If you don’t draw the sword, you will lose instantly once you draw the sword.
No matter what advantage you have gained before, you will lose all of them in front of this sword, which would not be acceptable to anyone.
The Holy Son of Daoyang naturally couldn't help but be frustrated and smiled bitterly: "I know why you didn't draw the sword at the beginning."
Lin Yun thought for a while and explained: "Actually, it's not that exaggerating. If I really fight, I can't defeat you with just one sword."
"Although I haven't drawn a sword, I've always been observing your martial arts and the rules of the holy path. If you don't draw a sword, you'll have to. Once you draw a sword, all the flaws you found before will work."
To be honest, he almost fell into danger several times, and the devouring method of Daoyang's Holy Son still gave him a headache.
"Don't comfort me." Daoyang Shengzi smiled and said, "I can see that your sword is simply indescribable. The Firefly God Sword seems to be melted into your soul. I can no longer see its original shadow.
”
Lin Yun did not comment and smiled and said, "This is true."
The Firefly God Sword is divided into the entry-level scroll, the entry-level scroll and the entry-level scroll. The first two scrolls have been completely transformed into his own use and become part of his body's instinct.
Especially after realizing that the flowing water on Yu Qing Peak is not competing for the first place, the Firefly God Sword is becoming more and more different from its original appearance.
In the end, on the basis of not striving for the first place, he realized the realm of the passing of the dead, and even the shadow of the sword emperor Yu Qingfeng was gone.
It seems like a sword, but in fact it is superimposed on the power of two rolls of Firefly God Swords, and then it explodes in multiple ways.
"The last question!"
The Holy Son of Daoyang said seriously: "Your sword force was obviously swallowed by me, why did you get it all in one thought?"
He was extremely puzzled by this, and this was also his confidence in letting Lin Yun draw his sword.
Once the swordsman's sword power is frustrated, his strength will be greatly affected, which is even more serious than injury.
Even if the swordsman is injured, the sword in his hand is still sharp and can still kill people. This is the terrible thing about the swordsman.
But once the sword power is destroyed, it is extremely difficult to gather again, and it will never be solved in some cases.
Lin Yun sighed lightly, looked at the towering pavilion in the distance, and pondered: "It's Senior Tianxing. He gave me a lamp, which exists between illusion and reality. The seven-star lamp is not extinguished, and the sword will not be
If you break it, the light can be rekindled in just one thought."
"Is there such mystery between reality and illusion?" Daoyang murmured.
Lin Yun thought for a while and pondered: "You can understand that in the dream, he put a lamp in my dream, and then I lit it, unless someone can destroy this seven-star lamp in the dream, my sword force
It will never be destroyed.”
The Holy Son of Daoyang was stunned and opened his mouth wide. This is too exaggerated.
After being surprised, I felt very envious. This girl is so lucky.
Lin Yun guessed what he was thinking, and smiled and didn't explain much.
The process of lighting the seven-star lamp is extremely dangerous. Even if ordinary people have this opportunity, they may not be able to succeed.
Even for him, the process was a life-and-death process, and now he still feels numb when he thinks about it.
Lin Yun changed the topic and said, "Even without the Seven-Star Lantern, my sword force is difficult to be destroyed now."
Daoyang was shocked and said, "So you did it on purpose? You guy, is it so... terrible, are you deliberately selling me a flaw?"
Lin Yun smiled and said, "It wasn't intentional, I almost failed. I still underestimated the power of the devouring way."
Daoyang's mouth twitched: "It's scary, this is just a discussion, it's too serious."
Lin Yun pondered: "Since you are doing your best, you have to do your best. Scheme is also a kind of strength, otherwise... I don't know how many times I have died."
When Daoyang heard this, he felt a chill on his back. He slowly turned his head to look at Lin Yun, and he couldn't guess what this person had experienced before he could say such words.
"What are your plans next?" Daoyang asked.
"Let's stay in Tiandao Sect first, and wait for my senior brother's arrangement." Lin Yun smiled and looked a little expectant in his eyes.
He still trusts his senior brother quite a lot.
"Where are you?" Lin Yun asked back.
Daoyang pointed to the attic and said seriously: "Senior Tianxing gave me that building. I shouldn't be able to leave Feiyun Mountain for a long time."
Lin Yun said enviously: "This is a big treasure."
He has been inside, but the first floor contains many eye-opening collections, even Yu Qingfeng’s notes, and he dare not think about the other floors.
"You are welcome at any time." Daoyang Shengzi smiled generously.
"Then I'll thank you first." Lin Yun said sincerely.
"Hehe, you're welcome." Daoyang didn't care.
The two separated, Daoyang wanted to say something but stopped, and had a lot to say, but he couldn't help it. He just called Lin Yun and said, "Hey, Saint Killer, don't die, I'm probably going to stay in Feiyun Mountain.
It's been the year, and I don't want to find you after I come out. You have to wait for me and we will have another fight."
Lin Yun was a little stunned and then understood.
This guy probably promised Senior Tianxing to recall the Human Emperor Sword.
Lin Yun smiled and said, "Then you have to come on. That sword has a bad temper. Don't wait for me to become an emperor. You haven't even come out. I still want to see you again."
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving only a figure behind him.
"Crow's mouth." Daoyang Shengzi smiled.
"Daoyang, it's time to go back to read a book! This fairy is responsible for the master's order to supervise you!" Fairy Crane jumped over and said with a smile.
Daoyang's Holy Son smiled and said with a melancholy look on his face: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm the most romantic and handsome age. I can only see you in the future. All the beauties in the world have no chance with this Holy Son, and they will all be buried by this flower.
Young Master, I’m sad.”
He looked at Fairy Crane with disgust. The latter was so angry that his face turned red. His extremely cute face was flushed and he said angrily: "You dislike this fairy, but I still dislike you, you
Sloppy."
She looked up and down at Yang, with messy hair, unkempt stubborn stubborn clothes, and no one refuted to say that he was a beggar, and he was embarrassed to call himself a holy son.
"You know how to wear a hair, this is temperament."
Daoyang patted the head of the Fairy He and walked towards the Yunzhong Fairy Pavilion with a swaying head. Fairy He and Fairy He quickly caught up with him.
The sound of one man and one crane fighting and making noise echoing over this sea of clouds.
Back at Zi Lei Peak, Lin Yun did not wait for the elder brother, but waited for an unexpected guest.
The Lord of Zi Lei Peak was accompanying him respectfully. When he saw Lin Yun coming, he immediately smiled and said, "Saint Elder, this kid is here."
Lin Yun saw it from afar that it was Mu Xueling, the holy elder of Tianxiang Divine Mountain.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Lin Yun's mouth curled slightly and he smiled casually.
The Lord of Zi Lei Peak immediately scolded: "You kid, you know some etiquette. This is the holy elder of the sacred mountain. Hurry up and bow."
Mu Xueling rarely stopped him, and she looked like a gesture waiting for Lin Yun to salute.
Lin Yun curled his lips, reluctant.
The two of them are too familiar with each other and the ceremony is too different.
"Why are you still tender? Hurry up." The Lord of Zi Lei Peak said unhappy.
Lin Yun was not able to refute the old peak master's face and bowed: "Boy Lin Yun, I have seen the Holy Elder."
"That's right. The Holy Elder talks first. I'll leave first. If you have any needs, you can greet you at any time." The Lord of Zi Lei Peak patted Lin Yun and said goodbye with a smile.
This saint?
Lin Yun was about to call Mu Xueling in when he suddenly woke up and looked at the back of the Lord of Zi Lei Peak.
It’s a joyful congratulations that the old peak master has finally been promoted to the holy realm.
It's time to be promoted. When we first met, the old peak master was stuck in the final.
I don’t know if my senior brothers have been promoted to Saint Lord now.
The third senior brother should not have a big problem. Although he is not as stunning as the eldest senior brother, he has always been stable and has his own outstanding features.
The main thing is Feng Jue, an old unlucky guy, and he has been beaten after meeting him.
Master said that he was late for greatness and would he come from the holy realm after he became a holy realm?
Jian Jingtian is amazing and talented. Lin Yun still feels that his achievements in swordsmanship are unfathomable. He can draw a jail and I don’t know when he will become a saint.
"Lin Yun, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Mu Xueling's face was calm, and a trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes.
Lin Yun woke up in shock and hurriedly said, "Saint Elder, please."
"snort."
Mu Xueling snorted coldly, and her face became better.
"I didn't notice it before. The Holy Elder is quite arrogant." Lin Yun took the other party to sit down, and said with a smile while serving tea and pouring water.
Mu Xueling said coldly: "I personally gave you the blood of the dragon. Can't you afford this gift?"
As she spoke, she took out the golden crystal bottle containing the blood of the dragon, and then placed it on the teahouse without any haste.
Dragon Blood!!
Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes immediately fell on the crystal bottle.
Good thing, this is a rare treasure!
Lin Yun quickly smiled and said, "I can afford it. I will give you another tribute, and I will do one hundred tributes. When I see the Holy Elder, I will give you ten tributes every time until the Holy Elder is satisfied."
Mu Xueling said contemptuously: "Ha, you are greedy for profit and forget your righteousness, what about your character of burying the flower boy."
Lin Yun took the golden crystal bottle over, reached out to play with it, and smiled and said, "This dragon blood is a treasure. Except for giving it to you, I can do any request from the Holy Elder. This is the character."
What a joke, the character is the most beautiful, and the blood of the dragon must be obtained.
If this really makes Mu Xueling angry, the other party will take the blood of the dragon back, and the loss will be too great.
"Oil cavity smooth."
Mu Xueling said coldly, but did not give Lin Yun a good look.
Then, she briefly explained the twists and turns of the Dragon Blood to Lin Yun.
Lin Yun was shocked after hearing this.
What a Tian Xuanzi, I was really a little short of it. I missed the Tianlong Blood.
"How is that female official?" Lin Yun said.
"Dead."
Mu Xueling said: "Before I spoke, she took all the blame on herself. It was probably the one who opened the words of the empress, which saved Tian Xuanzi's life."
"Who is the origin of Tianxiang Sacred Mountain?" Lin Yun said curiously.
Even the empress had to give face. The dragon blood he got was sent back and killed a saint, apologizing to the sacred mountain.
"You want to know?"
Mu Xueling's beautiful eyes were deep and quiet. She looked up at Lin Yun and said slowly.
[I still like Daoyang, a stunning person. Before, everyone has been guessing that the Human Emperor Sword was recalled by Lin Yun. In fact, it has been planned very early. The Human Emperor Sword still asked Daoyang to recall it.]