At the edge of the Yanlong's head, King Luoying held the Tianyue Knife and kept kicking his anger, his face looked extremely pale.
Everyone below saw this scene and was very excited.
"What a funeral burial boy."
Qu Wushuang was amazed and looked from afar and murmured: "I thought the golden-eyed demon spirit must be of great success. I didn't expect that there was a heaven outside the sky, because my vision was too low."
In fact, it’s not that he has a low vision, but that most of them think so.
How terrifying the golden-eyed demon spirit is, King Luoying had already shown a nearly invincible style before he ascended the flame dragon, and almost no one could stop him.
Except for a few fourth-level saints who could barely block him for a moment, the others were defeated in one round.
Thinking about it now, even the top saints of the fourth-level peaks of Shuntian, Ziying and Wuhuan are here, I am afraid they can't stop him.
Lin Yun held the burial flower in his hand and looked at King Luoying with a cold expression. His sharpness condensed between his eyebrows, and there was a sense of shocking oppression.
Even the Spirit King's bloodline cannot become domineering in the face of this sharp edge.
"Another Tianyue Scimitar?"
Lin Yun noticed the Tianyue Scimitar in the hands of King Luoying, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
If he remembered correctly, King Luoying's Tianyue Sword had been broken by him.
The Tianyue Sword in front of me was exactly the same as the previous one, but it was stained with the blood of the Spirit King and seemed even more weird.
"Ahem!"
King Luoying coughed a few times, and spit out blood every time he coughed, and his face looked extremely uncomfortable.
However, he was not really hit hard, although his bloody eyes showed excitement and madness.
"Don't you think I only have one knife, do you?"
King Luoying smiled faintly and said, "The real Tianyue Sword is the supreme holy weapon. These are just replicas. If the supreme Tianyue is in your hand, thousands of miles away, I can also take the head on your neck."
Lin Yun was slightly stunned when he heard this and immediately smiled.
When I don’t have the Supreme Holy Artifact?
If he hadn't been afraid of Tianlun Tower, he was cautious by nature and now he had used the Buddha Emperor's Golden Lotus Spear to easily suppress the other party.
"why are you laughing?"
King Luoying felt contempt in Lin Yun's smile and immediately became angry.
Lin Yun stood with his hands behind his back, and his right hand tilted the burial flower in front of him. The smooth sword body as smooth as a mirror reflects his handsome and cold eyebrows.
"You don't know why I laugh at me? The golden-eyed demon spirit, the fourth-level holy king's cultivation level, was crushed by my semi-saint top, and he dared to say shamelessly and kill me thousands of miles away."
Lin Yun waved his backhand, pointed at the sword of the Zanghua pointing to the ground, looked up, and said coldly: "Not to mention, I gave you one hand. King Luoying, where is your face?"
The face of King Luoying suddenly turned red and changed. He was so angry that he could not refute it.
Because Lin Yun is telling the truth!
"It's not over yet, the burial flower damn boy."
King Luoying was completely furious. His long hair exploded with a bang, his eyebrows were standing still, and strands of golden patterns appeared on his delicate face, making him look ferocious and terrifying.
Swish!
He condensed into the Taiyin realm again, held the Tianyue Scimitar in his hand, and pressed over with his majestic cultivation.
He learned from the lessons just now, and no longer competed with Lin Yun with sword skills, but every move became simple and unpretentious.
Each blow will exert your cultivation advantage, your own spiritual king bloodline, and the power of the Taiyin realm.
I have to say that this is indeed a very smart decision.
Unfortunately, his opponent is Lin Yun.
Only the first ten moves made Lin Yun feel quite uncomfortable. His right hand was almost numb and his arm bones were broken.
But after ten moves, Lin Yun became quite calm.
Based on the rules of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, he showed his various advantages, Fenglei Dao, Canglong Divine Body, and Dragon Phoenix Taixuan.
Thousands of wonderful methods are all in one sword.
At first, he could only resist hard, and soon Lin Yun could stab a few swords with his backhand, making his opponent very embarrassed.
The Tao is divided into high and low, and the technique is endless.
Lin Yun became more and more calm as he fought, and his understanding of this sentence continued to deepen. His eyes were brightly blooming, as if there was a Taoist rhyme flowing.
The disadvantages of realm really exist, but as long as the technique reaches its limit or even continues to exceed its limit, this disadvantage can be made up for.
Once you make up for this disadvantage, your skills will become your way, changing with all kinds of changes, and all kinds of means alone will be enough to dazzle your opponent and be exhausted to deal with it.
King Luoying was in this situation. He was still very strong at first, but gradually something was wrong and his face became more and more ugly.
Just dealing with Lin Yun's sword technique is enough to have a headache. There are also Feng Lei's angrily shouting, Canglong's roar, and Tianlong and Divine Phoenix are constantly born in the sword technique.
After dozens of moves, Lin Yun's sword was like thunder and lightning, so fast that it was endless, leaving dozens of scars on King Luoying's body.
Perhaps it is not fatal enough, but if you accumulate a lot, it will eventually become a serious injury.
What’s even more troublesome is that King Luoying’s power is lost!
The absolute pressure belonging to the Spirit King's bloodline is not even afraid of the Supreme Astrology, and it can even be suppressed slightly, but it is now full of holes being pricked by Lin Yun.
After ten more moves, Burial Flower gently tapped the Tianyue Scimitar, and then shook it open, and lifted it backhand and slashed the opponent's chest.
The middle gate of Luoying King was completely opened and he instinctively wanted to hide, and this hiding happened to fall into Lin Yun's back hand.
Lin Yun changed the moves at the speed of shocking horoscope, and the Burial Flower waved and cut out an arc of light.
Bang!
The blood splattered on King Luoying's chest and was immediately shocked to fly out. The whole process was flowing and flowing, and it was completed in one go.
From beginning to end, Lin Yun carried his left hand and did not move a single step.
But just as Lin Yun stepped forward, a folding fan drew an arc, and walked around Lin Yun and cut it towards the back of his neck.
"Beware of you early."
Lin Yun was not panicked at all. When he turned his wrist, the Burial Flower held the folding fan and shook it away like his palms and eyes.
Swish!
Zhao Tianyuren was in the air, spread his arms and took the flying folding fan.
"Purple Lightning Divine Eyes!"
He kept observing in secret, and with one move, he was killing move. Ancient mark of destruction appeared in his eyes, and endless lightning burst out from his eyes.
boom!
As the thunder roared, the power of the divine eyes immediately suppressed Lin Yun's sword force.
"die!"
King Luoying took this opportunity and turned into a flash of lightning to kill him.
Seeing this, Ji Zixi and Li Feibai's face changed drastically. The Blood Moon God Son and King Luoying joined forces at the same time, so naturally they could not watch from the wall.
"Let him come!"
But just as he was about to take action, Lin Yun shouted coldly and stopped the two girls.
The dragon, sun and moon seal, the heaven and earth are united!
Lin Yunren turned around and brushed his body, and his body was divided into two, one for the dragon and the other for the sacred phoenix.
"This is another move!"
A look of fear flashed in King Luoying's eyes, his face changed slightly, and the space in front of him was twisted, the heaven and earth were reversed, and the yin and yang were reversed.
Whether it was the Purple Lightning Divine Eyes or his sword light, they were all disappeared intovisible by the twisted space.
He and Zhao Tianyu were pulled into this twisted space at the same time, and the two of them kept turning, fighting with Lin Yun respectively.
In the eyes of outsiders, the space was distorted and blurred, and the sky and the ground were full of forest clouds, as dazzling as broken lenses.
"What kind of sword technique is this?"
"It's so amazing!"
"I can't understand at all..."
...
Below are all powerful people in the holy realm, but the sword skills Lin Yun used at this moment, and the saints' scalp were numb and there was no sign of it.
The trapped in it, Zhao Tianyu and King Luoying were extremely uncomfortable and tried their best to break free.
"Flying the Moon's Hand!"
"Slay the stars and win the sun!"
The two of them dared not hold back again, and each used their dragon spirit-level killing moves, and instantly burst out with amazing pressure.
Kick!
The twisted space immediately shattered like a mirror. It has to be said that the power of these two killer moves is terrifying.
"The flowers bloom for a moment!"
Lin Yun was not holding back, and the Firefly God Sword entered the Dao Scroll and almost the moment the sword light burst.
The rules of swordsmanship in his body burst out like a glorious sun, and his body rotated ninety-ninety times in one breath.
Every time he turned, he swung his sword, and the strange flowers of the Supreme Holy Way only bloomed for a moment, but the sword lights he swung were countless.
Unexpected shadows of flowers overlap, and time seems to be confused.
It was only a moment before everyone saw the sword light thousands of times and dozens of strange flowers blooming.
Bang!
King Luoying and Zhao Tianyu were shaken away at the same time, and tiny holes appeared on their bodies, and blood kept pouring out.
But it's not over yet!
Lin Yun suddenly rose into the air, and from beginning to end, he carried his left hand behind him suddenly stretched out, condensing all the rules of the sword and bounced out.
This beam of sword light came to Luoying's eyes almost the moment the two of them landed.
"careful!"
King Luoying did not react at all. At the critical moment, Zhao Tianyu blocked the other party's forehead with a folding fan in his hand.
The folding fan is a secret treasure made of metal. If it can be used as a weapon by Zhao Tianyu, its grade must be of great importance.
Bang!
But the folding fan exploded instantly, and Zhao Tianyu vomited blood, and he was stunned on the spot.
"How is this possible?"
The condensed sword light still had not dissipated, and it flashed in a flash and penetrated directly through the eyes of the eyebrows.
"Walk!"
Zhao Tianyu captured King Luoying and retreated like lightning.
Lin Yun landed on the ground, he stepped forward, frowned slightly.
If it weren't for Zhao Tianyu's folding fan, this blow would have exploded the head of King Luoying, and the vertical eye would have flew out directly.
The moment when the vertical eye flies out, what is waiting for it is the burial flower that is ready to go.
But although the Luoying King is now in a miserable state, it is really hard to say whether he is dead.
Based on Lin Yun’s understanding of the Demon Spirit Clan, it is probably difficult to die, so his face is not very good-looking.
He was not very satisfied, but the many holy monks in the Flame Dragon Valley below were all stunned.
Everyone opened their mouths wide, and couldn't even say anything shocked.
Many older holy monks were stunned and their hearts were thumping, as if they were about to jump out of their chests.
"Wang Muyan, if you don't take action again, when will you wait!"
Zhao Tianyu's loud shout echoed through the sky, interrupting everyone's shock.
Everyone woke up at this moment, and the Tianlun Tower was above their heads!
Wang Muyan was injured by Lin Yun before, but after the attacks of Zhao Tianyu and Luoying, he probably recovered long ago.
"Time is the supreme, space is the king, and above the mountains and rivers, the stars are changing!"
This worry quickly became a reality. Wang Muyan saw Lin Yun's various styles and no longer reserved them.
Her hands were facing the sky, like a god, and the mark of time and space kept flowing around her. The space was reset when the years flowed, and unimaginable terrifying pressure burst out from her body.
Bang!
Almost the moment the words fell, the Yanlong Valley, which spanned thousands of miles, immediately fell apart.
Rumble!
The ground is constantly collapsed, but if you look closely, it is not simply the earth exploding, but the space is collapsing.
There are many holy realms that fall down directly if they are accidentally injured, and their bodies fall uncontrollably.
The crack was as deep as an abyss. They fell one by one and were extremely frightened, and they could not use many means.
"No, no!"
As the fall, these group of powerful people in the holy realm roared in despair, and this power was completely invincible.
boom!
The Tianlun Tower, under the control of Wang Muyan, continued to fall with the unpredictable power of gods and ghosts.
The tower was not falling down quickly, or even quite slowly, but the terrifying power seemed to completely penetrate the entire Tianxu wasteland.
Deep in it, there is no way to escape, but you can't escape.
"Lin Yun, I can't stop it."
Ji Zixi said in extreme fear.
In this ruined land of the Heavenly Ruins, the Supreme Holy Artifact cannot connect to the Supreme Astrology thirty-six heavens, and its power is much smaller.
When facing such a Tianlun Tower, Ji Zixi, who has the Divine Phoenix Mirror, also seemed very powerless.
far away.
Zhao Tianyu held the unclear Luoying King, looking at the scene in front of him, and shook his head.
It was not his wish to reach this point.
Not only did Wang Muyan pay a great price, but these holy realm powerhouses and the demon zombies in front of him must be destroyed together.
Just to bury a sword wizard.
It's not a loss!
Zhao Tianyu looked at Lin Yun from a distance and said lightly: "Farewell, the burial flower dude."
The Saint Lord Shuntian and others who had been away tens of thousands of miles still felt this pressure. They were all frightened and felt their scalp numb, and they all felt lucky.
Fortunately, I ran away early.
"What a pity, the genius of the burial flower boy was buried like this." Liu Yunlan showed regret on his face and shook his head and sighed softly.
The young master of Mingzong, who had not yet grown his palm, sneered expressionlessly: "I'm so dying."
Liu Yunlan frowned slightly and did not respond.
"Go away quickly. The Blood Moon God Sect has come to an end, and Donghuang is probably going to be completely in chaos."
The Saint Lord Shuntian and others did not dare to delay, so they looked back and quickly fled from this area.
...
The skeleton of the flame dragon, above the head.
After the initial fear and panic, Li Feibai and Ji Zixi were quite calm.
Li Feibai looked at the turbulent time and space turbulence around Yanlong Valley, and was considered dead and escaping.
"Burning Flower Master, there are two great beauties who will be buried with you before dying. What do you think?"
Li Feibai restored the nature of a happy person, but was extremely nervous when he was in a critical moment of life and death.
Ah, are you going to die with Lin Yun?
Ji Zixi had never thought about this problem, and was suddenly reminded by Li Feibai, and her beautiful face turned a little shy.
"What am I thinking? I'm going to die..." Ji Zixi felt shy, but she couldn't help looking at Lin Yun.
"I can't die."
Lin Yun put the burial flower powder into his heart, and then spread his right hand, where the blood in the fire dragon's heart that the fury of the Canglong devoured by the rage of the Canglong had turned into a blood mark.
"What's this?" Ji Zixi stepped forward and said.
Lin Yun said: "I remember, I told you, what kind of Taiyin ice is actually? It's the blood of the Yanlong?"
Ji Zixi recalled that it seemed that this was really happening. She was still very surprised at the time, why Lin Yun had to go and see the stone tablet.
Lin Yun said: "This is its blood in his heart."
"ah?"
Ji Zixi and Li Feibai shouted softly at the same time.
Lin Yun looked at the head under his feet and whispered: "You are not willing to accept it, the divine fire that is being protected by people who are colluding with foreign races, right?"
He was asking about the flame dragon under his feet, but the flame dragon was only bones left.
Li Feibai and Ji Zixi were both extremely surprised. I don’t know how many years this ancient flame dragon has been dead, so how could he hear Lin Yun’s question?
But the two women could not see it. The moment Lin Yun finished speaking, an invisible tear fell from the eyes of the flame dragon bones.
It is the companion of the God of Destruction, the bloodline of the true dragon. In ancient times, it could fight against foreign gods across Kunlun.
It remembers the smile of the God after his death. The God fought for life and died to protect Kunlun, and he would never regret it even if he died.
It inherits the promise of yours and keeps it forever.
It is the most trusted existence of the God of Nirvana. It promised to protect everything left by this God, and it promised...
"Don't give up? Then come back to life!"
Lin Yun looked solemn, leaned down and sank down. As his long hair flew, he slapped the fire dragon's head with a palm, and the dragon's blood in his palm continued to penetrate.