeed very powerful to push me to this step. The strength of the top three thousand stars on the list of stars really has no moisture at all."

Only after this battle did Lin Yun know how terrifying Gongsun Yan, who ranked over 1,000, was.

It is no wonder that in the Famous Sword Conference, winning them by oneself will cause such a big stir.

As far as the cultivation base is concerned, these people are not as good as themselves, but the cultivation base is much stronger. If it wasn't for the success of the attack on the Seven Flowers Gathering, and making oneself invincible, it might not be a match for these people.

"Hmph, take pity on me."

Xiahoujue said coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Winning means winning, losing means losing, and if you are not as skilled, you are not as skilled as others. If you lose in seconds with one move, you will lose if you insist on a thousand moves. The result is the same."

Lin Yun looked at the distant back of the other party, his eyes flickering, this Blood Moon Cave Heaven's alternate saint son was quite temperamental.

There is some truth to what he said.

It's just that after this defeat, his spirit will be greatly reduced, and there is no chance for the baptism of the dragon. In terms of competing for the Holy Son, I am afraid that I will encounter a lot of trouble, and I may not be able to laugh at the end.

Saint Son is in the mode of raising Gu. If he can't win, all that awaits him is death.

In the future, it may not be possible to see this person again.

"In the final battle, Lin Yun won!"

When the elders of Cangxuan Palace announced the result, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect and his party immediately cheered.

"Amazing, from now on, Junior Brother Yun will be Cangxuan Mansion Rumble!

With the illumination of the official seal, the surface of the Shenlong Tower suddenly flickered with golden light, followed by the sound of dragons.

Straws of golden yellow aura visible to the naked eye escaped from the tower body, Lin Yun took a deep breath, and suddenly felt warm all over his body.

The Canglong Holy Heavenly Art twisted uncontrollably, swallowing it greedily.

Lin Yun was startled, this feeling... It was exactly the same as when the Blue Dragon Saint Heaven Art devoured the blood-flaming dragon-patterned gold.

Does this divine dragon aura have similar benefits to the Canglong Holy Heaven Art?

Lin Yun suppressed the emotional changes in his heart, kept calm, and waited quietly.

"start!"

After waiting for the golden aura to permeate the entire space, Cangxuanfu said softly.

"Remember what I said just now, don't blindly swallow too much divine dragon energy, it's not good for you, and it may even kill you." Palace Master Cangxuan warned again before leaving this place.

Ye Ziling and the others nodded, and immediately sat cross-legged, each running their swordsmanship to devour the golden aura that strayed from all directions.

With the refining of the divine dragon's energy, golden light and shadow gathered around several people, squirming, and a dragon-shaped outline was derived.

Lin Yun did not act in a hurry, he observed for a moment, and soon found some clues.

The dragon-shaped outline around Ye Ziling's body is the clearest, and the existence of dragon claws can already be seen, while the others only have very rough shadows.

Lin Yun pondered, if this goes on, the dragon-shaped outline around Ye Ziling will evolve into a real dragon sooner or later.

understood!

The spirit of the dragon that has been devoured and refined now is scattered and irregular, and it is only when a complete shadow of the dragon can be derived that a complete spirit of the dragon has been refined.

At this rate, Ye Ziling could refine at least five divine dragon qi, and the others might have difficulty in even three.

So, how many can I refine?

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