The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1112: Silver like snow
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Two days have passed.
Lin Yun, who had made sufficient preparations, left the Floating Cloud Sword Sect with the little ice phoenix and the thief cat.
The Kunlun Realm God Dragon Calendar is 3,301 years. On this day, Lin Yun officially set foot in Kunlun and began his experience.
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The Sea of Floating Clouds, a deserted seemingly deserted island, quietly fell into the shadow of a person.
The person here is Lin Yun. It has been more than a month since he left the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. Almost all the names on the scrolls that are easier to gnaw are removed, and the rest are considered hard bones.
Under this desert island, there is a hidden underground palace.
In the palace, a middle-aged man in a black robe is sitting on a magnificent throne, and a woman with exposed dress, with her **** exposed, is waiting carefully on a chair.
On both sides of his throne, there are ten outstanding masters, men and women, all enjoying wine and food.
The ten people are without exception. They are all the peak cultivation bases of the Seventh Realm of the Heavenly Soul.
In the great world of Kunlun, mortals are born with innate realm. As long as they have a little talent, it is not difficult to become a celestial soul at the age of fifteen.
Ke Xingjun is a hurdle, and almost nine adults can't pass this hurdle.
The place under the jurisdiction of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect has a population of more than hundreds of millions, but the disciples are only five hundred. You can know that for ordinary people, even Xingjun is not that easy to reach.
The man on the throne is in his fifties, with a grim face and a hostile air between his brows. His cultivation level has reached the peak of the Star Element Realm, which is much stronger than many of the direct disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.
The breath is very thick, the most important thing is that the body is terrible, and the blood is faintly flowing in the eyes.
He is Huang Yong!
In the Star Sovereign Realm of Cangxuan Mansion, there is a rather fierce casual cultivator. The direct disciples of the four major sects made several shots at him, and they all managed to escape.
At this moment, a musician is playing in the palace, and a charming woman is dancing.
He and his masters, drinking and chatting, and admiring the dancing.
"Brother, when will we have to hide...isn't it just a funerary? What's to be afraid of!" In the hands of ten half-step Xingjun, a big man drank wine and said very dissatisfied.
Huang Yong had a cold face, took a sip of wine, and did not answer.
In the last month, a person suddenly appeared in Cangxuan Mansion, claiming to be the burial boy. Many evil cultivators died in the hands of this person, and Huang Yong vaguely noticed that something was wrong. These dead evil cultivators had grievances with the Floating Cloud Sword Sect.
He was cautious by nature, so he hid, planning to wait until the limelight passed before coming out to walk around.
The people of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, it is impossible to spend all their time chasing and killing evil cultivators, they also have to cultivate, Huang Yong knows this well.
"Hey, old seventh. Boss, this place, some eat, drink and play, and there is also a spiritual spring hidden, you can retreat at any time. Recently, the funeral of the **** is full of strength, avoiding it. What a bad thing."
A wicked cultivator stared at the dancing maid, with a wretched light in his eyes.
"I'm afraid that this funerer will be here." Some people said more carefully.
Huh!
Huang Yong flicked the wine glass and said coldly: "If he dares to come, I will let him die. I'm here to avoid the limelight. I'm not really afraid of him, but I don't want to cause trouble."
His underground palace was built with no effort, in addition to being secret, there are also several spiritual formations.
As long as it is not a master of the astral realm, others will come in, and they won't even know how to die.
Having been fierce in Cangxuan Mansion for so many years, how could Huang Yong have no means? This lair has not been easily broken by people.
"Brother, the purple flame golden lotus in the spring is mature!"
At this moment, at the side entrance of the underground palace, a man in yellow robe walked over happily, holding a brocade box in his arms.
Purple Flame Golden Lotus!
The warriors of the half-step Xingjun in the hall suddenly lit up, and they were willing to follow Huang Yong. It is because he holds a secret spiritual spring in which the heavenly materials and the precious purple flame golden lotus grow.
Now the purple flame golden lotus is mature again, as long as they are given a lotus leaf, they can attack the realm of Xingjun.
"Quit!"
Huang Yong's eyelids twitched, he drove away the woman beside him, and waved to retreat.
Huh!
After a flash, he came to the front of the yellow warrior.
The warrior in yellow was shocked. It was too fast. The ordinary Xingjun was afraid that he would be defeated in front of his eldest brother. The so-called direct disciples of those sects have always regarded themselves very high, but many of the direct disciples have died in Huang Yong's hands over the years.
Especially two years ago, four direct disciples of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect were tortured to death by their elder brother.
It was a sensation in Cangxuan Palace, Floating Cloud Sword Sect was furious, and even many elders were dispatched, but the eldest brother is still happy to the present.
Huang Yong grabbed the brocade box, but once again, he sat in the palace again.
He quickly opened the box and saw the purple flame golden lotus inside at a glance. He couldn't help his eyes flashing, and he laughed strangely: "I have been waiting for this golden lotus to mature for several years. Lotus heart, I can hit the Galaxy Realm!"
"Congratulations, brother!"
"With this treasure, it is possible for Big Brother to hit the astral realm within three years."
"Hey, my big brother, this purple flame golden lotus is a different species, and the lotus heart is stained with a trace of monster blood. Not to mention the star aspect, it is impossible to hit the gods within three years!"
The masters under his command immediately got up and started flattering.
Huang Yong is usually unsmiling, with a dark temperament, but at this moment it is rare to show excitement and joy.
This thing is indeed a different species, but his talent is not high. The Star Camera will be very large in three years, but it is quite reluctant to become a godly pill realm.
However, he was already satisfied with being able to impact the star aspect, and the star aspect realm in Cangxuan Palace was already terrifying.
Except for the elders of the sect, not many people can hold it down.
Huang Yong smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will not treat you badly. There are 13 lotus leaves, and you are indispensable."
"Thank you brother!"
"Big brother just need a word, I will wait to go through the fire and water, and I will not hesitate."
A group of people immediately beamed their eyes and went crazy with excitement.
Huang Yong sneered in his heart. He knew how loyal these people were. But as long as you can keep pressing them, you are not afraid of any tricks these people play.
"Purple flame golden lotus stained with demon blood, this is really rare, I want it too."
At this moment, a cold voice came.
"Huh?"
The palace immediately became quiet, and their expressions changed slightly and their eyes drifted away.
"Since your Excellency is here, why don't you show up, it's meaningless to hide." Huang Yong's smile diminished in an instant, and the whole face became extraordinarily cold. At the same time, Zi Yan was calm The golden lotus is ready.
As long as the opponent dares to appear in this palace, no matter what the background is, he will definitely die.
The formation in this palace was made by a famous Saint Profound Master who spent a lot of money and spent several months to arrange it.
The Star God Pill alone has exhausted thousands of them.
Crack! Click! Click! Click!
No one responded, only a rush of flute sounds, like a thousand horses roaring past. Immediately there was a continuous explosion, the formation pattern hidden in the wall shattered one after another, and the Star God Pill at the node exploded into fragments.
The so-called spirit array fell apart immediately.
Boom!
The brightly lit, magnificent palace immediately became extremely dim.
Only a few candle lights flickered in the air, gleaming with a faint light, and the hall became bright and dark.
It's him!
That person came, and Huang Yong's masters turned pale.
Buyer Playboy, he really came!
He came out of the Cangxuan Palace recently, and he was extremely decisive. In just one month, the evil cultivation of more than ten star monarch realms has been passed down.
He has silver hair, a mask covering half of his face, and a silver robe. One flute, one sword, one flute and one sword kills people who are frightened.
In order to chase and kill an evil cultivator, he killed hundreds of people overnight and uprooted the villa that the opponent had run for a long time.
Huang Yong's expression changed, and this man really dared to kill his lair.
Wow!
The light suddenly reappeared in the hall, and the silver brilliance was like snow, scattered in every corner.
The public
People looked back quickly, and saw a figure at the entrance for unknown time. The light burst from him, as in the legend, with a silver mask, long silver hair and a silver robe.
There is a silver sword case on his back, that sword, so far no one has seen it.
He held a long flute in his hand. He didn't move, but just standing, there was a terrible edge rushing toward his face, and he couldn't breathe.
Buried dude!
Everyone was shocked, their backs became cold, and their lips trembled uncontrollably.
"Kill him!"
On the gorgeous throne, Huang Yong said blankly.
But none of the people who were yelling just now, who had gone through fire and water for him did not move, and Huang Yong's face suddenly became extremely difficult to look.
A bunch of bastards!
"If you don't want to die, just go away."
The corner of Lin Yun's mouth raised a smile, and said lightly.
"Thank you for burying the playboy, and raise your hand!"
Several people were relieved and fled through the side door, not daring to stay for a while. In the empty hall, only Lin Yun and Huang Yong sitting on the throne were left in the blink of an eye.
"I have no hatred with you, right? If you are willing to let me go, I will return this purple flame golden lotus with my hands!" Huang Yong said with a trace of luck in his heart.
"Is there any hatred, you know in your heart."
Lin Yun said softly, staring at the opponent coldly. Two years ago, the opponent tortured and killed four direct disciples of Floating Cloud Sword Sect.
Shake Cangxuan, and let the Floating Cloud Sword Sect be discredited.
Zongmen retaliated several times, but no one was found. This time, he finally found out his nest. I didn't dare to send the elders of the Divine Pill Realm to kill the snake, and I was afraid that the disciples would come and die.
The teacher of Floating Cloud wrote the person's name on the scroll and handed it to Lin Yun.
"Really sent by the Floating Cloud Sword Sect."
Huang Yong showed a smile on his face, suddenly became a lot more relaxed, and sneered: "Your voice is very young, you should not be the elder of the sect. Since you are here, don't leave!"
It's not an elder, it's not a powerhouse of the gods.
In Xingjun, if the opponent is astrological, he can't beat him, but there are still many ways to go. But it was only in the Galaxy Realm, ha ha, the direct disciple of the Galaxy Realm who died in his hands, not too many.
Huh!
The voice fell, and the star monarch's might burst out on him, turning into an afterimage to kill Lin Yun.
Lin Yun didn't move, he only put the Ziyu Shen bamboo flute on his lips. As soon as the flute sounded, there was a violent wind, and the wind roared like thunder!
Om!
Huang Yong's speed immediately slowed down a lot, he felt the invisible sword intent, accompanied by Xiaoyin, preventing him from moving forward.
Pretend to be a god!
Huang Yong snorted coldly and continued to rush forward.
The flute sound of Xiaoyin perfectly plays the artistic conception of Leiyin's swordsmanship. The wind will roar like thunder, the flowers will fall, and the clouds will rise and snow will fly.
In the palace, the sound of Xiao Xiao is faint, and the chill drops sharply.
Lin Yun's sword intent spread out with the sound of Xiao Yin. His long hair was flying, and the silver light was falling, like a surging white cloud, constantly changing. The sword light in the hall, like the sword energy flying like snowflakes.
Huang Yong sighed, as he kept approaching Lin Yun, his body was bruised and blood flowed.
"Dead!"
Only one step away, the anger accumulated in Huang Yong's heart completely broke out, and he rose into the sky~IndoMTL.com~ let out a violent roar.
Shen Xiao!
Lin Yun raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and the sound of the Xiao sound rushed into the sky.
The sound of the gods is like thunder, shaking the clouds!
Huang Yong didn't have time to fall down, so he was swallowed by a silver light, and his whole body was broken into two pieces on the left and right.
The end of the song, but the remaining sound is not over.
The splash of blood, drops of sound waves fixed in the air, as if time had been imprisoned.
Lin Yun put down the purple jade **** bamboo flute, stretched out his hand, and pulled the brocade box on the throne.
He turned and left, with the silver light flickering, the splash of beautiful blood fell like a rainstorm.
[I will continue to write, let's watch Chapter 3 tomorrow morning. 】
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