The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1279: White-haired youth
"Get up!"
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 over and found the word "Tingxue" on the handle of the knife, as well as an ancient mark.
"Let me see..."
Little ice phoenix stepped forward and took the holy soldier, and said with a pity: "There is no birth weapon spirit, but it is also a thousand-pattern holy soldier, huh?"
Lin Yun took away the Star God Pill as a sacrifice, and another one million Star God Pill was obtained.
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 is puzzled, Xiao Bingfeng is talking about those demons.
"They should be the descendants of certain branches of Longmen. This knife may be prepared for the **** wars back then, but unfortunately it was out of the sheath for you, and they all died." The little ice phoenix held the Xuexue knife and said Slowly, said softly.
Lin Yun knew about ancient battles.
The battle of the gods brought the golden age to an end. The Dragon Era entered a long period of darkness and turmoil. It was not until the birth of the Nine Emperors that the troubled world was brought to an end.
"Lin Yun, can you give me this knife?" Little 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 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 should not be too sad." /
"Did you really win?"
Little Bingfeng held the Snow Sword and whispered, she was very suspicious.
"We won many times, but that time..."
Little Bingfeng showed a look of memory. 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 and guard Kunlun. I remember that I promised someone, But I didn’t make it. I don’t know what the final result of the God War 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 the 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 is curious about who is worthy of a golden age for all the powerhouses to join the covenant and wait together.
Little Bingfeng shook his head and didn't speak.
Lin Yun was not asking, but only softly persuaded: "Since he said he will come back, he will definitely come back."
"Perhaps."
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.
People from the three major 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 various 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 and took the little ice phoenix and the thief cat in his arms.
No matter what, with his body comparable to the Thousand Patterns Holy Artifact, at most one layer of skin will be broken, so that he won't suffer severe damage.
Boom!
When Lin Yun's feet were steady, the ground vibrated violently. He looked around and found that he was in a vast underground world.
The underground palace above the head is almost as distant as the sky.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Yun knelt down 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 thousands of meters, in which an old man in black sat cross-legged.
He exudes an aura of deathly silence, and a 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 a breath even more terrifying than life and death.
The source of the great sage can be refined at least in the life and death realm, and even the sage can be perfected, but the source of the semi-sage is not so limited.
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 squinted his eyes slightly, even if he is only in the Galaxy Realm right now, he is somewhat overwhelmed by the temptation.
He suddenly thought of something, and said in deep thought: "If these were heroes before life, we have to kill them again, isn't it too good?"
Little Bingfeng shook his head and said: "Being infected by devilish energy is even more uncomfortable for them than death."
If one day Lin Yun himself was infested by devil energy and turned into a devil stiff, he would in turn hurt his people.
I definitely hope that the sooner the liberation is, the better. Thinking of this, Lin Yun felt relieved, but he still saluted and respected.
"Offended."
Lin Yun whispered, releasing his sword intent and the might of the blue dragon, step by step towards the altar against the opponent's magic might.
The half-holy on the altar seems to have a certain will, which can still stun demons after death.
He didn't seem to have completely turned into a demon stiff, Lin Yun saw this, so he didn't rashly release the sword intent of the gods, afraid of any bad changes.
Boom!
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 around and looked, and saw on a huge boulder, one person holding a horizontal knife, half squatting on a boulder, short white hair is very eye-catching.
The one who came was not the three super sect disciples, but a stranger who had never met.
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 has a strong intuition in his heart that the white-haired young man is 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 not as good as the little ice phoenix, and Lin Yun caught up with him on the third floor, so Lin Yun was a step slower.
"Do you know me?"
The white-haired swordsman is very surprised, and his eyes are filled with doubts. Could this person with the silver moon mask be an acquaintance?
The mask seems to come from the Mo family, maybe it is really possible.
"I don't know, but you took 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 finishing speaking, he spread his arms on the boulder, holding a knife in one hand, against the magic power released by the semi-holy, 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.
Golden light bloomed from him, and a pair of golden crow wings suddenly opened, and his speed skyrocketed like a fright.
Two people
The shadows are in the void, each evolving into two beams of light, which look like one gold and one white from a distance, and two beams of light continue to spread.
When I got close to the altar, the two beams of light rose up and changed.
Wow!
Between the electric light and the flint, the two fell on the altar almost simultaneously.
The altar is huge, and the two of them are extremely small when they stand on it. The wind is roaring, the magic is surging, and they keep pulling their hair.
"It looks like a fight is necessary."
The white-haired swordsman smiled unsparingly, looked up, and said softly.
"Otherwise?"
Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, without fear.
I finally got here and asked him to let out the treasures on the altar for nothing, how could it be possible!
The white-haired swordsman did not draw his sword, his body flashed with lightning, deceived him, and blasted out with a punch.
Dapeng spreads its wings, hate the sky too low!
The so-called Dapeng rises in the same wind in one day, soaring to the Ninth Heaven, and only hates that this world is not enough to fly. While the white-haired swordman came over, behind him was a huge divine bird, casting a huge shadow, a vast and endless majestic 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, the silver phoenix transforms into the earth.
Sun Moon God Fist, the world is in the same heart!
Too late to think about it, Lin Yun offered the Sun Moon God 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.
Boom!
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.
Wow!
When the vision dissipated, the two of them stepped back a few steps each, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.
Lin Yun has a solemn expression, feeling that the opponent's strength is not weaker than the super sect's extraordinary destiny, and is an extremely rare enemy.
Huh!
Only for a moment, 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~IndoMTL.com~ Each punch was like two giant dragons colliding, and a terrible eruption broke out on this altar. fluctuation.
When the two pulled apart again, they still couldn't tell the winner.
Lin Yun's body is blooming with purple and gold dragon patterns. What is this guy's background, his body is actually so powerful.
After being promoted to Innate Blue Dragon Eucharist, Lin Yun has never encountered a person in his generation who can compete with him in physical body.
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.
In an instant, Lin Yun's cold hair stood upright, 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 various trajectories of knife release, each knife is difficult to resist, and each knife is unfathomable.
You can wait until you fix your eyes, but the other party hasn't moved.
This is neither an illusion nor reality, but it is difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.
"Before I draw the knife, you still have a chance to give up." The white-haired swordsman's slightly cold voice came.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held 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 is nervous, but also very excited.
It would be too naive for a white-haired young man to think that this would scare him.
【Chapter three is here, and I owe you thirty-nine chapters. The white-haired young man who laid the groundwork before is here, guess who he is? 】
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