The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 2141: Small vulture skills

King Jura’s body, except for the brain which is considered complete, the other limbs of the torso were pierced by the sword blade and cut into thousands of pieces.

These blades are as if they exist in substance, and the King Jura with a thorn is like a hedgehog.

Actually, these blades may be more terrifying than ordinary holy artifacts, because they are condensed by the rules of kendo and the half-step divine sword intent, and they contain both wind and thunder attributes.

It can be said to be extremely terrifying. Once infiltrated, Lin Yun will control life and death.

Although the sword intent cannot always exist, King Jura cannot be dispelled in a short time. His life and death have always been in front of Lin Yun.

I know my name, and dare to be presumptuous!

Kneel down and beg for mercy?

This King Jura really didn't know Lin Yun's temper, and he regarded him as a child. Lin Yun walked along the way to the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and how many dead souls were under the sword.

The slaughter he experienced, King Jura, a waste that only sacrifices blood crows, doesn't know how terrible it is at all.

"Buying the playboy, this king is wrong, this king no longer dared to talk nonsense, I am now, I will tell you everything I know now."

King Jura looked at Lin Yun, who was approaching step by step, and he couldn't help begging for mercy, his soul trembled.

Lin Yun waved his hand and shouted, like the sword energy of the real blade, instantly transformed into an invisible sword intent, wandering in the body of King Guluo.

Boom!

Lin Yun's body bloomed with blue light, and the power of the dragon was rampant, and the majestic blue dragon's holy energy was poured into King Guluo along the palm of his palm.

Iz!

The mutilated flesh and blood of King Jura, all kinds of terrible wounds, were forcibly stitched together by this force.

Then healed slowly, and in the end it looked like there was no trace of it, it was just amazing.

King Jura stood up again, moved his arms and legs, and found that he was as good as ever.

Only this time, he dared not have any other thoughts, and appeared cautious and humble.

Besides, there is a touch of despair in his eyes.

Lin Yun's hand really shook him, and when he flipped his hands, no one wanted to experience it again.

"Let this king...no, bury the playboy, can you let me clean up the fragments of Luohujian?"

King Gulu wanted to continue to be king, but he immediately changed his title to something he thought of.

Lin Yun looked indifferent, raised his eyes and said: "You don't need to be like this, I like your unruly appearance."

King Jura didn't know whether it was a mockery or serious, and smiled awkwardly.

After he had collected the fragments, he quickly spliced ​​them into the original shape.

He cut his wrist, and the blood flowed down and melted in the debris.

King Jura was very nervous and looked nervous, but Lin Yun looked at him and didn't interrupt him.

Om!

The shattered Luohu Sword trembled as if it had come alive, absorbing blood greedily.

A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, it was amazing.

The shattered sword was actually fused little by little. Although it no longer had the sharpness it had before, it was already a complete sword.

Regardless of the unfinished look of Luohu's sword intent, King Jura carefully put it away and walked slowly to Lin Yun's side.

"This sword is extraordinary."

Lin Yundao.

King Jura's heart tightened, his expression was calm, and he said: "No, no, just a very ordinary sword. Just now... the little one is reckless and arrogant."

Lin Yun glanced at him and said: "I said, I still like your unruly appearance, recover."

"I... Ben... I try my best." King Jura shivered.

Lin Yun is no longer asking about Luo Hujian, he is as careful as a mirror of the bottom of this sword.

This sword is very extraordinary. It also gave birth to a sword spirit, so it can be broken and restored.

If you look closely, the origin of this sword might be extremely scary.

The ordinary holy sword can't stop Lin Yun from breaking the sword for so long.

"Go ahead, where is Su Ziyao?" Lin Yun said.

King Jura said with a grimace: "In fact, this king doesn't know where she is. I know she is because the demons and the people of the Blood Moon God Cult are chasing her."

"This man is terrible. Even when he was besieged, he still killed a lot of powerful saints. This king has never seen such a terrifying woman."

Lin Yun said lightly: "So you are lying to me?"

King Jiuluo's face turned pale for an instant, and said: "This king... really only knows this, but this king can be sure that she is still alive. The Demon Luo Ying has accidentally said that now the Blood Moon God Sect and the Demon Clan are both alive. The woman could not be found."

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Do you know what she robbed?"

"It seems that it is a **** pattern...the specifics, this king doesn't quite understand it." King Jura looked at Lin Yun's face and said truthfully.

"Moon God Pattern!"

Little Bingfeng quickly said.

"Yes, it's the Moon God Mark. What do they say? Now that the Moon God Mark is robbed, I can only find a way to replace it with God Fire." King Jura hurriedly said.

"Lin Yun."

Xiao Bingfeng looked at Lin Yun with excitement.

Lin Yun was silent.

Su Ziyao is really dangerous, the Moon God Pattern is in her hands, and the Demon Race and Blood Moon God Cult will definitely not let her go.

Especially in such a good place as the Tianxu Wasteland, placed outside, it is several times more difficult to kill her.

"Brother, someone is coming... It's from the Demon Race." Little Thief Cat sniffed his nose and raised his head and said.

Lin Yun looked up and said: "You have advanced into the Secret Realm of Purple Kite, and more than one person has come."

"Where is he?"

The little ice phoenix pointed at King Jura, who was trembling and at a loss.

"Bring it in too, it's still useful to keep it. If you still have mandala incense, give him a drop."

Lin Yun said calmly.

King Jura heard the mandala incense, his eyelids twitched, but he concealed it for a long time.

Huh!

A dark wind came quietly, followed by a dull voice.

"The Burial Boy is indeed well-deserved. It is indeed Yaoguang's personal biography. In the world, I am afraid that you have the strength to kill the holy monarch in the semi-sacred realm."

As the strong wind hit, a figure appeared in Lin Yun's field of vision.

This person's name is Querkong, and there is a demon named Querto by his side.

Plus the Querdor who died in Lin Yun's hands before, it was these three demons who were ripening the flowers of the other side, and then they were snatched by Lin Yun in the chaos.

The two of them looked very skinny, with extremely evil eyes.

Compared with the weakness of the original vitality, both of them are now at the peak, and they seem to be better.

If Queldo is not at the peak, it is equivalent to five horizontal eagle sages, and the two demons in front of him together are equivalent to at least twelve horizontal eagle sages.

"Holy King, what kind of holy King?"

Lin Yun pretended to be stupid.

Quilto and Queerkong each looked at each other, their expressions fluctuating, didn't Queldo die in his hands?

"I don't know you. In this wasteland of the ruins, if you have different goals, you don't need to do it, you just need to go one side." Lin Yun said lightly.

Quilkong stopped Lin Yun and said with a smile: "Don’t go in a hurry, we can talk a few more words, such as the injured King Kulu, such as the grievances between your master and the Shenlong Empire, and the great changes in the Eastern Desolation. , We can all have a good chat."

"It doesn't matter if the goals are different. As long as they have the same interests, there will be opportunities for cooperation. Now this day, the ruins of the wasteland, the people from the greater sacred land of the Eastern Desolation are coming and the battles are very scary."

"As far as I know, the holy masters of these holy places and Tianxuanzi call brothers and sisters, they see you... I am afraid, they want to kill you more than we do."

The demon was not in a hurry to say it. If the people of Mingzong found him, the consequences would certainly not be too good.

The wasteland of Tianxu is the best place to kill.

"This has nothing to do with you."

Lin Yun said lightly.

He was very strange, although he probably guessed that the two on the other side had the idea of ​​delaying time.

But the demon spirit clan tempted him, and they all wanted to win, as if he would definitely turn his face with the Shenlong Empire.

Not to mention whether he will turn his face, even if he turns his face, Lin Yun will not degenerate to cooperate with the devil.

Quilkong laughed and said: "The Kunlun people like to call us the devil, but in fact we are a noble spirit race. From ancient times to the present, many monks have cooperated with us."

"Your talent is shining from the past to the present, Kunlun can't give it to you. Our Demon Race can double it for you, so that you can grow up in the shortest time, otherwise this kendo talent would be too wasteful."

Lin Yun sneered in his heart, without exposing his purpose of delaying time.

He is also delaying time, fighting against King Jura, and the loss of Azure Dragon's holy spirit, he is not at the peak now.

"I've been to many ancient relics, know what you are doing, don't waste your tongue, if it's okay... let's go our own way." Lin Yun said calmly.

Quilkong's face became cold, and he groaned: "Don't toast or eat the fine wine, Querdor is dead in your hands. Now you follow us obediently, and you can keep a little face, otherwise you can start. Come, you will be ugly today."

When the two demons saw Lin Yun, they didn't change their minds at all, so they stopped acting and burst into ice.

Cold killing intent.

Boom!

In an instant, the world trembled again, and the terrifying Shengwei swept all directions.

Lin Yun's eyes are calm and composed.

The two people don't want to let him go, so why not!

He glanced at it casually. In the surrounding darkness, there were many sacred puppets lurking in the dark. The number was about seventy or eighty, and all of them looked very strange.

"He can kill Querdo not to be underestimated. Even if Querdor is not the peak, this person's strength cannot be judged by common sense." Querkong said calmly, and then took out something weird. Secret treasure.

It was a ghost banner, an ancient sacred artifact, imprinted with nine traces of the gods after heaven, and absorbed hundreds of holy souls.

Boom!

Kuierkong urged the ghost flag to the extreme, releasing **** holy souls from the flag, and they issued a stern and sharp roar.

The entire sky was rendered bloody, the ghostly banners hadn't really aimed at Lin Yun, and the terrible pressure made him feel that his soul was about to explode.

The second-order peak sage!

When Lin Yun judged the other's cultivation level, he probably had a bottom line in his heart.

Although he has beheaded Queldo and subdued King Jura, they were all at a time when the opponent was weak.

The true pinnacle sage, he hasn't played against him since he came to the wasteland of Tianxu.

"Hyakki Yexing!"

Quilkong stretched out his hand, hundreds of blood-light holy souls, like blood-flaming meteors, fell toward the sky and the earth.

Then it was a backhand throw, and the ghost streamer suppressed like a mountain.

Boom!

The space where Lin Yun was located was immediately occupied by blood light, the space became sticky and stiff, and the space was frozen!

Lin Yun didn't panic, golden light loomed in his eyes, and said faintly: "Divine light..."

Half-step divine light and sword intent bloom, as far as the eye can see, the blood-colored space is like broken glass.

Buried flowers!

Lin Yun gave another soft drink, and the burial flower grabbed its sheath, and he swung his sword to greet him.

Golden electric lights flickered in the broken blood-colored space, and the golden light passed by, the sword light shook, cutting the blood-light holy soul in half.

Huh!

The electric light overlapped, Lin Yun urged the star in the funeral flower with the holy energy, and pierced the fallen ghost banner.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the ghost streamers slammed down, causing smoke and dust to fill the sky.

Crack!

The ghost banner shattered the sword light, and even suppressed it with the sword intent. Hundreds of blood-colored holy souls exerted their strength at the same time.

The horror of Shengwei, even the space trembles violently.

The entire ground was smashed into a huge deep pit. The ghost streamer brought Lin Yun and the funeral foil sword into the ground hundreds of meters deep ~ IndoMTL.com~ The dust was flying, and the smoke was billowing.

Quilt, who didn't make a move, said: "This funerary boy is nothing more than that, the ghost flag can't stand it with just one blow. Thanks to you being so cautious, let me adjust all the devil's stiffness."

Quilt stretched out his hand, recalled the ghost banner and held it, and smiled: "Don't you know that the higher you hold, the worse you will fall? What is the Venerable Dragon, what is the funerer... and my spirit clan wizard What a comparison, give him a face, I really don’t know what his surname is."

"The so-called Kunlun monks are no more than our slaves. They should live like cattle and serve us obediently as food."

Quiltuo lazily looked to the ground, and said lightly: "I hope he is not dead, Master Luo Ying is very interested in him, saying that if he caught him, there is hope to find that woman..."

"It's difficult."

Quilkong said embarrassedly: "This ghost spirit banner hit with all strength, not to mention half-holy, even the third-order holy monarch will be hit hard, he is now afraid that there is no bones left..." /

Crack, click!

But as soon as he said this, a crack appeared in the ghost flag in his hand, and then the crack continued to spread, and the entire secret treasure had a tendency to collapse.

Quilkong's face changed drastically in an instant, and he was surprised: "How is it possible? My ghost flag..."

Quilt was also shocked by the side, and was stunned on the spot.

"Small sculpting skills, dare to behave!"

Just as the two of them were uncertain, a long drink came out of the pit, and the next moment the sword light shot into the sky.

Boom!

What a brilliant sword light this is, it was illuminated like daylight three thousand miles away, and the vast sea of ​​clouds was shattered at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the two saw an incredible scene.

Under this dazzling light, Lin Yun wore a blue shirt, holding a funeral flower in his hand and swayed up like a god.