Chapter 865

“It should not be far away.”

Lin Yun whispered to himself, and continued to walk forward, and it didn’t take long for him to come to a lair.

There is a ban near the nest. Although it is quite secret, the technique is extremely rough. Think about it, the magic dragon eagle has never learned the spirit pattern, so naturally it can only arrange it at will with some instinctive talents.

It is enough for it, because no one dares to come here.

Lin Yun alone is an exception.

There are three “jewels” in the nest, shimmering, crystal clear and translucent, containing a strong and incomparable vitality.

“found it.”

With joy flashed in his eyes, Lin Yun stretched out his hand, and did not touch the prohibition to take away the best quality.

This is not a gem, but the beast egg of the Devil Dragon Eagle.

But this thing is Lin Yun, the key to getting the essence and blood of the magic dragon and eagle, he has to touch it without touching it.

go!

Leaving this territory, Lin Yun’s figure swiftly shuttled through the forest without staying in the slightest. In a short period of time, the Devil Dragon Eagle will not find that the beast eggs have been taken away, but once it is discovered, the violent rage will make the entire Yanlong Ridge tremble.

After half an hour, Lin Yun kicked a little on the top of a tree. But when he was about to leave, his brows were slightly frowned, and a thick color flashed in his eyes.

Hum! Hum!

A wave of sword intent that made him tremble, came from afar, wave after wave, in the air.

Lin Yun’s heart was beating wildly, and the rare appearance on his face was particularly shocking.

this……

His sword intent is already the peak consummated innate sword intent, what kind of sword intent can make him tremble?

“Hehe, it looks like it’s about to succeed.”

“Jianmen planted a seed of Sword Emperor Grass in Luolongpo thirty years ago. Now it is finally about to emerge.”

“Luolongpo, the strong man who fought against the Yanlong is really terrifying. After a thousand years of death, the sword intent is immortal today.”

“The Shaoguan mainly refined this sword emperor grass, and the sword intent is afraid that it must at least reach Dacheng, or even be promoted to the realm of perfection! At the feast of dragons, it will definitely shine!”

“Maybe, this seed has been tainted by the sword intent of that strong man for ten years, and it may be able to break free from the shackles of the innate sword intent.”

At this moment, several disciples of the Iron-Blooded Sword Sect passed by under the tree, talking casually.

Lin Yun restrained his breath, waited for the group of people to walk away, and then took off the branches to reveal his figure.

Looking up at the source of the fluctuation of sword intent, Lin Yun thoughtfully. It turned out that the strong man who fought the Yanlong was a peerless swordsman.

What kind of sword intent it is that can be immortal for a thousand years, Lin Yun has infinite curiosity in his heart, and he can’t control it at all.

Calculating the time, if it’s just a glance, it should be too late.

Lin Yun made some calculations and made a decision.

Take a look!

Immediately his body flickered, silently, and swept forward like lightning. Along the way, the more pressure on that sword intent.

Ten minutes later, Lin Yun’s eyes suddenly stabbed.

When he resumed his vision and opened his eyes cautiously, it was at the end of his sight. He saw a sword, hanging above the nine heavens, lingering in the light of immortality.

The endless and majestic sword intent, with the blooming sword light, shines that piece of heaven and earth as bright as the sun.

Nine days of thunder, the sword shines!

Lin Yun felt a great shock, he knew that it was not a real sword.

It was a sword condensed from a sword intent that he couldn’t understand at all. The sword contained the swordsman’s thousand-year-old arrogant will.

Nine days of thunder, the sword shines!

There is no words that can describe the shock in Lin Yun’s heart at this moment, completely dumbfounded.

Although he knows that sword intent is divided into nine ranks, innate sword intent is only one rank, and innate above is psychic. But above the psychic, what kind of sword intent there is, it is really not clear.

At the end of the field of vision, this handle was suspended for nine days, with thunder light lingering, and there was an overwhelming sword intent, which was definitely not a psychic sword intent.

Because it was too strong, it gave Lin Yun the feeling that that sword was the monarch of this world. Anyone who sees it must be sincerely convinced, and if there is disrespect, it will be destroyed.

Even if the owner of Jianyi has died for thousands of years, he still silently demonstrates the demeanor of that year.

Lin Yun’s heart was full of enthusiasm, this is the swordsman!

Thousands of years ago, the strong man who fought the Yanlong fiercely and left a legend was a swordsman. He was excited all over his blood, this is the glory that belongs to the swordsman, this is the pride of our swordsman.

When can I be so strong?

Lin Yun clenched his right fist tightly, holding his breath, completely looking forward to and admiring. The look was solemn and solemn, as if some bad behavior would blaspheme this predecessor.

One day, the sword intent between me will hang in nine days, one hundred years, one thousand years, and immortality for thousands of years!

After a long time, Lin Yun’s heart calmed down a bit, and he adjusted to the dazzling sword light. His figure flickered and swept forward, he wanted to see who the so-called young master was.

There is such a powerful force behind it, for thirty years to bury a seed of Sword Emperor Grass.

Sword intent is hard to comprehend, Lin Yun can be so enchanting, fighting across boundaries. A large part of the reason is because of his sword intent, which is the best in all directions, and can be ranked among the best in the entire ancient South China region. It belongs to the existence of Fengmao Water chestnut.

Thinking of this guy, for no reason, refine a carefully prepared sword king grass. The sword intent can reach a realm comparable to his own, and Lin Yun felt a little unhappy in his heart. His innate sword will lead, but after nine deaths and hardships, he has only come to this step.

Whoosh whoosh!

He is agile in posture, with a restrained aura, and quietly shuttles between the woods.

After a while, I finally saw something.

That shocking sword hangs on the top of a high mountain, hidden in the clouds and mist. At the foot of the mountain, there are the elites of the Iron-Blooded Sword Sect, stationed here, looking at a lot of masters.

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart, no wonder he hadn’t seen a master of the Jagged Sword before.

It turned out that they all ran here. Among the stars and the moon, a handsome young man in white was sitting cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed. On his side, there is a middle-aged man in grey clothes with an unfathomable breath, and the distance between the eyes of the dazzling man is very frightening.

Strong Heavenly Soul!

Lin Yun’s face changed slightly, and there was actually a strong celestial soul guarding his way, I am afraid that this person has a considerable background. Looking at it again, in addition to the middle-aged in grey clothes, there is also a black-clothed old man, with a half-step celestial cultivation base, and wearing iron-blood sword costumes.

This is the master of the Jagged Sword Sect, what a big battle!

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and Lin Yun was shocked secretly in his heart. The young man in white is afraid that his background is quite big.

It is said to come from Mujian City, which is a city full of sword halls. Like Tianling City, it is also one of the seven main cities of Leizhou. It’s just more famous. Everyone practices swords there, and there are sword halls everywhere, which can be regarded as a holy land for swordsmen.

Before Lin Yun came, he had heard of it.

The sword hall where the white-clothed youth is located can be at least ranked in the top three in Mu Jiancheng, otherwise the Iron-Blooded Sword Sect does not have to go out for him.

“time to go.”

Lin Yun retracted his gaze.

Such a big battle, not to mention that there is no such strong Heavenly Soul, he can’t provoke even the Iron-Blooded Sword Sect alone, and this muddy water can’t be mixed.

Besides, he still has business to do.

Whoosh!