Lin Yun sat cross-legged, looking at the drop of blue dragon's blood in front of him, thoughtfully.
The blood essence is the size of a grain of rice, but it contains amazing energy. Such amazing power can make people feel frightened just by looking at it.
"Huh?"
Lin Yun suddenly flashed a strange color in his eyes, looking a little surprised.
In the four directions of the essence and blood, a vague aura wraps it inside. If you don't look carefully, you can't feel it even if you put the essence and blood in the palm of your hand.
After thinking for a moment, Lin Yun estimated that this mysterious aura might be a protective film.
Just like many elixirs, in order to prevent the potency from evaporating, a layer of beeswax will be coated on the surface to prevent contact with the air. After all, in addition to spiritual energy, there are also many filthy smells in the air, which will reduce the loss of potency and cause damage.
The medicinal properties of the elixir.
A panacea might turn into a murderous poison.
As for the Canglong blood in front of me, it must have been preserved through some means since ancient times.
call out!
A flash of light suddenly flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He put his right hand on his knee and flicked his fingers. A ray of silver sword light pierced the void and flew towards Canglong Xue.
When the sword light was about to pierce the Canglong Blood, something strange happened. The sword light was swallowed up by the invisible conjunctiva around the Canglong Blood, and then burned into a ball of silver flames.
When the true energy in the sword light burned out, the blue dragon's blood floated quietly in front of him, as if nothing had happened.
"Something interesting..."
Lin Yun whispered to himself, it seems that it will take a lot of effort to refine this blue dragon blood.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
His thoughts moved slightly, and with a snap of his fingers, wisps of silver sword light pierced him continuously. But without exception, they all started to burn as soon as they got close. In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of sword lights, and they were all lost.
"No way?"
Lin Yun frowned slightly and snorted in his heart. He didn't believe that even the conjunctiva could not be broken.
boom!
With the peak and perfect foundation of innate sword intention, a resonant sword sound burst out from Lin Yun's body, resounding throughout the sky, causing clouds in all directions to move and the sky and earth to eclipse.
The young man suddenly felt a majestic coercion, and the sword intent blended with the sky. The light dance of his hair seemed to have great power, affecting everything in the ten-mile radius.
Tsk! Tsk!
Under the vast and fierce sword power, the blue dragon's blood in front of Lin Yun began to tremble violently. The next moment, black flames burned, and the mysterious conjunctiva wrapped in the blue dragon's blood was pressed by the peak and perfect innate sword intention.
, is being destroyed bit by bit.
Boom!
As the black flames burned, there were boundless thunderclouds in the sky, and they quickly gathered in the sky, driven by the strong winds. In the blink of an eye, the top of the mountain was covered in darkness, and from time to time, amazing lightning flashed across the sky.
"What did this kid gain in Xingjun's ancient tomb?"
In the distance, the old ghost Youyun, who was hiding in the dark, saw the strange scene on the top of the mountain, and his face became completely solemn. Deep in his eyes, a strong look of greed flashed.
I thought that this kid just obtained the Sky Star Bead, but now it seems that his harvest is probably quite astonishing.
He didn't care much about the Heavenly Star Bead at that time. He had already passed the Yin-Yang realm. If he could get it, he could only exchange it for other valuable treasures that could help him advance to Heavenly Soul.
But even a fool can see the strange phenomena in front of him. The things Lin Yun refined are astonishing.
"No matter what you are, I will kill you later and you will know everything."
The old ghost Youyun had a cold look on his face, and the killing intent surging in his eyes was even more ferocious.
Lin Yun was cautious enough. After he recovered from his injury, he practiced for half a month before refining the blood of the blue dragon. Unfortunately, he met this old ghost Youyun, who actually chose to assassinate Lin Yun with his perfect cultivation in the Yin and Yang realm.
With such a temper, he is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, completely defenseless.
Now he is concentrating on refining the blood of the blue dragon. No matter how vigilant he is, he will lose a lot of his mind. If he wants to prevent the sneak attack of the old ghost Youyun, it is almost impossible. He will die nine times out of ten.
But something strange happened. As soon as Old Ghost Youyun took a step, the smile on his face froze.
The fallen soles of the feet were retracted little by little.
The moment he raised his feet, a sneer sounded in his ears. This smile had no warning at all and scared him half to death.
He retracted his feet, his senses spread out, and his eyes wandered around, desperately searching for the person who was laughing.
But there was no trace at all. The laughter just now was right next to his ears. It was so close that even with his perfect Yin-Yang realm, he could search for it, but he couldn't find anything.
Hallucination?
Surprised and uncertain, Old Ghost Youyun's eyes flickered, and he retracted his feet and stepped out again.
"snort!"
But as soon as he stepped out, there was a cold snort, which made him shrink back in an instant, and his mind was shocked.
What kind of cultivation is this? Even a terrifying and powerful person in the Tianpo Realm cannot hide his aura in front of him. Moreover, it is not that he has never fought against a strong person in the Tianpo Realm. With the ghost method, he can save his life.
.
The old ghost Youyun became more and more frightened as he thought about it, and cold sweat kept falling on his forehead.
Damn...
Which god did you offend?
"Senior...Senior, who exactly is an expert?"
Old Ghost Youyun had offended many people in his early years, and suddenly he felt inexplicably afraid of this situation.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you can't touch this person... Even though I don't want to see this kid, it's not your turn to do it yet!"
There was an old voice echoing in all directions, and during the reverberation, Old Ghost Youyun was completely panicked. At this moment, he felt that the mysterious person in the dark seemed to be everywhere, and no matter where he turned, he was there.
"I'm leaving now, and I swear I will never do anything to this person again."
In panic, Old Ghost Youyun responded in a deep voice.
"It's too late."
What responded to him was a ruthless and indifferent voice, and faint ripples appeared in the surrounding space. Old Ghost Youyun opened his eyes and was horrified to find that the ancient tree supporting the sky in his field of vision was twisted for no reason.
Deep in this twisted space
, unable to move, feeling extremely frightened in his heart.
Bang!
Before he could react, stars suddenly bloomed in the twisted space. Then a hand fell on his head, and his body instantly softened and turned into a ball of blood.
call out!
When the owner of the hand fully appeared, the four-dimensional space returned to clarity, and an old man in sackcloth walked out.
In Youzhou, the notorious old ghost Youyun died in such a cowardly manner.
If Lin Yun were here, he might have some impression of this old man. On that day in the Great Qin Palace, when Su Ziyao ascended the throne, he was like a mountain standing in front of Su Ziyao.
As soon as he raised his hand, there was an invisible palm power that shattered Lin Yun's sword force, knocking him down from the ten thousand steps several times, embarrassing and miserable.
Wow!
At this moment, many terrifying ghost lights suddenly rose from the blood of the dead black cloud old ghost. Those ghost lights were like the ghosts of the innocent souls in hell. They were so powerful and terrifying that others would be frightened when they saw them.
He shivered. But the moment these evil spirits saw the old man, they immediately let out sharp screams in fear and fled in all directions.
"Ghost cultivator? This old guy cultivated quite a lot of evil spirits during his lifetime..."
The old man in sackcloth casually glanced at it, waved his long sleeves, and the many resentful souls instantly turned to ashes. He stood with his hands behind his hands, staring at Lin Yun, who was on the top of the mountain in the distance, shrouded under a thundercloud, with lightning flashing all over his body.
When he saw the burning black flames in front of him, a strange color immediately flashed in his eyes.
"Netherworld Fire?"
The old man in sackcloth was slightly surprised that such a strange thing could be seen here. Netherworld Fire is a flame between reality and reality, and it is a very rare and strange fire.
What's in the flames?
The old man in sackcloth, who had not planned to stay any longer, suddenly became interested and looked intently. The scene dozens of miles away suddenly became clearer in his eyes.
"Blue Dragon Blood!"
The old man in sackcloth let out a soft cry and then understood.
This kid is also a weird one. He actually destroyed this fire with his perfect sword intent. But then I thought about it. With his cultivation level, there was no other way but to act so recklessly.
What's his name? It seems to be Lin Yun, right... To be able to cultivate sword intent to such a level at such an age is indeed something extraordinary.
The old man thought to himself, looking at the young man shrouded in thunderclouds, his unsmiling face actually showed a little more appreciation.
"But this is a drop of pure blue dragon blood. The power of the dragon is so fierce. Without the help of external objects and no elders to help, it would be difficult to refine and accommodate it with just his physical body."
The old man in sackcloth who was observing secretly seemed to have forgotten to leave, but there was a strong interest in his eyes.
Can this kid really conquer this drop of blue dragon blood?
With his current level of cultivation, it is definitely quite difficult.
The old man in sackcloth murmured in a low voice, but for some reason, he felt that something unexpected would happen.
"Let's see, what are you capable of, the love thread that even the most outstanding saint in the Emperor Xuan Palace cannot cut off!"
The old man in sackcloth had a stern look on his face and made up his mind not to leave for the time being.