Chapter 1362 No_Name
The first thousand one hundred and sixty-six chapters
Floating clouds thirteen swords, ten thousand swords return to the clan!
The terrifying Jianwei was released from Tingfengju, sweeping the entire Floating Cloud Sword Sect, shocking everyone.
Looking at the location of Tingfeng’s residence, one after another, there was an incomprehensible shock in his eyes.
The residence of the sect Ye Ziling.
She and Xiao Yuruo stood side by side, one tall, cold and heroic, and the other young and lively with a hot body.
“Senior Sister, what’s the matter?”
If Xiao Yu was surprised, she blinked her eyes to look at Ting Fengju, her charming cheeks were filled with surprise.
Just now, she felt the unimaginable sword power, and she almost broke free with the saber in her hand. Fortunately, Senior Sister was by her side, barely blocking this sword power with the heavenly sword intent, and kept her saber.
If not, her sword will also fly out, flying to the center of Na Tingfeng.
The giant shadow of the green mansions, ten thousand swords are flying together!
This is the picture she just saw, the countless sword lights, like a rain of arrows, whizzing away.
“It’s the Holy Spirit!”
Ye Ziling’s eyes flickered, whispering to herself softly, her eyes bursting with light, shining with admiration.
She has never seen such an enchanting figure among her peers, and she is so strong in kendo. Even in the Xue Yao family, those direct disciples with higher eyes than the top can rarely compete with him.
At least in the realm of Star Monarch, no one can compare him, and the most terrifying thing is that Lin Yun has not really reached the age of twenty.
The word extraordinary is really a perfect description for him, even slightly lacking.
“Holy Spirit? The Holy Spirit of Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, isn’t Qing Luan?” Xiao Yuruo said with his head tilted.
Ye Ziling said faintly: “Naturally, the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds could be called the East Wilderness back then. Someone sacrificed the true Holy Spirit of the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds. The Floating Cloud Thirteen with the Holy Spirit is completely different from those who did not possess it. Different swordsmanship.”
“Very good!”
Xiao Yuruo happily smiled and said: “Senior Brother Yun has not yet been promoted to Lord Xing. After he is promoted to Lord Xing, he will go to Cangxuan Mansion with us. When the time comes, we will fight for the top position in the ranking. There is Brother Yun. I’m sure to be sure!”
Ye Ziling smiled, knocked on her forehead, and said with a smile: “You, you know Brother Yun now, it’s him who speaks and shuts up.”
“Hehe, no! But Senior Brother Yun is so handsome, Senior Sister, let’s be together!” Xiao Yuruo said with a grin.
“Then we’re going to be together, what do you do?”
Ye Ziling didn’t refute what was rare, and said with a smile to look at Yu Ruo.
“I… I don’t know, but if Senior Sister and Senior Brother Yun are together, Xiao Yu will definitely be very happy.” Xiao Yuruo blinked her big eyes and said seriously.
She is innocent and kind, with a simple temperament, and her beautiful eyes are like camellia with dew in the mountains in the morning.
“Silly girl, you won’t be happy.”
Ye Ziling touched Yuruo’s head, with a smile on the corners of her mouth, her eyes full of doting.
After a while, she said softly: “I will not be together with your brother Yun, but we will be very good friends. Like and like are different. But sometimes, making a friend is better than liking it. It’s still difficult for people.”
If Xiao Yu seems to understand, pouting, “No, I will be happy, and I can be with you.”
When Ye Yu Ling, I laughed out and played her forehead, smiled: “When you say, my sister is, you!”
“Hehe, it hurts! Don’t flick my forehead, but Brother Yun, do you really want to go with us in a few days?” Xiao Yuruo said extremely expectantly, but she hadn’t seen Senior Brother Yun for several days, thinking about it again. Seeing Brother Yun, bursts of joy naturally appeared on his face.
“Um.”
Ye Ziling nodded, smiled, and responded softly.
No matter what, he who has mastered the real holy spirit of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords is definitely a huge surprise.
At that time, the Palace of the Xuanwang, the Qinglei Temple, the Thousand Crane Tower, and the demon powers of the Cangxuan Demon Realm would be quite surprised.
Thinking of this, Ye Ziling’s frosty cheeks showed a hint of chill, with a sharp sharp edge.
The Floating Cloud Sword Sect had endured it long enough in the past few years, and it was time to fight back all those glory. This was her obsession and the reason why she stayed in the Cangxuan Palace.
That is her dream, what she calls, the sword in her hand, the glory of willing to die generously for it!
She grew up in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect after she was seven years old, and this place has long become her home, and she loves it more than anyone in her heart.
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Inside Tingfeng House.
Xiao Bingfeng rode on Xiao Hong, who had turned into a blood dragon horse, and saw the spirit formation turned into ruins and the sword mound in the martial arts ground, and his mouth closed in surprise.
“What’s going on? The emperor has only left for three days, and you’re starting to demolish the house!”
Xiao Bingfeng glanced away, glared at Lin Yun fiercely, and even the small yard she lived in was swept away.
“No control.”
Lin Yun blinked and chuckled softly.
He had deliberately controlled it, and he didn’t sacrifice the sword intent much, but the power of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords was still too great.
Especially for the final ultimate move, I have a sword, above the clouds, higher than the sky.
The boundless sword power of that sword tore the thirty-six layers of the sky to one layer, and the boundless starlight surging down was all merged into the pierced sword light.
As for the Holy Spirit of Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, it was even beyond Lin Yun’s expectation, unbelievable, and extremely surprised.
The giant shadow of the green mansions, the king of the sword!
When the Holy Spirit bloomed, the sword cocoon on Lin Yun’s eyebrows even grew a lot.
“I should be able to attack Xingjun?” Lin Yun looked at Xiao Bingfeng and asked.
Qihua Juding is relatively familiar to him, not as ignorant and ignorant as he was at the beginning…As for more details, he will refine the nine-leaf sacred fruit and the divine leaf of the blood fruit of the gods, which is completely enough to resist. The number of people on the side is years, even more than ten years of penance.
Xiao Bingfeng thoughtfully, hesitated and said: “It’s best to wait any longer. You don’t have to be too anxious, but since you agreed to Ye Ziling. It’s okay to attack Xingjun right now. You can grasp the degree of it yourself. ”
“understood.”
Lin Yun said softly.
There is no risk in being promoted to Xingjun now, but there will be a little loss, and it is impossible to perfectly maximize the benefits of Qihua Gathering.
But within the range of acceptance, since Ye Ziling agreed, then such a little loss can be fully borne.
“Tell this emperor, what have you experienced these past few days?” Little Bingfeng stood up and dismounted, arrogantly said.
“The Thirteen Floating Swords have been cultivated to the realm by me, including the last three swords and the holy spirit of the Thirteen Floating Swords. It turned out to be a sword. I only know now…”
Lin Yun told the other side all of his cultivation in the past few days.
A look of surprise flashed in Xiao Bingfeng’s beautiful eyes, and he said with a serious face: “Lin Yun, your kendo talent is really terrifying, and this emperor really admires you. This emperor only thought you were good-looking, you can be me. Servant, now it seems that I really have lost the qualifications.”
Will you die if you don’t brag?
Lin Yun murmured in his heart. Fortunately, he was in a good mood, otherwise he would really have to clean up this girl.
“What about you? I haven’t seen anyone in the past few days. I still have something to look for you!” Lin Yun turned off the topic, otherwise the other party would have to brag about his great achievements in those days.
What is born, I have been born, and the sky is destroyed and I am not destroyed.
What is unparalleled in the world.
The emperor was born eighteen years old, an era is one year old, and it is endless.
Little Bingfeng was really fooled, looking at Xiao Hong, and stubbornly said: “After running several times for this guy, Cangxuan Mansion has almost been rummaged, and finally found a monster king with dragon blood for it. Let’s make do with it. Reluctantly let it rise to the peak of the galaxy realm, I kept the demon pill, and prepared it when it was promoted to the star aspect.”
Xiao Hong, who turned into a cat shape, scratched her head embarrassedly. Obviously, the little ice phoenix has done a great job for it in the past few days.
“Right, what can you do with the emperor?” Xiao Bingfeng asked curiously.
Lin Yun told her all about the tomb of the Southern Emperor, the catalog of life and death, the edict of the destiny, the dragon bone, and the withered secret key.
“I’m a good boy…”
Little Bingfeng was shocked, with a rare look of shock on his face, and for the first time he didn’t use this emperor to self-proclaim.
“This emperor really underestimated these nine emperors. A Southern emperor actually has these three treasures.” But the next moment, she returned to her true colors and said in deep thought, “It is true that they are too bad for their stinky fish and shrimps. Compared with this emperor, it’s still a bit too much.”
“Here.”
Lin Yun smiled, took out the picture scroll of Qiangwei and handed it to the little ice phoenix.
Little Bingfeng didn’t open it in a hurry, but just held it in his hand. After a while, his expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, “You didn’t choose to open it, it’s correct. In the past, the ignorant were fearless, seeing mountains as mountains and seeing water as water. Now that I have thoughts in my mind, I might really see bad things.”
After she finished speaking, she threw the picture scroll to Lin Yun again, without saying anything else.
“Is this really a picture book of life and death hiding the gates of hell? There really is hell in the world?” Lin Yun was shocked, even the little ice phoenix dared not look at it, very weird.
This master, except for Ye Ziling, there is nothing to scare her.
“You don’t know much. Ziyuan became famous in the first battle, and the battle that shocked Kunlun was fought in hell.” Xiao Bingfeng glanced at Lin Yun with contempt, and said quite openly.
“Holy Realm Slaying Gods, Tsk Tsk Tsk Tsk Tsk Tsk Tsk, but it broke that little kid.”
Little Bingfeng just praised the Purple Kite Sword Master, and immediately disdain.
Holy Land Slashing the Gods!
Xiao Bingfeng had said this many times, and Lin Yun had a strong feeling when he heard it, but the weight of it was really unknown.
Regardless of the holy realm or the gods, Lin Yun could not touch, or even imagine.
He collected the rose scroll and thought for a while and said, “If the ban on Kuxuan Island is really opened, would the emperor take a trip?”
“Since you have said so, this emperor will reluctantly look at it when the time comes. Since Great Sage Kuxuan is the descendant of Nandi, look at this Kuxuan Island, you can guess how many catties the Nandi has. “Xiao Bingfeng said casually.
Lin Yun smiled, with the little ice phoenix there, no matter how dangerous Kuxuan Island was, it was somewhat guaranteed.
“You enter the sword box, we will meet the old man first.”
Lin Yun called out and laughed softly.
Little Bingfeng was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that today is the appointment time for Master Floating Cloud to meet Lin Yun.
Immediately he readily agreed, and Zhang Fuyun taught Lin Yun what to do, she was also curious.
[Thanks to the big man Ming Daxia for the reward of 100,000 aspect coins, there will be a chapter before twelve o’clock. 】