The young master of Mingzong died just like this, which would inevitably cause an uproar.
But Lin Yun was too lazy to care about it. The sword cultivator was like this, he wanted to avenge his enemies and was decisive in killing.
If a person kills me, I will kill someone.
There are too many things and people to consider in Yanlong Valley, so Lin Yun can only let go of the other party for the time being.
Now that everything is over, I happened to meet the other party on the way back, how could I not kill?
He is not a reckless person, he is a murderer, but he has already planned and judged it.
The peaks of the three major spiritual sea realms have been severely damaged. Even if there are supreme holy weapons, they may not be able to exert much power.
Even if these people are going to fight to the end, he is not afraid at all.
The Buddha Emperor's Golden Lotus Spear in his hand has always been hidden and he doesn't mind fighting with these people.
Ziying Shengjun was right, Lin Yun did come to the Valley of Falling Gods.
But he didn't jump down. Even if these people chased him, he wouldn't jump again.
Without the Ziquan sword box in his hand, Lin Yun jumped down with the word "death".
Under the gloomy sky, the cliff on the Snow Valley was howling wildly.
Lin Yun leaned towards the cliff step by step, flipped his left hand, and the purple jade divine bamboo flute appeared again.
"How did the Divine Power become more fierce?"
Lin Yun felt the pressure here and frowned slightly.
This shows that Su Ziyao has not yet surrendered the divine hand of Nirvana and has aroused the other party's resistance, so she has such fierce divine power.
Lin Yun was a little anxious and wanted to jump down and take a look.
But in the end he could hold it back. He put the purple jade divine bamboo flute on his lips. Soon, the sound of the Lang Lang flute passed through many barriers and fell to the bottom of the divine valley.
What he played was Feng Qiuhuang, which not only expressed lovesickness, but also told the other party that everything was fine, and that Xiao Bingfeng could recognize him immediately.
The sound of the flute was swaying, and finally arrived at the Fading God Valley, and followed the cold breeze to the majestic waterfall.
Hurry!
The sound of the flute soon came to the island of Falling God with the sound of the waterfall.
Falling into the God Island, under the ancient Fusang tree.
Su Ziyao closed her eyes cross-legged, while Xiao Bingfeng was lying on a tree branch, and the Ziquan sword box was placed aside at will.
call out!
Xiao Bingfeng suddenly opened her eyes when she heard the sound of the flute, and a look of excitement appeared on her face.
"Phoenix asks for the phoenix!"
Xiao Bingfeng turned over and stood up, laughing and said, "The scumbag is here."
She jumped off the ancient Fusang tree, her expression was invigorating, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
If Lin Yun can appear in the Gods Valley, it means that he has returned safely and has taken away the fragments of the Gods Fire.
However, Xiao Bingfeng still said contemptuously: "This scumbag, why are you bragging about Feng Qiuhuang? If you really miss your wife, just jump down. What's the ability to blow the flute?"
Su Ziyao opened her eyes, showed a calm smile on her face, and looked up and said, "If he really jumped down, you might be the first to be anxious."
"I can't do it, what a person I am." Xiao Bingfeng said proudly.
Su Ziyao did not argue with her, but only pondered: "The sound of the flute can be transmitted to the Valley of the Gods, but the sound of my piano cannot be transmitted. Do you have any way?"
She looked at Xiao Bingfeng, hoping that the other party would come up with a solution.
Xiao Bingfeng said nothing when she heard this, which really stumped her.
Su Ziyao smiled and said, "It turns out that Emperor Tu Tian has something that he can't do."
Xiao Bingfeng's face turned red and she said unconvincedly: "What's the problem? Just look at it."
She waved her hand and took off the purple kiln sword box from the tree, and then kept making seals with both hands.
The patterns on the Zi Yuan sword box changed accordingly, and finally the two supreme divine patterns hidden deep in the secret realm bloomed at the same time.
boom!
The two divine patterns burst out with light, flying upwards alternately, making them extremely eye-catching in the night.
"That scumbag, when you see the light of the divine pattern, you will know that you and I are safe." Xiao Bingfeng took a deep breath and said with a slight pride.
"The Supreme Divine Pattern is indeed amazing. I wonder what changes will happen to the Ziquan Sword Box gathering the seven Supreme Divine Patterns?"
Su Ziyao looked at the sword box and praised softly.
"When the seven supreme divine patterns gather at the same time, the Zi Yuan secret realm will recover as before and become a practice treasure land comparable to the holy land. Carrying a sword box means practicing with a holy land on your back, the speed of cultivation is unimaginable."
Xiao Bingfeng said: "In the past, Zi Yuan Sword Saint was able to kill gods in the holy realm. In addition to his own way of reincarnation, this sword box also made considerable contributions."
"Will the sword hidden in the sword box appear?" Su Ziyao said. She also had many curiosities about the Ziyuan sword box.
"I don't know this, I haven't seen it before."
Xiao Bingfeng's eyes turned and she said, "Su Ziyao, do you want to regret it and not give this emperor the moon god pattern?"
She listened to Su Ziyao's thoughts, thinking that the other party was thinking about it, and didn't want to give her the moon god pattern.
"I've been worried too much."
Su Ziyao looked at the vortex of the space ahead and said lightly: "When I subdue this divine hand, the moon god pattern will be given to you."
The two of them were falling into the God Valley to subdue the divine hand, but they underestimated the power of the divine hand bone, and they could not truly subdue after several attempts.
He had to re-arrange it, and Xiao Bingfeng had to think of another way, and it was difficult for a while to get out.
“It’s almost the same.”
Xiao Bingfeng's face was gentle and she said, "Then can you still count what you said in my ear before?"
"You have said it many times, so make a number naturally." Su Ziyao responded calmly.
...
The fallen god was hanging on it, and two divine lights roared up.
Lin Yun, who was playing the phoenix and seeking the phoenix, put down the purple jade bamboo flute, raised his eyes and looked over.
He recognized it immediately, and these were the lights of two supreme divine patterns.
"It seems not going well."
Lin Yun whispered to himself a few words.
Since there was a response, it means that Xiao Bingfeng and Su Ziyao were both here, but they have not yet come out. Obviously, this divine hand cannot be easily subdued.
"Then stay for a while."
Lin Yun still hoped to leave with Su Ziyao, so he planned to wait for a while before falling into the God Cliff.
He simply took out many holy fruits and holy medicines after he changed his hand.
They were all given to him by those powerful people in the Holy Realm on the skeleton of the Fire Dragon before.
There are Qilin Fruit, Tianyun Grass, and Snow Shadow Holy Lotus...all are extremely rare holy medicines that are seldom seen in the outside world anyway.
"I had to settle for a while before I was promoted to the Holy Realm. Now that I have so many holy medicines, I may not be able to try them."
Lin Yun stared at the holy medicine in front of him and thought in his mind.
With his cultivation level at the top of the semi-saint, he will not lose the upper hand when fighting against many saints, and can even gain the upper hand.
But in the end, you use your skills to defeat the enemy and cannot defeat others with your power.
If you meet some old guys, such as the Holy Lord of the Karasuma, they are all hundreds of years old.
The cultivation level has long reached a bottleneck, and I can only study it in science, which will be difficult to deal with.
But if you can break through the holy realm, everything will be different.
"Holy Land..."
Lin Yun murmured to himself, looking dazed for a moment.
He is only twenty-seven or eight years old now, and he has never dared to imagine that he has reached the holy realm at such an age.
Even though the prosperity has come, the rules of heaven and earth have changed, and it is much easier than before to become a saint.
The twenty-seven-year-old Holy Lord, looking at the entire Kunlun, is still a shocking event.
Once he becomes sanctified, it marks the complete arrival of a new era.
"There is at least 70% chance of winning."
Lin Yun thought about it in his mind and soon calculated the probability of becoming a saint.
Such a high probability is not that he is blindly confident.
But before in the Yanlong Valley, after he used three thousand Lingbu to kill the demon zombies, the bottleneck of the holy realm had loosened.
If the crisis had not been resolved at that time, if he had broken through on the spot, he could have been promoted to Saint Lord on the spot.
But this is an opportunity obtained in the war, and it is hard to come by. After missing it, you will no longer have the opportunity to become a sanctified person.
"Roll, don't say 70% of the time, 50% of the opportunity is enough to gamble."
Lin Yun made up his mind and did not hesitate at all, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the Cliff of Drifting.
If you want to be promoted to the holy realm, you must break through the bottleneck and combine the three holy saints of the holy soul, holy fire, and holy element.
Then the sacred source of the natal destiny will be condensed, and then a continuous stream of holy essences will be born in the purple palace, which will be considered to be successfully promoted to the holy realm.
Lin Yun was not in a hurry. He first refined the Qilin Fruit given to Qu Wushuang, and the holy energy in the purple palace suddenly surged.
The dragon's blood boiled instantly, and the medicinal effect of this Qilin fruit was far beyond Lin Yun's imagination.
After just a few breaths, Lin Yun felt that his body could not hold on anymore, and his powerful force expanded his body to a large circle.
His whole body was red, as hot as volcanic magma, and smoke and dust kept coming out of his head.
Too fierce!
Lin Yun was shocked and immediately realized that he was careless.
He actually took half of his mouth to bite this level of the Wannian Holy Fruit, and he could not bear it immediately after swallowing all his body.
Rumble!
The next moment, the pores opened wide and the surging radiance burst out.
Lin Yun had no choice but to break through the holy realm, so he had to spend all his energy first.
After half a day, Lin Yun's boiling body gradually cooled down. He opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, and his expression was so full that it was almost exploded.
“A lot wasted.”
Lin Yun felt very distressed that at least one-third of the effect wasted on this Qilin fruit.
Next, he had experience and refine the Holy Shadow Snow Lotus bit by bit. Even if he did not break through the holy realm, he must refine all the holy fruit foundations, so that his foundation of the holy path will be extremely stable.
Time passed, and just three days passed.
Lin Yun finally refined dozens of holy medicines without wasting any waste. The foundation of holy medicines was melted into his various foundations.
For example, the strange flowers of Fenglei Avenue, the strange flowers of Jiandao, the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron, the Divine Phoenix and the Phantom of the Dragon, and the Three Swords of Taixuan...
All these methods before becoming a saint were cultivated to a state of inability to advance, which was far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
As for his cultivation, his majestic holy energy was condensed by these holy medicines more than ten times, and he continued to compress and transform. In the end, he did not change much after taking the entire holy medicine in one bite.
Click!
On the fourth day, Lin Yun did not deliberately hit the bottleneck, and his bottleneck was broken without warning.
Rumble!
Many acupuncture points in the meridians in the body were washed away one by one, and the holy fire, holy soul and holy appearance were uncontrollably integrated.
Lin Yun calmed down after a moment of silence. With his magnificent sword intent, he easily controlled the three uncontrolled forces.
There is no storm as imagined, everything is calm, and it seems that it is just like this when you become a saint.
It was so smooth that Lin Yun was quite puzzled. Just half a day passed and his holy source successfully appeared.
boom!
When the prototype of the Holy Source appeared in the Purple Mansion, there were thousands of holy lights on Lin Yun, scattering everywhere like a pillar of light.
The vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to flow into the body, and then injected into the holy source that had just been born.
Hurry!
Then the Holy Source trembled, and thick holy Yuans poured out, filling the dry purple palace little by little.
From then on, he and the Holy Qi met completely, leaving only the reborn Holy Yuan.
Looking at the continuous stream of Shengyuan like a mountain spring, Lin Yun was delighted and excited, and his emotions were extremely excited.
But who knew that his body was like a funnel, and the spiritual energy of the four heavens and earth was swallowed wildly, and even he could not control himself to stop.
The holy source quickly stabilized, and its prototype faded away and became hard like divine iron, emitting a golden light.
"This... is the peak of the first-level Saint Lord? "
Lin Yun seemed extremely surprised. After breaking through to the holy realm, his cultivation level suddenly improved and soared.
As he was about to break the bottleneck and be promoted to the second-level Saint Lord, Lin Yun quickly calmed down. His holy source had not yet been formed, and rushing over like this recklessly would leave troubles.
Before she could think about it, Lin Yun tried hard to control the soaring cultivation in his body and cast the Holy Source into the appearance of a purple pot flower.
The Holy Source is like a golden billet, hard and terrifying as hard as divine iron.
Fortunately, it was just a newborn and not completely formed, and Lin Yun could also use sword intent to shape it.
Lin Yun was very confident in this step.
The towering building rises from the ground, and the Holy Source is the foundation after he set foot on the Holy Path, and there must be no delay.
[Brother Yun has become a saint and sprinkles flowers.]