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Chapter 2043: Shot

At this moment, the True Dragon Secret Realm is collapsing, and areas one by one burst one after another like bubbles, and Lin Yun finally successfully broke through to the semi-saint.

His Dragon Phoenix World-Destroying Sword Book has arrived at the seventh level. The Nirvana Qi of the Ten Yuan Nirvana continues to transform, turning into a continuous stream of green holy energy to fill the purple palace.

Soon, a sky-blue lake appeared in the Zifu. This lake was clear and refined, as flawless as the sky.

The lake is made up of holy energy, which is thousands of feet wide, and looks endless like a vast ocean.

The ordinary Qingyuan Realm semi-saint, this holy lake made up of holy energy, is considered a success if it reaches a thousand feet.

And Lin Yun is ten thousand feet tall!

Lin Yun's thoughts moved slightly, and with a loud bang, the holy lake was boiling and burning, and the vast mist seemed to be wandering around his limbs and bones.

In an instant, violent power filled Lin Yun's body, and the green holy light shrouded in it, and his semi-saint pressure swept across the world.

Bang!

The ground exploded instantly, and the peaks around the valley fell, as if the sky was collapsed and the earth was cracked.

Lin Yun did not control himself, and the power of the semi-saint was released, which made him dumbfounded.

"I'll go, is this the power of the semi-saint?"

Lin Yun opened his mouth in surprise, and his scalp was numb.

No wonder he had previously released all the sword intent when facing other people's semi-saint power, and had to barely compete with the blessing of Canglong Sword Heart.

This realm is really different from the previous realm. The transformation of holy energy brings about a complete transformation.

Half-saint, he has now stepped onto the holy path with one foot, and his life span has increased by five hundred years.

With the super supplements he used to take, such as the Dragon Blood Fruit and the Divine Blood Fruit, his life span can easily live to eight hundred years old or even one thousand years old.

call!

Lin Yun calmed down, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling refreshed and his body became much lighter.

He reached out to look at his skin. His Canglong Divine Body was still in its first stage, just a state of blood refining.

But he obviously felt that the physical body had undergone an invisible transformation and he became younger.

This is the benefit of increasing life span. The bone age of the body has regressed. After that, he is practicing in the secret treasures of time and space, so he doesn't have to worry about bone age.

Aging of bone age is real aging. No secret medicine or space-time treasure cannot be changed, but it is different now.

"When the Qinglong feast is over, I can go to Tianlun Tower to practice!" Lin Yun's eyes shone with excitement.

"Don't smile foolishly, it's time to go out." Xiao Bingfeng looked at Lin Yun who was smirking. For some reason, she felt a sense of relief like an old mother. Her baby was finally half-saint, so she no longer had to envy other people.

It's right.

Although he has not mastered the rules of the holy path, he has no need to worry about Lin Yun's talent.

As long as you settle down, you will definitely be able to master the Supreme Way and the rules of the Sword Way.

"Well, it's time to go out."

Lin Yun's eyes became much sharper, and invisibly there was a sense of confidence.

Before this area was about to be completely destroyed, Lin Yun crushed a semi-holy demon pill, and the sky was spinning, and time and space were changing.

Swish!

By the time he regained his foothold, he had already landed on the road to the True Dragon.

This is a Longshan Mountain. It is still at the foot of the mountain. The mountain is already very lively and it is extremely fierce.

The Road to the True Dragon, the convergence of the three religions and nine streams, can be said to be the most complex one of the nine dragon mountains.

The strength is the most obvious. Either the ruthless people on the Shenlong Tianjiao List deserve one hundred, or there are a large number of ordinary monks, and some hidden dark horses, they also want to make a big splash here.

Lin Yun swept his eyes and soon found Ye Ziling's figure.

Even the True Dragon Road has only 900 places, and the competitors are tens of thousands.

The disciples of the Sword Sect gathered around Ye Ziling. They were all at the foot of the mountain. Before they officially climbed Longshan, their expressions seemed a little depressed. Ye Ziling, the leader, was under great pressure.

In the Sword Sect, she is the Snowflake Goddess Dragon, but compared with the Holy Land monks, the Sword Sect’s foundation is much weaker after all.

By relying on the sword sect to cultivate it with all its strength, Ye Ziling has already had a semi-saint in the Ziyuan Realm, but she has not mastered the rules of the holy path yet.

Such strength can be proud of his peers in the ancient realm, but when it comes to a holy land like Tiandao Sect, it is difficult to even be ranked in the top ten, which is almost the same as Wang Ziyue.

Lin Yun didn't say anything, but pushed the crowd away and walked towards the sword sect and the others.

Puchi!

At this moment, Gongsun Yan fell from Longshan's tail, vomited blood at the corner of his mouth, and suffered quite serious injuries.

Other fellow Sword Sects quickly helped him up.

Puchi!

After a while, another figure fell down. It was the sword crazy Zhao Yan. They wanted to attack the seat of Dragon Tail, but without exception, they both failed.

Zhao Yan looked pale and said, "Without the Ziyuan Realm's cultivation level, I don't even have the qualifications to step on the dragon's tail. Unless someone opens the way for us, maybe we can barely fight. I think other forces have mastered the rules of the holy path.

If you lead the team, one person can protect three people.”

There is a huge gap in strength between mastering the rules of the Holy Way and not mastering the rules of the Holy Way. Although the latter is only counted as one quota, he can help his fellow disciples.

Gongsun Yan clenched his fist and beat it on the ground, and said angrily: "If the burial flower master is still there, I won't have to suffer this."

The other fellow Sword Sects were very silent, with a confused look on their faces, as if they were recalling the past from the ancient battlefield.

Lin Yun, who was walking over, was moved when he heard the words "Battle of Flowers" and said, "You seem to have encountered some difficulties."

Ye Ziyun said: "We want to win a place for Zi Ling, but there are too many monks above the Dragon Tail and they cannot gain a foothold at all."

Lin Yun understood what she meant. They didn't care about the quota themselves, but wanted to use the power of the entire sect to push Ye Ziling up.

Opening a way for Ye Ziling so that she can calmly win a seat.

With Ye Ziling's strength, it is not too difficult to win a quota on the dragon tail.

But everyone underestimated the cruelty of competition. Even if many seats were empty, no one dared to compete for them.

The semi-saints who master the rules of the holy path are very domineering. They not only occupy one of them, but also win some nearby seats for their fellow disciples, and outsiders are not allowed to be involved.

"The rules allow this?" Lin Yun frowned.

"There is no explicit ban, and in fact, there is no need to be prohibited. The person who the Holy Elder really cares about is probably the position of Dragon Claw, and the situation on the Dragon Tail will not be paid attention to at all." Ye Ziyun said.

Lin Yunmingran, it would be easier to do if this happens.

"Several people seem to be in trouble?"

At this moment, a crisp laugh came. It was a pretty woman, her eyes were like Ye Ziling, as if snowflakes were blooming, blurred and elegant.

Her name is Ye Xin'er, and she is also the direct descendant of the Xueyaohua family. She practices in the Xuelan Sect, the holy land of Beiling.

This person's name is Ye Xuan. He seems to be not old last year, but his cultivation is unfathomable. He has obviously mastered the rules of the holy path.

Behind them, there were some monks from the Xuelan Sect, and there were snow flowers blooming deep in their eyes, almost all of them were blood cultivators from the Ye family.

Lin Yun looked over and said, the people looked cold, and looked at Ye Ziling and Ye Ziyun with a bad look, and there was a kind of arrogant arrogance.

Ye Xin'er smiled charmingly and said, "Sword Jingtian's daughter won't even climb the Dragon Tail, right? Jian Jingtian was so arrogant back then. If you couldn't even win a seat on the Dragon Tail, you left the family in anger. Now

Think about it, do you regret it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere around him suddenly became quite strange, and the people in the Ye family showed a playful look on their faces.

Ye Ziyun was very angry and wanted to go forward to argue, but Ye Ziling grabbed her and refused to let her go forward.

Ye Xuan looked at Ye Ziyun and smiled and said, "Cousin Ziyun, I told you a long time ago, don't go to the Sword Sect to practice. A declining sect will not have any future even if you become a saint. Now you know me

Didn't say it was wrong at the beginning?"

Ye Xin'er smiled softly and said, "You two, otherwise you should be with us. They are both direct descendants of the Xueyao family. If you can't even get up with the Dragon Tail, it would be too embarrassing."

They were arrogant and arrogant, and they all showed sneering at the corners of their mouths, and they all wanted to see Ye Ziling make a fool of herself.

After all, she was the pearl in the eyes of the Xue Yao family. When she was a child, many people were covered by her light. There was also a father who was famous in the East Wilderness, which many people envied.

At this moment, Lin Yun stepped forward and came to Ye Ziling, looked at the group of people opposite him calmly, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but Ye Ziling has decided to walk the real dragon path with me, Ye Qingtian.

.”

"Ye Qingtian?"

Ye Xuan, Ye Xiner and a group of Ye family members behind them showed a look of surprise in their eyes. How could Ye Qingtian have a relationship with Ye Ziling?

They naturally heard of Ye Qingtian's name. Although they have a bad reputation, they are still sword-doctrine geniuses of the Tiandao Sect after all.

Xuelan Sect is also a holy land, but its foundation is completely incomparable to the Tiandao Sect.

But this guy is just the dragon genius at the end of the ranking. In the eyes of many people, he is just making up for the numbers.

"You...really want to take the path of a real dragon?" Ye Ziling said.

Others don’t know, but she knows very well that the person in front of her is Lin Yun, the burial boy who is buried. With his strength, he can easily step on other dragons, and at least compete for a seat with dragon claws.

Lin Yun said: "Why not?"

Ye Ziling's heart trembled, and then she struggled and said, "I refuse."

“Rejection is invalid.”

Lin Yun smiled, grabbed her shoulder, and walked directly towards the steps above the foot of the mountain.

"This guy is a lustful person, with a very famous reputation, but he is just a false reputation."

"Ye Ziling was also blind and fell to this point. Let's wait and see. Ye Qingtian will be beaten back to the prototype soon."

Ye Xiner and others were quite unhappy. The sword-do genius of Tiandao Sect was actually willing to walk with Ye Ziling, and they all became so sad.

Above the foot of the mountain, there was chaos.

Around ten miles, dozens of people attacked the dragon's tail.

A cultivator from Ziyuan Realm saw Lin Yun and Ye Ziling coming over and printed it over with a palm from the air.

boom!

The purple holy energy gathered into a giant palm, and cracks appeared in the powerful zero air.

"roll!"

Lin Yun looked cold and waved his backhand.

A powerful force was released from the back of his hand, and the purple giant palm was instantly shattered with a whistle.

Puchi!

The fragments of the purple palms split into energy and dispersed. Dozens of people were swept to vomit blood and flew wildly, falling down directly.

The stairs that were previously crowded were cleaned up and looked empty.

The powerful and amazing blow shocked many people on the spot, and everyone at the foot of the mountain exclaimed in surprise.

"What a strong palm force, who is this person?"

"I just knocked dozens of people away with a casual blow. With such a profound cultivation level, I'm afraid I can compete with the Divine Dragon Celestial."

...

Ye Xiner and others at the foot of the mountain all showed horror in their eyes, and even Ye Xuan was shocked.

"How is this possible!"

Ye Xin'er couldn't accept it, and she bit her lip and said, "Even if Ye Qingtian is a pervert, he should fall in love with me. I am not worse than Ye Ziling."

Lin Yun and Ye Ziling officially stepped on the Dragon Tail. This place has long been a battlefield, and the competition for more than 100 seats has reached a point of fierce competition.

"Junior Brother Lin, you don't have to help me so deliberately." Ye Ziling looked at Lin Yun and said.

Sure enough, she had already seen her identity.

Lin Yun did not show any surprise and smiled and said, "The ancients, the kindness of the drop of water should be repaid with a spring. You are my first senior sister since I came to Kunlun. Jian Jingtian is still my senior brother. I have no reason to see you being humiliated.

Don't take action."

[I found that I was a little crazy about quality and was blindly entangled. The quality did not increase, and the quality could not meet my requirements. I will start writing openly tomorrow. Many things are really unforced, just try my best.]


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