Chapter 1149

When the last person died under the sword of Burial Flowers.

Lin Yun exhausted all his strength and let out a long roar, and endless fatigue surged.

His body was covered in scars and blood, and his internal organs exploded. Cough cough, and blood immediately spit out after a few coughs, and his whole body was unprecedentedly weak.

Huh! Huh!

Lin Yun took off the mask from his face, and blood flowed out of his eyes, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

He was leaning on the Burial Flower Sword and kept kicking his breath, breathing extremely heavy.

It took a long time to kill, and it has not been so thrilling for a long time. This is the most dangerous battle since its arrival in Kunlun.

Although there was a lot of noise in the Cangxuan Demon Realm before, everything had been planned, and Xiao Bingfeng was there to make plans and set up ancient spiritual pattern formations.

And it was a full moon night, he could exert the power of two holy weapons at the same time, and under the full night, he was invincible.

Even the big guy from the Dragon Vein Realm appeared, he was thrilled to avoid it, and he was killed from the Cang Xuan Demon Realm without much injury.

But in fact, he never really fought with the Divine Pill Realm from beginning to end in that battle.

The only time was to use the peak artistic conception of the Dust Light Sword Technique to shake out several elders of the Divine Pill Realm.

If the Thunder Eagle had not been injured many times today, she would never have the chance to recover. Even if she played the purple jade bamboo flute with the sound of the princes, her chances of victory would be quite slim.

Lei Ying in his peak state can even kill two elders in the Divine Pill Realm, and his strength is unimaginable.

It is not simply explained by having a holy soldier.

The other party's origin must be extremely amazing. When the Thunder Eagle was severely injured, it would be a life-threatening life. If the other party is a little cautious, the ending may be rewritten.

Puchi!

Blood was spitting out from his mouth again, and Lin Yun's consciousness gradually became blurred. He was injured too much and his body had already reached its limit.

flutter!

Lin Yun's eyelids were as heavy as a mountain. He put away the Silver Moon mask and fell down in the desolate ruins. The moment he fell down, the purple vase behind him kept trembling, and the blood flame dragon pattern sealed in it.

The gold and rough stone trembled wildly.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Zi Yuan sword box burst into loud noises during the collision. Without Lin Yun's action, the sword box was finally knocked out of the gap by it.

boom!

The sword box bounced open, and the dragon pattern gold on the fist bloomed, with a dazzling color like blood.

The holy patterns imprinted in it erupted with an extremely ancient aura, completely illuminating the world. The terrifying pressure was released from it, and the sky was covered by blood flames in an instant.

If you look closely, there is an ancient golden spiritual pattern inside the original stone.

Its breath is close to the divine pattern, like a real dragon entrenched in it, releasing terrifying spiritual energy like life.

call out!

The blood-flame dragon pattern gold swept through the light, and it was full of dead bodies without vitality.

Then the light on his body locked on Lin Yun, and it bloomed with an evil color, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey in the darkness.

Bang!

But when it was about to take action, Lin Yun's body, the Canglong Holy Heavenly Art Explosion broke out when he was fainting. One purple gold dragon pattern after another bloomed on Lin Yun's body, and then condensed and merged and burst out bursts of light.

Rumble!

When the dragon pattern completely condensed, a blue dragon the size of an arm suddenly took shape, and an extremely terrifying devouring intention appeared in its eyes.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The blood-flame dragon pattern gold stone trembled, and it struggled to escape, but the purple-gold blue dragon burst out with a kingly power.

roar!

In a flash, he opened his mouth and swallowed it in. A scream and wailed, and a wisp of black life aura turned into black smoke and dissipated.

The purple gold and blue dragon hovered around and drilled into the Canglong Seal at Lin Yun's heart. The Canglong Seal immediately transformed. Lin Yun's blood, body, and bones, accompanied by the refining of the blood-flame dragon pattern gold, undergoes invisible qualitative changes.

A stream of holy power scattered out of his pores and then turned into an insatiable holy light.

The injuries on his body were recovering wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body was transforming into the Canglong Holy Body!

The blood-flame dragon pattern gold raw stone wanted to swallow Lin Yun, but I didn't know that the Canglong Holy Heavenly Art in Lin Yun's body had already salivated at it.

After finally breaking free from the shackles, he didn't want to escape, but he even made the idea of ​​Qilin Yun.

You can only seek death!

...

When Lin Yun's body transformed, the core of the battle was just around the corner, and the endless blood stone forests were all turned into ruins.

Only Ye Ziling's sleeping place was peaceful.

Wow!

There was a fire blooming on her body, and the medicinal effect of Nirvana Pill was completely absorbed by her. The phoenix was reborn in the ashes of fire.

Ye Ziling opened her eyes leisurely, and the ancient purple snow flowers in her eyes slowly burned and bloomed like flames.

An amazing and terrifying aura from Ye Zi

Ling burst out, and she broke the bottleneck in an instant and was promoted to the last great realm of the Star Lord realm, the Star Realm.

Ye Ziling looked around in the devastated surroundings, but was not too shocked. She closed her eyes and began to draw her own astrological scroll.

The clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and countless star lights fell from the nine heavens and turned into thousands of beams of light on Ye Ziling.

The Nirvana Pill not only saved her from her dying state, but also gave her great benefits.

Let it be promoted to the astrological realm with the terrifying potential stimulated by life and death in silence.

She had no obstacles at this moment, and was drawing her own paintings. She had already planned what kind of astrology she wanted to draw.

After two hours passed, a scroll was behind it, slowly unfolding like a mountain and river world.

The background of the scroll is a blue sky, quiet and peaceful like the sea, with thirty-six white swans connecting to a winding bridge.

One of the swans stood on the vague figure of a woman. She couldn't see her face clearly, and could only feel the heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

From a distance, it looks like a woman walking on a floating bridge built by swans and heading towards the end of the sky.

This is Ye Ziling's astrology, and the swans reach the sky.

The swan's feathers are snow-white and pure, with the power of the emperor and the blood of a phoenix. In ancient times, they were also regarded as white phoenixes.

call out!

Ye Ziling opened her eyes, and the snow flowers in the depths of her eyes bloomed with thirst. The scroll behind her was closed and she escaped into her body.

Her eyes swept away, and many debris of snow-covered flowers flew out from the ruins. The debris were like catkins, shining brightly, and a hazy picture appeared in a short while.

The scene of the battle between the burial flower boy and the Thunder Eagle is reflected back and forth in these many willow catkins-like debris.

Ye Ziling didn't say a word and watched the two fight quietly. When she saw the other party being crushed by the giant hand of the Demon Heaven, her heart trembled involuntarily. He could see clearly that the burial flower boy was blocking his body.

In front of her.

The picture is a bit blurry, but the general situation can be seen, especially when the opponent fights to the end, his bloody appearance is extremely cunning.

Bang!

When the Burial Flower Master waved his sword and killed Xiao Kun, all the debris shattered again like glass.

All the pictures disappeared.

"Who is he..."

Ye Ziling's eyes were filled with a strange color and she murmured to herself: "Silver hair... This can be disguised as a silver sword box!"

If you have to talk about characteristics, everything else is not special, except that the silver sword box is extremely eye-catching.

The Fuyun Sword Sect is all swordsmen, and many people have sword boxes, but she has never seen the silver sword boxes before.

Huh!

Ye Ziling gently tapped her toes on the ground, shuttled through the ruins, and stopped in front of a piece of dust after a moment.

Wow!

She waved her hand, the dust dissipated, and a jade flute slowly revealed her true face.

“Finally found.”

Ye Ziling showed a little girl's smile on her face, and held the purple jade bamboo flute in her hand. The last blow of the Huayou Burial Prince, with the sword jade flute, shattered the thunder eagle's giant hand.

But the burial flower dude seems to be seriously injured, otherwise it would be impossible for him to not even find his own jade flute.

As soon as she thought of this, Ye Ziling's smile on her face became much more restrained. She looked around and frowned slightly. Perhaps the other party was healing not far away.

Buzz!
To be continued...