King Luo Ying was dressed in white clothes, flowing out of the dust, and landed steadily on Yanlong's head.
Buzz!
He deliberately used the Holy Yuan and stepped on the Yanlong's head with his foot, as if to crush it down.
However, Lin Yun had already gained momentum, and his kick only made a buzzing sound, but did not crush the head of the Flame Dragon's skeleton.
"What a pity."
Lin Yun withdrew his gaze from Wang Muyan, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
It was a perfect opportunity just now. Ji Zixi interrupted Wang Muyan's control of Tianlun Tower.
If you take the opportunity to take action, you can take back the fragments of the divine fire in one fell swoop.
Unfortunately, this opportunity passed in a flash, and Wang Muyan was once again bathed in the glory of Tianlun Tower.
King Luo Ying's eyes contained cold murderous intent, and he sneered: "Oh, you seem to be a little dismissive of me."
"What's the point of defeating a general under his command?"
Lin Yun said calmly.
King Luo Ying smiled instead of being angry and said: "You know my strength well, so there is no need to deliberately provoke me."
Lin Yun raised his eyes and said calmly: "I didn't mean to anger you. In my opinion, you did miss the point."
While the two were talking, many monks in Yanlong Valley gathered towards the Yanlong skeleton intentionally or unintentionally.
While fighting with the Holy Realm Demon Zombie, they retreated towards the head of the Flame Dragon.
In the current situation, it is more difficult to break out than to reach the sky.
Everyone was already in despair, but after seeing Lin Yun severely injuring Wang Muyan, they couldn't help but feel a little more hopeful.
This hope naturally lies in Lin Yun, the buried playboy.
King Luo Ying stared at Lin Yun and said coldly: "You just fought with the goddess, and I didn't bully you. I let you know that even if you don't sacrifice the blood of the Spirit King, I can still defeat you!"
He had fought against Lin Yun before, and after losing, he had been brooding over it, holding a big sigh of relief in his heart.
He is a prodigy of the demon spirit lineage. Not only is he outstanding in talent, but his bloodline is also extremely noble.
Not to mention among peers, even within the same realm, there are few rivals.
It was hard for him to accept his sudden defeat at the hands of a swordsman who was not even thirty years old.
Even if he didn't sacrifice the Spirit King's bloodline, he still felt that it shouldn't be the case. He felt that he was just careless.
As long as you are serious, the other party will definitely not be your opponent.
boom!
Almost at the moment when the words fell, a flower of the avenue bloomed behind King Luoying. It was the Taiyin Holy Path, one of the thirty-six supreme holy paths.
He has practiced the rules of the Taiyin Holy Way to an extremely advanced level, far beyond the comparison of the half-dabbled Young Master Mingzong.
"You dare to be distracted, you are so crazy!"
King Luo Ying arrived in an instant, and the Taiyin Domain swept over, immediately suppressing Lin Yun's sword power, and even the dragon's power was restrained.
The realm is like an invisible hand, pinching Long Wei and crushing the sword's power.
King Luo Ying's white clothes were fluttering, and his palm looked elegant and free, but also carried power that ordinary people could not imagine.
Lin Yun became somewhat interested, but when he glanced over, he saw Zhao Tianyu suppressing Ji Zixi with his purple lightning eyes.
Ji Zixi had just spent too much Saint Yuan and was unable to control the Divine Phoenix Mirror in a short period of time. The situation seemed very pessimistic.
Seeing this, he had no intention of coddling King Luo Ying.
His thoughts moved slightly, and the three hundred lingcloths surrounding the Sun and Moon Divine Clothes swelled in the storm, and their number also changed from three hundred to three thousand.
boom!
In an instant, it was as if thousands of beams of light exploded on Lin Yun's body. Thousands of golden lights shone everywhere. Lin Yun formed seals with his hands, and as his fingers changed, a flower of the avenue bloomed behind him.
It is one of the thirty-six supreme holy ways, the rules of swordsmanship!
Whoosh!
The rules of kendo are like a goddess scattering flowers, turning into three thousand silver threads, imprinted on the dancing and blooming Ling cloth.
Click, click, click!
King Luo Ying's Taiyin Domain exploded instantly, his face changed drastically, and he looked at the other party with an expression of great astonishment.
"Are you the only one who knows the Supreme Holy Way?"
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with mockery.
King Luoying wanted to retreat, so he quickly stopped and retreated.
"Can you leave?"
Before he could take a step back, Lin Yun stepped out like lightning and came to the other party.
King Luo Ying struck out with more than ten palms, but without exception, they all hit the residual image.
There are three thousand avenues, but the sword is the only one!
Lin Yun shouted softly, the afterimages overlapped, his two fingers came together to form a sword, and the brilliance of his fingertips bloomed like the sun.
Bang!
King Luo Ying spit out blood, his white clothes were shattered, a hole as big as a bowl appeared in his chest, and his body was blown away with a buzzing sound.
Lin Yun ignored him, turned around and came to the front of the dragon head, then looked down at it.
Bang!
Just in time to see Zhao Tianyu blow Ji Zixi away with his purple lightning eyes, and then kill Ji Zixi like lightning.
Obviously, he didn't want to let go of this God-given opportunity.
As long as he succeeds, he can not only severely injure Ji Zixi, but also seize the Divine Phoenix Mirror.
"Saint Protector!"
Many of the Holy Realm elders in Shenhuang Mountain suddenly became anxious.
"Well done!"
Zhao Tianyu laughed loudly, lightning flashed out from his eyes, and his aura became extremely fierce.
The elders of the Holy Realm who stood in front of him almost met each other at once, and within two or three turns, he flew them away.
Seeing a large group of Holy Realm elders rushing towards him, Zhao Tianyu smiled and did not panic too much. He stretched out his perfect right hand.
"Flying in the sky and holding the moon's hand!"
Between the whirling fingers, light overflows, and a bright moon rises in the palm.
Then he slapped his backhand, and the moment the back of his hand hit the bright moon, majestic pressure surged out.
A dozen saint realm elders were knocked away at the same time, and whoosh, he passed through the crowd in a flash and fell towards Ji Zixi.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that no one had time to react.
Whoops!
But just when Zhao Tianyu was about to fall, a beam of sword light shattered the void and surged from behind him.
"Um?"
Zhao Tianyu was startled, the hair on his body stood up, and he felt an extremely dangerous aura.
Whoosh!
Without enough time to think too much, Zhao Tianyu suddenly turned around and quickly dodged, leaving several afterimages in the void.
Phew!
But when he fell, the sword light still grazed his cheek, cutting off the black hair and leaving a blood mark on his cheek.
"Lin Yun!"
Ji Zixi's face was filled with joy. She looked up and saw that this sword was shot by Lin Yun with a snap of her finger.
On the head of the thousand-foot-high Flame Dragon, the Purple Kite Holy Seal bloomed on the back of Lin Yun's hand, and behind him, three thousand sword-intention-derived Lingbu rose up like beams of light and soared into the sky.
What a shocking scene it was, three thousand Lingbu rushed into the sky, and the endless sword force pulled down the sky.
This creates an illusion for people, as if Lin Yun standing on the dragon's head can tear down the sky at any time with the three thousand lingbu rising up.
"This guy!"
Zhao Tianyu touched his cheek and looked at Lin Yun, with a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"It's just a trivial thing, but you also want to ruin my good deeds?"
Zhao Tianyu slapped his palm on the ground, then he rose into the air and continued to grab Ji Zixi.
Lin Yun was calm and calm, and the Taixuan Sword Canon turned, and swish, the three holy swords of Shenxiao, Qingxiao and Zixiao appeared behind him.
Buzz!
The sword blades rotated and soon formed the Taixuan Sword Formation, and then turned around and tapped lightly in the air.
Bang!
Zhao Tianyu was in the air and was forced to turn in the air, then waved a folding fan with his backhand.
Whoosh!
The folding fan was unfolded and blocked in front of the door. After seeing the aftermath of this beam of sword light, the folding fan fell down to reveal his true appearance. Zhao Tianyu's eyes turned cold and terrifying when he looked at Lin Yun.
Swish, swish, swish!
But Lin Yun ignored it. As the Taixuan Sword Formation continued to rotate, the sword shadows behind him continued to increase like a fan.
He waved his hands, flowers blossomed and fell at the snap of his fingers, and sword rays struck one after another at lightning speed.
clang clang clang clang!
Zhao Tianyu kept dodging, getting further and further away from the people in Shenhuang Mountain.
After he figured it out, Lin Yun wanted to force him away, but he knew there was nothing he could do.
He had no choice but to dodge, the sword light was too terrifying.
Every beam of sword light seemed to be able to shatter the stars and pierce the void, so sharp that it was shocking.
Whoosh!
Ji Zixi took advantage of the situation and jumped up in the air, grabbed the Divine Phoenix Mirror, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Everyone, come with me, Mr. Burial is supporting us."
Ji Zixi didn't even think about it. She was in mid-air, covering everyone with the pressure of the Divine Phoenix Mirror, and quickly approached the Flame Dragon's skeleton.
"hateful!"
Seeing that there was no hope of seizing the Divine Phoenix Mirror, Zhao Tianyu became completely angry: "It's good for you, Lin Yun, but you are ruining my good deeds!"
boom!
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of sword light whizzing towards him. His pupils shrank sharply, and his vision was swallowed up by the sword light.
But it was Lin Yun who sacrificed Ten Thousand Swords to Unity, and the three holy mountains rose up behind him, and the Taixuan Sword Formation merged into one.
Thousands of sword shadows condensed into a beam of sword light ten feet thick, which rumbled and swept over, as if it was about to annihilate the entire world.
Zhao Tianyu opened his mouth and quickly threw away the folding fan in his hand. He kept taking action on the spot, and the blood moon continued to rise into the sky one after another.
But the sword was invincible, smashing many blood moons into pieces, and finally blasted him away.
"This is amazing!"
Everyone in Yanlong Valley who saw this scene felt their scalps go numb and were extremely shocked.
But it’s not over yet!
Lin Yuntaixuan's sword array was sacrificed, but it still kept turning on the dragon's head, swishing, swishing, and during the rotation, beams of sword light roared away like a violent storm.
The holy realm demon zombies that were entangling many monks in the Eastern Wasteland were attacked one after another, and each demon zombie was continuously repelled.
"It's him!"
Everyone looked in great shock, seeing that it was Lin Yun, the beautician, who came to save them.
This scene is extremely ironic!
Most of them are affiliated forces of the Three Holy Lands, or have a close relationship with the Three Holy Lands.
But at the critical moment, the Three Holy Lands abandoned them, but the enemies of the Three Holy Lands came to rescue them.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Playboy, for coming to the rescue!"
"Thank you so much, Mr. Playboy, for coming to the rescue!"
…
After only being stunned for a moment, an overwhelming sound rang out in the Yanlong Valley. The voices of thanking the Playboy for his rescue continued one after another.
"Hahaha, thank you so much, Mr. Hua Burian, for coming to the rescue!"
Qu Wushuang from Shendao Pavilion also laughed loudly, drank along with the sound, and led everyone to rush towards the Yanlong skeleton.
The critical situation has somewhat eased.
But the demon zombies in the holy realm are all dead things after all. Lin Yun's sword light is enough to severely injure the holy king, but it cannot hurt these demon zombies that are already dead.
After being repulsed, it roared a few times before rolling back again.
When Lin Yun saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of the experience of the Fuyun Sword Sect of Cangxuan Mansion.
I thought of the ancient secrets I had learned over the years, and of the Kunlun monks who died in ancient battles.
Beyond the clouds, the sky is blue and the stars are falling.
The hometown of rivers, flowers bloom and fall.
The wind blows from the vast sea, and the good times accompany the jade flute.
The floating clouds are not my intention, and it takes ten thousand years.
Lin Yun felt something in his heart. He stretched out his hand and slapped his heart fiercely. Wow, the originally fused twin sword stars of lunar and sun dispersed.
Wow!
The clothes of the sun and moon gods disintegrated and turned into radiance that filled the sky and melted into the three thousand lingbu behind them.
Lin Yun clasped his hands together, and countless holy energy poured into his palms. He transformed into the moon, and the brilliance of his body bloomed like the moon.
When the sword power became too strong to be controlled, Lin Yunheshi's hands suddenly spread open.
Bang!
Three thousand Lingbu rose from the ground, and then roared towards the Holy Realm Demon Zombie in the Flame Dragon Valley.
The Donghuang monks in the Flame Dragon Valley took this opportunity to get rid of the entanglement of the demonic zombies and flew into the air, and some did not forget to grab the injured people around them.
"This is sword cultivation, right? The sword cultivation that Master Yaoguang wants is not only sharp but also has protection... Just like Master, it is like thousands of sword cultivation in ancient times..."
Lin Yun watched all this with his eyes. The Divine Light Sword Intent was quietly improving in such a mysterious state.
Eight thousand years of fame and dust, ninety thousand miles of sword light.
The bright moon will last forever, and the sword sect will be immortal.
The forest clouds soared like the moon in the sky, and he shouted loudly, resounding throughout the world.
"fall!"
What a shocking scene it was, three thousand stars streaked across the sky like meteors, and then fell from the nine heavens to the earth.
