Even if everyone in the world thinks that Yao Guang will definitely die, the sword in my hand will still prove who has the final say in this ancient realm.
The Sword Sect is immortal, and anyone who insults my master will surely die!
This is my way of swordsmanship.
After killing Xuan Feng and Chen Tao, Lin Yun felt greatly at ease, his thoughts became clear instantly, and he gained unprecedented peace of mind.
His swordsmanship became clearer, his will became firmer, and his desire for the sword had never been clearer than at this moment.
"Is this my kendo?"
Lin Yun left that area and sat cross-legged on the top of a barren mountain, muttering to himself.
His swordsmanship is not about killing, it is about protecting!
Protect the people I care about, protect the things I care about, and protect the justice and fairness in my heart.
For example, right now, to be more specific, it is to protect the Sword Sect, to protect the fellow Sword Sect members, and to protect the illustrious reputation that Master has gained over more than a thousand years.
Yes, this is my swordsmanship.
After Lin Yun's thoughts became clear, a faint smile appeared on his face, and then his eyes fell on the Canglong Sun and Moon Umbrella.
"This Canglong Sun and Moon Treasure Mountain is really powerful!"
Lin Yun sighed softly.
The Canglong Sun and Moon Treasure Umbrella has a forbidden existence. It is a sacred artifact of the Dragon Clan's Starry Sun in ancient times. It is very likely that it came from the Mo Clan.
It is a double-glory sacred instrument with sun rays and moon rays. There are only two different kinds of star rays, but the number of star rays is indeed extremely large. For example, sun rays, Lin Yun estimated that there are at least a thousand sun rays imprinted on the umbrella.
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The sun he activated before was only half, or less than half, at most.
As the ban is opened, the number of stars contained in it may continue to increase.
Of course, this is just Lin Yun's guess, and the exact details are not yet clear at the moment.
Triple ban, if you want to open the first level of ban, you may have to open Yueyao at the same time.
With only the sun and no moon, this umbrella should not be regarded as really shameless.
"This is good. My Burial Flower Sword is branded with golden rays, which requires sword intent and dragon essence to activate. The Canglong Sun and Moon Umbrella is marked with sun rays and moon rays, and only requires dragon patterns to activate. To put it bluntly, dragon patterns
It is the power born from blood, and the two complement each other, which is equivalent to me being able to use two Xingyao Sacred Artifacts."
Lin Yun whispered to himself, his eyes flashing.
Although the two have different focuses, it's really hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker.
So far, he has never fully activated Xing Yao of the Flower Burial Sword. Every time, he has exhausted a lot of dragon energy before reaching the limit.
"Ignore it for now, hurry up and advance to the third level of dragon vein!"
Lin Yun retracted his thoughts and said in a deep voice.
After arriving at this ancient battlefield, stimulated by various holy medicines and opportunities, everyone's cultivation levels skyrocketed crazily, at a terrifying speed that outsiders could not understand.
He now somewhat understands why the ancient battlefield is so important.
In such a precious land, Xuantian Sect always returns with great victory. It is strange that Xuantian Sect does not become stronger.
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with determination, he couldn't care less.
To be honest, he has not made much progress in this ancient battlefield. He is mainly resting on his laurels.
While other cultivation levels have progressed, and he is still standing still, that means he has become weaker!
This brought him a great sense of crisis. Who knows what kind of monster-like evildoers might exist in this ancient battlefield.
Just being in the top three of the Xuantian Sect's internal rankings is enough to put him under a lot of pressure.
"It's enough to attack the third level of Dragon Vein and the ground-swelling Golden Lotus, plus the holy medicine in Xuan Feng and Chen Tao's storage bracelets. The only thing I'm worried about is the Dragon Tribulation..."
Lin Yun frowned slightly.
Ancestor Black Turtle once said that his background is so amazing that his Dragon Tribulation is far more terrifying than ordinary people.
The dragon tribulation was a narrow escape, but Lin Yun's dragon tribulation would be even more terrifying.
"If it doesn't work, just use the Kuxuan secret key."
Lin Yun had an idea and used it as needed.
The Kuxuan Secret Key can still be used six times. With the power of the holy source left by the Great Sage Kuxuan, it should not be a big problem to withstand the third level of dragon tribulation.
My identity as a descendant of Nandi seems to be getting closer and closer.
Lin Yun thought of the words of Tianchi Shengjun, who said that he was a descendant of the Southern Emperor. At that time, he was noncommittal, neither denying nor admitting.
But what I am practicing now is the swordsmanship left by Nan Emperor, and the Ku Xuan secret key is the inheritance of Nan Emperor's disciple. It will be difficult not to admit it in the future.
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When Lin Yun attacked the third level of Dragon Vein, deep in the ancient battlefield, there was a valley filled with snowflakes. The people of the Sword Sect, led by Mu Xueqin and other saints, went deep into it little by little.
The Sword Sect disciples were lucky. After entering the ancient battlefield, most of them gathered within a month.
At this moment, they found a valley and were exploring it bit by bit.
There are ice and snow holy medicines in the valley, and you can vaguely see some ancient relics. If you are lucky enough, you may find an extremely extraordinary inheritance place.
At the front of the team, Mu Xueqin, Ye Ziling, and Zhao Yan were leading the way, while the other saints were responsible for supporting them.
I didn't see my senior brothers Gu Ruochen and Ye Qingxuan. They had a more important mission. They wanted to find the legendary Qinglong Temple.
For the sect, the temptation of the temple is always the greatest and most important existence.
Ye Qingxuan and Gu Ruochen are not here, and now the strongest members of the Sword Sect's team are Mu Xueqin and Ye Ziling.
However, in Mu Xueqin's perception, she was a little unable to see through Ye Ziling. The opponent's divine dragon sword body and Xue Yaohua bloodline seemed unfathomable.
Especially the Shenlong Sword Body, after breaking through the third level of Dragon Vein, Ye Ziling gave her an even more terrifying feeling.
In her hand, she also had the White Dragon Holy Sword that Lin Yun helped her capture at the Tianchi Grand Meeting. It was an extremely terrifying Xingyao Holy Artifact.
Her true strength far exceeds ordinary people's imagination.
Even in Mu Xueqin's perception, Ye Ziling's talent may not be much weaker than Lin Yun's, and her future achievements will never be lower.
It's just that Lin Yun was so bright that outsiders didn't pay much attention to Ye Ziling's existence. In fact, this may not be a bad thing.
As for Zhao Yan?
Mu Xueqin glanced at him and smiled bitterly.
The other person's eyes were always blank, and she was a little suspicious. The other person didn't look at the road at all, and just walked based on his feeling.
Half an hour later.
The vision in front of several people suddenly became wider, and a garden full of exotic flowers and plants appeared in everyone's sight.
This is amazing!
It was clearly a snowy valley, so cold that even those in the Dragon Vein Realm found it difficult to withstand it.
No one would be surprised if a holy elixir with snow attributes grew here, but in front of them, flowers were in full bloom, spring was in full bloom, and the heavy snow in the sky was still falling.
Those strange flowers that obviously cannot grow in the Snow Valley are blooming extremely beautifully.
The snowflakes fell on the petals and slowly melted after staying for a while, without accumulating on these strange flowers.
“How amazing!”
"What's going on in this valley?"
"Could it be that we really encountered an adventure? Is there any senior master who sat here and nourished these strange flowers and plants with his own holy source?"
"It's very possible! Otherwise, these flowers would have been frozen to death. Even if it is a holy medicine, it will be extremely difficult to grow if it is not old enough."
Many disciples of Jian Zong looked at the valley and looked very excited.
However, most of them did not move rashly. No one rushed towards the Baihua Valley in front of them, but their eyes fell on Mu Xueqin and the three people at the front.
Including Jin Xuanyi, Ji Shuxuan and others, there were no surprises.
Disciples of the Sword Sect are known for their unity outside, and Mu Xueqin has a high prestige. Without her speaking out, no one else would dare to act rashly.
Even if there are holy medicines everywhere in front of you!
"Junior sister Ye, what do you think?"
Mu Xueqin looked at Ye Ziling, who knew that he had the will of ice and thunder and should know more about the situation here than she did.
"This snow is a little weird."
Ye Ziling stretched out her hand and took a piece of snowflake.
The snowflakes fell on her white palms, looking extremely delicate, and then melted little by little.
When it is about to melt completely, a white light spot floats out from the snowflakes. The light spot emits a holy light and disappears in an instant.
"Um?"
A strange color flashed in Mu Xueqin's eyes. Could it be that there really is an ancient power sitting here?
"Why were there no weird snowflakes before, but weird ones appeared here? There may be another mystery in the depths of Baihua Valley." Mu Xueqin whispered her guess.
"Just go and take a look and you'll find out."
Ye Ziling said.
Mu Xueqin nodded, turned around and said, "Junior Brother Zhao, Junior Sister Ye and I will go take a look. I will leave the Junior Brothers and Sisters here to your care."
"Um."
Zhao Yan didn't nod and said calmly.
"Junior Brother Zhao?"
Mu Xueqin shouted again.
Zhao Yan seemed to be waking up from a dream and said in surprise: "Senior sister is calling me?"
Mu Xueqin gave a bitter smile. Even though she was not surprised, she still had a headache and said, "Look at me and speak."
There was nothing she could do, the other party wasn't looking at her, and she wasn't sure if the other party was really listening.
Among the many saints, apart from Ye Ziling, he is the strongest and there is no one else to choose from.
"There is something weird here. Junior Sister Ye and I will go take a look. You stay here and take care of the other disciples. Don't be in a daze." Mu Xueqin said softly.
"Is there something weird here? What's weird..."
Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses, his face showed embarrassment, he stopped mid-sentence and said: "Senior sister, don't worry, I will take care of the others."
He has been meditating on the Four Swords of Heaven and Earth left behind by Lin Yun, and now he has reached a critical moment, even while walking, he is meditating on them.
I was really distracted just now!
"You idiot."
Mu Xueqin smiled, looked at Ye Ziling and said, "Let's go."
The two of them stood side by side and walked towards the depths of the snow valley. The journey was smooth and smooth without encountering any obstacles.
On the way, the two chatted casually.
"I wonder how Junior Brother Lin is doing?"
Mu Xueqin said.
Ye Ziling was very calm and said: "You can't die. This guy has a lot of cards. I guess he must have gotten lost, so he didn't join us."
"get lost?"
Mu Xueqin was stunned for a while, then laughed and said, "I didn't expect Junior Sister Ye to be quite humorous."
Ye Ziling said: "No...it's not the first time he got lost."
Half an hour later, an ancient tree that stretched to the sky appeared in front of the two of them. It was an extremely ancient tree.
The fog at the top of the tree crown is as thick as a cloud. If you look carefully, you can see the faint light of thunder. The surface of the tree is imprinted with complex lines, exuding an endless dangerous atmosphere. At a glance, it seems that you are about to fall into it.
There is an old man sitting cross-legged under the tree. His holy bones are immortal, and even after he has died for a long time, the terrifying holy power still lingers.
"Someone is really sitting down."
Mu Xueqin said in shock.
Ye Ziling frowned slightly and said thoughtfully, "I'm afraid it's not that simple. Look, Senior Sister."
She pointed in a direction, and there were more than a dozen corpses lying in front of the old man, all of which were ancient corpses of demon spirits.
I don’t know how long those corpses have been dead, but you can still see a faint magic light, which is constantly being released from their bodies. There is a silver line between the eyebrows of many corpses, which looks noble and extraordinary.
