Lin Yun sat cross-legged for a long time before slowly opening his eyes.
The fight with Qin An and Pei Yue seemed easy and the injuries were not serious. But in fact, it took a lot of energy. If the power of the buried flower promotion weapon was not greatly increased, it would be much more difficult to deal with it.
Now that I have taken a short rest, I have finally returned to my peak, recovering from my injuries and true energy.
Wow!
He patted the storage bag lightly, and in a moment, the drop of Canglong essence and blood appeared in front of him.
The essence and blood suspended in front of you are surging with majestic and astonishing power. The power of wind and thunder contained in it, as well as the ancient breath, are frightening.
The light in Lin Yun's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.
In his Nine Transformations of Canglong, he had only completed the first two basic levels of cultivation, and was barely able to perform the first transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Sky. The true horror of this ancient body-refining divine art has only revealed the tip of the iceberg.
Whether it is the power of wind and thunder, or secret techniques such as the Nine Transformations of Canglong, they are far from familiar.
He has only scratched the surface of the true meaning of these techniques.
This drop of Canglong's essence and blood in front of him is a timely help, and it comes very timely. It can help him become familiar with this technique, saving a lot of time, and it is a shortcut.
Thoughts in his mind were like lightning, and Lin Yun quickly made a decision. There was no way to refine this blue dragon blood essence for the time being.
After he sensed it for a moment, he could realize that even though it was just a drop of blood, it was as small as a drop of dust. But it was genuine blue dragon blood, and the majestic energy contained in it was extremely astonishing.
With his current level of cultivation, it would take him as little as three days and as much as seven days to refine it.
In terms of time, it was completely too late.
A lot of time has been wasted recovering from the injury. Others should start the ninth round test, and he has fallen behind.
"Let's talk about it later."
Lin Yun shook his head and put away the Canglong essence and blood.
He raised his head and his eyes fell on the dark corridor ahead.
The ninth floor of the tomb palace is finally here.
From knowing that there was Xingjun's ancient tomb in Kushuo Sea, he came here just for the water of Xuanyin, to knowing the most precious thing in Xingjun's ancient tomb, he came here step by step.
Along the way, the opponents become stronger and stronger. Although there are twists and turns, in the end, they will move forward indomitably and their edge will never fade.
I just don’t know what the ninth round of tests is waiting for me, and who my final opponent will be.
Without thinking much, Lin Yun stood up and walked towards the unknown ninth floor without looking back.
After passing through the corridor, the scene in front of us suddenly brightened, and we appeared in a closed and empty hall.
Except for the ancient murals on three walls, there is nothing in the main hall.
boom!
Just when he was in shock and doubt, there was a dragon's roar, followed by a streak of light that broke through the air and hit Lin Yun.
The wandering light is purely made of condensed starlight, dazzling and dazzling, containing a sharp edge, and there is also a hint of quite condensed dragon power.
The moment it appeared, it showed a coercion no less than that of the peak of Yangxuan Realm, which was very terrifying.
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with a cold light, he raised his hand and clasped his fingers tightly.
Immediately, the power of wind and thunder exploded on his body, and the roaring thunder continued, making his clothes rustle.
Under the fusion of the power of wind and thunder, Ziyuan Sword Strength struck fiercely with the wandering light.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, Lin Yun groaned and was shaken back three steps.
Whoops!
Before he could stand firm, two more rays of light erupted one after another, accompanied by the sound of dragon roars.
Lin Yun suddenly suffered a big loss. His right hand, which he clenched into a fist, was numb from the shock, and his remaining energy was hard to dissipate.
Boom!
But it's not over yet, the dragon's roar continues, and the swimming lights in the hall keep fighting for it. The flying swimming, in the blink of an eye, is like a colorful train, criss-crossing, flying up and down, messy but not losing its beauty.
Under the gorgeous appearance, there is a terrifying murderous intention.
Nine rays of light danced like lightning, and Lin Yun's fists were like swords. As he swung them, afterimages burned.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
All of a sudden, there was a continuous loud noise in the hall.
Lin Yun dealt with it a little reluctantly, but he always followed his own rhythm. It seemed that he was retreating step by step, but the sword power on his body did not lose even an inch.
Suddenly, without warning, nine lights and shadows condensed and expanded into a dragon shadow.
boom!
The momentum suddenly surged, and the pressure was instantly comparable to that of a strong man in the Yin and Yang realm. The dragon shadow roared, and the sound waves surged towards him.
Lin Yun raised his brows, his sword intent concentrated all over his body, and the purple kites bloomed in pieces, tightly resisting this pressure.
The dragon shadow squirmed out of thin air, and the powerful real energy fluctuations swept away wave after wave, causing the air in all directions to ripple like water.
"Has the main show begun?"
Lin Yun's lips curled up into a smile, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
He entered Xingjun's ancient tomb and walked all the way here, first defeating Guo Xu, then Qin An, and then Pei Yue, but he never felt even the slightest bit afraid.
With the sword box on his back, the funeral flowers trembled, and he was ready to go.
brush!
The squirming dragon shadow condensed into a golden armored puppet in mid-air. The moment it took shape, it landed on top of Lin Yun. He raised his hand and fired a gun, slashing it down. The majestic pressure was like a winding river, traversing the void.
It's coming in a mighty and turbulent way.
That surging and vast offensive gives people a sense of endless stamina and is extremely majestic.
He originally thought that when it came to the test on the ninth floor of the Tomb Palace, it might be nine silver-armored puppets that formed a complete dragon formation. But he didn't expect that they were combined into one. If it came like this, it would be impossible to separate and defeat it.
possible.
Looking at this offensive, I am afraid it is much more terrifying than facing nine silver-armored puppets.
A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and as Lin Yun waved, the funeral flower popped out of the sword box behind his back.
Lin Yun clenched his fingers tightly and unsheathed his sword.
Click!
The majestic sword force that had been prepared for a long time met this surging blow, and the floor under his feet suddenly exploded, spreading a network of gaps.
Under the heavy blow, Lin Yun was knocked back dozens of meters.
"The sword divides the two moons!"
Lin Yun turned around, swung upwards, and struck out with a sword in an instant.
In an instant, the sword struck out with two rounds of majestic sword light. The sword light was like the moon. A bright moon illuminated the endless night sky, and a bright moon illuminated the deep lake water.
Under the twin moons, Lin Yun, who was stabbing out the sword all over his body, had a fierce and boundless edge.
The golden-armored puppet, without even thinking, came forward with a spear in hand.
Click, click, click!
Under the clash of sword light and spear light, tiny cracks appeared on the golden battle armor on the puppet's body.
"The edge of the funeral flower is actually sharper than I thought."
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. After being upgraded to a treasure weapon, the burial flower could break the opponent's defense. For him, it would undoubtedly save a lot of effort.
The man was in mid-air when another majestic silver sword light came down hard.
The golden-armored puppet, after all, had a cultivation level comparable to that of the early Yin-Yang realm. It avoided the sword like lightning and struck at Lin Yun at a very tricky angle.
The long spear in his hand stirred up condensed spear shadows in mid-air, piercing the air with holes.
That fierce pressure was clearly much stronger than Lin Yun's sword power.
Lin Yun was quite calm. After all, the opponent's cultivation was higher than his own, so it was normal for him to be more powerful than him.
But when it comes to the sharpness and sharpness of the sword, Burying Flowers will not accept it!
"Tiansuiyun!"
The sword light, which contains the innate sword intent, condenses into a tornado in the blink of an eye. As the wind rotates, it seems to contain a sharp broken sword, buzzing continuously, cutting traces in the air.
Then it swept towards the golden-armored puppet, and between the collisions, bright silver sword light burst out.
The golden-armored puppet immediately stepped back, the spear in its hand dancing wildly, resisting the sword energy in the storm.
Bang!
Ten steps later, his pressure fluctuated slightly, and he was immediately knocked away violently, and the golden light on his body kept flashing.
roar!
Another dragon roar erupted, and the golden-armored puppet turned sideways in mid-air and stabbed out the spear in his hand. The astonishing spear light, with unrivaled power, hit the storm carrying the innate advice, hard.
Stab to pieces.
"It's really terrifying that a puppet without spiritual intelligence can do this. But that's it for now!"
The storm scattered in the hall, carrying the remaining sword intent, kept roaring. Lin Yun's clothes kept beating, and he struck out with another sword in a flip of his hand.
boom!
It has the power of thunder, roaring continuously, and the lightning flashes like divine punishment falling from the sky.
Click!
The sword light cut off the spear, pierced the golden armored puppet, and turned it into a pile of parts scattered on the ground.
Lin Yun fell to the ground, kicking slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. This golden armor puppet is indeed terrifying, if the opponent's armor is not damaged.
A powerful sword that rushes through thunder and cuts lightning may not be able to severely injure the opponent.
Buzz!
At this moment, a strange warm current rippled out from the Zi Mansion, and then filled the limbs and bones. The whole body suddenly felt refreshed and indescribably refreshing.
As his energy and blood surged, Lin Yun felt warm and his true energy was flowing, more than twice as condensed as before.
After a great battle, his cultivation level was promoted to the Great Yangxuan Realm.
After he refined the Hell Flower, his cultivation reached the peak of Yangxuan Realm. During the previous battle with Qin An, there were faint signs of a breakthrough.
At this moment, the final test on the ninth floor of the tomb palace made him completely promoted.
"The Great Accomplishment of Yangxuan Realm..."
Lin Yun clenched his five fingers tightly, feeling the surging power in his fist, which gave him an unreal feeling.
Before entering the Kushuo Sea, he was only at the peak of the Yin Xuan Realm, but now, he had reached the astonishing completion of the Yang Xuan Realm.
Mainly due to the two wonders of Xuanyin Water and Hell Flower, as well as Lin Yun's own encounters.
Without this series of battles and winning streaks, the effectiveness of these heavenly and earthly treasures might not have appeared so quickly.
It was just such a series of fierce battles that inspired the secrets of this adventure in advance.
It's time to go!
Lin Yun retracted his thoughts, his expression became solemn, and at the same time there was a hint of expectation.
On the ninth floor of the final tomb, he didn't know who would be waiting for him.
Whether it is one person or many individuals, everything is unknown.
