Chapter 618

The eighth floor of the Xingjun Tomb.

Lin Yun sat cross-legged for a long time before slowly opening his eyes.

Fighting with Qin An and Pei Yue, it seemed easy, and the injury was not serious. But in fact, the consumption is quite large, and if it weren't for the great increase in the power of the Burial Flower Promotion Treasure, it would be much more difficult to deal with.

After a short rest now, he finally returned to his peak, and both his injuries and his true yuan recovered.

Wow!

He patted lightly on the storage bag, and in an instant, the drop of Canglong essence blood appeared in front of him.

The essence blood suspended in front of him was surging with majestic and amazing power, and the power of wind and thunder contained in it, and the ancient aura contained in it, were terrifying.

The light in Lin Yun's eyes flickered, thoughtful.

His Canglong Nine Transformations only completed the cultivation of the previous two foundations, and he was barely able to sacrifice the first transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Firmament. This kind of ancient body refining magic technique, the real horror is only the tip of the iceberg.

Whether it is the power of wind and thunder, or the secret techniques such as the Nine Transformations of the Canglong, they are far from familiar.

The true meaning of this kind of exercise, he just touched the surface.

The drop of Canglong essence blood in front of him was a charcoal in the snow, and it came very timely. It can help him get familiar with this exercise, save a lot of time, and it can be regarded as a shortcut.

With thoughts like electricity in his mind, Lin Yun quickly made a decision, and he couldn't refine this Canglong essence blood for the time being.

He sensed it for a moment, and he could perceive that it was just a drop of blood, as small as a drop of dust. But it is genuine dragon blood, and the majestic energy contained in it is extremely amazing.

With his current cultivation, it would take as little as three days and as much as seven days to refine.

In terms of time, it was completely too late.

A lot of time has been wasted recovering from his injury, and the others should start the ninth round test, and he is already behind.

"More on that later. ”

Lin Yun shook his head and put away this Canglong essence blood.

Looking up, his gaze fell on the dark corridor ahead.

The ninth floor of the tomb palace is here after all.

From knowing that there was a Xingjun Ancient Tomb in the Dry Sea, he only came here for the Xuanyin Water at first, and after knowing the most precious thing in the Xingjun Ancient Tomb, he came here step by step.

Along the way, the more and more opponents get stronger and stronger, although there are twists and turns, but after all, they are indomitable and indestructible.

I just don't know what the ninth round of tests that await me will be, and who the opponent will be in the end.

Without thinking too much, Lin Yun got up and walked towards the unknown ninth layer without looking back.

After passing the corridor, the vision suddenly brightened, and appeared in a closed and empty hall.

The main hall is empty except for the ancient frescoes on three walls.

Rumble!

Just as he was in doubt, a dragon's groan sounded, followed by a swimming light, breaking through the air and attacking Lin Yun.

The light was purely condensed by starlight, dazzling, containing a sharp edge, and there was a faint trace of quite condensed dragon power.

As soon as it appeared, it showed a coercion that was no less than the peak of the Yang Xuan Realm, which was very terrifying.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and he raised his hand, his five fingers clenched.

Suddenly, the power of wind and thunder exploded on his body, and in the midst of the roar, the thunder did not stop, and the shaking clothes were hunting.

Under the fusion of this wind and thunder power, the purple kite sword strength bombarded with this swimming light.

Boom!

In the loud noise, Lin Yun snorted and was shocked back three steps.

Whew!

Before he could stand firmly, there were two more rays of light, accompanied by the sound of the dragon's groan.

Lin Yun suddenly suffered a big loss, his right hand clenched into a fist was numb from the shock, and the remaining strength was difficult to eliminate.

Thundered!

But it's not over yet, the dragon doesn't stop, and the light in the hall keeps fighting. The flying swimming, looking at it in the blink of an eye, is like a strip of color exercises, criss-crossed, soaring up and down, messy and beautiful.

Beneath the gorgeous façade, there is a terrifying murderous intention.

The nine rays of light flew like lightning, and Lin Yun's fists were like swords, and between the swings, the afterimages were scorching.

Bang!

All of a sudden, the loud noises in this hall were non-stop, continuous.

Lin Yun coped a little reluctantly, but he was always in his own rhythm, and it seemed that he was retreating step by step, but the sword momentum on his body was not half a point.

Suddenly, without warning, the nine rays of light and shadow condensed and expanded into a dragon shadow.

Rumble!

The momentum skyrocketed, and the coercion was instantly comparable to that of a powerhouse in the Yin and Yang Realm, and the dragon shadow roared, and the sound waves were agitated, rolling in.

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, the sword intent condensed all over his body, and the purple kite flowers bloomed one by one, tightly resisting this coercion.

The dragon shadow squirmed out of thin air, and the majestic True Yuan fluctuated, cleansing wave after wave, making the air in all directions ripple like water.

"Has the drama begun?"

The corners of Lin Yun's mouth hooked up with a smile, and his eyes were full of war.

He entered the ancient tomb of Xingjun, and all the way here, first defeated Guo Xu, then defeated Qin An and Pei Yue, but he never had half a fear.

With the sword box on his back, the funeral flowers trembled, ready to go.

Brush!

The wriggling dragon shadow condensed into a golden armor puppet in mid-air, and the moment it took shape, it fell above Lin Yun. Raising his hand with a shot, he slashed down, and the majestic coercion was like a winding river, crossing the void, mighty, and surging.

Such a surging and vast offensive gives people a sense of endless continuity, and it is magnificent.

He originally thought that when he reached the test of the ninth layer of the Tomb Palace, it might be nine silver-armored puppets that formed a complete dragon formation. But I didn't expect that it would be one, and if it came like this, it would be impossible to divide and defeat it.

Looking at this offensive, I am afraid that it is much more terrifying than facing nine silver-armored puppets.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and when Lin Yun beckoned, the funeral flower bounced out of the sword box behind his back.

Lin Yun clenched his five fingers and drew his sword out of its sheath.

Click!

The majestic sword momentum that had already been ready to be launched met this surging blow, and the floor under his feet suddenly exploded, spreading out a network of gaps.

Under the heavy blow, Lin Yun was split back dozens of meters by life.

"The sword is divided into two moons!"

Lin Yun turned around, swayed up, and slashed out a sword in an instant.

Suddenly, this sword cut out two rounds of majestic sword light, the sword light was like the moon, a bright moon illuminated the endless night sky, and a bright moon shone on the deep lake.

Under the two moons, Lin Yun, who stabbed out this sword all over his body, had a sharp edge on his body, and he was boundless.

The golden-armored puppet, without thinking about it, came up with a spear.

Click!

Under the clash of sword light and spear, the golden armor on the puppet's body appeared with a slight crack.

"The edge of the funeral flower is sharper than I imagined. ”

Seeing this, Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, the burial flower after being promoted to the treasure weapon could break through the opponent's defense. For him, it will undoubtedly save a lot of effort.

In mid-air, another majestic silver sword light fell fiercely.

That golden armor puppet, after all, had a cultivation comparable to that of the early stage of the Yin and Yang Realm, and it avoided this sword like lightning, and attacked and killed Lin Yun at a rather tricky angle.

The spear in his hand stirred out condensed spear shadows in mid-air, piercing the air with thousands of holes.

That kind of fierce coercion was clearly several points stronger than Lin Yun's sword momentum.

Lin Yun is quite calm, the other party's cultivation is above him after all, and it is quite normal for the coercion to be stronger than him.

But if you talk about the sharpness of the sword, the prosperity of the edge, the funeral flowers are not convinced!

"Sky shatters!"

The sword light containing the innate Dacheng sword intent condensed into a tornado in the blink of an eye, and between the swirling winds, it seemed to contain a sharp broken sword, humming endlessly, cutting the air into traces.

Then towards the golden armor puppet, swept away, and between the collisions, there was a brilliant silver sword light, constantly bursting out.

The golden-armored puppet suddenly retreated step by step, and the spear in his hand danced wildly, resisting the sword qi in the storm.

Boom!

Ten steps later, its coercion fluctuated slightly, and it was immediately knocked into the air, and the golden light on its body kept flashing.

Roar!

The dragon's groan erupted again, and the golden armor puppet was in mid-air, one sideways, and stabbed the spear in his hand fiercely. The astonishing gun, with an unrivaled momentum, stabbed the storm that carried the advice of the innate Dacheng.

"It's terrible that a puppet who doesn't know how to do it can do this. But that's the end of it!"

The scattered storms in the main hall, wrapped in the remnants of sword intent, roared non-stop, Lin Yun's clothes kept agitating, and another sword slashed out between his hands.

Rumble!

There is a momentum of thunder, the roar is not endless, and the electric light is like the divine punishment of the nine heavens, which is fleeting.

Click!

The sword slashed through the spear, piercing the gold-armored golem into a pile of parts scattered to the ground.

Lin Yun fell to the ground, kicking slightly, and a different color flashed in his eyes. This golden armor puppet is indeed terrifying, if it is the battle armor on the other party's body, it is not damaged.

The sword rushes to thunder and slash lightning, and it may not be able to hit the other party hard.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a strange warm current rippled out of the Purple Mansion, and then permeated the limbs. Up and down, suddenly dripping with joy, indescribable Su Shuang.

Between the churning of qi and blood, Lin Yun only felt that it was warm, and the true yuan was circulating, more than twice as condensed as before.

After a big battle, his cultivation was promoted to the Yang Xuan Realm.

After he refined the Hell Flower, his cultivation climbed to the peak of Xiaocheng in the Yang Xuan Realm, and when he fought with Qin An and the two before, there were faint signs of breaking through.

At this moment, the final test of the ninth layer of this tomb palace made him completely promoted.

"Yang Xuanjing Dacheng ......"

Lin Yun's five fingers clenched, feeling the surging power in his fist, and there was a feeling that it was not very real.

I think that before he entered the withered sea, he was only at the peak of the Yin Xuan Realm, but now, he has reached an astonishing Yang Xuan Realm mastery.

It is mainly due to the two strange things of Xuanyin Water and Hell Flower, as well as Lin Yun's own circumstances.

Without this series of battles and consecutive victories, the effectiveness of these heaven and earth treasures may not have appeared so quickly.

It's just that such a continuous and fierce battle has stimulated the background of this adventure in advance.

Time to go!

Lin Yun retracted his thoughts, his expression became solemn, and at the same time he faintly looked forward to it.

This final tomb palace is on the ninth floor, and I don't know who will be waiting for him.

Whether it's one person or many individuals, everything is unknown.