Chapter 1288

The power of five million Star God Pills rammed through the meridians and swept in all directions.

Lin Yun's body was like a chaotic explosion that kept exploding. It was so painful that it was difficult for him to keep calm. Blood seeps from the pores of the whole body, shatters the shackles, splashes ink and swirls, and drawing the supreme astrology is really not that simple.

boom!

The palm of Lin Yun's right hand that fell on his knees suddenly exploded, and countless thunder powers were released.

This is because the star element in the body is too inflated, and Canglong Shengtian has not been able to hold it, reaching an unprecedented limit.

His whole body was glowing, his pores were spewing blood, and his condition was so dangerous that even his head might explode at any time.

Lin Yun snorted, not being frightened, and continued to subdue and condense the star power in his body like a vast ocean.

This kind of power must be accumulated to the point of being foolproof, so Lin Yun dared to take the initiative to chain and release all the remaining beasts.

He dared not take risks and could not bear the consequences of failure.

That being the case, then we can only persevere to the end, no matter how painful the pain is, we have to grit our teeth to support it.

Bang!

Lin Yun's right hand exploded, and blood spurted out from his palm like a spring. The blood was glowing with starlight, and there was holy light lingering. After a while, a pile of blood was accumulated on the place where he sat down.

The process of subduing five million Star God Pills is not only painful but also extremely dangerous, and the slightest carelessness can endanger life.

But Lin Yun can only insist, this step cannot be taken back, the road to the peak is destined to be accompanied by blood.

For a long time, the blood on the top of the barren mountain was like a river, and the blood bloomed with light, which seemed extremely sacred.

Boom!

The power of Xingyuan gathered in Lin Yun's body finally reached its limit. The power of Xingyuan existed in his body like the sun, which was explosive and dazzling.

"It's time to break the chains!"

There was no time to kick the air, and the sea of ​​swords in the depths of Lin Yun's eyebrows instantly boiled, and the golden villain and the golden blue dragon were released at the same time and turned into golden light to bathe the whole body.

"cut!"

Lin Yun let out an angry shout in his heart, and the divine sword intent was blessed by the sun-like star power, turning into countless sword shadows and slashing towards the remaining chains of Broken Sword.

Ka Ka Ka!

In an instant, sparks splattered, the chains shook, and the constant vibration overflowed with amazing power.

Pfft!

Under such tremors, Lin Yun spat out blood, and his face became much paler.

cut!

Lin Yun roared, refusing to admit defeat.

Blood spilled from his eyes, cracks appeared in the chain, and the power released became even more astonishing.

Come again!

Lin Yun roared, and all the power of the star like the sun was vented out.

Click!

Under such a mighty force, the chain suddenly broke, and an ancient evil spirit broke free.

The ominous soul was shaped like a dragon, with wings on its back, snow-white all over, and two claws on its belly like a goshawk, but here it was golden.

This is the Taigu Yinglong, and the name has a dragon, but it has little relationship with the dragon family. It is a self-contained family, has the art of returning to the sky and the sun, and can overwhelm the pure-blooded dragon.

After it broke free from the chain, it immediately rampaged in Lin Yun's body, with a fierce force trying to smash Lin Yun's body.

Bang!

Lin Yun immediately spit out blood. He is in a lot of trouble now, and all the purple gold dragon marks on his body are released.

Condensed into a blue dragon and turned into a dragon cocoon, he is being reborn, and his physical body is much weaker than usual.

But after all, it was suppressed by Shenxiao's Sword Intent, and it was just a ferocious soul. Lin Yun's body was the cage that imprisoned it, and it was not that easy to break free.

At this moment, Lin Yun was covered in blood, even his forehead.

He didn't stop, and continued to smash the remaining chains with the sword intent of the gods and the star element like the furnace of the sun.

The sixth and seventh shackles were cut off one after another, and the two legendary beasts, Primordial Demon Phoenix and Primordial Youying, were released.

The Demon Phoenix is ​​a different species of heaven and earth, the fallen leader of the Phoenix God Clan, only a few words are left in the ancient books, mysterious and terrifying.

As for Primordial Youying, it is rumored that it is the darkest dark bird born in the world, which is different from the fall of the Demon Emperor for the Phoenix. Taikoo Youying itself symbolizes darkness, loneliness, and death. Its origin is more mysterious than that of the Demon Phoenix. There are only a few words in ancient books.

Click!

When the eighth chain was completely broken, the last Primordial Fierce Soul was born. It was pitch-black, surging with the power of darkness and bloodthirsty.

Lin Yun trembled inexplicably deep in his heart, feeling that the Canglong Sacred Heaven Art was hindered and could not run smoothly.

This is ghost!

The dragon nemesis, in the ancient times, fed on dragons, and even the dragons could not compete with it, one can imagine how terrifying it is.

Snake, Qiongqi, Zhulong, Kunpeng, Yinglong, Mohuang, Youying, Guiji, the eight evil spirits gathered at the same time, releasing a terrifying pressure that would destroy the sky and destroy the earth in Lin Yun's body.

Pfft!

Lin Yun couldn't hold it any longer. After he spit out a mouthful of blood, he vomited blood one after another.

The breath of life flows at a speed visible to the naked eye, and these evil spirits have no intelligence. Only instinct and magic power exist, but just like that, Lin Yun's fleshly body that is comparable to the Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifact can't hold it at all.

Boom!

Between heaven and earth, Shen Lei rolled, and this space became extremely dark.

Lin Yun's body burst out with endless magical light. His pale face was as pale as paper, and his face was distorted, sometimes laughing wildly, and sometimes furious. His emotions were completely affected by the magical power of the ancient evil spirit.

He can't take it anymore!

Even the physical body could not be maintained, and even the emotions could not be restrained.

The ancient fierce souls roared one after another in his body. Lin Yun's body was a cage. They wanted to break free from this cage and come to the world to re-display the ancient fierceness.

"No...no...no..."

Xiao Bingfeng sat on Ting Xue Dao and cried loudly, her innocent little face was full of sadness.

"I don't want you to die, Ben Di... I really don't want to lose you!"

Xiao Bingfeng almost burst into tears, she was helpless, even if she could, she couldn't.

This is the path that Lin Yun chose by himself, and no outsider can help him. The path of the supreme being that he is going to walk is destined to be unparalleled in the past, even if he knows that he is dead, he will finish it on his knees.

It was this kind of despair and powerlessness that made Xiao Bingfeng cry so sadly. Her heart was so painful.

After she woke up, she had never been as sad as she is now.

It turned out that he was so important in his heart.

When did this happen?

After she was bullied at Ye Ziling, that guy gently combed her pigtails; it was the fish that he grilled for her when he was chasing down Ben Lei Mojian; it was he who saw his mistake and sent it out because of love. Temper, or... Luo Hua wanted to kill her, that guy stood in front of her without hesitation.

Perhaps it was just the simple relationship between the two. She had slept for a hundred thousand years, and her dead heart had quietly sprouted.

someone crying?

Lin Yun, who was collapsing, seemed to hear the cry of the gods. The cry was clear, like jade in the cloud, immortals weeping... That was the phoenix crying for him.

It's Xiao Bingfeng crying...I can't die!

Lin Yun lost control of his emotions, his body collapsed, his sword intent disintegrated and retreated between his eyebrows.

At this moment, he couldn't even control his physical body, only the double sword soul, which was much dimmed between his eyebrows, was still in control.

If you want to save yourself, there is only that sword!

So far, only half of the mysterious "broken sword" has been drawn, and only it can truly suppress the eight evil spirits.

The so-called eight evils lock the soul, it is clearly the sword locks the eight evils!

But Lin Yun had never really manipulated this "broken sword", and even the body of the broken sword was passively released.

That kind of taboo-like power, he has never tried, dare not, can't, and don't want to, he has been running away, this sword deep in his heart. In the depths of his heart, he has been reluctant to admit that the sword made him feel fearful and uneasy, lest it be destroyed by contamination.

This sword, even he himself was afraid.

But there is no way out right now, he must face his true heart, at least this time, he must take the initiative to shake it.

boom!

The golden villain flew out of the sea of ​​swords and came to the most mysterious place in Lin Yun's body. It was like an abyss, with endless darkness and darkness.

In such an abyss, the broken sword is extremely eye-catching, mysterious and terrifying, as if once it is pulled out, it can cut off the ancient times!

Whoa!

Broken Sword released a little cold light, and he looked disdainful when he saw the golden villain flying over.

Swish!

The light on the golden little man immediately peeled off like snowflakes, and the light continued to dim.

If the sword soul dies, Lin Yun will die!

But he did not look back, facing the broken sword, letting the light release like snowflakes.

When the light completely dimmed, the golden villain stretched out his hand towards the hilt of the broken sword.

Obviously very close, but this step is a distance of tens of thousands of miles. No matter how he stretched out his hand, he couldn't hold the hilt in front of him, and the distance was farther.

Broken Sword trembled slightly, as if mocking.

Pfft, in reality, Lin Yun spit out blood again, with no vitality.

The golden villain almost became transparent, and just when it was about to disappear completely, a shocking dragon roar erupted from this nether abyss.

Lin Yun's second sword soul, regardless of his life, turned into a brilliance, and it rammed directly towards the body of the broken sword.

It's too bold, Broken Sword is furious!

The golden blue dragon that approached was shattered like glass, but it was delayed for such an instant.

The almost transparent golden villain stepped forward and grabbed the hilt of the sword. At this moment, the restless eight evil spirits in the body instantly quieted down.

It's not over yet!

Lin Yun roared in his heart, controlled the golden villain, and pulled out the hilt of the sword by half an inch.

Click!

The rays of light swept across, as if the universe had opened up, and the eight evil spirits were regarded as ink and ink in an instant, bursting out of their pores. It was so terrifying, the power of the broken sword was so strong that it shocked Lin Yun.

The ferocious soul fragments merged with the blood on the top of the barren mountain, exuding a majestic aura, becoming sticky and sacred.

This was the first time that Lin Yun took the initiative to pull out half an inch, and with the heart of mortal death, he achieved an unprecedented achievement.

It seems that he is not holding a sword, but a world. The sword body contains a terrifying power that makes the scalp numb, and it is unpredictable and unshakable. At the same time, many fragments of ancient information appeared in his mind and kept flickering.

it's time!

Lin Yun couldn't care less, he opened his eyes, and his withered body moved.

"Okay, I'm fine."

Lin Yun whispered to himself, stood up abruptly, and smiled at Xiao Bingfeng. Xiao Bingfeng burst into laughter, covering her mouth and being speechless, she was too excited.

Lin Yun's thin body was swaying, and he was about to fall down at any time, but he still punched out.

Bang!

The majestic star energy surged out of his body, as if the sun was slowly rising, reflecting the void, making the thirty-six days transparent.

Lin Yun looked up, and through the thirty-sixth heaven, he saw Canglong, Suzaku, Xuanwu, and White Tiger, the four eternal and immortal innate astrology.

Immediately afterwards, he saw another hundred supreme astrological signs. Those astrological signs lasted forever, and the light they released took over the entire universe.

In addition, there are countless billions of stars, and they are extremely numerous, covering the sky, but all the rays of light are covered by the supreme stars.

The one hundred supreme astrological pictures are huge and vast. The core of the picture scroll has various stars of different styles, some of which are bright, some are immortal, some are magical, some are spotless, some are beautiful To immaculate, it belongs to the founder of the supreme astrology.

He heard a lot of whispers, old and arrogant, full of disdain for him, and told him to stop quickly, otherwise it would be a dead end.

One hundred supreme astrological pictures does not mean that there are only one hundred supreme beings since the birth of Shenlong Era. Every supreme astrology has an inheritor. For example, if Lin Yun is willing, he will also become the inheritor of the Futian astrology.

, which contained many supreme remnants, they felt what Lin Yun was going to do.

"You are provoking me!"

"You are seeking your own death!"

"The light of the supreme, cannot be desecrated, stop now!"

"If you go your own way, you will surely die!"

...

The corners of Lin Yun's mouth twitched into a smile, and there was a hint of stubbornness and disobedience in the smile, as well as an extremely cold arrogance: "I never believed that there are really impossible things in this world!"

He waved his hands, and the fierce soul and blood on the top of the barren mountain seemed to merge into ink.

Lin Yun splashed ink and strokes, and began to draw his own supreme picture.

boom!

Amidst the loud noise, a golden drawing paper unfolded as if it were substantial, and Lin Yun's waving hands seemed to be pushing a magic pen, shaking the world.

In such a swipe, the ancient Yinglong on the golden drawing paper was outlined one by one.

What an amazing picture this is!

The golden light flickered, and each stroke contained endless majestic blood energy and endless vitality. Lin Yun's eyes oozing blood, his long hair flying, and there were all kinds of holy lights lingering on the tip of the pen.

After Taikoo Yinglong was completely drawn, Lin Yun paused, closed his eyes and fell into contemplation.

When the golden villain was holding the broken sword before, Lin Yun had a lot of information in his mind, all about the Eight Immortals.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were shining brightly, and he wrote poems next to the golden scroll.

When the verse is finished, the first picture scroll is done.

Xiao Bingfeng stared at it carefully, she said softly, and her expression suddenly changed: "The top of Kunlun will cut off Hongmeng, and return to the sky and return to the sun to show supernatural powers."

Thirty-six days and one hundred supreme astrology, the light is comparable to the congenital astrology, as if it will last forever and be immortal.

Lin Yun was under great pressure and began to draw the second picture, which was the Taikoo snake. After the drawing was completed, there were verses.

"The Phantom of the Snake fascinates all directions, and the stars move around in chaos."

He kept painting, kept writing, Xiao Bingfeng read the verse, and his heart became more and more shocked.

"I have divine eyes that divide the sun and the moon, and I am born with eternal cold. This is the ancient candle dragon."

"The ancient magic phoenix... Jiuyou Cangming looked back, and the gods and Buddhas did not dare to appear."

These verses are too terrifying to describe. She used to know what it meant in ancient times, and every word contained unparalleled divine power.

Dapeng rose with the same wind one day, and soared to the Jiuzhongtian.

The power of Qiongqi will set the universe, destroy the sky and destroy the earth and shatter the yin and yang!

Primordial You Ying Cold Mask, one less round of the four seasons in the world.

Chaos has not been born, I have been born, and the dragon will be destroyed in one breath.

Kunpeng, Qiongqi, Youying, and Guiyu unfolded one after another.

Those golden picture scrolls that were as real as they were floating around Lin Yun. The verses in each picture scroll were not conspicuous, but they seemed to permeate taboo-like power, suffocating the stars condensed by the eight evil spirits.

"There's still one last picture..."

Lin Yun continued to paint. He used qi, blood and soul as the ink, the source of vitality as the drawing paper, and the sword of the gods as the pen. The slightest accident would destroy the spirit and soul, and it would be directly ignited and burned to ashes.

His eyes were sharp, and if he wanted to make a supreme picture scroll, he had to take the last step.

There must be a sword to suppress the Eight Taikoo villains, and there must be a sword, wrapped in the power of the Eight Taikoo villains, bursting out with the power of burial.

puff!

When the last ninth picture scroll was unfolded, Lin Yun sprayed a mouthful of blood on the picture scroll, and his body cracked, and blood kept spilling out.

He continued to draw one star after another in the picture scroll, and he was drawing the cosmic starry sky.

Lin Yun was swaying, unable to hold on, he paused, and then suddenly waved his pen.

The outline of the cosmic starry sky appeared, but these were all distant views. He just sketched a vague and boundless outline. What he really wanted to draw was in the last stroke.

The divine light in his eyes burst, and the two sword souls in the depths of his eyebrows were dim, but they still kept releasing the majestic sword intent.

This stroke injected all of Lin Yun's essence, energy, and spirit, and as he slid, there was a sound like the sky and the earth cracking in his ears.

From the pressure of the supreme star from thirty-six days away, it kept bombarding, and there were all kinds of residual thoughts roaring in his ears.

Lin Yun turned a deaf ear, allowing his blood and vitality to be consumed, and kept writing. For a long time, a divine sword hung over thirty-six days, and it took shape.

Boom!

The nine picture scrolls were also put together at this moment, and the supreme astrology was just completed.

Taikoo Eight Fierce, a sword buried the sky.

Lin Yun let go of his hand and let the complete burial star escape into his body, with divine light bursting out. A steady stream of vitality, as well as all kinds of terrifying auras, continued to climb on Lin Yun.

His blood, his flesh, his vitality, and his sharp edge are advancing wildly at an unprecedented speed.

In one thought, reborn.

There is invincible style, blooming in this world, blooming on the body of the funeral dude Lin Yun.