Ye Chunjun's voice fell.
On his body, a vast, surging and bright divine flame evaporates, and suddenly condenses into an ancient and mysterious totem. The totem is like a burning day, diffusing the highest breath like the source of fire.
Boom!
As he raised the sword in his hand, the ancient and mysterious totem covered the sword. Suddenly, he saw that the bright blade seemed to come alive, diffusing an amazing divine breath.
This is the spirit of fire and virtue!
In the eyes of practitioners, fire virtue is an inborn fortune, like a god given power, involving fate.
Among thousands of people, it is not possible to give birth to a lucky person with "fire morality and Taoism".
Ye Chunjun is undoubtedly an anomaly.
He was born with the power of fire virtue and became the emperor's ancestor. With his superior understanding and perseverance, he created the "fatalistic way of fire virtue" in the emperor's Sutra.
This is an imperial Sutra deduced from the perfect integration of one's own talent and Taoism. It can be called the ancient and the present!
At this time, ye Chunjun melted his talent of fire virtue into the sword.
It can be imagined how powerful the power will be when the third knife is cut out!
Boom!
The earth is turned upside down and the sun and moon are not shining. In the whole world, ye Chunjun's body is burning like the only light. The power is strong enough to surprise all ghosts and gods!
In the distance, Lintian's eyes were deep and bright. He felt the pressure on his face, and he couldn't help surging up strong expectations.
Although this Sabre has not been cut yet, it is undoubtedly destined to be the ultimate embodiment of Ye Chunjun's Taoism and a peerless Sabre refined by his lifelong efforts!
Perhaps as he said before, this third knife is the most proud of his life!
Qiang!
A wisp of melodious sword chant resounds through, as if it came from ancient times, with the power reaching the hearts of the people.
"The afterlife is unpredictable!"
Ye Chunjun's clothes were fluttering and he walked in the air, like a fairy in a knife. His posture was detached, and his sword was cut off lightly.
So casual, simple, without the smell of fireworks.
But when this knife cuts out.
Anyone will feel that the soul of the living God is torn, the mind is split, and the body is broken, as if that knife came from the judgment of God.
Ruruo Avenue guillotine!
This is no longer the Tao method in the general sense.
It's a sword that condenses all the talents, spirit, will and spirit, and integrates all the Tao and wisdom!
Everything in heaven and earth has become a foil. Only this knife comes to the world like an immortal and a God.
However——
It was a knife that could frighten the world and cry ghosts and gods, but it was blocked by Lintian.
Dang!!!
The crash sound like tearing the eardrum rang through the nine days and ten places, and the terrible knife gas spread, and the earth fell apart.
But it can't destroy the defense of Wuyuan sword tripod.
However, the terrible power shook Lintian's figure like a rock, which made his blood surge and withdrew a step backward.
The void under his feet also collapsed, roared and swept by the air waves.
At this moment, Lintian couldn't help being moved. What a powerful knife!
In the distance, the void was tumbling, and yechunjun's tall and handsome figure was reflected. But at the moment, he looked stunned, surprised and unbelievable.
The afterlife is unpredictable!
It's his best to avoid those martial sisters in the Jiyuan sect, which reflects his higher ranking than those martial sisters in the Jiyuan sect.
Even if it can resist
, will also suffer heavy losses!
In Jue Ding Zu state, the difference of cultivation between each other is extremely small, and the level of combat power is sometimes very difficult to evaluate.
But ye Chunjun didn't expect that Lintian blocked his knife in the same realm.
No Dodge, no retreat.
Standing there from the beginning to the end, it is like forever, forcibly dissolving its own knife.
No injuries!
This makes ye Chunjun's tenacious heart of Tao also produce silent waves.
After the strange silence, ye Chunjun couldn't help sighing softly and said with a bitter smile: "brother Lin's attainments in this realm are really great."
Lintian's eyes were deep and bright, and said, "is there anything else?"
Ye Chunjun's third knife made him feel the pressure he hadn't seen for a long time. He hasn't felt such pressure on people in the same environment for many years.
Ye Chunjun was stunned. The corner of his lips twitched and said, "it's gone."
Then he noticed that Lin Xun first frowned, and then there seemed to be a glimmer of disappointment in his expression.
This makes the proud and conceited as ye Chunjun can't help crying and laughing.
Soon, he looked solemn and said, "brother Lin, you have seen my destiny three sabres, but this war is not over yet. I also want to learn your strongest attack means."
Lintian then said, "a little hesitation."
Ye Chunjun wondered why Lintian hesitated.
Lintian would not tell him that no matter whether he used the magic of banning death or the door of exile, I'm afraid this war is not necessary at all.
He didn't want to suppress his worthy opponent in one fell swoop.
After all, opponents are rare!
At the next moment, Lintian suddenly changed his momentum and walked towards ye Chunjun.
Every step contains extremely strong oppression.
At first, ye Chunjun didn't feel anything, but soon he looked a little dignified and noticed that Lintian's momentum was rising in a terrible state.
In the end, his body was slightly stiff, and his mind and spirit were subjected to invisible oppression.
Ye Chunjun took a deep breath, and his clothes made a sound of hunting. He also turned his Taoism to the extreme. His eyebrows were full of perseverance and composure.
Lintian could stop his fate.
He doesn't believe it. He can't stop the other party's powerful attack!
Until the distance between them was only a hundred feet, Lintian suddenly stopped, clenched his hands and fingers, and punched silently.
Boom!
The heaven and earth seemed unable to bear the power of this fist. Suddenly, it was disordered and reversed, and the terrible fist power was filled with the breath of swallowing the eight wastelands.
Looking from a distance, this fist is like the heavenly king of the divine world, waving the power of destroying the world!
Ye Chunjun felt a strong danger in his heart. At the first time, he urged the sword to the extreme, and the sword hummed through the nine days.
However, this did not eliminate his feeling of being oppressed and suffocating.
It made him look slightly different.
Without hesitation, urge a highly unpredictable defense secret skill.
But just then, an accident happened.
A figure suddenly came out of the scene, his sleeve robe waved, and an immortal light appeared, which dissolved Lintian's fist.
Boom!
Although the power of the fist dissipated, the sudden figure couldn't help but make a sound in surprise. It seemed that the power of the fist was far beyond his expectation, so that it was a little unexpected.
Lintian frowned and stopped immediately.
In the distance, ye Chunjun was surprised and said, "Uncle Mo, this is..."
The figure who suddenly stepped in was the Molan mountain with yellow robes and white hair and a feather fan in hand.
He said with a smile, "don't blame me for being abrupt, but time is pressing. It's time for us to leave."
Ye Chunjun's heart filled with strong puzzlement. No matter how urgent the time is, he doesn't worry about this moment, right?
And Mo Lanshan looked at Lintian and said, "what do you think, little friend?"
Lintian looked indifferent and said, "there must be a reason why you did it. What I think is not important."
Mo Lanshan heard Lintian's alert and displeasure. He was not annoyed, smiled and said, "what if I told you to give up the spirit of order and leave here?"
Lintian frowned and said in silence for a moment, "it's kind of you not to deal with me, sir. How can I not understand? Goodbye."
Then he turned and left.
Looking at his back as he left, ye Chunjun couldn't help saying, "brother Lin, wait a minute."
Lintian stopped and said, "what's the matter?"
Ye Chunjun looked uncertain. After half a sound, he sighed: "I lost this war. According to the agreement, I should give up the spirit of order here."
Lintian was surprised. He glanced back at ye Chunjun and said, "if you do this, you will embarrass the elder."
The remark was clearly prickly.
But seeing Mo Lanshan laughing, he said, "Chun Jun is open-minded and honest. It's too late for me to be happy. How can I be embarrassed."
After a pause, he looked at Lintian with meaningful eyes: "little friend, you seem to have accumulated a lot of anger in your heart."
Lintian said calmly, "it's normal to have anger. After all, I came here to subdue the spirit of order here, but I can't help it. There's an elder. I'm sure this opportunity has nothing to do with me, and the elder didn't kill me. I have to accept it if I'm not willing to do it again."
Mo Lanshan's eyes were full of appreciation and said, "between giving up, there is evidence to advance and retreat. Having such a state of mind is worthy of being a founder."
Lintian's black eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately returned to calm. It was not surprising that he was recognized by such a terrible old monster.
He just couldn't figure out the other party's attitude towards "transmitting people in an inch".
After all, in today's eternal real world, the ten immortal giants of the eighth heaven threatened to wipe out the heirs one by one.
Molan mountain said, "little friend, if I told you that the spirit of forbidden order here is left by an old fellow in the ancestral court of our yuan religion, what would you think?"
Lintian raised his eyebrows. How did he think about it?
Of course, I don't dare to think or ask. What else can I do?
Molan mountain saw Lintian's mind at a glance and said:
"This mysterious forbidden area is a place of congenital chaos. As early as a long time ago, the old guy from the ancestral court of our yuan religion traveled here and left the spirit of forbidden order under his control here in order to refine and absorb the Qi of congenital chaos in this mysterious forbidden area, so as to realize his own transformation."
"But now, I led Chunjun them to come, first, to temper their way, and second, to help the old man bring back the spirit of forbidden order."
Lintian believed that with the identity and means of Mo Lan Mountain, if he really wanted to occupy the spirit of order, he didn't have to explain so much to himself.
However, the disappointment in my heart is inevitable after all.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Lintian arched his hand and turned to leave.
Mo Lanshan stopped him.