The eighth-level Xuanhuang Saint Lord can reach the top of the Saint Lord in just one step, that is, the ninth-level Heavenly Saint Lord.
But this last step is also the most difficult step. If there is no chance, you will not be able to advance for a long time.
After all, Lin Yun’s real age is only twenty-seven years old.
Compared with those peerless geniuses who are in their fifties or even close to a hundred years old, they will definitely have a lot of accumulation of cultivation and insights into the holy path.
Fortunately, Lin Yun has enough trump cards!
Two eternal holy paths, two supreme astrology, unmatched sword talent, and now the Dragon Phoenix World-Destroying Sword Classic that has been promoted to the eleventh level.
The purple jade divine bamboo flute was blown all night, and Lin Yun stopped until dawn, with a look of prudence in his eyes.
His sword intent stopped at half a step, Haoyang's sword intent had been long. Last night, the Long Phoenix World-Destroying Sword Classic broke through, and the bottleneck was obviously loosened a lot.
He thought of using the sound to control the sword, and took the opportunity to rush to Haoyang's sword intent, but unfortunately he was still a little short of it.
"It's a pity."
In the distance, Lin Jiangxian was on the eaves of a tall building, looking at this scene with regret in his eyes.
The sound of the flute sounded last night, and she watched it from afar.
In her eyes, Lin Yun was surrounded by the dragon and the divine phoenix, and his own sword intent was as dazzling as Haoyang.
When the scene of the morning sun breaking through dawn and endless darkness jumping out, she could hardly tell whether it was Lin Yun's sword intent that pierced the Chaoyang, cut through all the darkness, or whether the Chaoyang swallowed Lin Yun.
It would be a pity that there was no breakthrough in one go, but looking at this powerful vision, I am afraid that it is possible to truly master the Haoyang sword intent at any time.
Soon, Ji Zixi, Yue Weiwei and others walked out one after another, and then gathered and went to the Shengtian Academy again.
There were only more than 200 people participating in the Tianhuang Feast Competition today, which was far from the big scene yesterday.
But everyone knows that the remaining people are the real top leaders.
Many people hold trump cards in their hands, and today is the most exciting moment.
When Lin Yun and others arrived, the leaders of all forces were already angry.
As Luo Tianxi arrived again, the atmosphere on the scene gradually became hotter.
"Let's get started."
Luo Tianxi didn't say nonsense, and looked at Master Xuankong and nodded slightly.
So many deacons on the Tianhuang Divine Platform began to prepare. They took out jade slips with names engraved and grouped them according to certain rules.
Venerable Xuankong said: "Today's rules are different from yesterday. This round will directly determine the top 30 places. These thirty people will leave their names on the Tianhuang Divine Monument and enjoy the fortune of the heavenly way injected by the God Ancestor."
"You will be divided into six groups, each group has different numbers, but the qualifying quotas are the same, and there are five places."
Lin Yun quickly understood that more than 200 people could not make up integers, so they could only randomly divide them into six groups.
At the beginning of the first group, Lin Jiangxian and Ji Zixi were both called.
The two of them are lucky enough to take care of each other, and the probability of entering the top 30 is much higher.
When the war began, everyone could see the true intensity of the battle.
The Xuanhuang Saint Lord has no place to stand at all. Several of the top masters who have reached the heavenly rank of saints, are simply the gods who kill gods and Buddhas.
Only then did everyone realize how terrible the strength of the Heavenly Holy Lord was.
Their holy power blends with the sky. When they raised their hands, they seemed to be pushed up. When their palms fell, the sky seemed to be pulled down again.
It's simply incredible!
The most terrifying thing is that the power of the heavenly ranks merges with various holy paths, and the Xuanhuang Holy Lord was defeated in one encounter.
Almost in the midst of breath, more than 60 people on the stage were knocked back halfway.
Lin Yun frowned slightly, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.
He was not worried about Lin Jiangxian, he was a little worried about Ji Zixi. He had never been able to see through what level of Ji Zixi's cultivation level.
The phoenix bloodline of the saint of heaven may not be able to be suppressed by the sharpness shown by this heavenly throne.
"Don't worry."
Yue Weiwei blinked, as if she had seen through Lin Yun's thoughts.
Lin Yun smiled and chose to believe.
As expected, facing the pressure of the Heavenly Holy Lord, Ji Zixi had a divine seal blooming between her eyebrows. The next moment, a phoenix divine shadow drooped down the sky, blocking the pressure of the Heavenly Holy Lord.
Lin Jiangxian, who wanted to take care of Ji Zixi, breathed a little relieved when she saw this scene. She couldn't be too distracted by this kind of battle.
In the end, Lin Jiangxian and Ji Zixi both withstood the pressure and successfully appeared in the group.
I have to say that this scene is shocking.
If there was still luck yesterday, there would never be any luck today.
"The women around Lin Yun have advanced!"
"I've entered the top 30 and can already enter the Tianhuang Divine Monument. Is this No. 9 exam room really the weakest?"
“Incredible.”
Amid the discussion, the second group of chaotic fights began, and this time Yue Weiwei's name was called.
As soon as she appeared, the audience was attracted by the audience!
"Yue Weiwei is likely to pass it. She was born in other exam rooms, and her background will only be stronger than Lin Jiangxian and Ji Zixi."
"It's just a pity that such a beautiful lady actually followed Lin Yun."
"You guys say, will these beauties have passed by Lin Yun have passed by?"
When this group of chaotic fights ended, Yue Weiwei successfully advanced to the top and then floated up and down next to Lin Yun.
"You are the only one left, Brother Yun." Yue Weiwei said with a smile.
Lin Yun nodded calmly, looking quite relaxed.
The third group of Lin Yun's name was clicked. This group is very powerful, including Di Feng, the sword cultivator from Qilin Mountain, and many other geniuses from other examination halls.
After Lin Yun climbed to the Tianhuang Divine Platform, he felt a lot of hostile gazes in an instant.
Almost all the sword cultivators looked at him with bad looks, and the people in Qilin Mountain did not hide their murderous intent in their eyes.
As for Di Feng, his hatred between him and the Xiaoyue Tianlang clan had already been in the No. 9 examination room.
"Who else can you rely on if Yue Weiwei is not here this time?" The sword cultivator from Qilin Mountain said with a smile on his face and full of mockery.
Lin Yun looked up and smiled and said, "You can't be a disciple of Qilin Sword Immortal, are you? If so, I really want to experience it."
Seeing his bright smile and a relaxed expression, many people couldn't understand it.
The Blue-clothed Sword Cultivator, who was asked by him, said lightly: "To deal with you, there is no need for the disciple of the Qilin Sword Immortal to take action."
Lin Yun was a little disappointed when he heard this.
There are only 40 people in this group, but the strength is the highest so far. Except for Lin Yun, almost all of them are in the cultivation level of the Heavenly Holy Lord.
Several people looked at each other, and then fell on Lin Yun, obviously intending to join forces to deal with him.
Many monks outside the Divine Platform were very concerned about this battle, and Luo Tianxi said that Lin Yun was the leader of mythical swordsmanship.
Everyone wants to see how many skills this so-called mythical sword master has.
When the words of Master Xuankong fell, half of the figures rushed towards Lin Yun on the Tianhuang Divine Platform.
They each used their own holy power of the heavenly throne, and one killer move after another fell, and the sky was pulled down like a cage.
This is exaggerated!
Noda's Tianhuang Divine Platform was completely shrouded in this heavenly power, leaving no gap at all.
"You are not a mythical sword genius. Come out with your sword quickly and let me wait and see how good it is!" Di Feng shouted arrogantly.
"Do you just want to see me take action?"
Lin Yun smiled and looked relaxed. He didn't want to draw his sword when he saw this.
With a flip of his palm, the purple jade divine bamboo flute appeared.
He planned to take the opportunity to realize the truth and continue the Haoyang sword intent that had not been successfully attacked last night.
Continue to use sound to control the sword, and use the Dragon Phoenix Sword Classic to attack the bottleneck of Haoyang's sword intent.
clang!
With a sudden sound, the divine phoenix of the Heavenly Dragon roared out and rose up around Lin Yun.
Rumble!
The power of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Phoenix bloomed, and the sky that fell instantly hit him, and the sword intent on his body also surged.
"This guy..."
When Lin Jiangxian saw Lin Yun take out the purple jade bamboo flute, he guessed what he wanted to do. He could only say that his courage was really extraordinary.
But on the other hand, under this pressure, it is indeed the best opportunity to break through.
As the battle unfolded, a strange picture appeared.
Lin Yun clearly did not draw his sword, but his sword seemed to be everywhere, and his sword intent even withstood the oppression of the Heavenly Holy Lord.
Many of the other people's killing moves were broken up by the strange phenomena of the Tianlong and the Divine Phoenix, and they were completely unable to get close to his body.
All the monks off the field were stunned?
This is OK?
I originally thought that Lin Yun played the song of the colorful clothes yesterday, just casually, but he never expected that his musical attainments would be so high.
It's simply amazing.
Many monks in the Holy Heaven Courtyard listened to the sound of the flute and gradually felt something wonderful.
It seems to be in a magnificent world, and the center of this world is a brilliant sun, which makes people feel hot and unable to open their eyes and cannot see the specific figures clearly.
Lin Yun was so obsessed with this, closing his eyes and playing the purple jade bamboo flute, feeling the artistic conception of the Dragon Phoenix Song, and feeling the extremely hot warm current in his heart.
The attacks of all sides were extremely fierce, and all the geniuses were used.
Lin Yun ignored him, wearing a blue shirt and a flute, with long hair floating, his eyes closed, and his flowing, as elegant and handsome as an immortal, attracting countless attention.
The Dragon Phoenix Song uses its sound to control the sword, which leads to the sound of thousands of swords, and is accompanied by the roar of dragons and phoenixes, as if the stars in the sky fell, and the endless vast world was opened.
Finally, the others could no longer stand it.
They sacrificed their own trump cards. The strange phenomena on the Tianhuang Divine Platform were unimaginable, and their momentum made the Divine Platform tremble wildly.
At this moment, whether it was the sound of the flute, the sound of the sword, or the roar of the dragon and the phoenix, they were all suppressed and lost their voices.
Such a terrifying scene made Lin Yun extremely excited.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and a sharp edge broke out between his eyebrows and eyes. He moved with the flute and walked step by step towards the vast number of killer moves ahead.
After nine steps, the flute sound that was originally suppressed suddenly burst out, and Lin Yun's long hair danced like a waterfall.
The dragon and the divine phoenix vision fuse and condense, turning into a dragon phoenix cauldron that is as high as a hundred feet tall, covering Lin Yun.
Bang!
All kinds of killer moves fell on the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron and disintegrated one by one, while the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron was majestic and did not even appear.
With such a scene, Di Feng, who besieged him and many other sword cultivators were all stunned, and they were all extremely shocked.
Lin Yun laughed loudly, the Dragon Phoenix Cauldron dispersed, and then the sound of the flute was on it.
The only flower burial boy in the blue shirt appeared again in the eyes of the crowd.
How arrogant that is!
The sound of the flute was like a huge wave, slapped out continuously, and the peerless geniuses immediately vomited blood, and their faces were extremely pale.
Soon someone couldn't hold on and was knocked out, looking shocked and embarrassed.
When the Dragon Phoenix Song was completely performed, only Di Feng, who had first come out of his body, and the sword cultivator from Qilin Mountain, were left on the Tianhuang Divine Platform.
Lin Yun smiled and said calmly: "The sword cultivator in Qilin Mountain does have some skills. Maybe I should really consider taking the Qilin Sword Immortal as my master, or becoming the attendant of Tianlin's Son of God.
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Puchi!
After the words came, the blue-clothed sword cultivator from Qilin Mountain spit out blood and knelt on one knee on the ground with a blue face.
Everyone didn't know that Lin Yun was deliberately ridiculing the other party.
He was so strong that he didn't even come out of his sword, so why should he worship the Qilin Sword Immortal as his master?
The words of the Son of God Tianlin are simply a joke.