The rivers and mountains are a painting, and the rivers and lakes are a ripple of the collision of mountains and rivers.

The clouds and blue sky are shining, and the mist is thick with ink.

The young man has the inheritance of ancient Shinto, and he lives again against the sky. He swore that the heavens would be unstoppable and the calamity unstoppable. The bird has the wind, the fish has the kun, the phoenix strikes the nine days, and the kun is chaotic in the universe. Absolute clouds, negative sky. There are also heroes among people who want to be the ones who ascend to the sky and go retrograde to kill immortals. Take the three-foot Qingfeng sword, but the frost and sixteen states.

Lin Ziyun felt that he was unprecedentedly powerful, the peak of the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Period, the spiritual power in his body was more than ten times higher than before, if he used the Flying Immortal Three Thousand Swords now, even if he still couldn't exert all his sword energy, but in the face of Dielin, and that giant would definitely not be as powerless as before. He took a deep breath and felt the blood flow through his body as if it were bursting with volcanic magma.

If he could carry a thousand catties of boulders with his bare hands before, it is estimated that he can lift ten thousand catties now. Ordinary qi refining cultivators are cultivators, and their strength is only about five hundred catties, so you can imagine Lin Ziyun's current metamorphosis. The main reason why his strength has increased so quickly now is that in terms of body refining, Lin Ziyun's body was already a body of the Feather Realm before, and now it is just stimulating his potential. Qi refining and body cultivation go hand in hand, and his own body cultivation and strength have been significantly improved, and the effect of the Nine Yin Fruit is really extraordinary.

All of his injuries have recovered, all thanks to a fruit. Lin Ziyun couldn't help but sigh at the terrifying nature of the elixir of heaven and earth, it really had the effect of becoming an immortal.

Lin Ziyun felt the confidence brought by his strong strength, and a smile appeared on his face.

Cultivating the truth, the jungle eats the strong, this is a world of survival of the fittest. It is not like the pure human world, there is peace, fairness. What is here is only the respect of the strong, and only one's own strength is the only reliance. Lin Ziyun stretched out his hand to touch his eyebrows, and his face showed a look of crying and laughing. It is recorded in the ancient records that the nine shadows that accompany the nine shades of the candle grow out of the yellow spring, leading through the netherworld and running through the nine heavens. But these historical materials cannot be confirmed, but now Lin Ziyun's eyebrows do grow a vertical eye, but it is like a scarlet crack, more like a scar.

Lin Ziyun tried to open the eyes of this eyebrow, but he couldn't open them. Shaking his head helplessly, he could only ignore this matter for the time being, the crisis in front of him had not been resolved, and it was not his turn to be careless.

Lin Ziyun raised his eyes to see the battle between the golden-winged bird and the giant, and found that the two were fighting fiercely, and they were fighting together, and the nearby jungle bushes were damaged by the two behemoths. Lin Ziyun didn't want to fight one against two, although his current strength has skyrocketed, and he can protect himself, but whether it is the strength of the Goldfinch Bird or the giant, it is not something he can deal with now, or hide in the dark and watch it become better.

In the gravel forest, there is a waterhole, and a waterfall rolls down from the top of a cliff dozens of meters high. The water is turbulent, and the mountains are high and remote.

The goldfinch bird has two wings and rolls up a curtain of water. The golden light flickered, the Peng bird chirped, the water bloomed, turning into countless white flying feathers, and the giant was fiercely thought of chopping away.

Whoop...... The sound came one after another, and the giant was hit by countless water swords, although he was strong and fast, but the attack and defense methods were too simple, this time he suffered a big loss, fell to the ground and kept wailing.

Lin Ziyun saw him crying like a child, his voice was miserable, and he was a little sympathetic for a while. But when he remembered that the strange man almost killed himself, he could only sigh in his heart that he couldn't save himself when he saw death.

The golden-winged peng bird bloomed with immeasurable golden light, just like the heavenly bird of the divine realm, the god of sun and fire. As soon as he soared in the air, he opened his mouth and spewed out a flame that wanted to burn the giant alive.

Although the monster was ferocious, it seemed to have spirituality, and when it saw this, it let out a whining sound, which was extremely miserable, and its body kept shaking.

The golden-winged bird spewed out a golden fire, like a volley of golden feathers from the sky, about to shoot the giant here.

At the last moment, a burst of leaves fell, and the nearby sky was full of green leaves, like a hundred and eight thousand swords. The wind subsided, the fire was extinguished, and a man with black hair and fingers in a horizontal sword position blocked the giant's body.

Lin Ziyun put his fingers together with his sword, recited the sword trick, and danced the sword dance. The plants and trees all turned into his divine sword, and they all slashed towards the golden-winged roc bird. The secret method of the Protoss is child's play, the three thousand swords of the flying immortals do not belong to the world, and they are powerful. A sword and a sword are like earth-shattering spears, and they are like giant axes that cut down the sky, as if they can really smash mountains and rivers, and cut down the sun and moon.

The golden-winged bird suddenly opened its huge mouth, and countless swords of plants and trees were swallowed alive by it.

This scene couldn't help but startle Lin Ziyun, so fierce!

The golden-winged bird's claws were like iron hooks, condensing into an iron chain transformed into spiritual power in the void, wanting to bind Lin Ziyun. Lin Ziyun knew that he must not be trapped by this bird, otherwise his life would be in danger.

He hurriedly pinched the trick and whispered in his mouth: "Fixed." ”

As soon as the immobilization technique was cast, everything in front of him seemed to stop, and Lin Ziyun made a few seals, and slashed out several flame knives in the air to shatter the spiritual power chains. On the battlefield, Lin Ziyun was independent, and the sword qi was flying beside him, he really looked like a sword immortal. The golden-winged bird actually let out a long roar, stared at Lin Ziyun with dead eyes, and turned around and flew away.