Chapter 557

The sun is broken by the shocking wilderness.

How can a stunning ray break the sun?

Just practicing this second style of the Domineering Sword to a small success is just a breeze for Lin Yun to capture it.

Although the power of this small success of Jinghong Breaking Sun is terrifying enough, Lin Yun's requirements for himself will definitely not be so low.

Jinghong originally refers to a frightened bird flying on the water. Later generations often use a shocking glance to describe an indelible impression when you come here just a quick glance.

Obviously, the moment the bird spreads its wings and flies, the scene of striking waves in the wind is very shocking.

It is obviously true that the light of this sword wants to have the momentum of breaking the sun.

The sword light is like a terrifying geese, and just a quick glance makes people unforgettable. As for the Breaking Sun, it is naturally not the real Breaking Sun, but the sound of the sound, which is too shocking, making people feel the illusion that they can destroy the glorious sun with one sword.

Since you want a sword like a storm, there must be water there first. The storm spreads its wings and fights against thousands of waves in the wind. Using the power of the wind and waves, spreads its wings and fly.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes. He pondered: "In this way, we have to change our place to practice this sword."

If there is water in this Lingmu Peak, there is no more suitable place than the vast Xuanyin Lake on the top of the mountain.

The mountaintop only allows core disciples to go, but with Lin Yun's current identity, if he wants to go, he is afraid that no one will stop him.

Two hours later.

Lin Yun appeared on the edge of Xuanyin Lake on the top of the mountain. The vast lake surface was filled with a faint mist, and the smoke and water were vast, and it was quiet.

At this moment, it was not the Xuanyin Flower that was born, but the disciples of meditating in the lake were quite at least.

Whoosh!

With a flash of figure, Lin Yun landed on the lake surface, without looking back, and walked towards the center of the lake.

The moment he appeared, many disciples who were reclining their eyes opened, and a strange color flashed in their eyes.

"Lin Yun?"

"What is he going to do?"

Many people were a little confused. The recent battle between the Xuanyin Flowers and the style that Lin Yun showed deeply shocked these people.

Seeing Lin Yun go further and further until he completely disappears into the mist, these talents close their eyes slightly unwillingly.

After all, it is very impolite to come forward to follow up rashly.

"It's almost done."

After reaching the center of the lake, Lin Yun nodded with satisfaction.

This is quite consistent with what he thought. It is best to practice Jinghong and Break the Sun.

Standing on this lake, Lin Yun closed his eyes, recalling the formula of the Domineering Sword Heart Technique in his mind, and comprehending the mystery of Jinghong's Breaking the Sun.

In his perception, the world became increasingly pure. In addition to the sound of water, there was also the breeze slightly wafting on the lake. Everything was silent and there was no life.

When the heart is completely calm, there is no sound of wind or water, and even the sound of heartbeat is not heard.

call out!

After a long time, Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and his right hand was held on the hilt of the sword. His thoughts moved slightly, and the Burial Flower Sword turned into a cold light and snatched the sheath out.

boom!

Suddenly, there was the sound of wind, water, the sound of sheathing, and the loud sword sound that erupted in Lin Yun's body, and many sounds overlapped.

The moment he waved the sword light, a hundred feet high water curtain was waving on both sides of his side.

This quiet world was completely broken by the sharpness of the Burial Flower Sword. The surging sword force arose with great majesty, and the sharpness of the sword body suddenly rose like a terrifying geese flying spreading its wings.

"So that's it. In addition to being fast, this striking sun also has the artistic conception of soaring. You must gather on both sides of your body with your true energy, like the wings of the striking sun, unsheathed with the sword and hit thousands of waves in the wind."

Rush!

Lin Yun's thoughts moved slightly, and he kept swinging one sword after another. Time passed, and before he knew it, two days passed. Lin Yun was completely selfless, but he was completely immersed in the practice of Jinghong Po Ri, as if he was crazy.

In addition to the artistic conception of the sword like a terrifying geese, it also needs to break the sun, both of which are indispensable. The momentum cannot be shocked so that people feel illusion that they can destroy the glorious sun.

A sword is not a real success.

rise!

Another sword came out with my heart, and the waves on both sides of Lin Yun rose up magnificently, and the water curtain was like a curtain, reaching a height of more than 300 feet.

Lin Yun's arms were like wings, and his figure spread across the sky. The sword light that burst out in the air seemed to pierce the void.

“It’s not enough.”

Lin Yun, who was falling from the water, shook his wrist and pressed his sword against his arm, thinking about something.

The power of this sword can barely be considered a great success, and it is worthy of his mad practice these two days. But I always feel that it is still a little bit short of heat. If this is not the same, I can never really feel happy.

What's the difference?

I exclaimed that I really can’t break the sun, but I can only give people the illusion of breaking the sun?

Lin Yun looked up and saw that the sun was just about to be born, and the peak of Lingmu Peak, which was dark all year round, looked much brighter than the moment.

Maybe that's possible

A sudden flash of inspiration in Lin Yun's eyes, and his dark eyes emitted a bright light.

Why can't you break the sun?

The sharpness of my sword is enough to crush the glory of the sun, even if it is only a moment. What's more, the glory of the glory of the sun is no longer aware of the glory of the sun being seen with the glory of the sun being trillions of miles away.

Since it is a domineering sword, there is nothing impossible.

The terrifying world breaks the sun, and what breaks the glory of this great sun, not the illusion that it creates a breaking sun.

Lin Yun became more and more excited the more he thought about it. The vast sword force on his body exuded a domineering aura. Under the activation of the nine-level sword technique at the peak, the sword force burst out with a terrifying aura in the blink of an eye.

Immersed in enlightenment, Lin Yun did not notice his own sword intent, and he had slowly climbed to the peak while using the sword-dominant technique.

"Yes, that's it!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and the burial flower sword that was filled with dreams and illusions in his hand raised his hand and waved it.

Rumble!

The moment he drew his sword, a roar like thunder exploded, and the waves on both sides of his body reached an astonishing height of thousands of feet. The majestic water curtain was like the wings of Kunpeng.

Lin Yun held the sword and rose up in the sky. With this power of voice, he stabbed out with a sword.

Click!

The sword tip seemed to be shattered, and a crisp sound resounded through the sky. The morning sun that broke out at dawn, the afterglow that fell at this moment, was crushed by the sword's edge.

The world suddenly became dark and fell into absolute darkness.

When the light fell again, Lin Yun was already angry and fell on the water again. His forehead was sweating profusely, his face was a little pale, but the smile at the corners of his eyes was full of excitement and ecstasy.

It's done!

The second style of this domineering sword, Jinghong defeated the Ri, finally reached the height he thought.

It is enough to burst out his cultivation level with 120% combat power.

Lin Yun said softly: "Calculate the time, there are still three days before the five courtyards compete. Three days is enough for me to refine the Qiankun Biyun Pill."

If others were like him, they would practice sword moves like Jinghong Po Ri to such a terrifying state.

I'm afraid I've been ecstatic and forgetful.

But after Lin Yun was excited, he calmed down quite calmly. No matter what, he was just a perfect cultivation level in the Yin Xuan Realm.

Although he had ancient magic skills such as Zi Yuan Sword Technique to make him qualified to compete with the leader of Yang Xuan Realm, just competing for the competition could not satisfy Lin Yun.

What's more, those disciples from overlord-level forces practiced the skills not as good as the Zi Yuan Sword Technique.

It is definitely not comparable to the skills of Tianfu Academy, and it must be of extraordinary significance.

"Just refine it here."

Lin Yun looked around and sighed softly. He was the one who was here and one sword, and the most dazzling light was blooming in the battle between Xuanyin Flowers, and he won this spiritual pill as a reward.

Refining here is also a kind of fate.

Without any delay, Lin Yun sat cross-legged and took out the exquisite brocade box and opened it.

Huh!

Suddenly, a cold cold air came to his face, and Lin Yun's face immediately turned pale, and his long hair was covered with white frost.

“So cold.”

Lin Yun was shocked. The many spiritual pills he had refined had never had cold pills. He forced him to use his true energy to resist this cold air.

After looking closely, I saw the green spiritual patterns on the Qiankun Green Cloud Pill. The spiritual patterns were mysterious, like a wisp of ice flame swimming in it.

With Lin Yun's own spiritual pattern attainments, he could only see some clues, but he could not see too many famous things.

"What about the fourth-grade spiritual pattern? The dean's spiritual pattern attainments are amazing. It seems that he has really put his heart into refining this pill."
To be continued...