While the dragon roared, the howling wind tore apart the magic cloud, and the lightning flashed and illuminated the Black Mountain.
The dragon formed by the interweaving purple and gold dragon patterns on Cangyun's body looks particularly real. Together with the four dragon veins behind him, it bursts out with extremely terrifying dragon power.
"The power of a true dragon?"
A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he whispered to himself.
Cangyun smiled: "I'm quite knowledgeable, and I'm not afraid to tell you that 80% of the True Dragon Holy Liquid in the entire Ancient Realm is in the hands of the King Kong Temple, and there is even a lot of pure dragon blood."
"In order to practice this Canglong Holy Heaven Technique, I spent one hundred thousand kilograms of true dragon holy fluid, one thousand kilograms of dragon blood, and even a Canglong treasure bone in the past two years! Except for the divine dragon bone, which is really impossible to obtain, other things can be obtained.
The little monk has basically got everything that has arrived."
Lin Yun suddenly realized that this was the case.
It’s the Canglong Treasure Bone, Canglong True Blood, and one hundred thousand kilograms of True Dragon Holy Liquid. It’s not surprising that he has cultivated this Canglong Holy Heaven Art to such a state.
"If you want to distract yourself from the swordsmanship, I won't, so don't be so weird!" Cangyun looked at Lin Yun with a proud look on his face and chuckled softly.
He really didn't have any ill intentions towards Lin Yun, but he was just a little exaggerated.
Lin Yun's current expression made him very satisfied. He had held his breath two years ago and must have surprised Lin Yun.
"Don't think about the Holy Sword of the Netherworld, just wait and see!"
Cangyun laughed loudly, and he who was already within a short distance of Lin Yun suddenly took action and covered Lin Yun directly.
Boom!
The blue dragon entrenched on his body merged with the palm of his hand to form an extremely real dragon claw, with wind and thunder entangled in it. This palm enveloped the vastness and the sky seemed to be torn off by him.
Lin Yun was calm and didn't panic at all. He just quietly activated the Azure Dragon Divine Bone to evolve the Eye of the Divine Dragon.
Almost instantly, the spirits of the sun and moon hidden deep in his left and right eyes began to shine brightly.
Green Dragon Divine Seal, White Dragon Divine Seal, Golden Dragon Divine Seal!
The four divine seals turned into magatama-like flames, surrounding the sun and moon spirits, and then started to rotate crazily.
A surge of divine dragon power surged up, and the power of the true dragon in Cangyun was immediately suppressed by his personality.
It was obviously an extremely terrifying palm, but it was still unable to land even though it was more than an inch away.
"How is this possible..."
Cangyun was shocked, obviously not expecting this situation.
Oops!
Suddenly, he became alert and quickly backed away.
"It's too late."
Lin Yun's lips curled up into a smile, and the peak-perfect Azure Dragon Holy Heaven Technique was running wildly, and forty thousand purple-gold dragon patterns surged out from the Azure Dragon Divine Bones.
The dragon pattern was poured into his palm, and Lin Yun raised his hand and made a move like lightning.
Cangyun gritted his teeth and faced him helplessly as he retreated.
Bang bang bang!
In just a moment, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves, and every collision was like a giant dragon colliding crazily.
It's just that the purple and gold dragon patterns on Cangyun's body continue to fragment, while the purple and gold dragon patterns on Lin Yun's body continue to appear like dragon essence.
In the end, Lin Yun placed a palm print on Cangyun's chest, and all the dragon patterns on Cangyun's body were shattered.
Phew!
Blood spat out, and Cangyun fell to one knee on the ground with a pale face.
roar!
Just as he was about to stand up, one came down from the sky with boundless wind and thunder. The speed was so fast that he forgot to resist.
The dragon's claw hung above his head, and Cang Yun was so heavy that he couldn't breathe. He always kept kneeling on one knee, with a look of pain on his face.
"No matter how strong the Blue Dragon Treasure Bone is, it will still be inferior to the Divine Dragon Treasure Bone!"
Lin Yun looked at the other party and said calmly.
If it were the Cang Dragon King Bone left by the Master of Cang Dragon, it would be hard to say whether he would win or lose in a physical battle, but if it were just the Cang Dragon Treasure Bone, it would indeed be a bit worse.
While talking, Lin Yun walked forward step by step.
"What do you want to do?"
The corners of Cangyun's mouth trembled, and there were waves of fear deep in his heart.
"Dig your dragon bones!"
Lin Yun said lightly, suddenly accelerated, and disappeared in a flash.
Cangyun was trembling all over, scared to death, her legs were shaking, and her face was so pale that there was no blood at all.
No no no!
Thinking of the horrific consequences of digging up the dragon's bones, Cangyun was so desperate that she couldn't even make a sound even if she wanted to beg for mercy.
Lin Yun appeared again, stood in front of Cangyun, and then struck like a gust of wind.
Buzz!
But instead of digging out Cangyun's dragon bones, he pointed a finger at the center of Cangyun's eyebrows, and a flash of light followed the finger and escaped into Cangyun's mind.
After a while, Cangyun looked at Lin Yun in disbelief.
His eyes were full of shock, how could this be possible... This is the Grip of the Blue Dragon.
Lin Yun's finger just now gave him the Grip of the Blue Dragon.
"You...didn't you dig up my dragon bones?" Cangyun was so surprised that he couldn't even speak clearly.
The Grip of the Blue Dragon, such a supreme secret skill, was actually given to him at the drop of a hat. Cangyun felt a huge wave of emotion deep in his heart, and he couldn't believe that this was true.
"Just kidding."
Lin Yun smiled and said: "I thought I was tricking you at first, but I didn't expect that you actually trained me. I'll just give them to you, and treat it as a good relationship."
"Why?"
Cangyun still couldn't believe it.
"I have already said that we should form a good relationship. You didn't really have murderous intentions towards me just now, otherwise you would be dead." Lin Yun said casually.
"Aren't you afraid that I will settle a score with you after I finish my studies?"
"oh."
Lin Yun gave him a look, letting Cangyun realize it for himself.
The corner of Cangyun's mouth twitched, feeling despised.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "You don't seem to believe it? Let me tell you this, no matter how advanced your physical body is, you can't stop my sword. The fourth level of Dragon Vein can already refine your bones, which can match your own strength.
The Blue Dragon Holy Body should be enough to stop many holy soldiers."
"It's natural."
Cangyun nodded.
Phew!
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yun suddenly took action and pointed a finger at Cangyun's chest.
Sword light burst out from Lin Yun's fingertips. This finger instantly pierced a hole in front of Cangyun, and blood continued to flow out.
Cangyun's face was filled with pain, and his face became quite ugly as he said: "You!"
You are so cruel!
"This finger tells you not to embarrass my Sword Sect disciples in the future, because I can kill you at any time. The second purpose must be acted realistically, otherwise it will be difficult for you to explain when your senior brother investigates, right?
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Lin Yun blinked and smiled.
Only a ghost can believe it!
The corner of Cangyun's mouth twitched, it was definitely because he was too arrogant just now, and this guy took the opportunity to retaliate, which is why he struck so harshly.
"Find a place to hide. You are still too young. Don't get involved in the ancient battlefield. The Grasp of the Blue Dragon is enough for you to ponder." Lin Yundao said.
Cangyun is not stupid, he knows that Lin Yun is hinting at him to leave, and he will definitely have a conflict with the Vajra Temple because of the Netherworld Holy Sword.
"You are so strong before you even draw the sword. How strong will your Flower Burial Sword be once you draw it out?"
Cangyun looked at the sword box behind him and said with lingering fear.
"Stop being curious and leave quickly. By the way, remember to find a precious bone of the Cang Dragon King." Lin Yun urged.
mean.
Cangyun glanced at his mouth, then covered his chest and walked down the mountain.
When he was about to leave the platform, he looked back and surprisingly discovered that Lin Yun was not in a hurry to reach the top of the Black Mountain.
Instead, he sat cross-legged under the waterfall, allowing the waterfall to be impacted by the condensed air of death. A complex and cold flower slowly bloomed under him.
What the hell?
Cangyun shook his head, somewhat confused.
boom!
Under the Netherworld Waterfall, Lin Yun activated the Shenxiao Sword Technique, and the Netherworld Qi falling from the waterfall was continuously absorbed.
He thought very clearly that the fight for the Netherworld Holy Sword would be difficult to achieve for a while.
Going to the top of Black Mountain to fight the three major sects of Hard Steel is not a good choice. There is no need to conflict with these people too early.
It's better to take advantage of this opportunity and rush to the sixth level of Shenxiao Sword Technique at one go.
Vast amounts of Netherworld energy poured into Lin Yun's body, and the Netherworld Flower in Lin Yun's body received great nourishment. The Netherworld Flower petals burst out with light, releasing an extremely bright Netherworld Holy Glory.
A powerful force of death filled the whole body, and soon gathered on the Netherworld Sword at the stamen of the Netherworld Flower.
"So fast!"
Lin Yun was shocked. The power of the underworld here was so powerful that it was simply unimaginable.
It was dozens of times stronger than the Netherworld Sacred Flower he had devoured before. He could only withstand such terrifying Netherworld energy for half an hour at most.
"Half an hour should be enough for me to reach the sixth level of Shenxiao Sword Technique."
Lin Yun said secretly in his heart, and then accelerated the speed of the Shenxiao Sword Jue.
…
The top of the Black Mountain.
Chen Tao, who was the first to climb up, was startled by what he saw. The ground was full of shriveled corpses. These corpses were extremely old. There was a sunken mark between the eyebrows, like a vertical eye.
"Demon Clan!"
Chen Tao's face changed slightly.
As the leader of the disciples of Jade Villa, he naturally recognizes the origins of these demon clans. They are the alien demon clans that harmed Kunlun in the dark and turbulent era.
Looking forward, in the middle of the top of the black mountain, the Netherworld Holy Sword nailed a strong man from the Demon Spirit Tribe to the ground.
Waves of death air flowed out from the ground through the chest of the ancient demon corpse.
Whoosh!
Without much thought, Chen Tao ran towards the Netherworld Holy Sword, which was the supreme holy weapon.
After just taking a few steps, I felt a huge resistance and it became difficult to move even an inch.
What a strong pressure!
Chen Tao looked at the Netherworld Holy Sword, a burning color flashed in his eyes, and the glazed body on his body became even more dazzling.
The perfect cultivation level at the fourth level of Dragon Vein Realm was gradually pushed to the limit by him, and the light on his body became as pure as the stars, splitting the four and five parts that were illuminated by the demonic cloud above his head.
Swish!
Xuan Feng and Xiao Kui appeared shortly after. They were stunned for a moment before quickly chasing after them.
"It came so fast!"
Chen Tao looked back, with a smile on his lips, looking unconcerned.
The strength of the three of them was almost the same. He was already several steps faster, and it was impossible for the two of them to catch up with him.
"grass!"
Xiao Kui cursed, and the aura on his body was like a sword, breaking through the layers of pressure and approaching towards the Netherworld Holy Sword.
Xuan Feng and Xuan Jian each held their breaths, but no matter how hard they tried, they were always a few positions behind Chen Tao.
Half an hour later.
Chen Tao was the first to come to the Netherworld Holy Sword. He lowered his head and glanced. The ancient corpse of the demon spirit crucified by the Netherworld Holy Sword seemed to be different from other corpses.
The trace between the sunken eyebrows seems to be silver, showing a powerful and noble aura.