In the secret realm of purple kite, Xiao Bingfeng and the Thieves Cat awakened. After refining the sanctuary of the Dragon, the strength has made great breakthroughs.
It is the most obvious with a small thief. It directly reaches the realm of the semi -saint.
There was a terrible coercion on his body, and he had a deep unpredictable taste, which made Lin Yun quite surprised and envious.
The little thief cat with the blood of Taikoo Alien is still too cheap in cultivation.
Every time the blood awakens, it will bring great improvement in strength. This improvement is extremely scary.
However, Tiandao is also fair. Although the cultivation of ancient beasts is fast, the realization of the rule of the Holy Taoism is far less than that of human monks. It can only make up for the talent talent.
In contrast, Xiao Bingfeng looks a lot low -key and restrained.
Her waist's long silver hair has retreated, and her silver is dissipated. It looks like a little longer, except that it is slightly longer.
It was only after Lin Yun's questioning. She is now a semi -holy realm, which is equivalent to Lin Yunxiu.
However, in this purple kite secret, you can use the two Supreme God patterns. It really does not really play ten Lin Yun as an opponent.
"Oh? Don’t you try it?"
Lin Yun smiled, eager to try.
Since the cultivation of the Ziyuan realm and grasping the rules of thunder and lightning, he has not really handled it with strong enemies.
During this period, the strength has improved too fast. In addition to cultivation, he also mastered the triple Tai Xuan Sword Code.
Under the overlapping of the two, how strong the strength is now, Lin Yun is not very easy to judge.
If he is the standard, his current strength is at least five times stronger than the Qinglong feast.
"Huh, the emperor still disdains you against you. In case you have not accepted it, you will kill you, your brother has to find me trouble."
But after really playing, after Xiao Bingfeng righteous, he immediately counseled.
Lin Yun was not surprised, his eyes fell on the little thief cat, and gave it a encouragement look.
"Hey, big brother, you know me, I am a cat, where do you match your opponent?" The little thief cat said back.
Just kidding, it doesn't want to be a sandbag now.
Lin Yun had no choice but to give up the idea of fighting.
In the next time, he retreats in the secret realm of Ziyu. While stabilizing the two kinds of holy road rules, he is familiar with the back and forth switch between the Tai Xuan Sword and the Dragon Phoenix Destroyer Sword.
Soon, the day of the ninth day is here.
Lin Yun, who closed his eyes and repaired, was awakened by a beautiful and crisp tune, and he slowly opened his eyes with his knees.
Hundreds of meters in front, Xiao Bingfeng was sitting on the sycamore god tree, blowing a leaf.
The hazy Shenghui blooms on Xiaobingfeng, making her stunning face, which looks very sweet. At a glance, she looks beautiful enough to suffocate.
Lin Yun was a little surprised. If this girl was quiet, she was quite temperament.
The wonderful music makes the Indus god tree very enjoyable. The trunk shakes slightly, and the branches are stretched, as if lying in the mother's arms.
Wait until the end, Shenghui lingers.
Several branches of the Indus god trees scratching Xiao Bingfeng with itching, and the girl smiled squeak on the tree. She looked happy and happy.
Lin Yun slowly walked over, and Xiao Bingfeng and Indus gods fell down.
"What do you stare at the emperor and look at your eyes." Xiao Bingfeng was always stared at by Lin Yun, and he was embarrassed and said fiercely.
Lin Yun laughed: "You seem to look good today than ever."
Xiao Bingfeng heard the words and laughed: "Huh, the emperor didn't look good someday, think of that year ..."
She was thinking about how she was that year, but Lin Yun's gaze was on the Indus god tree. At a glance, the sycamore god tree had been ten meters long.
Lin Yun was so emotional, and whispered: "At the beginning, it was still a slap -sized tree seedlings. In a blink of an eye, it was so old for so many years."
"That's good care of this emperor."
Xiao Bingfeng proudly said.
Lin Yun touched her head and laughed: "You have grown up, so many years in blink, you will not cry in the future."
"No, right, right, you hold this Shenye."
Xiao Bingfeng handed the green Shenye in his hand to Lin Yun, and whispered: "This is what Xiao Wutong has given you. She thank you very much.
Lin Yun took it a little surprise and looked at it, and found that it was really extraordinary.
Looking at the Indus god tree immediately, he laughed: "Thank you."
The Indus god tree seems to be very happy, shaking the branches slightly, as if he is saying not to thank or not.
"It's time to go."
Lin Yun, who was waiting for in the secret realm of Zitu, was very calm during this time, and unknowingly came to the day of the ninth day.
After leaving the courtyard, Zi Leifeng stayed with Zi Leifeng's elite disciples to Tiandao Square, which is the ancient square that once held the Saint Ceremony.
Soon, they came to the square.
There are many different types of monsters around the altar on the square. After the ceremony is officially started, the blood stains will be performed to communicate the ancient ancestor of Tiandao Zong.
Tiandao was born in a very distant era. The ancient sages have produced many powerful gods.
Even if these gods have already fallen, they have left in the world. They can wake them up by sacrifice and ceremonies, which are the ancestors of the ancestors.
There are also some saying that some gods have not really fallen, they still live in other places.
The holding of the ceremony allows them to successfully descend the gods and guides the younger generation.
In addition, there is an extremely magnificent array, with a large number of sanctuary. The array node is erected with an ancient sacred sword, exuding a horrible breath.
Lin Yun saw it at a glance that this should be the formation of the emperor sword.
However, according to Zi Lei Ban Sheng, this ritual is only symbolic. For the recall of the emperor sword, Tiandao Sect has no hope.
At this moment, the sky has just been lit, but the disciples of the seventy -two peaks and the two palaces and three houses have already gathered below the square.
Over time, the adults on the square gradually increased.
Tiaoyang Palace, the palace owner of the Daoyang Palace, the two great saints with the highest status of Tiandao Zong, led many sanctified strong people to the altar to sit down.
Almost all of the holy realm of Tiandao Sect are here.
All kinds of big characters who are rare on weekdays appear above the altar, the Xuan Girls Institute, the Holy Spirit Academy, and the three presidents of Youlan Yuan all arrived in Qi.
In addition to the Holy Realm strong, there are several saints and saints who can stay on the altar.
Lin Yun saw Daoyang Son, Bai Shuying, Xin Yan, Wang Muyi, and the mysterious Holy Spirit.
If he promised to be the Saints of Purple Thunder, he could also sit in the place where the altar was high and accepted the attention of the saints of all saints.
Soon, other guests came one by one.
Lin Yun was surprised. The battle of this festival was really big.
Shendao Pavilion, Wan Lei, Mingzong, Tianyanzong, and other five holy places in Shandong Waste, all of which have the strong in the sanctuary to bring a team to congratulate, and some younger generations have also followed.
Among them, the high status, such as the little princess Ji Zixi, the princess of Shenhuang Mountain, can sit side by side with the Son of Tiandao Sect.
Lin Yun suddenly discovered that in the most noble seat, a person's head was tightly covered with his head.
"Who is this person?"
Lin Yun asked Zi Leifeng.
The position of this person is very distinguished. In addition to the Lord of Tianyin Palace and Qianyu Dasheng, his position is tied with Tianxuan Sword Saint and Jingchen Dasheng.
There is no qualifications, and it is quite difficult to sit at this position.
"I don't know, it should be a very distinguished guest, otherwise I can't sit in that position." Zi Lei Ban Sheng couldn't see a reason.
At noon, the Lord of the Tianshan Palace and Qian Yu Dasheng Qian gave it up, and eventually chaired the ceremony by Qianyu Dasheng.
The annual festival of Tiandao Sect has officially started.
With the order of Qian Yu, those who were worshiped by Tiandao Sect began to perform ancient sacrifice music.
With the Holy Sound of various instrument ensembles, Qianyu Dasheng began to recite the sacrifice.
The festival ceremony was held step by step, and the monsters locked in the altar were beheaded one by one, and blood continued to flow towards the altar.
Boom!
The altar made a shocking noise, and then an ancient light erupted from the altar.
This light pillar rushed away, like an ancient sacred sword, standing in the middle of Tianyin Mountain and Daoyang Mountain.
There are many sacred, vicissitudes and ancient voices when the sky gathered.
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Immediately afterwards, more than a hundred ancient bells that had been prepared on Tianyin Mountain and Daoyang Mountain were knocked at the same time.
The convergence of the sound of the avenue and the magnificent bells makes this world a violent shock.
There is a golden cloud on the sky that the golden clouds are constantly accumulating. It seems that there are really gods coming across time and space. Everyone feels majestic pressure and feels shocking.
Below the square, Lin Yun looked up and only felt a huge shock in his heart.
Is there really a god in the world?
Lin Yun was amazed, and this feeling was extremely mysterious.
Originally, he was quite disdainful of the so -called ancestors, but now he has changed a lot. There are indeed many mysterious power in the world.
On the square, other guests invited to see this scene are also quite shocking.
"This is the heritage of Tiandao Sect.
"I am afraid that Shenhuang Mountain can compare with them."
"How many ancestors of the ancestors can gather such a terrible golden cloud, the past of Tiandao Zong is really brilliant!"
"I can observe the festival, I will wait for this trip."
Just watching the golden clouds on the ferris can make many sanctuary strong.
Lin Yun listened to these arguments, and couldn't help looking forward to it.
Many sanctified strong people on the square are bathing in this glory, and they close their eyes to realize the light of the gods from the gods.
Lin Yun and others under the square did not have any insights in the practice except to feel the magnificent atmosphere. Their realm is still too low.
"Don't worry."
Zi Lei Ban Sheng laughed: "If you can compete for a quota on Jiufeng, you can also be incense on the altar to get the blessing of the gods.