He stretched out his hand and raised it fiercely upward.
A dazzling holy light bloomed in the altar, and in the majestic light, a sword slowly appeared.
"Listen to the snow!"
Lin Yun took the knife over and found the word "Tingxue" on the handle, as well as an ancient mark.
"Let me see..."
Xiao Bingfeng stepped forward, took the holy weapon over, and said a little regretfully: "There is no weapon spirit, but it is still a thousand-marked holy weapon, eh?"
Lin Yun took away the Star God Pill as a sacrifice and got another one million Star God Pill.
Seeing Xiao Bingfeng's complicated expression, he asked: "What's wrong?"
"I seem to know who they are..." Xiao Bingfeng said sadly.
"who?"
Lin Yun was puzzled, Xiao Bingfeng was talking about those demon zombies.
"They should be the descendants of certain branches of Longmen. This sword may have been prepared for the divine war back then. Unfortunately, they all died before you even unsheathed it for you." Xiao Bingfeng held Tingxue's sword in her arms, her voice low and soft.
said.
Lin Yun knew about the battle between ancient gods.
That divine war destroyed the Golden Age, and the Dragon Age entered a long period of darkness and turmoil. It was not until the Nine Emperors came out that the chaos ended.
"Lin Yun, can you give me this knife?" Xiao Bingfeng raised her head and looked at Lin Yun.
Lin Yun looked down and saw that there was a huge height gap between the two of them. Looking at each other like this, the little ice phoenix looked pitiful, like a snow-like lotus blooming in front of him.
The emperor was very sad.
Lin Yun thought to himself, he smiled and said softly: "Of course, if you like it, just tell me. No matter what, we will win the battle between gods, so the Emperor should not be too sad."
"Did you really win?"
Xiao Bingfeng held Tingxue Dao and whispered, she was very suspicious.
"We have won many times, but that time..."
Xiao Bingfeng showed a look of reminiscence. She seemed to have returned to ancient times. She said with a complex and somewhat sad expression: "That time, many of us made an agreement to go to the Battle of Gods to guard Kunlun. I remember I promised someone, but I didn't.
Qu Cheng, I don’t know what the final outcome of the divine war will be.”
Lin Yun knew that she had been sleeping for too long and had forgotten many things. Today, she was moved by the scene and seemed to be recalling some past events.
"We have made a covenant since the birth of the era. We have won many times. I remember that we have been waiting for someone. But Ziyuan told me that that person can't come back..."
Xiao Bingfeng looked at Tingxue Dao in her arms and talked to herself, intermittently.
"Who is that person?"
Lin Yun was curious in his heart, who was worthy of all the powerful men in a golden age to join the covenant and wait together.
Xiao Bingfeng shook his head and said nothing.
Lin Yun did not ask further questions, but softly consoled him: "Since he said he would come back, then he will definitely come back."
"Maybe."
Xiao Bingfeng smiled and came back from the depressed mood just now.
Boom, boom, boom!
At this moment, there were footsteps, and Lin Yun and Xiao Bingfeng looked at each other.
The people from the three super sects came very quickly. It seemed that they were lucky and did not choose to give birth.
"Walk!"
Lin Yun stopped wasting his time and called out to the little thieving cat, who was still collecting treasures, and walked towards the fourth floor of the underground palace.
boom!
But who would have known that the entrance to the fourth floor of the underground palace was actually like a bottomless pit. Lin Yun felt that his body was falling continuously, and all kinds of exercises could not be operated. Even if he wanted to spread the Golden Crow wings, he could not do it.
He reached out and took the little ice phoenix and the thieving cat into his arms.
No matter what, with his body that is comparable to the Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact, he can only break a layer of skin without suffering serious damage.
Bang!
When Lin Yun's feet were firmly planted, the ground shook violently. He looked around and found that he was in an extremely vast underground world.
The underground palace above our heads is almost as far away as the sky.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Yun knelt down on one knee and asked the little Bingfeng in his arms.
Little Bingfeng nodded, stretched out her hand and said, "There!"
Lin Yun stood up and looked up. At the end of his field of vision stood an altar thousands of feet high. In the altar, an old man in black was sitting cross-legged.
He exuded a deathly aura, and a terrifying coercion enveloped the space, releasing an extremely rich black magic light.
Half Saint!
Lin Yun frowned slightly, feeling an aura more terrifying than the realm of life and death on the old man.
The source of the great saint must at least be in the realm of life and death before it can be refined, and even the saint can be perfectly refined, but the source of the semi-saint does not have so many restrictions.
It can be refined in the divine elixir realm, and with the background of an extraordinary monster, it can even be refined perfectly.
This semi-holy source has a fatal attraction to any extraordinary monster.
Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly. Even though he was only in the Galaxy realm, he still found it difficult to resist the temptation.
He suddenly thought of something and muttered: "If these people were heroes in life, wouldn't it be bad if we had to kill them again?"
Xiao Bingfeng shook his head and said: "Being infected by demonic energy is more uncomfortable for them than dying."
If one day Lin Yun himself was infected by the demonic energy and turned into a demonic zombie, which would in turn harm his own people.
He must have hoped to be freed as soon as possible. Thinking of this, Lin Yun felt relieved, but he still bowed as a sign of respect.
"I'm offended."
Lin Yun whispered something, released his sword intention and the power of the blue dragon, and stepped closer to the altar against the opponent's demonic power.
The half-saint on the altar seems to have some kind of will that can still deter evil spirits after death.
He didn't seem to have completely transformed into Demon Zombie. When Lin Yun saw this, he didn't release the Divine Sky Sword Intent rashly, fearing that something bad would happen.
Bang!
Just when Lin Yun was about to approach the altar, a loud noise came from behind him and the ground shook slightly.
Someone is coming again!
Lin Yun turned around and saw a man squatting on a boulder with a horizontal knife in his hand. He had short white hair that was very eye-catching.
The person who came was not a disciple of the three super sects, but a stranger whom I had never seen before.
But when the other party stood up and Lin Yun's eyes fell on that white hair, he suddenly said: "It's you!"
He recognized this person. It was said that the holy medicine that was born on the Jianzong Island was snatched away by a white-haired young man.
Lin Yun had a strong intuition in his heart that the white-haired young man was the white-haired swordsman in front of him.
Even the seal at the entrance to the underground palace was opened by this person, and he was always walking in front. However, his feng shui was not as good as that of Xiao Bingfeng, and he was caught up by Lin Yun on the third floor, so he was one step behind Lin Yun.
"You know me?"
The white-haired swordsman was very surprised, with a look of doubt in his eyes. Could it be that the person wearing the silver moon mask was an acquaintance?
That mask seems to come from the Mo family, maybe it is possible.
"I don't know you, but you stole the Sword Sect's holy medicine. I've heard of you even if I don't know you."
Lin Yun said calmly.
The white-haired swordsman was relieved and did not deny that he was the one who stole the holy medicine. He said softly: "I want what is on the altar."
Wow!
After saying that, he spread his arms on the boulder, holding a knife in one hand, and flew towards the altar with lightning speed against the demonic power released by the semi-saint.
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with a strange color, and his hands condensed the Golden Crow Seal, no longer retaining his strength.
Golden light bloomed from his body, a pair of golden crow wings suddenly flew out, and his speed surged out of thin air like a giant.
two persons
The shadows in the void each evolved into two beams of light. From a distance, they looked like one golden and one white, and the two beams of light kept spreading.
After approaching the altar, two beams of light soared up, changing and intertwining.
Whoosh!
In a flash of lightning, the two of them landed on the altar almost at the same time.
The altar was very large, and the two of them looked extremely small standing on it. The strong wind was howling, and the demonic power was surging, constantly blowing their hair.
"It looks like we have to fight."
The white-haired swordsman looked up and spoke softly.
"What if?"
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, showing no fear.
After finally getting here, asking him to give up the treasures on the altar for nothing, how is that possible!
The white-haired swordsman did not draw his sword. The electric light flashed on his body, he stepped forward and punched out.
The roc spreads its wings and hates the sky for being too low!
The so-called big roc rises with the wind in one day and soars up to the ninth level of the sky. It only regrets that the sky and the earth are not enough to fly. When the white-haired swordsman came to kill him, there was an extremely huge divine bird behind him, casting a huge shadow and a vast and endless wave.
The majestic power surges between heaven and earth.
A strange light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and the Holy Spirit turned out to be Kunpeng.
The golden crow spreads into the sky, and the silver phoenix transforms into the earth.
Sun and Moon Divine Fist, heaven and earth are of one heart!
Without any time to think about it, Lin Yun used the Divine Fist of the Sun and Moon, and the golden crow and silver phoenix burst out from his body. He stretched out his hand to grab the picture-scroll-like heaven and earth in his palm, and punched it forward.
Bang!
The two fists made a loud noise, and they fought fiercely on the altar.
The Holy Spirits clashed with each other at the same time, visions were mixed between heaven and earth, and various rays of light were constantly released.
Whoosh!
When the vision dissipated, the two of them took a few steps back, a look of surprise flashing in their eyes.
Lin Yun looked solemn, feeling that the opponent's strength was not weaker than the super sect's extraordinary destiny at all, and he was an extremely rare and powerful opponent.
Whoops!
In just a moment, the two of them were fighting together again, each fighting with their own bodies.
Suddenly, dragons roared everywhere on the altar, wind and thunder roared, and hundreds of moves were exchanged in the blink of an eye. Every punch was like two giant dragons colliding, and extremely terrifying waves erupted on the altar.
When the two pulled apart again, they still couldn't tell the winner.
Purple gold dragon patterns bloomed on Lin Yun's body. What is the origin of this guy? His physical body is actually so powerful.
After being promoted to the Innate Blue Dragon Holy Body, Lin Yun had never met anyone among his peers who could physically compete with him.
The white-haired young man frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and quietly grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand.
Wow!
In an instant, the man's momentum changed dramatically, the edge on his body became extremely sharp, and his sight was like a sharp blade piercing the void.
Lin Yun's hair stood on end instantly, like awns on his back, and he felt an aura of extreme danger.
The opponent clearly did not draw his sword, but the figures in his field of vision became blurred and overlapped.
There are countless figures rising out of thin air, evolving into various different knife trajectories. Every knife is difficult to resist, and every knife is unfathomable.
But when I looked closely, I saw that the other party had not actually moved.
This is neither an illusion nor reality, but it is difficult to distinguish reality from reality and cannot be understood.
"Before I draw my sword, you still have a chance to give up." The slightly cold voice of the white-haired swordsman came over.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed the funeral flower that flew out of the sword box. With a smile on his lips, he muttered: "Before I draw my sword, you have a chance to give up."
He was very nervous, but also very excited.
It would be too naive for the white-haired young man to think that he could be scared by this.
[The third chapter has been delivered. I still owe everyone thirty-nine chapters. The white-haired young man who was foreshadowed earlier appears. Guess who he is? 】