"Young Master Burial, your opponent is me!"

King Luo Ying was dressed in white clothes, flowing out of the dust, and landed steadily on Yanlong's head.

Buzz!

He deliberately used the Holy Yuan and stepped on the Yanlong's head with his foot, as if to crush it down.

However, Lin Yun had already gained momentum, and his kick only made a buzzing sound, but did not crush the head of the Flame Dragon's skeleton.

"What a pity."

Lin Yun withdrew his gaze from Wang Muyan, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

It was a perfect opportunity just now. Ji Zixi interrupted Wang Muyan's control of Tianlun Tower.

If you take the opportunity to take action, you can take back the fragments of the divine fire in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, this opportunity passed in a flash, and Wang Muyan was once again bathed in the glory of Tianlun Tower.

King Luo Ying's eyes contained cold murderous intent, and he sneered: "Oh, you seem to be a little dismissive of me."

"What's the point of defeating a general under his command?"

Lin Yun said calmly.

King Luo Ying smiled instead of being angry and said: "You know my strength well, so there is no need to deliberately provoke me."

Lin Yun raised his eyes and said calmly: "I didn't mean to anger you. In my opinion, you did miss the point."

While the two were talking, many monks in Yanlong Valley gathered towards the Yanlong skeleton intentionally or unintentionally.

While fighting with the Holy Realm Demon Zombie, they retreated towards the head of the Flame Dragon.

In the current situation, it is more difficult to break out than to reach the sky.

Everyone was already in despair, but after seeing Lin Yun severely injuring Wang Muyan, they couldn't help but feel a little more hopeful.

This hope naturally lies in Lin Yun, the buried playboy.

King Luo Ying stared at Lin Yun and said coldly: "You just fought with the goddess, and I didn't bully you. I let you know that even if you don't sacrifice the blood of the Spirit King, I can still defeat you!"

He had fought against Lin Yun before, and after losing, he had been brooding over it, holding a big sigh of relief in his heart.

He is a prodigy of the demon spirit lineage. Not only is he outstanding in talent, but his bloodline is also extremely noble.

Not to mention among peers, even within the same realm, there are few rivals.

It was hard for him to accept his sudden defeat at the hands of a swordsman who was not even thirty years old.

Even if he didn't sacrifice the Spirit King's bloodline, he still felt that it shouldn't be the case. He felt that he was just careless.

As long as you are serious, the other party will definitely not be your opponent.

boom!

Almost at the moment when the words fell, a flower of the avenue bloomed behind King Luoying. It was the Taiyin Holy Path, one of the thirty-six supreme holy paths.

He has practiced the rules of the Taiyin Holy Way to an extremely advanced level, far beyond the comparison of the half-dabbled Young Master Mingzong.

"You dare to be distracted, you are so crazy!"

King Luo Ying arrived in an instant, and the Taiyin Domain swept over, immediately suppressing Lin Yun's sword power, and even the dragon's power was restrained.

The realm is like an invisible hand, pinching Long Wei and crushing the sword's power.

King Luo Ying's white clothes were fluttering, and his palm looked elegant and free, but also carried power that ordinary people could not imagine.

Lin Yun became somewhat interested, but when he glanced over, he saw Zhao Tianyu suppressing Ji Zixi with his purple lightning eyes.

Ji Zixi had just spent too much Saint Yuan and was unable to control the Divine Phoenix Mirror in a short period of time. The situation seemed very pessimistic.

Seeing this, he had no intention of coddling King Luo Ying.

His thoughts moved slightly, and the three hundred lingcloths surrounding the Sun and Moon Divine Clothes swelled in the storm, and their number also changed from three hundred to three thousand.

boom!

In an instant, it was as if thousands of beams of light exploded on Lin Yun's body. Thousands of golden lights shone everywhere. Lin Yun formed seals with his hands, and as his fingers changed, a flower of the avenue bloomed behind him.

It is one of the thirty-six supreme holy ways, the rules of swordsmanship!

Whoosh!

The rules of kendo are like a goddess scattering flowers, turning into three thousand silver threads, imprinted on the dancing and blooming Ling cloth.

Click, click, click!

King Luo Ying's Taiyin Domain exploded instantly, his face changed drastically, and he looked at the other party with an expression of great astonishment.

"Are you the only one who knows the Supreme Holy Way?"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with mockery.

King Luoying wanted to retreat, so he quickly stopped and retreated.

"Can you leave?"

Before he could take a step back, Lin Yun stepped out like lightning and came to the other party.

King Luo Ying struck out with more than ten palms, but without exception, they all hit the residual image.

There are three thousand avenues, but the sword is the only one!

Lin Yun shouted softly, the afterimages overlapped, his two fingers came together to form a sword, and the brilliance of his fingertips bloomed like the sun.

Bang!

King Luo Ying spit out blood, his white clothes were shattered, a hole as big as a bowl appeared in his chest, and his body was blown away with a buzzing sound.

Lin Yun ignored him, turned around and came to the front of the dragon head, then looked down at it.

Bang!

Just in time to see Zhao Tianyu blow Ji Zixi away with his purple lightning eyes, and then kill Ji Zixi like lightning.

Obviously, he didn't want to let go of this God-given opportunity.

As long as he succeeds, he can not only severely injure Ji Zixi, but also seize the Divine Phoenix Mirror.

"Saint Protector!"

Many of the Holy Realm elders in Shenhuang Mountain suddenly became anxious.

"Well done!"

Zhao Tianyu laughed loudly, lightning flashed out from his eyes, and his aura became extremely fierce.

The elders of the Holy Realm who stood in front of him almost met each other at once, and within two or three turns, he flew them away.

Seeing a large group of Holy Realm elders rushing towards him, Zhao Tianyu smiled and did not panic too much. He stretched out his perfect right hand.

"Flying in the sky and holding the moon's hand!"

Between the whirling fingers, light overflows, and a bright moon rises in the palm.

Then he slapped his backhand, and the moment the back of his hand hit the bright moon, majestic pressure surged out.

A dozen saint realm elders were knocked away at the same time, and whoosh, he passed through the crowd in a flash and fell towards Ji Zixi.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that no one had time to react.

Whoops!

But just when Zhao Tianyu was about to fall, a beam of sword light shattered the void and surged from behind him.

"Um?"

Zhao Tianyu was startled, the hair on his body stood up, and he felt an extremely dangerous aura.

Whoosh!

Without enough time to think too much, Zhao Tianyu suddenly turned around and quickly dodged, leaving several afterimages in the void.

Phew!

But when he fell, the sword light still grazed his cheek, cutting off the black hair and leaving a blood mark on his cheek.

"Lin Yun!"

Ji Zixi's face was filled with joy. She looked up and saw that this sword was shot by Lin Yun with a snap of her finger.

On the head of the thousand-foot-high Flame Dragon, the Purple Kite Holy Seal bloomed on the back of Lin Yun's hand, and behind him, three thousand sword-intention-derived Lingbu rose up like beams of light and soared into the sky.

What a shocking scene it was, three thousand Lingbu rushed into the sky, and the endless sword force pulled down the sky.

This creates an illusion for people, as if Lin Yun standing on the dragon's head can tear down the sky at any time with the three thousand lingbu rising up.

"This guy!"

Zhao Tianyu touched his cheek and looked at Lin Yun, with a cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"It's just a trivial thing, but you also want to ruin my good deeds?"

Zhao Tianyu slapped his palm on the ground, then he rose into the air and continued to grab Ji Zixi.
To be continued...