Chapter 339

The night was as cool as water, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. After taking out more than ten second-grade spirit jade, Lin Yun began to practice on the spot in the courtyard.

He is now staying in the late stage of the fifth level of Xuanwu, and there is still some distance from the sixth level of Xuanwu. In a short time, even though he couldn’t make a breakthrough in promotion, he still wanted to try it. After all, the number of second-grade spirit jade in his hand was far beyond the reach of others.

Furthermore, compared to the senior disciple of the inner sect in the sword pavilion, his cultivation base is too weak.

Even though he has the Ziyuan Sword Art next to him, let him face the disciples of Xuanwu Seventh Layer, and he won’t be timid compared to the true essence. But if you can break through the sixth level of Xuanwu, there is no doubt that the winning side will be greater.

Click!

However, in half a quarter of an hour, a few second-grade spirit jade in his hand were all cracked.

Lin Yun sighed, with mixed joys and sorrows. Fortunately, after the Purple Kite Swordmaster was promoted to the eighth level, he was reborn, showing the powerful side of the ancient exercises. With such a progress, catching up with other people’s cultivation base is just around the corner.

What’s worrying is that the four thousand second-grade spirit jade in hand, I’m afraid it can’t last long.

Once the resources were stopped, the cultivation base would be difficult to advance.

Swish!

Hundreds of second-grade spirit jade were consumed one after another, but they were still one step away from the sixth level of Xuanwu.

If someone else consumes so much second-grade spirit jade, no matter how bad his aptitude is, he has already broken through the sixth level of Xuanwu.

“No, before dawn, you must be promoted to the sixth level of Xuanwu.”

The decision flashed in Lin Yun’s heart, and he searched in the storage bag. After a while, a lingering bloody glow, bright glaze, and aura of different fruits appeared in his palm.

Blood inflammation fruit!

For this strange result, the four sons of the Great Qin Empire gathered together, but in the end they fell into his hands.

This thing was originally intended to be given to Senior Brother Xinjue, but Sister Xinyan forcibly left it in his hands and was not allowed to send it out.

The blood inflammation fruit is a different fruit. When it hits the Purple Mansion Realm, refining this fruit can increase the chance by 30%.

The Eighth Young Master, no matter who breaks through the Purple Mansion Realm, he will definitely be a rider, and become the well-deserved No. 1 evildoer in the Great Qin Dynasty.

There is only a 30% chance of being promoted to the Purple Mansion Realm with this different fruit, which can be used to break through the Sixth Level of Xuanwu, and it will definitely have a 100% success rate.

The only helplessness is to be too overkill and conquer things.

Some of the Eight Young Masters, if they knew that he was going to use this blood inflammation fruit to be promoted to the sixth level of Xuanwu, they would only be able to beat him alive.

“Just use it.”

Lin Yun’s eyes flickered, no longer hesitating, swallowing this foreign fruit into his abdomen.

As soon as the different fruit entered the abdomen, it turned into waves of majestic blood-colored thick slurry, which filled Lin Yun’s limbs and viscera like a volcanic eruption.

The horrible essence of the sun and the moon made Lin Yun’s whole body roasted, his face flushed to the point of bleeding.

Lin Yun was slightly shocked, and if this continues, he will have to be contracted by the spirit of the blood inflammation fruit in a few seconds.

At the moment, without daring to be careless, the Purple Kite Sword Art was going crazy.

Rumble!

In an instant, his cultivation base was advancing violently and soaring. A flood like a dyke burst, accompanied by a loud noise, and went away, out of control.

Without any hindrance, after the cup of tea, Lin Yun couldn’t ask for the sixth level of Xuanwu, and easily broke through.

After the sixth profound vein was opened, the bloody thick pulp formed by the melting of the blood inflammation fruit still showed no weakening trend. Over and over again, scouring Lin Yun’s physical body, scouring and purifying the true essence of his previous cultivation with blood flames.

The whole body is like a sharp sword, undergoing tempering like a storm.

However, the situation has stabilized.

After the sixth level of Xuanwu, Lin Yun used the Zi Kite sword art to bear the violent impact again, and it was a lot easier.

For a moment, a trace of regret flashed in Lin Yun’s heart, and he really underestimated the value of this blood inflammation fruit.

But after an instant, his mind became firm.

Time passed, when the sun rose, Lin Yun opened his eyes and exhaled a long stale breath. The depths of his eyes are horrifying, and his body is thick and dignified, exuding an astonishing breath.

It feels unfathomable and unpredictable.

The sixth peak of Xuanwu is complete!

A blood inflammation fruit, elevating him from the cultivation base of the late Xuanwu stage directly to the sixth peak of Xuanwu.

It’s worthy of the different results of the Four Young Masters fighting together, and its value can be seen.

If it is used in the late stage of the Xuanwu Realm, I am afraid that the effect will be better.

With the five fingers clenched, the surging true essence surged, and his strength more than doubled overnight.

It’s terrible…

Rao is Lin Yun’s state of mind, it is inevitable that it feels like being in a dream at this moment, a little not convinced.

“Little Junior Brother, it’s time to go.”

Senior Sister Xinyan’s voice sounded outside the courtyard, and Lin Yun woke up, hurriedly responded, freshened up and hurried out before going out.

Pushing the gate of the courtyard, Senior Sister Xinyan is wearing a cyan gown today as a gentleman. Although it is still difficult to conceal her graceful figure, the extra ray of heroism out of thin air makes people shine.

“Our younger brother is getting more and more handsome.”

Xin Yan looked at Lin Yun, dressed in a blue shirt, showing her skillful features, delicate features, and delicate features, but she became happier as she watched, and smiled: “Hehe, at the birthday party, Princess Fenghua might look at you differently.”

Compared with the young and astringent when he first entered the sect, Lin Yun, who has been in the sect for more than half a year, has experienced a lot of right and wrong, and obviously refined a lot.

Between raising hands and feet, there is already quite a demeanor.

“Senior Sister joked.”

Lin Yun responded softly, not caring.

Princess Fenghua, the number one beauty in Qin Dynasty, is the dream lover of many warriors. But to him, whether it was Su Ziyao of Qingyun Sect, or Yue Weiwei, who later met, they were all stunning in the world, with a charming appearance.

I didn’t think that Princess Fenghua’s beauty could surpass them.

“and many more……”

Xinyan found that something was wrong, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and she said in surprise: “Little Junior Brother, have you been promoted to the sixth level of Xuanwu?”

Lin Yun nodded without denying.

“That’s right, you have 6,000 second-tier spirit jade in your hand after the alliance battle. With such a huge resource, it is not surprising that you are promoted to the sixth level of Xuanwu.”

After being surprised, Xin Yan smiled lightly and said softly.

There is nothing to hide from Senior Sister Lin Yun, and she said truthfully: “I have refined the blood inflammation fruit.”

There was a flash of surprise on Xin Yan’s pretty face, but she didn’t mean to blame it, she smiled: “Little brother is willing, but it doesn’t matter, just use it. Hehe, let’s go, eldest brother and they still Waiting for us.”

The two of them rode horses towards the foot of the Peak Tower.

At the foot of the mountain, in addition to the sect disciples who were seeing off, five people were waiting for them.

In the middle of the two, the elder is naturally Elder Luo Feng, and standing next to him is the disciple Xinjue of Tianbang. The rest of the three people are all at the Xuanwu eighth level, and they are not weaker than Xin Yan at all.

I’m afraid they are all top rankings. It’s a coincidence that Lin Yun still knows one of them, Tang Tong.

He rushed to Lin Yun

“I have seen Elder Luo, I have seen Senior Brother Xinjue.”

Lin Yun bowed to each of them.

Luo Feng touched his beard, nodded slightly, looked at Lin Yun and smiled softly: “Lin Yun, can you make some progress in these seven days?”

Hearing this, the rest of the people all cast their eyes on him.