"Swallow!"

Ling Yun opened his mouth and inhaled, and the soul behind him sucked the Poison God Law into his mouth with a green glow.

The furious suction sucks and dissipates the poisonous god magic phase.

The Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword has no Poison God Law Phase, it is a scrap copper and rotten iron!

"This ...... How is this possible!"

The three elders' eyes widened, unable to believe the scene in front of them.

"Click"

The Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword actually broke.

A famous immortal weapon was broken like this, which shows how domineering Ling Yun's poisonous domination is.

The golden pupils lit up with a red glow.

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth curled, he raised his hand and pointed at the three elders, and a real flame appeared in his right eye.

The scorching wave of qi made the three elders panic instantly.

"This ...... It's really hot!"

The three elders slapped the true flame on their bodies, and their faces turned pale.

Ling Mastiff dropped the broken Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword, and he sacrificed all his spiritual weapons and spiritual treasures, just to be able to divert Ling Yun's attention to himself.

"Slash!"

Ling Yun did as Ling Mastiff wished, and his figure flickered past with a sword in his hand.

Ling Mastiff's eyes widened suddenly, and his head fell to the ground with a "click".

The body that lost its head burst into blood.

"Grandson!"

"Poof......

The third elder couldn't stand the stimulation, so he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and knelt down on one knee with his left hand covering his chest until the true flame spread all over his body and began to devour him.

The surrounding cultivators all took three steps back, Ling Yun's methods were too domineering, and he dealt with the cultivators in the late stage of the Condensing Realm in a few moves.

The calm young man stared at Ling Yun's True Yan, he thought about it seriously, and finally exclaimed, "This is the Three Flavors True Yan!"

Thunderfire asked—the two realms. ”

Ling Yun's divine power had already been cultivated to perfection, and he destroyed the bodies of the three elders at his fingertips.

True Yan destroyed the body of the three elders, and when the primordial god wanted to escape, a golden talisman flew in and wrapped it.

This golden talisman was a sealed yuan talisman that Ling Yun had spent a lot of exchange points to exchange, no matter how powerful the primordial spirit was, it would be difficult to break free from the shackles of this primordial talisman after all.

"Woohoo!"

A few firebirds flew out of Ling Yun's hand and lit the Sealing Yuan Talisman.

The three elders' primordial gods struggled painfully in the sealing talisman, and he roared angrily and could only watch as the firebird ignited the talisman.

If the original god is destroyed!

That's really gone.

The Blood Escape Divine Power cultivated by the three elders could not be used under the constraints of the Feng Yuan Fu, should he be said to be unfortunate or unlucky.

After clearing the portal, Ling Yun turned around and glanced at these cultivators, his Divine Sense transferred the object to take away the storage ring of the three elders, and the Divine Sense probed into the storage ring to take out the Nuwa Stone.

As soon as Nuwa Stone appeared, the surrounding cultivators became excited.

Ling Yun pinched the Nuwa Stone, he wanted to see if this Nuwa Stone was really that powerful, and any immortal weapon could repair it.

The Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword is also a not weak immortal weapon, but unfortunately it is now scrap iron.

"Condensation!"

The Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword flew up, and Ling Yun fused the Nuwa Stone into the blade, took out the Poison God Blade and fused it together.

In the colorful light, the Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword and the Poison God Blade were reforged.

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the best immortal weapon, the Poison God Immortal Sword. ”

A superb immortal flying sword was born.

The blade of the sword flashed green, and it was very poisonous, and everywhere it went, not a single grass grew.

Such a domineering immortal weapon, if it was to fight with a cultivator, it would definitely occupy the top.

"Refinery! What is the origin of this person! He is so powerful. ”

The calm young man's eyes flashed with fear, because Ling Yun's actions subverted his cognition.

"Ah...... Finish the day. ”

Ling Yun withdrew the Poison God Immortal Sword, he stretched lazily, ignoring the cultivators around him, he gently passed by the calm young man.

The calm young man looked sideways at Ling Yun's back.

"Stop!"

The cultivators who were eyeing him could not help but stretch out their minions to Ling Yun.

"What? Do you want this sword in my hand?"

Ling Yun did not turn back, but raised the Poison God Immortal Sword in his hand.

"That's right, hand over the flying sword honestly! We'll let you go. ”

Cultivators rely on the fact that there are many people and that there are few people.

"Hehe! you have the ability to take ......it," Ling Yun turned around and scanned the group of greedy cultivators with his fiery pupils.

"I'm not involved!"

The cultivators were a little frightened and kept taking a few steps back.

"If you hand over the flying sword, I can guarantee that you will leave alive. ”

There are also people who are more bold and constantly threaten Ling Yun.

The calm young man sensed something from Ling Yun's body, he changed his camp and stood on Ling Yun's side to fight against many cultivators, and said, "It's just that you are greedy, you actually want to bully more and less. ”

One of the cultivators retorted, "Just now, he killed those two cultivators and got the treasure. ”

Ling Yun smiled and explained: "This Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword is originally my tribe's thing, and the Nuwa Stone is my own, but it was stolen by this thief, do you have any opinions on cleaning up the portal?"

A question stiffly shocked many cultivators.

The soul snatching made many cultivators fearful.

"It's a feeling...... This pupil ...... Isn't it?"

When the calm young man thought of something, his face changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost.

Just because Ling Yun didn't want to get into trouble didn't mean he was afraid of trouble.

In front of these condensing realm cultivators, even if he killed them all, no one would avenge them.

The ancients are no bigger than the five big 6s of the Nether, and the rule here is that the big fist is the last word.

"Rob!"

There are still some cultivators who have the mentality of giving it a try.

"Huh!"

Several flying swords were sacrificed, shooting straight at Lingyun.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

The anti-heaven ability of the Lingyun Heart Sword can control all the flying swords in the world.

forcibly cut off the connection between the flying swords and the weapon owner, and these flying swords became Ling Yun's weapons and were used by Ling Yun.

"Hurry!"

Several flying swords turned against each other.

"Not good!"

The cultivator who reacted quickly hurriedly sacrificed the defensive immortal weapon.

"Broken!"

Ling Yun let out a deep sigh and shattered the cultivator's defensive immortal weapon.

The calm young man swallowed, and he fell to the ground, as frightened as if he had seen death.

But the person who shattered the cultivator's defense of the immortal weapon with the word "broken" was only one person in history throughout the ages.

Spirit Emperor!

This resounding figure is the glory of antiquity.

Ling Yun drunkenly sacrificed the flying sword like a princely and harvested the lives of all cultivators.

It doesn't matter who it is!

Under the control of Lingyun Heart Sword "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect", no one could defend against the onslaught of the flying sword.

"Ahh

A scream.

The cultivator's defenses were broken, and the flying sword took his life.

Ling Yun would not let go of the cultivation of these cultivators, he carried blood and demon skills.

Soul Absorbing Dafa!

Vampire Essence!

There were eighteen cultivators in the Condensing Realm and seven cultivators in the late stage of the Mortal Realm, and the cultivation and essence blood of these people made Ling Yun "feast", and his cultivation also successfully broke through to the late stage of the Divine Fetus Realm.

The calm young man looked at all these beings in amazement, his legs trembled and he looked terrified.

(End of chapter)

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