Chapter 511
The thunder that is about to erupt next will instantly annihilate him and wipe him out on the spot.
Lin Yun shrouded in ray of light, all the unpredictable nervousness in his mind became tense, and the purple kite sword art was constantly running, frantically refining the ichthyosaur demon pill.
As long as the demon pill is refined before the Thunder falls, the sword tactics promotion will have the hope of blocking it.
Buzzing!
Suddenly, Lin Yun felt the dantian purple iris flower shake.
Seventy-one petals buzzed like a sharp sword, bursting out with violent sword intent, swallowing the dazzling demon pill in the body in a nearly plundering manner.
It seemed to be conscious, sensing the imminent danger, and seemed very anxious. The nail-sized demon pill was quickly swallowed little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the light that enveloped it was constantly shrinking and condensing.
Rumble!
Between the sky, the blood cloud that derives from the reckless sword intent tumbling violently. There was a loud rumbling noise, and the suffocating sense of oppression strengthened again.
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!
As if racing against death, there is an invisible demon behind him, chasing himself.
Lin Yun was extremely anxious, all distractions disappeared at the critical moment of life and death.
call out!
When the last point of the demon pill was swallowed by the purple iris flower, Lin Yunxin instantly lifted it up, and saw a little brilliance emerge from the limbs in his body. Like raindrops, falling towards the purple iris flower, like a moth against the fire, desperately.
When all the brilliance fell on the purple iris flower, Lin Yun’s heart jumped fiercely.
He saw that the ice crystal-like purple iris flower suddenly shattered, and then reunited, constantly changing.
Before long, a brand-new purple iris flower reunited and formed in his body. The new purple iris flower, like purple ice crystals, is much slenderer than before. In addition, there is a small blood line in the center of the petals, which looks like it is alive.
Lin Yun buzzed in his mind, indescribable, how he felt after seeing this flower.
If you have to say it in one word, it’s a demon!
Coquettish and noble, like the king of flowers, watching the world.
When the seventy-two petals were all opened, there seemed to be an ancient voice traveling through time and space. Condensed the vicissitudes of the years, turned into obscure and mysterious ideas, trembling in his mind endlessly.
In my mind, a vast and majestic picture appeared, an old man in purple clothes, his face was cold, his eyes were electric, and he was full of directions.
Hengdan was in the sky, holding the sword in front of him, and with his left fingers close together, he slashed from the end of the sword to the point of the sword.
“In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!”
As soon as the two fingers of the close together left hand swiped across the tip of the sword, a mysterious sword print appeared on his body. The purple-clothed old man burst out with a terrifying sword intent, and a huge purple iris flower suddenly bloomed behind him.
The moment when the tilted purple iris blooms, it stirs the wind and clouds of the animation.
In the sky, a huge and terrifying vortex formed, as if it was not the clouds that sucked in, but the whole world.
The purple-clothed old man swept his sword and swept across the boundless black shadow that rushed at him. In an instant, they were all turned into nothingness.
In the name of the sword, I make flowers bloom.
Lin Yun was extremely shocked, and a strange emotion filled his heart.
After much deliberation, the purple-clothed old man that appeared in his mind must be the purple kite sword saint who was in the past.
Every movement of the purple-clothed old man in the picture is constantly reconstructed in his mind.
I see!
It suddenly occurred to him that the sword seal sacrificed by the purple-clothed old man was actually the instant beauty he had mastered before.
It’s just that the instant Fanghua will run out of true essence once it is displayed.
It can only be used to fight people, and the gambling is too big, if you can’t kill the opponent, you will die.
But after the sword jue is promoted to the ninth level, as long as the sword seal is sacrificed, the flowers will bloom with one thought.
He kept thinking about it in his heart, copying the mysterious sword mark sacrificed by the Purple Kite Sword Saint, and a mysterious wave spread out.
On the ancient stone platform, Lin Yun exudes a mysterious purple light, like petals.
boom!
Suddenly, a roar full of blood and killing suddenly broke out between the world and the earth, and the boundless blood cloud issued a terrifying roar.
Immediately after it rolled violently, it evolved into a bloody phantom, like a demon god.
Holding a hundred-meter-long sword light, he slashed down towards the stone platform where Lin Yun was located.
Bang bang bang!
Where the sword light passed, the ancient stone pedestals one after another were chopped into powder on the spot.
The stone platform that has existed for an unknown number of years, in front of this Jianmang, is like a piece of paper, vulnerable to a blow.
Lin Yun opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him, his face suddenly changed in an uproar.
The bloody phantom was like a mountain, and its sword light was cut down like thunder, as if it was going to sweep everything.
Lin Yun on the stone platform looked extremely small in front of this Jian Mang.
“hateful!”
Lin Yun couldn’t have much, so he raised his hand. The flower burial sword that finally entered the stone platform turned into a stream of light and fell into his hands.
Huhu!
The strong wind brought by the sword light blew Lin Yun’s blue shirt into hunting noises. His long hair had already been split, and he was undulating with the wind behind him.
However, it is strange to say that it is clearly a realm of life and death, but it can be the moment when you hold the hilt of the foil burial sword.
Lin Yun’s heart was surprisingly quiet.
Old friend, I’m going to trouble you again…
One person, one sword, after too much life and death, has long been connected. Needless to say, the sword body buzzed on its own, and the burial sword showed its attitude.
The corner of Lin Yun’s mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile.
Looking up, the smile on the young man’s face gradually faded, replaced by a sword-oriented heart, a fearless spirit of life and death.
No, I, Lin Yun, will never die here!
Seeing it, the bloody sword light that swept through everything was about to fall.
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, held the sword in front of him with his right hand, and put the two fingers of his left hand together, sticking to the sword and scratching upwards.
Click!
With the arms close together, slowly passing by, the dantian purple iris blooms one by one.
When the finger crossed the tip of the sword, all the seventy-two petals bloomed, and an unmatched sword force burst out from Lin Yun.
“In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!”
A huge purple iris flower suddenly bloomed on top of his head, stirring up the wind and clouds in the animation sky, Lin Yun held a sword in both hands to block the falling bloody sword light.
Bang!
Amidst the loud noise, a weird scene appeared, and the seemingly insignificant Lin Yun abruptly blocked this sword light.
The ground rumbling and trembling ceaselessly, Lin Yun’s mouth overflowed with blood, and his face was pale for an instant.
At the foot of the ancient stone platform, there were cracks, and it was about to fall apart.
“roll!”
Lin Yun gritted his teeth, roared with all his strength, and shook the blood-colored sword light for a moment with his sword.
Huh!
Taking advantage of a moment, he smashed the ancient stone platform with one foot and rushed out like lightning.
boom!
The bloody sword light was no longer obstructed, and slashed straight to the ground, drew out an inexhaustible huge gully.
Lin Yun, who was half squatting on the other stone platform, was weak and weak, kicking.
His hair was disheveled, and blood was slowly overflowing from his nostrils, eyes, and ears. The sword that was barely blocked still caused him serious injuries.
But the corner of the boy’s mouth raised a stubborn smile.
He survived after all!