The first thousand two hundred and seventy-nine chapters of the white-haired youth

“rise!”

He stretched out his hand and slammed it upward.

A dazzling holy light bloomed in the altar, and in that majestic light, a sword slowly appeared.

“Listen to the snow!”

Lin Yun took the knife and found that there was the word “Tingxue” on the handle of the knife, as well as an ancient mark.

“Let me see……”

Little Bingfeng stepped forward and took the Saint Soldier, and said with a pity: “There is no birth weapon spirit, but it is also a Thousand Pattern Saint Soldier, huh?”

Lin Yun took away the Star God Pill as a sacrifice, and got another million Star God Pill.

Seeing Xiao Bingfeng’s complex expression, he asked, “What’s the matter?”

“I seem to know who they are…” Little Bingfeng said sentimentally.

“Who?”

Lin Yun was puzzled, Xiao Bingfeng was talking about those demons.

“They should be descendants of certain branches of Longmen. This knife may be prepared for the divine battle back then. Unfortunately, if it was unsheathed for you, they all died.” The little ice phoenix held the Xuexue knife in a low voice, softly. Said.

Lin Yun knew about ancient battles.

That divine battle brought the golden age to an end, and the Shenlong Era entered a long period of darkness and turmoil. It was not until the birth of the Nine Emperors that the turmoil was brought to an end.

“Lin Yun, can you give me this knife?” Xiao Bingfeng looked up at Lin Yun.

Lin Yun looked down and saw that there was a huge difference in height between the two. Looking at each other in this way, it seemed that the little ice phoenix was pitiful, like a lotus flower like ice and snow, blooming in front of him.

The emperor is very sad.

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, he smiled and whispered: “Of course you can, what you like, just tell me. No matter what, we won the battle of God after all, so the emperor shouldn’t be too sad.”

“Did you really win?”

Little Bingfeng held Ting Xuedao and whispered, she was very suspicious.

“We have won many times, but that time…”

Little Bingfeng showed the look of memories. She seemed to be back to the ancient times, with a complex expression and sadness: “At that time, many of us agreed to go to the battle of God to guard Kunlun. I remember that I promised someone, but I didn’t. I don’t know what the final result of the battle of God will be.”

Lin Yun knew that she had slept for too long and had forgotten many things. Today, she touched the scene and seemed to recall some past events.

“We have made a covenant since the birth of Era. We have won many times. I remember we have been waiting for someone. But Ziyi told me that that person can’t come back…”

Little Bingfeng looked at Ting Xuedao in her arms, muttering to herself, and said intermittently.

“Who is that person?”

Lin Yun was curious in his heart, who is worthy of a golden age for all the strong to go to the covenant and wait together.

Little Bingfeng shook his head and said nothing.

Lin Yun didn’t follow up the question, but only softly persuaded him: “Since he said he will come back, then he will definitely come back.”

“maybe.”

Little Bingfeng smiled, and returned from the feeling of loss just now.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and Lin Yun and Xiao Bingfeng looked at each other.

The people of the three super sects are here, and they are really fast. It seems that they are lucky and did not choose to live.

“go!”

Lin Yun was not delaying, and greeted the little thief cat, who was still scraping the treasure, and walked towards the fourth floor of the underground palace.

boom!

But who knows, the entrance to the fourth floor of the underground palace is actually like a bottomless pit. Lin Yun felt that his body was falling continuously, and all kinds of exercises were unable to work, and he couldn’t do it even if he wanted to unfold the Golden Crow’s wings.

He stretched out his hand to embrace the little ice phoenix and the thief cat in his arms.

No matter what, with his physical body comparable to the Thousand Patterns Holy Artifact, at most one layer of skin would be broken, so that he would not suffer severe damage.

Bang!

When the soles of Lin Yun’s feet were steady, the ground vibrated violently. He looked around and found that he was in an incomparably vast underground world.

The underground palace above the head is almost as far away as the sky.

“Are you okay?”

Lin Yun knelt on one knee and asked the little ice phoenix in his arms.

Little Bingfeng nodded, stretched out his hand and said, “There!”

Lin Yun stood up and looked up. At the end of his field of vision stood an altar as high as a thousand meters, in which an old man in black sat cross-legged.

He exudes a breath of silence, and the terrifying coercion envelopes this space, releasing an extremely rich black magic light.

Half holy!

Lin Yun frowned slightly, and on the old man, he felt an aura that was even more terrifying than life and death.

The source of the great saint can be refined at least in the life and death realm, and even the saint can be perfected, but the source of the semi-sage does not have so many restrictions.

The divine pill realm can be refined, and with the background of transcendent evildoers, it can even be refined perfectly.

This half-holy source has a fatal attraction to any transcendent evildoer.

Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, even if he was only in the Galaxy Realm right now, he was somewhat overwhelmed by the temptation.

He suddenly thought of something and pondered: “If these were heroes before their lives, we have to kill them again. Isn’t it a bad idea?”

Little Bingfeng shook his head and said, “Being infested by devil energy is even more uncomfortable for them than death.”

If one day Lin Yun himself was invaded by the devil qi and turned into a devil stiff, he would in turn hurt his own people.

I definitely hope that the sooner you can get away, the better. Thinking of this, Lin Yun felt relieved, but he still saluted and respected.

“excuse me.”

Lin Yun whispered, unleashing his sword intent and the might of the blue dragon, and stepped closer to the altar against the opponent’s magic might.

The half-holy on the altar seems to have a certain will that can still shock the devil after death.

He didn’t seem to have completely turned into a demon stiff, Lin Yun saw this, and did not rashly release the sword intent of the gods, afraid of any bad changes.

Bang!

Just as Lin Yun was about to approach the altar, there was a loud noise behind him, and the ground trembled slightly.

Someone is here again!

Lin Yun turned to look, and saw that on a huge boulder, one person holding a horizontal knife, half squatting on a huge boulder, with short white hair that was very garish.

The one who came was not a disciple of the three super sects, but a stranger who had never seen him before.

But when the other party got up, when Lin Yun’s eyes fell on the white hair, he suddenly said, “It’s you!”

He recognized this person. The holy medicine born on the island of Jianzong was said to have been snatched away by a white-haired young man.

Lin Yun had a strong intuition in his heart that the white-haired young man was the white-haired swordman in front of him.

Even the seal at the entrance of the underground palace was opened by this person, who kept walking in front. It’s just that the feng shui was inferior to the little ice phoenix, and Lin Yun caught up with him on the third floor, so Lin Yun was a step slower.

“you know me?”

The white-haired swordsman was very surprised, and his eyes showed confusion. Could this person with the silver-moon mask be an acquaintance?

The mask seems to come from the Mo family, maybe it’s really possible.

“I don’t know, but you snatched the Sword Sect’s holy medicine. I didn’t know and heard of you.”

Lin Yun said lightly.

The white-haired swordsman was relieved, did not deny that he was the one who snatched the holy medicine, and whispered: “I want the things on the altar.”

Wow!

After speaking, he spread his arms on the boulder, holding a knife in one hand, against the magic power released by the semi-sage, and flew towards the altar with speed.

A different color flashed in Lin Yun’s eyes, and the golden crow sacred seal was condensed in his hands, no longer retaining his strength.

The golden light bloomed from him, and a pair of golden crow wings suddenly opened, and his speed soared out of thin air like a fright.

The two figures were in the void, each evolving into two beams of light, which looked like one gold and one white from a distance, and two beams of light continued to spread.

After getting close to the altar, the two beams of light soared, changing and staggering.

Whoosh!

Between the electric light and flint, the two fell on the altar almost at the same time.

The altar was huge, and the two of them looked extremely small when they stood on it.

“It looks like a fight is necessary.”

The white-haired swordsman did not smile, raised his eyes and said softly.

“if not?”

Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, without fear.

It’s not easy to get here and ask him to let out the treasures on the altar in vain, how is it possible!

The white-haired swordman did not draw his sword, his body flashed with lightning, deceived him, and blasted out with a punch.

Dapeng spreads his wings, hates the sky is too low!

The so-called Dapeng rises in the same wind in one day, soaring to the Nine Heavens, and only hates that this world is not enough to fly. When the white-haired swordman came over, behind him was a huge divine bird, casting a huge shadow, a vast and endless mighty force, surging between the world.

In Lin Yun’s eyes, a different light flashed, and the Holy Spirit was actually Kunpeng.

The golden crow grows to the sky, and the silver phoenix transforms into the earth.

Sun Moon God Fist, the world is in the same heart!

Before he could think about it, Lin Yun offered the Sun and Moon Divine Fist, and the golden crow and silver phoenix burst out in his body. He stretched out his hand, held the scroll-like world in his palm, and greeted him with a punch.

Bang!

The two fists made a loud noise, and on the altar, they fought fiercely.

The Holy Spirits between each other clash at the same time, the visions between the heaven and the earth are mixed, and all kinds of light are constantly released.

Whoosh!

When the vision dissipated, the two of them stepped back a few steps each, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Lin Yun looked solemn, feeling that the opponent’s strength was not weaker than the super sect’s destiny, and he was an extremely rare enemy.

Huh!

In an instant, the two were fighting together again, each fighting physically.

Suddenly dragons roared on the altar, the wind and thunder roared, and hundreds of strokes were fought in the blink of an eye. With every punch, it was like two giant dragons colliding, and extremely terrifying fluctuations erupted on this altar.

When the two pulled apart again, they still couldn’t tell the winner.

The purple gold dragon pattern blooms on Lin Yun’s body. What is this guy’s background, his body is actually so powerful.

After being promoted to the Innate Blue Dragon Eucharist, Lin Yun had never encountered a person who could contend with him in a physical body among his peers.

The white-haired young man frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and quietly held his right hand on the handle of the knife.

Wow!

In an instant, this person’s momentum changed drastically, and the sharpness on his body became extremely fierce, his gaze pierced the void like a sharp blade.

Lin Yun’s cold hair stood upright in an instant, like a light on his back, feeling an extremely dangerous aura.

The other party obviously didn’t draw the sword, but the figure in his field of vision became blurred and overlapped.

There are countless figures rising out of thin air, evolving into a variety of different trajectories, each of which is difficult to resist, and each of them is unfathomable.

But when he looked intently, the other party didn’t actually move.

This is neither an illusion nor reality, but it is hard to distinguish between reality and illusion.

“Before I draw the sword, you still have a chance to give up.” The white-haired swordsman’s slightly indifferent voice came over.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand, holding the funeral flower flying out of the sword box, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and muttered: “Before I draw the sword, you also have a chance to give up.”

He was nervous, but also very excited.

It would be too naive if the white-haired young man felt that this would scare him.

[Chapter three is here, and I owe you thirty-nine chapters, the gray-haired youth who laid the groundwork before is on the stage, guess who he is? 】