Seven hundred and sixtieth chapters undercurrent surging
Chapter 765
Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, the top of the lonely peak.
Lin Yun, who was on the top of the mountain, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and calmed down, and the burial flower sword was erected on the rock a hundred meters away.
The feast is coming, and there is not much time left. After Lin Yun stabilized the body technique of Tengyun Jue. He stopped practicing hard, and came here to observe the clouds, watch the fog, listen to the wind, and enjoy the moon, so as to cultivate his mind and cultivate himself.
The sword heart.
He is a swordsman after all, no matter how strong the Canglong Nine Changes are, no matter how terrible the taboo boxing technique, the Seven Killing Fist, or how terrible the Tengyun Art is.
If you want to shine in the dragon feast and win the ranking you want, you have to rely on the sword in your hand.
After seeing the style of Yan Longzi, Lin Yun deeply realized the difference in his background with the Three Kings and Qiying. If he wanted to compete with these people, he would rely on his own spiritual sword intent. If he could win the heart of the sword
Going further, if you cultivate the spiritual sword intent to a small success level, your chances of victory will undoubtedly be greater.
In front of him, there was an endless sea of clouds, a vast vast area of white.
At one moment, when the morning sun broke out, countless golden lights fell on the sea of clouds. The vast sea of clouds suddenly became dazzling, spreading a layer of golden light, as if it was a dream fairyland.
"sword!"
When the light filled the entire sea of clouds, a light seemed to bloom deep in Lin Yun's eyes. The Burial Flower Sword snatched the sheath and was caught by him.
The majestic sword intent is extremely domineering, and the sword contains the sharp edge of cutting all things. It moves forward and destroys the sky and the earth.
Click!
Lin Yun swung his sword, and a smooth gap appeared in front of him, spreading out continuously.
Hiss! Hiss!
The endless sea of clouds was constantly torn apart like cloth, and the gap was torn three thousand meters before it came to an abrupt end.
The cracked gap only existed for a moment, and the vast sea of clouds quickly closed, and the sword intent could not be preserved forever.
"It's still three thousand meters... It's really difficult for this spiritual sword intent to be promoted to a small success."
Lin Yun threw it away casually, and the Burial Flower Sword ended into the scabbard a hundred meters away. On his head, there were stars like snow, falling constantly.
Shaking his head, Lin Yun sat down again, watched the clouds and listened to the wind.
Let time pass, the sun rises and sunsets, and the forest clouds are on the top of this lonely mountain, motionless.
In the blink of an eye, another five days passed.
Another round of sunrise breaks out, shining the vast sea of white clouds. In Lin Yun's eyes, the process of golden light falling was broken into a series of slow movements, and those golden lights were like in his eyes.
It is rice grains that jump in the sea of clouds.
Suddenly, Lin Yun felt a sudden realization.
The sword intent is spiritual, invisible and spiritual. However, after the invisible thing is spiritual, it can easily cut off the tangible thing like cutting melons and vegetables. Whether it is a mountain, a earth, or a river, the sword intent is all
It can be broken and broken.
But the vast sea of clouds is essentially an invisible thing.
"So that's it, but my previous tricks were wrong. How can I succeed by cutting off tangible objects to cut off the sea of clouds? I was wrong from the beginning..."
Lin Yun realized immediately, and immediately raised his hand and grabbed the flying burial flower with five fingers.
There was no fancy, Lin Yun swung his sword, and this sword did not use true energy or strength. Only pure sword intent, which looked ordinary and did not show light, but the moment it stabbed out gave people the feeling
But Hu Tian destroyed the earth and broke out a ferocious crack in the sky.
Rumble!
But the power of this sword was unimaginable, gathering all the endless starry light falling from the sky, forming a huge star sprig.
There was a bright sword light inside the Star Swirl, and hundreds of majestic star lights were spinning around the sword lights. The Star Swirl burst out with a terrifying power while turning, and Lin Yun's sword power was the power of the Star Swirl.
At this moment, it reached an unprecedented level of terror.
The next moment, the sea of clouds in front of him was shattered into nothingness by the sword.
Wow!
The majestic star sprig above Lin Yun's head was without the obstruction of the sea of clouds, and thousands of light burst out from the top of Gushan to shine the golden light of the forest below, like the endless morning light that broke through the dawn.
Spiritual sword intent, promotion to small success!
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief and practiced the Domineering Sword with his small spiritual sword intent on the top of this lonely mountain.
Thunder and lightning!
The sun is broken by the shocking sky!
Stars explode!
The sun breaks through the dawn!
Cross-blocking Tai!
Blood conquers the mountains and rivers!
The six-style sword was like a god and a ghost in his hand, stirring up the wind and clouds of the sky. For a moment, the sky was dim and the earth was dark, and lightning was thunder and thunder. The top of this lonely mountain seemed to be like the end of the world, and ghosts were about to come out.
In the end, Lin Yun killed the world with one sword and perfectly merged these six killer moves.
"happy!"
Lin Yun put his sword back into the sheath and shouted loudly, like the sound of thunder, shaking the mountains.
With this small-scale spiritual sword intent, the domineering sword, which was originally as difficult as a beast, was directed in Lin Yun's hands like an arm, and was relaxed and relaxed.
Bazhan Tianxia, which has combined six killer moves, no one can know how terrifying this sword move is. In addition to this Bazhan Tianxia, he also has a more terrifying trump card, which is the sword that has reached the realm of transformation.
Break the mountains and rivers.
Whether it is the Chenguang Sword Technique or the overlord sword left by Jian Wuming, it is enough to surpass the Southern Region.
But Lin Yun went further and created two sword moves that belonged only to him among these two sword techniques, which would surely usher in the feast of dragons.
...
The feast of dragons is approaching, and the entire ancient Nanhua domain is surging undercurrents.
Except for Lin Yun, others are also practicing hard day and night to make a living in order to shine in the feast.
Mujian City is a remote place in the Tianling Mountains, and the Xueshang Pavilion is Wu Xiaotian, sitting casually on a rock.
boom!
A blood-colored air flow in the air rippled like water waves, spreading around Wu Xiaotian. In front of him, there were two king demon pills contaminated with demonic energy, which were constantly being refined.
The demon evil spirits and demonic energy that had been refined countless times in the demon pill kept injecting into his body like lightning. The blood qi that was confused around him became more and more intense, bright and scattered, as strange as demon blood.
After all the two demon pills were refined, the blood energy that filled his body gathered and turned into a majestic blood group.
boom!
The next moment, the blood ball burned strangely and turned into a blazing blood flame. The blood flame was very strange, looking like liquid, but the fire was everywhere, making the valley bright red, and everything was covered with a layer of haze.
The bloody fire.
"The Blood Flame Demon Skill is finally completed at the twelve levels."
Wu Xiaotian vomited out turbid air, his face calmly and he could not see any excitement.
It seems that no one in the Blood Flame Demon Skill at the Blood Sorrow Pavilion has cultivated to the perfect realm, but it is just an ordinary thing for him, not worth mentioning.
In the beast tide that is rare in a thousand years, Wu Xiaotian won two king-level demon pills in the extremely fierce competition. When the beast tide ended, he simply stayed and refined in the Tianling Mountains in seclusion.
Finally, before the feast of dragons came, two demon pills were refined and the blood flame demon ritual was cultivated to the point of
The twelve levels of perfection.
If the elders of Xueshang Pavilion knew about this, they would be ecstatic.
No one except the sect ancestors can cultivate such a magical skill as the Blood Flame Demon Skill, and they all go crazy after the tenth level.
Suddenly, Wu Xiaotian remembered Lin Yun. This boy suddenly left before the final battle of the beast tide, which really shocked him for a long time.
But for a moment, Wu Xiaotian didn't think about it. The man chose the most difficult path and was destined to fail.
On the contrary, after he left, many rookies emerged in the Thousand Years of Beast Tide, one by one, and even he felt a little pressure.
"This year's dragon feast will be quite exciting. Jiang Ziye, don't let me down!"
A stunning and cold face appeared in his mind, and the expression in Wu Xiaotian's eyes suddenly became cold. The blood flame behind him began to squirm wildly, and then suddenly exploded. Within ten miles, everything was frozen, its vitality was annihilated, and it withered in an instant.
...
The ancient Nanhua area is in the bitter and cold place in the north, with endless ice. Among the thousands of snow peaks, a villa stands on the top of the mountains.
This is Beixue Villa!
Among the nine overlords in Beixue Villa, the sect has an unfathomable heritage, and it is only a slight difference compared to the strongest overlord Ziyue Cave Heaven.
Inside the villa, a middle-aged man in blue was sitting upright on the throne.
This person is the owner of Beixue Mountain Villa.
Behind the throne were cold swords one after another, and the sword light was sharp, as if it was much colder than the snow in the sky.
In front of the middle-aged man in blue, many disciples of the sect stood straight in the wind and snow like swords. In front of them, a young man kneeled in front of the throne with a respectful expression and a solemnity.
The young man looked quite immature, but he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, but his cultivation was terrible and he had already reached the level of half a step in Tianpo.
In addition, what is even more terrifying is that the sword intent on his body is as thick as the ocean and as sharp as snow peaks, making people afraid to wipe its sharpness.
"Mu Han, among the juniors of Beixue Villa, you are the best talent for swordsmanship. I have raised you for 18 years and haven't let you go out. I am raising a sword. If the sword is not sheathed, it will be gone. Once it is unsheathed, the whole Nan must be allowed to let the whole Nan be
The domain is trembling about it, and my Beixue Villa is definitely not a false reputation."
The middle-aged man in blue roared coldly: "This time the dragon feast, you must at least enter the fifteenth."
"Fifteen? My goal is to be the top ten. If I don't make it to the top ten, everything is meaningless."
The young man kneeling on the ground had a terrible cold face, while his words were even colder and unquestionable.
call out!
At this moment, a sword light passed through the vast snow-capped mountains and kept falling towards the villa in the snowy sky.
Wherever the sword light passed, all the flying snow in the air stopped, as if time had stopped. Even though the sword light had gone far away, the snow in the sky was still there was still no trace of it.
move.
"Senior Brother!"
"Senior brother is back!"
The disciples of the entire Beixue Villa were all excited when they saw this sword light, and even Mu Han, who was kneeling on the ground, had a serious look flashed in his eyes.
The middle-aged man in blue with a solemn expression also showed a faint smile at this moment.
Those who can make the disciples of Beixue Mountain Villa call their senior brothers naturally have no one else except Nangong Wanyu.
As the feast is approaching, the famous names on the Longyun List appear one after another and return to their respective sects.
In the undercurrent, the appearance of the Three Kings and Seven Kings and Seven Kings Nangong Wanyu is destined to be just the beginning.