Chapter 1313

Just as he was so briefly surprised, Lin Yun felt that the other party's palm was covering the sky and the sun. He was obviously close to him, but he became small for no reason, and a huge force kept twisting and pulling.

He was in his body.

The Grave of the Canglong!

This is Lin Yuncai’s unique skill, and it’s really him!

Before he could think too much, Lin Yun activated the Zi Yuan Sword Technique, and at the same time, the Star Demon Flower in the seven seas of atmospherics burned instantly.

boom!

The moment the Star Demon Flower burned, Lin Yun filled the purple palace and the star Yuan immediately boiled, and a golden light burst out from his body.

After a while, a majestic star element filled the whole body, and the momentum on it was close to the divine pill.

The pressure on his body immediately became much smaller. He quickly opened his golden crow wings and quickly retreated toward the rear.

Rumble!

But he only took three steps back, and a golden light bloomed on the other party. The star demon flower in Lin Yun's body also burned, and he still suppressed him tightly.

Click!

The palm was still falling constantly, and as it fell, it slowly evolved into dragon claws. Three purple gold dragon patterns were lingering in the palms, releasing dazzling light.

Lin Yun seemed very passive, his expression was solemn and his thoughts were as lightning.

If I had known it, he would have been the first to sacrifice the Canglong Grip. The secret technique of the Canglong Lord was too terrifying.

Once you are used close to others, the warriors of the same generation will be suppressed immediately, and they will be photographed as scumbag if they are slightly weaker.

Generally speaking, Lin Yun used it as a big move, and it was a bit useless against the miscellaneous soldiers and the cats and dogs.

What the hell is this thing?

Lin Yun was annoyed. The Lord of Canglong had nothing to do to create such a secret technique, which made him so embarrassed now.

Couldn't you be really photographed to death?

Kick!

Lin Yun's bones were clattering, and almost cracks were broken. All the purple and golden dragon patterns on his body shrank in, and they were suppressed and could not be used.

boom!

Not until it is over, a scroll behind the other party unfolds, which is exactly the eight evil spirits of the ancient times, the candle dragon painting.

Lin Yun was startled and quickly sacrificed the astrological signs, and the candle dragon painting scroll unfolded behind him.

The other party did not stop and sacrificed three paintings in succession, including Qiongqi, Yinglong, Kunpeng, and a total of four major astrological phenomena.

Puchi!

A smear of blood was oozing out of Lin Yun's mouth, and he also sacrificed four paintings, which was the limit that his blood could bear.

Continue to unfold the scroll, his blood and energy will be overdrawn and will not be able to recover for a long time, and may even damage the roots and bones.

Fortunately, the other party only gave out four paintings, so Lin Yun would be doomed on the spot if he had to produce one more.

it hurts!

Lin Yun grinned, his facial features were twisted, his bones had exploded, and his legs were bent, so he could not stand firm even if he stood.

"Kneel down!"

A loud shout suddenly came from his ears, and Lin Yun's mind exploded, feeling uncomfortable like five thunders thunders, and he almost knelt down.

I'm kneeling myself?

Lin Yun vomited blood in his heart. He didn't play like this, this Linglong Tower is too outrageous.

At this moment, Lin Yun felt an extremely terrifying aura. He looked up slightly and saw the purple mark between the other party's eyebrows lit up.

You can't even master the Shenxiao sword intent, right?

Lin Yun thought so and looked up. The terrifying power of the Canglong burst out from the other party's eyebrows, with a dazzling golden light blooming.

grass!

Now, Lin Yun could no longer help but curse.

The Destruction of the Cang God!

The Destruction of the Cang God!

Two golden lights burst out from their respective eyebrows, colliding together, making a shocking sound.

The aftermath exploded, and Lin Yun vomited blood. Bang, before he could kick the opponent's power of the Canglong slapped the ground.

A palm immediately appeared on the ground, and the wind and thunder storm, and Lin Yun spit out blood again.

Lin Yun was seriously injured, at least he must be serious about the fake Lin Yun.

But this is fine, at least he broke free from the Canglong's grip for him, and Lin Yun noticed that the opponent's purple gold dragon pattern and blood flame divine pattern were blessed.

In other words, Linglong Tower is not omnipotent.

God is in the sky, and my sword turns into the sky!

Shenxiao's sword intent was almost not retained, and he was released in full bloom. He was wearing a blue shirt and long

He was arrogant, with endless pressure, and violently surged, and his whole body burst out with sword intent that was comparable to the sun.

The fake Lin Yun also sacrificed the Shenxiao sword intent without hesitation, and the two competed with the Shenxiao sword intent.

clang clang clang!

The sound of swords sounded everywhere in this passage, and in the void, you could see sword shadows fighting each other from time to time.

Wow!

Lin Yun waved, and the Qianlei Sword bounced out of the sword box. He looked at the other party coldly: "You're gone now."

The other party did not have the Thousand Thunder Sword, but the black and white aura on Lin Yun's body was entangled, and he swam until the other party's palm quickly condensed into a sword.

The sword body is surrounded by black and white holy light, which is sometimes rich in life and sometimes the dead energy that destroys all things.

The way of life and death?

From this point of view, the opponent's weapons are probably not as weak as the Thousand Thunder Sword.

The burial flower is still devouring Jingyeliu. He is really unwilling to interrupt the other party's promotion unless he has no choice.

Huh!

Two figures fought in a narrow passage, and Lin Yun was seriously injured and suffered a great loss every time he fought.

After dozens of moves, he was completely at a disadvantage. The opponent even used the Wanjian Guizong. The Green Sword Holy Spirit, with the blessing of Shenxiao's sword intent, seemed extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Lin Yun held his breath, said nothing, gritted his teeth and waited for the opportunity.

Buzz!

Qianlei Sword trembled, Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and Qianlei Sword could no longer bear the pressure of the broken sword body.

But... this may not be an opportunity.

If the other party has any means of his own, he will definitely know the fighting habits and skills, but he will definitely not know the secret of the Broken Sword Body.

clang!

Thinking of this, Lin Yun allowed the other party to knock out the Thousand Thunder Sword in his hand.

The moment the Thousand Thunder Sword was knocked away, the opponent's eyes lit up, and he immediately approached with his body and slashed towards him with a sword.

Kick!

While the black and white holy sword fell, it cracked the void into slashes, which showed that he had the will to kill, which was a peak attack.

Lin Yun sneered at the corner of his mouth, and to the side of his body, the blood flame divine pattern in the Canglong Seal burned.

"die!"

He raised his hand and fell down, and the purple gold dragon pattern ignited by the blood flame gathered in the palm of his palm, and the grip of the Canglong burst out.

Bang!

It was too fast. When he had accumulated momentum for a long time, he almost instantly shot the other party into a pile of meat paste.

rock!

The fake Lin Yun was photographed, but the only sword fell to the ground with a swaying sound.

call!

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, took a few steps back, and his expression calmed a little.

He reached out and wiped his forehead, his palms were covered in sweat, and he couldn't help but sigh: "So I'm so powerful."

"Shameless, I have never seen myself praise myself."

Xiao Bingfeng said in the Zi Yuan sword box with disgust.
To be continued...