Lin Xiaoyang also thought of another possibility, that is, she had resisted the Suzaku Divine Bird for long enough and had passed the trial.
Lin Xiaoyang felt the changes in his body and couldn't help but his eyes darkened.
The sequelae caused by the possession of the National Destiny Dragon are very obvious. The body is obviously weak and severely overdrawn. Every inch of flesh and blood is filled with a sense of powerlessness, but it is not strong. We can still fight. We can also summon the National Destiny Dragon, but it will be very difficult in the short term.
It is difficult to possess him again.
"We should still be able to fight, as long as we don't encounter the Suzaku divine bird again."
Lin Xiaoyang took out a purple elixir and swallowed it. After refining it for a while, he summoned the National Fortune Dragon and turned it into a bolt of lightning and flew towards the top of Shu Mountain.
She has passed three levels in a row, and she will not be reconciled if she cannot reach the top.
Maybe Xuanyuan Sword is waiting for her at the top of the mountain.
Lin Xiaoyang went all the way without any obstacles, and in a moment, he reached the top of Shushan Mountain.
At this time, four waves of people had arrived at the top of Shu Mountain. Lin Xiaoyang recognized all the powerful humans from the Tianshu Pavilion, the powerful monsters from the Long Live Mountain, and the powerful people from the Shenhuo Dynasty.
There are twelve powerful human beings in Tianshu Pavilion.
There are twenty powerful monsters in Long Live Mountain.
The Shenhuo Dynasty also has ten strong men. Although the number is not large, no one dares to underestimate them.
These strong men are all Nascent Soul masters. Although their cultivation is suppressed to the level of half-step Nascent Soul, Lin Xiaoyang knows deeply that once these people work hard, they have the ability to self-destruct the Nascent Soul. Once they choose to fight,
Strong men with Nascent Soul-level combat power will suffer hatred.
Of course, this last resort and style of play, they come from powerful forces in the Earthly Immortal Realm, and their own cards are endless. They have cards that are enough to kill the strong Nascent Soul, so they should not be underestimated.
There are only two strong people in the fourth group, a pair of middle-aged men and women in blue. The middle-aged man is wearing a scholar's gown, elegant and steady, and the beautiful middle-aged woman is wearing a long blue dress, beautiful and elegant, there is nothing special about her body.
The sign is that the two seemed to be a couple, casual cultivators who came together.
Lin Xiaoyang could not see through the two people's cultivation, but she found that people from Long Live Mountain, Tianshu Pavilion, or Shenhuo Dynasty seemed to know this middle-aged couple and kept secrets.
"These two people don't seem to be easy to mess with."
Lin Xiaoyang thought to himself, but his eyes quickly fell to the area in the center of the mountain top.
The top of the mountain is a vast bluestone platform stretching for dozens of miles.
In the central area, there is a five-color altar.
Phoenix Mountain also received a five-color altar from Mount Tai. It is obvious that that ancient altar was built by a human emperor from ancient times.
The five-color altar in front of us was obviously dozens of times grander, simple and majestic, with the breath of time flowing through it. It was even engraved with the ancient bells and tripods of the human race, and there was a golden mist lingering around it.
Xia Qinglan has met Ji Miaoyi, so she also recognizes this golden haze, which is the royal aura of humanity.
The royal aura around the five-color altar stretches for three to five miles, is thick and surging, majestic and unpredictable, and makes people afraid to approach it.
The strong men on the top of the mountain all looked at the five-color altar, trying to see through the situation inside the altar, but the humane imperial energy floating in the air blocked everyone's eyes.
Everyone could only vaguely see a golden sword shadow floating above the altar.
The looming sword shadow is the same as the legendary Xuanyuan Sword. It is also the one that attracts the attention of all the powerful men on the top of the mountain.
"Could it be that it's Xuanyuan Sword?"
Lin Xiaoyang's eyes flashed with heat, but he quickly calmed down.
There are many strong people here, and there are so many masters. She can only shoot one person, but there is really no hope.
If Phoenix Mountain hadn't disintegrated yet, she would give her a call and ask the good sisters and Qin Fan to come together, maybe there would still be a chance.
At this time, the temperature on the top of Shu Mountain began to rise rapidly, and the sky turned red.
Everyone looked up to the sky and saw that the Suzaku Divine Fire was spreading in the sky and quickly turned into a lake of 100 feet. However, the terrifying Suzaku Divine Fire was still spreading and was turning into a sea of fire that devoured the sky.
"The sacred bird Suzaku is coming."
"If we don't take action, I'm afraid the flames will engulf us."
"Time is running out, we have to make a decision quickly!"
"That altar may be deceitful, so don't tempt it easily."
Many strong men on the top of the mountain stood up in surprise and looked particularly wary.
The strong men from all sides were ready to make a move, but they did not dare to approach the altar rashly.
None of them thought that Xuanyuan Sword could be obtained so easily.
"Little girl, I heard that you just fought a fierce battle with the Suzaku Divine Bird and survived. You should be very strong. Please help me to help my wife and go up to the altar to see if the Xuanyuan Sword is inside the altar."
Suddenly, the mysterious beautiful middle-aged woman in blue took a liking to Lin Xiaoyang and said coldly.
Lin Xiaoyang's eyes were cold: "There is nothing I can do to help."
The beautiful middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows and threatened: "Do you think I am bargaining with you? If you don't go, I will destroy your cultivation now!"
Before he finished speaking, a group of powerful monsters from the Long Live Mountain also looked at Lin Xiaoyang coldly: "Little girl, if Madam Qing asks you to go, you should go quickly, otherwise Madam Qing will definitely kill you, and no one will be able to save you by then.
I can’t help you.”
A gray-haired old man from the Shenhuo Dynasty also stepped forward: "I also support letting this little girl go and test it."
"Little girl, don't be afraid. If there is any danger, I will protect you."
Elder Yan of Tianshu Pavilion frowned slightly. It seemed that these people were deliberately bullying the lonely Lin Xiaoyang.
Although he was unhappy, he was not strong enough and could only turn a blind eye.
Lin Xiaoyang was extremely angry and laughed back: "Do you want me to die?"
The beautiful woman known as Mrs. Qing said expressionlessly: "If you go, you may die. But if you don't go, you will definitely be attacked by a group of people and killed on the spot."
"You choose."
After saying that, Mrs. Qing's figure flashed and blocked Lin Xiaoyang's back to prevent the latter from escaping.
Long Live Mountain, the powerful men of the Shenhuo Dynasty, one on the left and one on the right, were approaching Lin Xiaoyang one after another, with cold eyes and aggressive momentum.
Lin Xiaoyang's face turned frosty.
She is the majestic master of the Martial Temple, the acting commander-in-chief of the Northern Army, the upstart of the Presbyterian Church, the controller of the national destiny dragon, and the proud daughter of Phoenix Mountain. She can be said to be the most powerful person in the world, under one person and above ten thousand people. She
Walking in the world, no matter where she goes, no one dares to disrespect her and must give way to her.
Now, it was the first time she encountered the disgusting thing of being treated as a stone and used to ask for directions.
If you don't agree, you may really die here today.
"Okay, I'll go."
Lin Xiaoyang endured the grievance and frustration, held the dragon vein in his hand, and walked straight forward, with the dragon of national destiny entangled outside his body.
For the sake of safety, Lin Xiaoyang showed another trump card, which was Daxia Longque.
This sword was originally given by Qin Fan to Saint Orchid of the Witch God Sect, but after Saint Orchid was taken away by Meng Zhen, this ancient magic sword
Stay with her.
Behind him, all the powerful men sacrificed various natal magical weapons and prepared for the attack.
"What should I do if I really get the Xuanyuan Sword?"
Lin Xiaoyang kept asking herself in her heart, she could not resist the temptation of Xuanyuan Sword.
Lin Xiaoyang's feet were very slow.
But she finally came to the range covered by the Humane Emperor Qi.
The moment she stretched out her hand to touch the Imperial Qi of Humanity, the hearts of all the strong men behind her were hanging in the air, fearing that Lin Xiaoyang would touch the taboo and trigger a chain reaction.
But the moment Lin Xiaoyang touched the Emperor Qi of Humanity, nothing happened.
Lin Xiaoyang also had a look of surprise on her face, and then she walked into the area covered by the humane emperor's energy. She still didn't encounter any trouble. She ducked a few times and came to the five-color altar.
Finally, Lin Xiaoyang saw clearly.
In the five-color altar, a dark yellow ancient brass sword was suspended in the air, spinning slowly. It looked ordinary, but exuded an immortal aura. It was majestic and unpredictable, and could not be looked directly at. The Xuanyuan Sword was surging with power, overwhelming her.
The dragon of national destiny was distorted and almost collapsed.
The Imperial Qi of Humanity has isolated Xuanyuan Sword Intent, so that such terrifying Xuanyuan Sword Intent cannot be sensed outside.
At this time, the Great Xia Longque in his hand was also an ancient divine weapon. It was not under the control of its owner at this moment and was trembling slightly. The Great Xia Longque's dragon soul weapon spirit actually worshiped the ancient brass sword in the altar from a distance.
"The Great Xia Longque actually surrendered to this ancient brass sword. Could it be that it is really the Xuanyuan Sword that ranks first among the ancient magic weapons?"
When Lin Xiaoyang saw this, the proud part of his chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes were extremely hot.
She has seen countless ancient magic weapons, and there are many ancient magic weapons in Phoenix Mountain with astonishing power, but they all pale in comparison to this ancient brass sword.
There is no doubt that the ancient brass sword in front of you is the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Legend has it that whoever gets the Xuanyuan Sword can command the world."
"Qin Fan also has never forgotten Xuanyuan Sword."
"Now, Xuanyuan Sword is at your fingertips. If I, Lin Xiaoyang, don't take it, I will be damned!"
The reason in Lin Xiaoyang's eyes was disappearing, replaced by heat and madness, and he was filled with desire. He walked directly to the five-color altar, with only the Xuanyuan Sword left in his eyes.
There was even a golden wordless ancient book floating next to Xuanyuan Sword, but she ignored it.
Because she knew that as long as she took away Xuanyuan Sword, the troubles encountered by Phoenix Mountain and Qin Fan's troubles would be easily solved, and Phoenix Mountain would also be greatly strengthened because of the existence of Xuanyuan Sword, and no one would dare to commit any crimes.
Phoenix Mountain has been disintegrated, and she desperately hopes that she can bring the Xuanyuan Sword back. She wants to turn the tide and make great contributions to Phoenix Mountain, so that her status in Phoenix Mountain surpasses all her sisters.
There are only ten steps on the five-color altar, and with each step up, the suppression of Xuanyuan Sword Intent becomes twice as terrifying. Although Lin Xiaoyang was guarded by the National Fortune Dragon, when she reached the seventh step, her legs felt like they were filled with lead and she was struggling to walk.
"Possessed by the National Destiny Dragon!"
Lin Xiaoyang shouted low, with only Xuanyuan Sword in his eyes, regardless of his physical weakness, he forcibly merged with the National Fortune Dragon.
The next moment, Lin Xiaoyang's strength increased greatly. He jumped two steps in a row and reached the ninth step of the Five Color Altar.
At this time, her nose was bleeding uncontrollably. The blood was black and came from internal organs.
The forced combination and the hard resistance to the Xuanyuan Sword's intention all caused serious damage to her, but she turned a blind eye and only saw the Xuanyuan Sword. She immediately took the final step and completely climbed to the top of the Five-Color Altar.
puff!
The moment he just reached the top, Lin Xiaoyang spurted blood, his tall, slender yet plump figure trembled suddenly, and he almost fell to his knees.
But she stabilized her figure, her eyes were bloodshot, and she stretched out her hand forcefully, grabbing the Xuanyuan Sword directly.