It does not belong to a four-star sect, nor is it a five-star sect, there is a sect called Hualong City in the eastern soil that is only among the three stars, but no one dares to underestimate this sect.

The famous Qinglong Venerable was born in Hualong City, and this sect does not refine the body or qi, but cultivates qi and views the dragon.

Tianjiao of Hualong City walked towards Lin Ziyun slowly, this person was holding a pocket chessboard in his hand, his bearing was indifferent, and his demeanor was elegant, which made people look at it at a glance, like a spring breeze.

Lin Ziyun glanced at this person deeply, and he felt the pressure on this person. He had a feeling that he was being seen through. This feeling gave him the feeling that as long as he made a move, he would expose his shortcomings. Lin Ziyun calmed down, and he finally made a move, using his own hundred scriptures to fight against this person.

A smile appeared on the man's face, and he saw the chessboard in his hand spinning, and the black and white sons fell to the ground one after another, turning into a net of spiritual power to trap Lin Ziyun's body.

Lin Ziyun cast the true method and shook hard, but found that his spiritual power was like a mud cow entering the sea, dissipating on the spiritual net. Lin Ziyun was shocked, and said in his heart: "What kind of demon art is this? Why do I have a feeling that this person opposite me can't be powerful? I always feel that he has the upper hand, and I will be suppressed by him everywhere." ”

Lin Ziyun couldn't guess the reason for it for a while, and he firmly believed that he could break ten thousand laws with one force. He concentrated his mind and broke free from the net by incinerating the glazed ancient Buddha fire. Lin Ziyun summoned five Dao Palace furnaces from his body, he didn't want to fall into passivity, he wanted to see how the other party cracked his law.

Hundreds of schools of thought have been smelted, and what they pursue is the ultimate road, a complete road, and it is the most difficult to find a breakthrough. Lin Ziyun didn't believe that this person could crack his method, and he planned to win here.

"Boom ......"

Dozens of illusory dragon qi evaporated from the disciple of Dragon City, which was the dragon qi he had kept in his body. These dragon qi can not only enhance his cultivation, but also strengthen the power of his physical body. Now dozens of illusory dragon qi roared out and burrowed into Lin Ziyun's five Dao Palaces.

The true dragon was across the sky, Dao Ding was trembling, the furnace fire was unstable, and Lin Ziyun's heart was shaking. He wasn't sure if his Hundred Family Scripture could really stop the other party's weird Dao technique, Lin Ziyun sat on the Dao base, reciting the true scripture, and wanted to use the soul restraint method in the Jiuhua Immortal Sutra to test whether he could fight against this person's supernatural powers.

Of Lin Ziyun's five Dao Palaces, one of them is practicing the True Spirit Transformation Technique, and one has the Jiuhua Immortal Sutra, and the other three Dao Palaces, Lin Ziyun has not yet cultivated the Dao Method. As long as the laws of these five Dao Palaces are integrated, they can become his own Hundred Family Scriptures. Lin Ziyun still has a big flaw now, and this flaw was infinitely magnified when he met this genius in Hualong City. Lin Ziyun's heart was unstable, and he was unable to cast the Jiuhua Immortal Sutra, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

Lin Ziyun lowered his head and sighed: "Am I afraid? My Dao heart is unstable, so this person will find a flaw." ”

Lin Ziyun could have cultivated his own Fa a long time ago, but he had been waiting, waiting for the strongest opportunity. He was unwilling to let his remaining few Dao Palaces cultivate mediocre spells, and he was unwilling to let his methods be imperfect, so now there was a flaw in his heart. This flaw has now been infinitely magnified, and Lin Ziyun's Dao Palace was hit by those true dragon qi, and cracks appeared.

Lin Ziyun shouted: "No, I must not fall here." ”

Lin Ziyun's eyes showed a determined look, he was crossing the tribulation, crossing his own heart tribulation. This catastrophe is the most difficult to overcome, because his opponent is another Lin Ziyun, or a nightmare in his heart.

Lin Ziyun recited the trick of purifying his heart and calming his mood. He no longer hesitated, he was merging his own Fa.

Since he is going to follow a supreme holy path, he must not hesitate in any way. The Thirteen Transformations of the True Spirit is the supreme refining supernatural power, and this technique is cultivated in Lin Ziyun's first Dao Palace. Originally, Lin Ziyun also planned to directly practice this technique during the foundation building period, and even planned to cultivate different true spirit transformations in each Dao Palace. But this is too difficult, the blood of the true spirit is hard to find in the world, even the breath of the true spirit is difficult to find.

"My first Dao Palace is my Foundation Building Dao Foundation Palace, and this palace cultivates my most powerful Immortal Phoenix Transformation. Lin Ziyun shouted.

"My second Dao Palace is the Yellow Palace's Trick Cave that was born from the True Gong of Fu Immortals, and this palace cultivates the Candle Dragon Transformation of the Thirteen Transformations of the True Spirit. Lin Ziyun continued.

"The third Dao Palace, the Xuan Palace, cultivates the true skill of the immortals. ”

"The fourth Taoist palace, the underground palace, cultivates the Nine Huaxian Sutra. ”

"The fifth Dao Palace, the Heavenly Palace, cultivates the Ancient Sea Temple's Soul Drawing Method. ”

The five Dao Palaces all emitted immeasurable light, and Lin Ziyun was full of qi and blood, like a god of war in Nirvana. He perfected his Fa at this moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Lin Ziyun opened his eyes, stared at the disciples of Hualong City, and let out an angry roar.

"I'm cultivating the path of the Holy Law that is invincible in a hundred battles, and you can't stop me. ”

The five Dao Palaces beside Lin Ziyun exploded, the flames burned all over the sky, and the furnaces of the five Dao Palaces were reborn in the fire, with divine light exploding, and a hazy immortal aura shrouded them. The disciples of Hualong City spurted blood, and the chessboard in their hands fell to the ground, and the whole person turned into flying ashes and dissipated here.

Lin Ziyun stood in place, his whole person had an indescribable majesty, and he stared at the front lightly.

In the one hundred and seventh game, Lin Ziyun's opponent was a young boy. However, at the age of eleven or twelve, Lin Ziyun had a greater sense of oppression than anyone before. Lin Ziyun's expression changed when he saw the boy. He really didn't expect that it would be Ye Zong's genius who would appear in the one hundred and seven games. This can't be blamed on him, it can only be said that Ye Zong is too declining now, and few people remember the glory of Ye Zong tens of thousands of years ago.

Ye Zong was the number one sect in the Eastern Soil and even the Ancient Ming Star tens of thousands of years ago, even if it declined, there was still a peerless Tianjiao ten thousand years ago.

Lin Ziyun was looking forward to what kind of surprise the pink-carved doll on the other side could bring him, he was now powerful and boundless, and he was directly fighting with Ye Zong's genius.

Lin Ziyun was too strong, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, he directly fought with brute force to kill Ye Zong's genius. The genius of Ye Sect on the opposite side was also peerless, raising a young hand, turning wind and clouds into swords and evolving immortal treasure artifacts.

Lin Ziyun was shocked: "What a profound cultivation, especially this person's comprehension. I'm afraid that every one of his spells has reached the transformation realm, and he has cultivated seven or eight kinds of martial intent. ”

People who have comprehended a martial intent are strong enough, let alone seven or eight kinds. It was the first time Lin Ziyun had met such a tricky opponent, like a natural avenue carrier, impervious and invulnerable.

Seeing this child, Lin Ziyun even felt a sense of jealousy. Such talent, such talent, is really embarrassing and enviable. Lin Ziyun didn't know if the so-called invincible genius Li Wuxian would also have such understanding, but he thought that no one in his life could compare to this boy in terms of understanding.

Integrating the five Dao Palaces and sublimating his own law, Lin Ziyun became a lot stronger. Even if Ye Zong's genius boy was very strong, he was defeated after only holding up a hundred moves in Lin Ziyun's hands.

One hundred and eight entrances, the last one. Lin Ziyun already had a guess in his heart about what kind of enemy he would meet, and he had a trace of expectation in his heart. The sect that has a fateful fate with him, the sect that is high up, will the last pass be the pride of the sect?

didn't wait long, a woman dressed in white appeared opposite Lin Ziyun.

Lin Ziyun sighed lightly and said, "Sure enough, it is the descendant of the Purple Mountain, I hope I won't be disappointed." ”

Regarding Purple Mountain, Lin Ziyun has a deep obsession in his heart. Whether it is the reed hang of Lin Ziyun in Qianxue Mountain who broke his sword and burned his sheath or the red fish in Yunlan Xianze are all from Purple Mountain, these two women have a great relationship with the death of Lin Ziyun in Qianxue Mountain. Thinking of this time, Lin Ziyun couldn't help but think of the peerless style of the Eight-Winged Divine Sword in his mind, and the Purple Mountain descendant opposite was also like this!

Fresh and refined, it seems to fly away, maybe every Purple Mountain descendant is like this.

Lin Ziyun didn't think much about it, what was standing in front of him was not a real person, it was just a mark. As far as he was concerned, all he wanted to see was Purple Mountain's magical powers.

The heirs of the Purple Mountain stood there, like a fairy, with a curling posture of Nana, without a trace of fireworks. She lightly slapped Lin Ziyun and wanted to suppress Lin Ziyun, this woman has an indescribable temperament, a strong self-confidence, she firmly believes that this palm can make Lin Ziyun's white clothes bleed.

"Look down on me too much, Purple Mountain heir, I want to see what's so great!" Lin Ziyun muttered to himself.

He passed all the way to kill here, whether it was the Heavenly God Sect, the Martial Immortal Sect, the Sword Gate and other Tianjiao were all killed by him. At the end, this woman is indeed very strong, but Lin Ziyun also has a lot of confidence, he is invincible. 7 Q

Lin Ziyun ran the Hundred Family Classics, and also poked out a palm. This palm contained the spiritual power of the five Dao Palaces in his body, and it was extremely powerful, enough to compare to the full force of a Feather Stage cultivator.

"Bang ......"

Lin Ziyun's body retreated, and he felt his palms tremble. Just now, in the process of his confrontation with the descendants of the Purple Mountain, he suddenly encountered a blow from the Immortal Power and fell into the sky. This woman was more powerful than he expected, this palm seemed ordinary, but it actually contained monstrous power.

Lin Ziyun shot again, he used all his strength, he knew very well how strong his palm was, and the power of this palm was a palm that he couldn't resist among all the opponents he had met before.

The descendants of the Purple Mountain are still condescending, making a palm print.

Lin Ziyun was suppressed again, and he had an illusion. The woman on the other side was a high immortal, and he couldn't defeat it. Lin Ziyun took a deep breath, and even he didn't see the word "immortal" shining in his palm at this moment. The Immortal King's mark was blooming, the golden light flashed, and Lin Ziyun touched the palm that was as white as jade. He roared, shaking away the Purple Mountain heirs.

Lin Ziyun took advantage of the victory to pursue, and continuously split dozens of palm prints. The heir of the Purple Mountain did not move, and once again slapped his palm.

Lin Ziyun felt that he was being slighted, and he said angrily: "You were defeated ten thousand years ago, so I don't believe that I can't defeat you." ”

Lin Ziyun attacked suddenly, the spiritual power in his body exploded like a flood, the spiritual power of the five Dao Palaces in his body was running like a tide, and there was even more green light on his palm. The two fought together, but in an instant, the figure of the woman opposite turned into ashes and disappeared, as if she was immortal.

Lin Ziyun muttered, "Could it be that this woman is too powerful, so the formation here can't completely preserve her battle mark." This kind of conjecture is not impossible, Lin Ziyun shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Ten thousand years have passed, and he no longer knows what happened in the long river of history.

The light converged, the dust and light dispersed, and in front of Lin Ziyun there was a human-high platform, on which thousands of jade slips were stored.

Lin Ziyun stepped forward and picked up one of the jade slips and pasted it on his forehead, his expression was shocked, among these jade slips was the exercise insights and inferences left by an ancient. Lin Ziyun suppressed the shock in his heart, and then found another jade slip and pasted it on his forehead.

Lin Ziyun stared blankly at the mountains of jade slips piled up in front of him, and said distractedly: "These are all the geniuses of the West Sea and the great power to watch the battle of the Eastern Earth Tianjiao and deduce their methods?"

It is unimaginable that Princess Moyue would use such means in order to obtain the Eastern Earth Immortal Technique.

Lin Ziyun carefully studied the scriptures and found that the exercises deduced by these Xihai cultivators were extremely profound, and there were many mental methods recorded in the jade slips, which could even perfectly restore the immortal techniques of the Eastern Soil. Lin Ziyun hurriedly meditated and read the classics here one by one. You must know that he is practicing the Hundred Family Scriptures, if it is true that all the records recorded in the jade slips here are the exercises and classics deduced by his predecessors, his harvest is unimaginable.

He will get the most precious treasure of the entire Eastern Soil, because the immortal art of the entire Eastern Soil Immortal Sect is placed here. Although the magic power does not include all the spells of the Eastern Earth Immortal Sect, even if it is one sect and one technique, this is already amazing enough, not to mention that the spells that can be favored by the Demon Moon Princess will not be simple? Most of them are secret techniques of the sect and the method of suppressing the teaching.

Lin Ziyun indulged in these immortal treasures, and time passed quietly.

Half a month passed, and Lin Ziyun laughed wildly.

"It's amazing, it's amazing! This simply includes the immortal methods of each of the seventy-two Dao sects of Dongtu, and they are all the techniques of the suppression of religion, and it is difficult for others to know at all. Lin Ziyun was ecstatic, there were many scripture treasures, which had an unimaginable impact on his martial arts cultivation growth.

Lin Ziyun took a deep look at these scriptures and jade slips, and there was an aura floating in his hand. He put all the jade slips into the storage bag, he didn't want these treasures of the Eastern Earth Immortal Sect to fall into the hands of demon cultivators in the future. Although none of these jade slips are recorded in the original text of the immortal law of the Seventy-two Immortal Sect, they are also extremely precious, and there are even some jade slips in the scriptures that have a derivation of the exercises, which is extremely exquisite.

Lin Ziyun put away the storage bag and walked directly towards the seventh floor.

According to Zhang Wenyuan, the last layer of this tower is where Princess Moyue placed a knife, Lin Ziyun had some expectations for this knife, but unfortunately it was taken away by Princess Moyue. However, Lin Ziyun still plans to go to the seventh layer to have a look, maybe there will be an unexpected gain.

Just as Lin Ziyun was about to step into the seventh layer, the Demon Moon Tower shook violently. Lin Ziyun was shocked, and he hurriedly leaned out his divine sense to check. In his perception, there was an incomparably powerful existence under the Demon Moon Tower, which was actually reviving.

Lin Ziyun's face changed, and he quickly turned around, and he came to the fifth layer. Lin Ziyun saw Zhang Wenyuan at a glance, and he stretched out a palm to catch Zhang Wenyuan in an instant.

Outside the Demon Moon Tower, Lin Ziyun stared at Zhang Wenyuan with a gloomy face, and said lightly: "Zhang Wenyuan, are you hiding something from me?"

The aura on Zhang Wenyuan's body became more and more terrifying, and the body of his soul seemed to be about to turn into substance. However, when Zhang Wenyuan faced Lin Ziyun, he couldn't help but tremble. Zhang Wenyuan glanced at the Demon Moon Tower in the distance, which was shrouded in a layer of black fog, and then said in a low voice: "Master, I also remembered it just now. There is still a monster sleeping in this Demon Moon Tower, and I didn't expect that after 10,000 years, this freak hasn't died. ”

Lin Ziyun asked coldly, "What kind of monster is it?"

Zhang Wenyuan's face was ugly, and he said: "It's Qiyu, a legendary monster that can devour the starry sky." ”

"Qiyu?" Lin Ziyun's face suddenly changed. He knew that this kind of strange beast, the legend was that Qiyu was born against the sky, was 100 feet tall, and fed on the stars.

Lin Ziyun looked at Zhang Wenyuan and asked, "Where did this thing come from?"

Zhang Wenyuan replied: "I don't know if it's a little one, we found this beast in the enchantment ten thousand years ago. If it weren't for the clouds and mist, the two Venerable Beings had great powers to subdue this beast, we would have suffered too. The main purpose of Princess Moyue to build this tower back then was to suppress this beast, and it was just convenient to imprison the people of the Seventy-two Immortal Sect. ”

Lin Ziyun took a deep look at Zhang Wenyuan and said, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Zhang Wenyuan was uncomfortable by Lin Ziyun's gaze, and he trembled and said: "It's been so long, I thought this guy was dead a long time ago, who knew that he still existed in the world." ”

Lin Ziyun didn't bother to tell him more, and immediately included Zhang Wenyuan in the talisman. Lin Ziyun set off quickly, he was going to look for Shi Su and Hua Taoyao. If Qiyu escapes, they will all die here. Lin Ziyun wanted to find the two of them as soon as possible and leave this ancient battlefield quickly.

Five days later, Lin Ziyun discovered the breath of Shi Su on the edge of the ancient battlefield. However, Lin Ziyun's face was very ugly, he picked up the Traceless Sword from the ground, and his eyes were extremely gloomy.

The Traceless Sword is broken, and Shi Su is definitely in danger.

Another day passed, and Lin Ziyun found a golden hairpin by a large black lake. If he remembered correctly, this golden hairpin should have been Hua Taoyao, could it be that something happened to her too? Lin Ziyun had a bad premonition in his heart.

No one saw that when Lin Ziyun stepped into this place, two men in black robes who were hiding behind a big black stone looked at him coldly.

"It's like another cultivator, hehe...... I really didn't expect that you and I were so lucky, before we stepped into the Eastern Earth Human Realm, there was such a good furnace to the door. One of the men spoke, his voice hoarse incomprehensibly, like the sound of a sickle cutting through a grain pole.

Another man smiled: "What's the hurry, this person seems to be a little different." ”

The man who spoke before said coldly: "It's a bit strong, but it's good to wait for the boss to come later." After speaking, the man turned his head to look at his partner beside him, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, Red Dragon Feather, you don't have other ideas, right?"

Chi Long Yu's fingers rubbed the steel knife on his waist, smiled, and said, "Gui Hong, if you don't dare, just wait for me here." But when the time comes, this son will not have your share. ”

Gui Hong sneered: "Hmph, it's not so easy for you to eat alone. ”

In the ancient battlefield, the cold light was shrouded, the fog was filled, and the figures of the two men in black dissipated.