Lin Yun sat cross-legged, looking at the drop of dragon blood ahead, thinking about something.
The essence and blood, the size of rice grains, contain amazing energy. Such amazing power can make people feel shocked by just one look.
“Huh?”
A strange color suddenly flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, looking a little surprised.
In the four directions of the essence and blood, a vague aura wrapped it in it. Even if you don’t look carefully, you can’t feel it even if you put the essence and blood in the palm of your hand.
After thinking for a while, Lin Yun estimated that this mysterious aura might be a protective film.
I just thought that in order to prevent the evaporation of the medicinal power, I would apply a layer of beeswax on the surface to prevent contact with the air. After all, in addition to spiritual energy, there are also many filthy air in the air, which causes the loss of medicinal power to be small, which damages the medicinal properties of the medicinal medicine.
The magic pill may become this murderous poison.
As for the blood of the dragon in front of you, it must be some means to preserve it from ancient times to the present.
call out!
A sperm of sperm flashed suddenly in Lin Yun's eyes, and his right hand placed on his knees bounced his fingers. A silver sword light pierced through the void and flew towards the blood of Canglong.
When the sword light was about to stab the Canglong blood, something strange happened. The sword light was swallowed by the invisible conjunctiva around the Canglong blood, and then burned into a ball of silver flame.
When the true energy in the sword light was burned out, the blood of the dragon quietly floated in front of him, as if nothing had happened.
"Something interesting..."
Lin Yun whispered to himself, it seemed that it would take some effort to refine the Canglong blood.
clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!
His mind moved slightly, and in the blink of an eye, wisps of silver sword light kept stabbing. But without exception, they all started to burn as soon as they approached, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword lights were all lost.
"No?"
Lin Yun frowned slightly and snorted coldly in his heart. He didn't believe that even this conjunctiva could not be broken.
boom!
The peak and perfect foundation of innate sword intent, with a loud sword sound rising in Lin Yun's body, resounding across the sky, clouds moving around the world, and the world lost its color.
The young man suddenly felt a huge pressure, and the sword intent blended with the sky. There seemed to be great power between his hair and light dance, which affected the movements of the wind and fire within a radius of ten miles.
Scream! Scream!
Waiting for the vast and sharp sword power, the blood of the Canglong in front of Lin Yun trembled violently. The next moment, a black flame burned, and the mysterious conjunctiva wrapped in the blood of the Canglong was being destroyed little by little under the pressure of the peak and perfect innate sword intent.
Rumble!
As the black flames burned, endless thunder clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, and under the agitation of strong winds. In the blink of an eye, the top of the mountain was dark, and from time to time, amazing lightning broke through the sky.
"What did this kid gain from the Star Lord's ancient tomb?"
In the distance, the old ghost Youyun, hiding in the dark, looked at the strange phenomenon on the top of the mountain and his face became completely solemn. A deep look of greed flashed in the depths of his eyes.
I thought this kid had just obtained the Star Bead, but now it seems that his gains are probably quite amazing.
He didn't care much about the Tianxing Pearl at that time. He had already passed the Yin-Yang Realm. If he could get it, he could only exchange other valuable treasures that could help him to advance to Tianso.
But the fool could see such a strange phenomenon in front of him. The things Lin Yun refined were extremely amazing.
"No matter what you are, you will know clearly if you kill you later."
The old ghost Youyun showed a cold face, and the murderous intent surged in his eyes was even more ferocious.
Lin Yun was cautious enough. After he healed his injury, he had been practicing for half a month before he began to refine the blood of Canglong. Unfortunately, when he met this old ghost Youyun, he chose to assassinate Lin Yun with his perfect cultivation level of Yin and Yang realm.
Such a temperament is like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness, and it is completely unprepared for it.
Now he is concentrating on refining the blood of the Canglong. No matter how vigilant he is, he will distract himself from his mind. If he wants to prevent the sneak attack of the old ghost Youyun, there is almost no possibility, and nine out of ten lives will die.
But something strange happened. The smile on your face froze just after taking a step.
The falling soles were taken back little by little.
The moment he raised his foot, a sneer rang in his ear, and the smile was completely unrecognizable, which scared him to death.
He withdrew his feet, his perception emanated, his eyes wandering around, desperately searching for the person who wanted to find this laugh.
But there was no trace at all. The laughter just now was right in his ears. At a distance of closeness, he could explore his perfect Yin-Yang Realm and find nothing.
Hallucination?
In a state of surprise, the old ghost Youyun's eyes flashed, and his feet retracted and stepped out again.
"snort!"
But as soon as he stepped out, a cold snorted sound, which scared him and shook his mind.
What kind of cultivation is this? Even the terrifying strong man in the Tianpo Realm cannot hide his breath in front of him. Moreover, he has never fought with the powerful man in the Tianpo Realm. He can save his life by relying on the ghost methods.
The more you thought about it, the more terrifying the old ghost Youyun became, the cold sweat on his forehead kept falling.
Damn it...
Which god did you offend?
"Previous...sen, who is the master?"
The old ghost Youyun offended many people in his early years, and suddenly, he became inexplicably frightened in his heart.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you can't move this person... Although I don't like this guy, it's not your turn to do it!"
An old voice echoed around, and the old ghost Youyun was completely panicked. At this moment, he felt that the mysterious man in the dark seemed to be everywhere, and no matter where he turned, there was the other person.
"I'm leaving now, and I swear I'll never attack this person again."
In panic, the old ghost Youyun responded in a deep voice.
"It's late."
Responding to him was a ruthless and cold voice, with faint ripples appearing in all directions. The old ghost Youyun opened his eyes and found in horror that the ancient tree supporting the sky in his vision had been twisted for no reason.
Deep in this twisted space
, unable to move, and I suddenly felt extremely frightened.
Bang!
Before he could react, starlight suddenly bloomed in the distorted space of all things. Then a hand fell on his head, and his body instantly softened and turned into a bullet of blood.
call out!
When the master of the hand completely appeared, the spaces in all directions returned to Qingming, and an old man in mai walked out.
In Youzhou, the old ghost Youyun, who is quite famous, died so cowardly.
If Lin Yun were here, he might have some impression of this old man. On the day when Su Ziyao ascended the throne in the Great Qin Palace that day, he was like a mountain in front of Su Ziyao.
With the help of raising his hand, there was an invisible palm that shattered Lin Yun's sword force, knocking him down from the ten thousand steps several times, in a messy and miserable manner.
Wow!
At this moment, many terrifying lights suddenly rose from the dead blood of the old ghost in Heiyun. The lights were like evil spirits and evil spirits in hell, with great force and terrifying power. Others would be scared to death when they saw the old man. But the evil ghost, when they saw the old man, was immediately scared and screamed sharply and scattered.
"Evil cultivator of ghost realm? There are quite a few evil spirits that this old guy has refined during his lifetime..."
The old man in Mai looked at it casually, waved his long sleeves, and the many resentful souls instantly turned into ashes. He stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the mountaintop in the distance, covering Lin Yun with lightning flashing around him.
When he saw the burning black flames in front of him, his eyes immediately flashed with a strange color.
"Nether Fire?"
The old man in Mai was a little surprised that such a strange thing could be seen here. The Netherworld Fire is a flame between the virtual and the real, and is a rather rare strange fire.
What is in the flame?
The old man in Mai who was not planning to stay for a long time suddenly became interested and looked at him. The scene dozens of miles away suddenly became clear in his eyes.
"Crayon Dragon Blood!"
The old man in Mai shouted softly and realized it just now.
This kid is also a strange man. He actually destroyed this fire with his peak and perfect sword intent. But after thinking about it, with his cultivation level, he probably has no other way, so he can only do so recklessly.
What's the name? It seems to be Lin Yun, right... It's true that at such an age, being able to cultivate sword intent to such a state is indeed a bit extraordinary.
The old man thought to himself, looking at the young man shrouded by thunder clouds, and his serious face actually had a little more appreciation.
"But this is a drop of pure dragon blood, so the dragon's power is so fierce. If you don't use external objects and don't have the help of elders, it would be a bit difficult to refine and accommodate it with his body."
The old man in Mai who was observing secretly seemed to have forgotten to leave, and a strong interest arose in his eyes.
Can this kid really subdue this drop of Canglong blood?
With his current cultivation level, it is definitely incredible.
The old man in Mai whispered, but for some reason, he felt that something unexpected happened.
"Let's take a look. What kind of ability is your love thread that cannot be cut off even by the most outstanding saint in the Dixuan Palace!"
The old man in Mai looked stern and made up his mind to not leave for the time being.