Five hundred and seventieth chapters strength soared
Chapter 577
Looking at the animal skin paper in the vast flames on the underground palace altar, Lin Yun's heart was pounding, and it took him a while to calm down.
As the power in the divine pattern spread quietly in this space, the soul seal in Lin Yunxuan Palace trembled, absorbing all the breath coming from the divine pattern.
Immediately, Lin Yun felt that his soul mark had grown a lot invisibly, and a hot feeling spread within his body.
In just an instant, Lin Yun's internal organs, flowing blood, and skin on his body began to feel faintly hot.
"this……"
Lin Yun clenched his palms tightly, with a look of deep surprise in his eyes.
Just in the depths of the space illuminated by the divine patterns, his soul power and true energy are faintly increasing, which seems quite mysterious. For Lin Yun who is stuck in the Yinxuan realm and has reached perfection, it can be said that it is a blessing after a long drought.
For wonderful.
Mo Ling glanced at him and said with a smile: "You can feel it, the fire attribute power contained in this divine pattern is quite majestic. It is like the sun, nourishing this space. Even if you don't do anything, you can be here
Obtain a lot of overflowing true energy, soul power and physical body, and they can all be tempered at the same time."
"It's really mysterious."
Lin Yun had a smile on his face and responded softly.
"Although the power of this divine pattern is extremely mysterious, you should also feel that you cannot stay here for a long time. It is easy to get burned over time. Don't get too close. If you are not strong enough, it will turn into ashes in an instant.
The power of this divine pattern is quite overbearing and does not distinguish between friend and foe."
Mo Ling looked solemn and said seriously.
Lin Yun nodded. He could feel that the other party was indeed not lying.
"This jade slip is for you. You are here to observe and learn. If you can't bear it, quit and don't be brave."
Mo Ling handed his jade slip to Lin Yun, and after some serious instructions, slowly left.
Soon, Lin Yun was the only one left in the empty space.
Looking down the steps at his feet and towards the flames on the underground palace altar, Lin Yun looked very solemn.
When he raised his legs and stepped down, he suddenly felt that his body suddenly sank. The steps leading to the underground palace had great pressure, making people carry green mountains on their backs.
Under such pressure, Lin Yun was struggling, and every step he took was extremely difficult. Gritting his teeth, he used the Purple Kite Sword Technique to the extreme. Lin Yun resisted the pressure and walked down the stairs step by step.
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Lin Yun walked for nearly half an hour for a distance of less than a kilometer, sweating profusely and almost exhausted.
The moment he finally set foot on the underground palace, the pressure suddenly increased. Lin Yun made a plop and knelt on one knee on the ground.
Scanning his eyes in all directions, the power of the divine patterns that permeated the underground palace had condensed into substance and turned into a pale yellow gas, containing indescribable terrifying pressure.
This was just the edge. Lin Yun estimated that he was still about a thousand feet away from the altar. Within a hundred feet of the altar, the core area was glowing with golden light, like a golden lake formed by burning flames.
No wonder Mo Ling said that if Mo Ran comes close, he will be burned to ashes in an instant.
The ancient divine patterns are indeed a bit unbelievable and contain too many mysteries. It is hard to imagine that the golden age of martial arts would suddenly be destroyed, leaving only pieces of ancient ruins for future generations to admire.
call!
Exhaling a long stale breath, Lin Yun gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, standing up with great difficulty.
"I can't move forward. My physical body is amazing. If it were someone else with my level of cultivation, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to get out of the steps, right here.
Just practice and observe..."
Lin Yun's eyes were fixed on the animal skin paper in the center of the altar flame through the dark red air current that filled the air.
The ancient animal skin paper was imprinted with mysterious golden lines, which were obscure and difficult to understand. Suddenly, he felt a wave of destructive power rushing towards him. The mysterious lines seemed like a purgatory composed of golden flames.
, wanting to devour and refine the human heart.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun felt that he could no longer hold on and quickly closed his eyes.
After calming down for a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes did not dare to focus on the altar rashly. The young man's brows wrinkled slightly.
"This divine pattern is quite similar to the sword that the man in blue used to break the painting. If I can not be afraid of the power of this divine pattern, I will definitely be able to withstand the sword that broke the painting. Don't worry, it's everywhere here.
You can refine the power of the divine pattern first, and then try it again after improving your soul power..."
At that moment, Lin Yun was sitting cross-legged, his mind moving slightly, and a silver purple kite flower bloomed from the ground. The power of divine patterns that filled the surrounding area suddenly surged forward.
boom!
As the powerful power of divine patterns poured into his body, Lin Yun's physical body suddenly vibrated. The surging power of divine patterns was like molten lava condensed by flames, penetrating into his limbs, bones, internal organs, and all his skin.
Fiery red, he could clearly feel that the true energy, soul power, bones, and flesh were absorbing the power of these divine patterns crazily and greedily at this time.
Like a moth rushing to the flame, he rushes without regard for his own safety.
The burning pain immediately spread throughout the body. Even if you don't do anything here, you will still feel pain, let alone such a crazy power to swallow the divine patterns.
Buzz!
Under such violent power, the silver purple irises at Zi Mansion trembled, as if there were signs of a breakthrough.
Lin Yun's heart suddenly moved, and he was overjoyed.
This Purple Kite Sword Technique has been stuck at the ninth level peak, but it has been quite a long time, and even the Xuanyin Flower that he once refined has not moved at all.
At the moment, it's like a sword that keeps trembling, which is really an unexpected surprise.
If he can take advantage of this opportunity to break through the Purple Kite Sword Art to the tenth level, there is no doubt that Lin Yun's strength will increase dramatically.
But at the same time, Lin Yun remembered Mo Ling's advice, don't wait too long at this moment, otherwise it will burn to ashes if you are not careful.
Once you are immersed in cultivation and completely forget yourself, you are likely to miss time.
Bet on it!
But in the blink of an eye, Lin Yun had a decision in his heart. If he could really break through, the power of the tenth level of Ziyuan Sword Technique would be able to suppress the violent power of the divine pattern and protect his body from being covered.
Moreover, his Dragon Elephant Combat Body Technique has already reached its peak, and it is not comparable to the physical bodies of those mysterious masters.
Once you miss this opportunity, you don't know how long it will take.
The more advanced the Purple Kite Sword Technique is, the more terrifying its power becomes. The ninth level of the Sword Technique is at its peak, allowing him to compete with a minor in the Yangxuan Realm. If the Sword Technique breaks through to the tenth level, his Purple Yuan Sword Power will be able to compete with a Dacheng in the Yangxuan Realm.
I'm afraid it won't be so strenuous.
"Then try your best to win here!"
Paying attention, Lin Yun no longer hesitated at all. The silver purple kites in the Zi Mansion suddenly bloomed, engulfing the power of the divine pattern continuously and crazily.
In the empty underground palace, Lin Yun sat cross-legged, continuously refining the power of the divine patterns that filled the place.
Boom!
Under his crazy refining, the flame breath derived from the power of divine patterns exploded one after another, erupting with bursts of thunderous noises. As time passed, at some point, Lin Yun's body was bathed in a golden color.
in the flames.
From a distance, it looks like a sword bathed in divine light, with an indescribable edge permeating its entire body.
He is like a sword embryo, being tempered by the flames, and it also comes from the power of fire-attribute divine patterns from ancient times. In the flames, crisp sword chants are heard from time to time, and the silvery purple flower in the Zifu in the body
The iris flower is bright and shining.
Every time it shines, it's like the blade of the sword is swallowing cold light, erupting with an astonishing momentum. Under this cold light, even the core area around the altar, the lake of golden flames, is rippled.
Click!
In the shining light, the purple kite flower in Zi Mansion erupted with a shocking sword sound, and the bottleneck of the ninth level of sword art was finally broken. The silver purple kite flower grew to eighty-two at this moment, although there was only one more.
The cold light that filled the purple kite flower had undergone earth-shaking changes.
In the blink of an eye, boundless coldness swept out, extinguishing the blazing golden flames on his body.
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief. If this sword technique could no longer break through, his physical body would really be unable to bear it.
With the blessing of the eighty-two purple kites, the silver essence in the Zi Mansion filled the whole body with a single thought. The fierce momentum and sword-like sharpness were more than twice as strong as before.
Not only that, when Lin Yun's true essence, which had been condensed by the Qiankun Biyun Pill, was supplemented by the power of these divine patterns, it became vast and thick again. After going back and forth like this, his cultivation base suddenly became like a mountain.
As thick as that.
If you think about it carefully, he entered the Zi Mansion and reached the extremely exaggerated perfection of the Yin Xuan realm in just two months.
With such a heaven-defying progress in cultivation, even with the Ziyuan Sword Jue in charge, there are still quite a lot of hidden dangers to be honest. In the path of cultivation, one is most afraid of rushing forward in a hurry and going astray, but now such hidden dangers have been completely eliminated.
If I activate the Purple Kite Sword Technique again, I can at least reverse eight turns, or even nine turns, which may not be impossible.
Lin Yun's closed eyes slowly opened, and in an instant, two bright lights suddenly shot out like sword rays, tearing apart the power of divine patterns that filled the air.
In just a moment, this brilliant light quickly dissipated, but the sharpness deep in his eyes lingered.
Buzz!
Lin Yun stood up slowly. The majestic pressure he felt before was obviously much lighter. The moment he stood up, a crisp sword sound came from his body at the same time. It was extremely light. That sword sound was the sword sound.
After the tenth stage of the art, the petals at Zifu radiate out when they touch each other.
Along with these continuous sword sounds, the true energy in Lin Yun's body boiled and surged.
"The Ziyuan Sword Technique is indeed powerful!"
Lin Yun clenched his five fingers, feeling the power coming from the Zi Mansion, with a sharp edge in his eyes. This breakthrough in the Zi Yuan Sword Technique not only made his own true energy a step further, but also made the soul seal in the mysterious Xuan Palace powerful.
Many, many.
Invisibly, the sword power contained in his eyes increased dramatically.
His eyes swept over and landed on the animal skin in the flames of the altar. He remained unafraid and stared at the lines imprinted on it. However, after a moment, the mysterious lines once again evolved into a terrifying purgatory composed of golden flames, accompanied by
The power of destroying heaven and earth rolled in, and it seemed that even his soul could be burned out.
But this time, Lin Yun did not close his eyes, and the sword power that lingered deep in his eyes suddenly burst out.
Click!
This terrifying purgatory was forcibly cut into a crack by the power of the sword. The corners of Lin Yun's mouth turned up slightly, and he slowly walked towards the altar.
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