The speed of the sword was too fast, and Lin Yun passed half of the sound before adapting.
The wonderful use of the golden keel soup was a little shocked by Lin Yun himself. His Canglong Shengtian Jue was actually at this moment, and he reached the top of the ten.
The three thousand purple gold dragon patterns on the body rose to 3,800 pieces. Each purple gold dragon pattern has a better breath.
It is more condensed than ever, and the dragon Wei Wei contained at least doubled.
Of course, it is also related to him drinking a lot. Golden keel soup, brother Feng Yue, relying on the realm of life and death, was almost poured by him.
His big pot was full of three times, and every time he said a little bit.
Jiang Lichen and others are about to vomit blood, but there is no way. They support them at most three bowls.
Lin Yun didn't drink after drinking ten bowls, mainly because he had a good physical background, it was the Canglong Eucharist, and it was useless to drink again.
What I really want to say is that Jiang Lichen, Feng Zhang, and Liu Qingyan's three gains the biggest.
They were originally ordinary. In the future, they rely on the essence of this keel, treasure blood, dragon, and dragon marrow.
The hope is quite large, and it is not obvious at the moment. After a long time, it will gradually show it.
"You kid, it's really a big deal, I'm really startled by you."
Jian Jingtian looked at Lin Yun and laughed softly.
Lin Yun is really not used to seeing his smile now. He used to be an old man before, and now he looks like he is at most twenty years old.
The style of painting style is too huge, maybe this is his original face.
"You drink a little bit, don't you care about this keel soup in life and death?"
Lin Yun asked curiously, if he remembered correctly, Jian Jingtian drank three bowls. Although he was still overwhelming, he was obviously restrained and did not continue.
Jian Jingtian laughed: "Fortunately for me, it is mainly too delicious, otherwise I only use a bowl of one bowl. It is enough.
True Dragon Eucharist. "
"That brother?"
Lin Yun said in surprise.
The sword shocked Tian's face showed a helpless color and laughed: "He is purely greedy and cheap, and it is difficult to change the bad habits. When I was on the mountain before. When I was still on the mountain, he did not take advantage of other peaks.
But there are a lot of heads. "
Story!
Lin Yun's heart moved, it seems that Jian Jingtian and Brother Feng Yan, the friendship was really unusual.
Although speaking, Jian Jingtian is quite disgusted with Brother Feng Yan, but it is obviously that the relationship is good.
"arrive."
Jian Jingtian didn't talk much, his sight fell ahead.
Above the clouds, the hills of the Holy Jianfeng passed through the sea of clouds like a sharp knife and appeared in the view of the two.
Well!
The sword shocked the sky, waved the long sleeves, and the sea of clouds quietly spread out, and the Holy Sword Peak revealed the true face of Lushan.
"Palm!"
The elders who guarded the other nearby peaks and the elders flew out one after another, respectfully.
"Go down."
Jian Jingtian ordered the sentence at will. These elders glanced at Lin Yun's body and left quietly
Soon there was no one else existed with Lin Yun and sword shocking, and the little ice and phoenix in the sword box.
"Brother, don't you go in with me."
Lin Yun thought for a while, and suddenly said.
"What do you call me?"
The sword shocked the sky a little bit, a little wrong.
"Brother."
Lin Yun laughed: "Before,
I hear you call my brother, I can't always call you in charge. Besides, you look like this now ... alas, I am embarrassed to ask you to teach. "
Jian Jingtian laughed and laughed, but it was quite open.
"Follow you, anyway, when you call it in charge, you are not sincere, there is no big or small." You can see that Jian Jingtian still likes it. Lin Yun told him his brother.
Lin Yun was a little embarrassed. In fact, he rarely called the palmism, and he was called the old things directly.
"You go, there is never someone who has never been able to break through, this is your chance." Jian Jingtian said softly.
Lin Yun's embarrassing color is strong, and I don't feel embarrassedly: "What, I actually have a little bottom, brother, you know."
Jian Jingtian glanced at him, showing the smile on the corner of his eyes. This boy originally wanted to make him a bodyguard, and said, "I can't understand it, you think I have never hit the Sheng Jianfeng's idea?"
"oh?"
Lin Yun thought about it, it seemed really.
The sword shocked the heavenly strength, and the horizons were extraordinary. It must have seen the weirdness of the Holy Sword Peak.
"It's useless, I have explored at least three times before and after. I even boarded the top of the mountain, but I never saw the stone monument you said." The sword sighed and groaned, "I opened the ban for you, you go in, you go in
Bar."
In the past, when the Dragon Pulse realm, Jian Jingtian opened the ban on the ban, and it is very easy now.
He released the coercion that belonged to the King's realm, shrouded in the Sword Peak, and then there was an extremely harsh sword sound.
The majestic sword is like a real dragon for too long. To break through this world, it can be completely blocked by the momentum of the sword.
"Master, go."
The sword shocked the sky suspended in the air, the hands were knotted, and the layers were banned on the Holy Sword Peak spread like petals.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and tied his head.
Right now, he naturally doesn't have to go through another level. He fell directly from the sky, facing the magnificent sword light in the mountains on the top of the mountain.
Well!
The falling Lin Yun passed through the fog like a sea of clouds, and fell in the cold wind.
Cold, lonely, vicissitudes.
Sheng Jianfeng, as always, did not change much to Lin Yun. It did not change much.
It has been there for many years, one thousand years, two thousand years, three thousand years ... maybe longer, it has been waiting for someone.
Well!
Lin Yun opened his arms and floated gently, and fell steadily on the top of the mountain.
On the edge of the cliff, the stone monument stands upright, recording the chief scriptures of the Sword Sword and the last sword.
Qingshan outside the clouds, blue stars.
The flowers bloom, the hometown of Jiangshan.
The sea hangs the wind, the good Chen is accompanied by the jade flute.
Fuyun is not me, it is 10,000 years old!
I have a sword, above the cloud, higher than the sky.
Lin Yun murmured and came to the stone monument, stroking like an old friend.
rustle!
The stone stele flickered, as if in response, as if calling.
"Emperor, it seems to remember me." Lin Yun's eyes flashed with joy, and said softly.
Well!
Xiao Bingfeng flew out of the sword box and looked at the stele carefully, groaning: "It is indeed spiritual. At the beginning, when you cross the thirteen levels of the clouds, you should have received its recognition."
"Where is the Extreme God pattern? Is it in the stele?"
Lin Yun asked.
"No, in the inside of the Holy Sword Peak."
Xiao Bingfeng looked around the Quartet. After looking around, his eyes fell on the stele again, and the crispy said: "But if you want to enter it, you still have to rely on it. You try to communicate with it."
Lin Yun groaned, how do you communicate?
There is no wisdom in the stone stele, but it cannot be done in both words and spiritual communication.
sword!
Lin Yun quickly thought of it, and immediately pulled out the funeral flower, and the drill of the floating clouds thirteen swords.
One after another out of its body, after a while, thirteen greens flew out.
When the Qingyu condensed the green mange sword and sacrificed the sword to return to the Zong, Lin Yun shot at the top of the stone monument.
Boom!
The stele shakes, and the characters appear one by one, reflecting on Lin Yun's pupils.
"Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords!"
Lin Yun's eyes were lighted up. This was the sword tactics of the thirteen swords of the clouds. In the past, he could only master himself and could not teach others.
At present, I finally saw the record, when I remember it in my heart, no ... this is the sword tactics after completion, which is a bit different from what I practiced before.
Regardless, write down first.
After the characters appeared, the stele suddenly entered the ground and had not responded. The ground under Lin Yun's feet opened his mouth like a beast.
Lin Yun's figure flashed, and she hugged Xiaobingfeng in her arms.
The wind whistled from his ear, Lin Yun hugged Xiao Bingfeng, his body fell crazy.
With the decline of the body, Lin Yunfang discovered that the Holy Sword Peak really had a hole in the sky, and the internal space was staggering.
I don't know how long it has passed, Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he found that there was a familiar cold and cold.
In the cold cold air flow, a kind of evil magic evil is covered, and it is condensed into a cloud group and accumulated below.
"Magic?"
Lin Yun frowned slightly, this is not the magic of the demon warrior.
It is the kind of magic that is extremely evil and is not compatible with all things in heaven and earth. He has insights in all kinds of ancient relics.
"Be careful, this is the abyss magic. If it invades the body, even the soul is corroded." Xiao Bingfeng reminded in Lin Yunhuai.
"What to do now?"
Lin Yun opened the Jinwu Shengyi, hovering in the air, and did not let the body fall into the magic cloud.
In the past, most of the devils were thinner and years old. Although it was still afraid, it could not hurt Lin Yun.
Like this magic condensed into a cloud, he stacked layer by layer. He still encountered it for the first time.
Not sure, can Shenxiao sword be blocked.
"Come on the emperor."
Xiao Bingfeng was in Lin Yun's arms.
call!
Golden Shenyan was sprayed out of its small mouth. After those magic clouds encountered it, they were immediately dispelled and melted.
"Hurry up, the emperor's Shenyan has not recovered, and these magic clouds will soon recover." Xiao Bingfeng said in Lin Yunhuai, saying nervously.
Sure enough, those magic clouds that have been eliminated are combined together at a very fast speed.
Lin Yun didn't dare to neglect. He wrapped the two in the wing of Jinwu, and tied it in like an arrow.
Half an hour later, Lin Yun opened his wings, and his face showed a painful color. Jinwu's wings were stained with a lot of magic. The permeable holy light appeared well.
call!
Xiao Bingfeng drilled out of his arms, his expression was soft, and he spit out several sips of divine inflammation.
"No pain."
Waiting for the magic to dispel the magic, she looked up at the face of the other person in Lin Yunhuai, and said softly.
The two were too close. She moved like this, too intimate, and a little ambiguous.
This is not good ...
Lin Yun nodded slightly, loosen her, and looked forward: "There is a altar there."
"Look at it in the past, the emperor feels that the Supreme God's pattern is very close."
Xiao Bingfeng's eyes sparkled in the darkness, and it was as eye -catching as stars.