boom!

Wang Jue stood in the air, with a dazzling sacred brilliance on his body, flowing out of the dust, and every strand of long hair shone with luster, like an immortal coming to the world, invincible in this world.

As the majestic holy power fell, Qilin Mountain kept shaking, and even some peaks were overwhelmed.

Extremely terrifying.

"Seventh-level Holy Lord..."

Mu Xiuhan, the chief of Jinyulou, looked pale and showed a strong look of fear in his eyes.

The three realms of the Ninth Level of the Holy Lord, the Last Wind and Fire, Xuanhuang and Tiantai are more difficult than the other.

But as long as you step out, your strength will undergo earth-shaking changes, and that kind of transformation is a qualitative change like a cocoon and a butterfly.

Compared with the Golden Pill Realm, the cultivation level alone is at least ten times stronger.

It's not just a change in intensity, but a change in rules.

After the golden elixir was tempered by the great wind and fire disaster, the holy essence flowing in the body was very different, and its power was incomparable.

It is equivalent to the gap between the holy energy and the holy essence, and this gap is difficult to make up by other means.

Mu Xiuhan himself is at the peak of the Golden Pill, but he has been reluctant to take this step.

The great disaster of wind and fire is a life of death. The more genius you are, the easier it is to die in it.

He had seen too many older monks who wanted to fight to the death, but were burned to death.

It was not too surprising that Wang Jue's cultivation level was shown, but he was still envious.

This is the benefit of the disciples of the Divine Genealogy. With the guidance of the gods, even if they fail, they will not be worried about their lives.

"I see."

Lin Yun murmured in his heart.

Finally I understood why the gap between the palm just now was so big, and the seventh-level saint king was indeed well-known.

His thoughts were like lightning, analyzing his hands that he could make up for the trump card that he could perceive of cultivation.

The Great Way of Reincarnation, Half-step Haoyang Sword Intent, Supreme Stars, Canglong Sword Domain, Reincarnation Sword Technique, and Firefly God Sword...

"It's indeed a seventh-level holy king, now it's over."

Xiongtian fell to the ground and smiled bitterly, muttering a few words.

Obviously, before he took action, he probably guessed Wang Jue's cultivator.

Lin Jiangxian struggled to get up, his face was extremely pale, but there was no surprise in his eyes.

"I'll settle the score with you two later!"

Wang Jue looked at the two of them with contempt and disdain in his eyes, and then his eyes fell on Lin Yun.

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

Wang Jue looked arrogant, as if he was controlling the world, as if he could kill Lin Yun at any time.

Lin Yun smiled and said, "If you leave now, it's still time. Otherwise, if you really start, you might not be so decent."

Lin Yun did not take the so-called Cang Shenwei seriously.

However, the disciples of the Divine Legend may have the means of saving their lives given by the gods. Lin Yun is not sure that he can kill the other party 100%, so he gives the other party a chance.

Sifang exclaimed, but he didn't expect Lin Yun to have such confidence.

"Hey, Brother Lin, if you can, just leave, stop talking nonsense." Xiong Tiannan lying on the ground and shouted loudly.

On the other hand, Lin Jiangxian, who was supported by the people in Tianjian Tower, looked at Lin Yun with a little puzzled look.

"It seems that you don't know the strength of the disciples of the Divine Legend!"

Wang Jue smiled and his expression became gentle again, with a kind of freedom and freedom that was transcendent to the world.

Swish!

He came to Lin Yun again and slapped his palm directly. Before the palm light had fallen, the holy power on Lin Yun's body collapsed.

"Don't be done, Lin Yun is going to die."

"There is too big a gap in cultivation."

...

Lin Yun looked calm, and with his backhand, he was grabbed in the palm of his palm, and the sword intent of the peak of the divine light burst out.

In an instant, his pressure became much less.

Not finished yet!

A dragon roared in his heart, and then the silver sword light spread out. When the burial flowers were lifted up, the mountains and rivers resonated between the heaven and earth.

The four sides were constantly venting anger into Lin Yun's body. In this field, the sword power on Lin Yun's body became extremely violent.

Click!

With just one sword, the palm light was cut in half.

"Sword Domain!"

Wang Jue's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately deceived his body and stepped into the sword domain on his own initiative.

clang!

The fists and swords collided, making a shocking sound, and the two of them started fighting in the sword domain.

Even in the sword domain, Wang Jue's holy power was not affected. Instead, he was like a dormant beast, which could tear the sword domain apart at any time.

After dozens of moves, Wang Jue punched the burial flower and bombarded Lin Yun's chest.

Bang!

The golden holy essence of the Holy Lord of the Wind Fire Realm pierced through Lin Yun's sword intent and body protection holy essence. His heart aches, and countless gaps were cracked when his body flew backwards and fell.

For a moment, many monks in the Cangyun Realm were frightened and they all saw Wang Jue hit Lin Yun.

Can this still survive?

"No……"

Ji Zixi suddenly became extremely nervous, her expression seemed extremely angry, and she couldn't help but rush over, but was stopped by Lin Jiangxian.

"Divine Light Sword Intention? Canglong Divine Body? Haha, in front of the disciples of the Divine Transmission, everything is false."

Wang Jue looked contemptuous and flew forward, and he was about to punch him to end the battle.

"I can breathe, but the battle is not over!"

Lin Yun, who was kneeling on one knee, grinned, and his eyes burst into great fighting spirit.

A divine disciple? A seventh-level holy king?

This Tianhuang Realm is right!

But I still have to thank Zi Yao’s wife first. Without this Tianshang Saint Clothes, after I endured this punch, I was afraid I would have to run away directly.

"Um?"

Wang Jue's eyes showed a look of astonishment. The holy essence of the Fenghuo Realm contains the power of the heavenly way, which cannot be blocked by the fourth-level saint king?

But Lin Yun was not only not seriously injured, but instead had a huge fighting spirit and no one could match his strength.

"Damn, stand up!"

"What a strong edge, the disciples of the Divine Legend can hardly suppress them."

"What a weird thing, this is incredible."

...

All the monks in the Cangyun Realm were shocked. After waking up, they all became excited.

To them, the disciples of the Divine Legend were like gods, but today... they could not handle a sword cultivator.

Wang Jue frowned slightly, and could not see Lin Yun's depth for a moment. He pondered: "I know, you did not throw out those golden Taoist fruits, just a trick. You admit defeat now and hand over the Taoist fruits. I will spare you.

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call!

Lin Yun looked at the Burial Flower, felt the other party's fighting spirit, and smiled and said, "My sword won't agree."

Then he raised his eyebrows, pointed the sword straight at the other party, and said, "The blood is not over, the battle is endless!"

The blood has not yet flowed, how can the war be extinguished?

kill!

Lin Yun was ignited with a strong fighting spirit in his heart. He laughed loudly and killed him directly in the stunned everyone's eyes.

A flash of light!

The sword domain spread out, Lin Yun shouted softly, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the world. He decomposed the sword and turned it into a fatal sword technique.
To be continued...