Chapter 277: The End

In this way, all the pressure that supported that silver ball of light fell on Lin Tian and Feng Yu, not only did the faces of the Immortal Sword Sect monks below become ugly, but even Lin Tian's face was extremely gloomy.

It had been a little difficult for the six of them to support the silver ball of light before, but now there were only the two of them left, not to mention the worst situation.

At this time, Lin Tian frowned, and he also had the intention of giving up, but at this moment, a cold snort came from the wind and rain beside him, and the momentum on the wind and rain also increased by three points.

Lin Tian looked at Fengyu with some surprise, only to see that a thick blood color appeared on his body at first, but then he disappeared into his body, and after that, his face suddenly turned extremely pale. Depending on the situation, what kind of secret self-harm technique did Wind and Rain use to improve his strength in a short period of time.

Seeing this, Lin Tian couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, he still owed Fengyu a favor before, so he naturally couldn't leave him alone at this time, and sighed slightly, the glazed gold body in Lin Tian's body was slowly running, and he was just about to use all his strength. At this time, Qian Feiyun's voice gently came into his ears.

"Lin Daoyou, the situation is not good now, it depends on Lin Daoyou, after the matter is completed, our Immortal Sword Sect will definitely have another thanks, what conditions Brother Lin proposes, as long as it is not too much, our Immortal Sword Sect can agree. ”

Lin Tian's heart moved slightly when he heard this, and then nodded slightly, at this time, he no longer preserves his strength, and with a cold snort, the glazed golden body was instantly raised to the extreme, and in an instant, the momentum on Lin Tian's body changed, and the dazzling golden light instantly appeared on them. Under the backdrop of silver rays everywhere, everyone was dazzling, and the eyes of everyone around were surprised to stay on Lin Tian's body at this moment.

No one expected that in this case, Lin Tian would still have such a strong strength, of course, most of them couldn't help but be happy while being surprised.

After Lin Tian erupted, the situation above suddenly improved, the silver ball of light temporarily stabilized, and under the washing of the sword qi emitted by the seven people above, the three-color spiritual light in the round silver ball became stronger and stronger, and then a gentle humming sound came out from inside.

At the same time, a sword shadow appeared and disappeared inside, shuttling back and forth, as if the flying sword was about to reach the stage of refining Dacheng.

However, at this most critical juncture, the wind and rain suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from mid-air at once. Qian Feiyun's face changed suddenly, and he quickly caught him, and he couldn't complain about the wind and rain at this time, because he had done his best.

"Hey, is it really the will of heaven that doesn't allow us to refine this sword" A sigh came softly from the void, full of disappointment.

The other Immortal Sword Sect monks below couldn't help but have a sense of frustration on their faces, looking at the silver ball of light that gradually fell downwards above, their eyes were full of loss.

But at this moment, there was a sudden burst of cheers in mid-air, which immediately attracted everyone's attention and looked up.

This burst of shouts came from Lin Tian's mouth, and at this time, Lin Tian was also a little angry in his heart, could he still be stumped by a formation?

Thinking of this, Lin Tian couldn't help but burst into a loud shout, and then used all his strength to grasp the magic weapon of the fire fork with one hand with his left hand, and then slapped his right hand fiercely at the point of the fire fork magic weapon, and suddenly a mysterious spell flowed out of his body quickly, and then injected into the magic weapon in his hand one by one.

The strange artifact suddenly buzzed, sending out a dazzling pillar of green light and striking hard at the circular ball of light above.

The downward trend of the circular ball of light suddenly stopped, and then slowly rose upward.

The other monks around couldn't help but look dumbfounded, the silver ball of light that could only be supported by the strength of the six monks just now was actually dragged up by Lin Tian alone.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Lin Tian blankly, including the seven Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators holding flying swords above.

At this time, Lin Tian snorted coldly at the top and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, I can't support it for long alone, hurry up." ”

A body cultivator equivalent to a monk in the Yudan period dared to shout at the seven Yuan Infant stage monks, if it was a normal day, he would have died many times. But at this time, no one realized this, and the same were the seven primordial monks above.

They had almost given up just now, but when they heard Lin Tian drink it, they immediately reacted, and hurriedly swung their flying swords, sending out more powerful sword qi and rushing into the silver ball of light???

The sword shadows in the ball of light became denser and denser, and the three-color streamer became stronger and stronger, while Lin Tian was firmly supported below like an invincible golden gun.

Finally, a sharp sound came from above, and the sound only pierced through the clouds, echoing between heaven and earth. Then a dazzling three-color streamer suddenly rushed out from the silver ball of light above, and then quickly turned around a few times above everyone, and then chā into the sky, as if it was about to flee into the distance.

But at this moment, a loud laugh came out of the air without warning, and a big silver hand suddenly appeared in mid-air, quickly catching up with the three-color flying sword that escaped in front, instantly grabbing the flying sword, and then the big silver hand and the three-color flying sword disappeared without a trace.

"Hahaha, thank you Lin xiǎo friend this time. A loud laugh came from the void, then vanished without a trace.

Lin Tian put away the gold on his body at this time, and then with a wave of his hand, he threw the huge fire fork magic weapon in his hand to the ground, and fell to the ground with a tired face.

Over there, Qian Feiyun's side flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he appeared beside Lin Tian with a happy face, and was about to say something, but Lin Tian opened his mouth to interrupt: "Senior Qian, junior wants to go back and rest first."

Qian Feiyun naturally knew what Lin Tian meant, nodded his head without hesitation, and said to a monk of the Immortal Sword Sect who was not far away: "You send Lin Daoyou back, don't be lazy, understand?"

The monk hurriedly nodded yes, the aura on his body that had been cultivated due to long-term sword cultivation had long disappeared at this time, and he looked at Lin Tian with a friendly and respectful expression, and then accompanied Lin Tian back to his residence.

After Lin Tian went back, he immediately closed the door of the room, and then arranged several powerful refinements in the room one after another, so that he could meditate and recover his vitality with confidence.

This time, his true yuan consumption can be described as unxiǎo, according to his estimate, there is no two or three months to completely recover as before.

Three days later, Lin Tian regained a little bit of vitality, but suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, and Lin Tian frowned and went out to greet the guests.

The person who came was a monk of the Immortal Sword Sect, and the person didn't say much, but just gave Lin Tian some spirit yào of Peiyuan Guben and a spirit yào and a yù charm to promote cultivation, and left this place gently.

Lin Tian naturally unceremoniously put away all these things and meditated and cultivated behind closed doors again. With the assistance of the Pei Yuan Guben Dan Yào sent by the Immortal Sword Gate, Lin Tian's Zhenli recovery speed was more than twice as fast as the original estimate, and it only took about a month for Huā to completely recover the True Yuan.

After checking his body, he didn't find anything unusual, or factors that might adversely affect his future immortal cultivation, Lin Tiancai breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Lin Tian put away all the formations around him, left the door gently, took out a silver yù talisman, frowned slightly, and then crushed the yù talisman fiercely, and waited quietly here.

Not long after, a silver ray flew from a distance and landed in front of Lin Tian, revealing a thirty-year-old sword cultivator.

The man glanced at Lin Tian curiously, and then said softly, "This is Lin Daoyou." ”

"That's right, it's Lin Tian down there. Lin Tian said expressionlessly.

"If it's really Lin Daoyou, congratulations on recovering his true strength so quickly. By the way, Uncle Qian happened to be discussing things with several other uncles and brothers, and after receiving Lin Daoyou's emerignant, he asked Lin Daoyou to come over. The monk spoke softly.

"How many other uncles?" Lin Tian was slightly stunned when he heard this, pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, please ask Daoist friends to lead the way." ”

The monk nodded slightly, and then the two of them unfolded and flew towards a place at a rapid pace.

In a large hall that looks magnificent, there are more than a dozen jiāo chairs lined up directly above, but only one person is doing it on it, and there are seven or eight people standing below, one of whom is Qian Feiyun, and next to him is still standing as if it is the wind and rain that has just recovered from a serious illness.

At this time, these people seemed to be discussing something, and suddenly, these people's minds moved slightly, and then they turned to look at the entrance of the main hall.

A somewhat surprised figure slowly walked in, this person was none other than Lin Tian.

Glancing around slightly, Lin Tian's face suddenly sank, and he became extremely vigilant, just by looking at it, he found that he couldn't see their cultivation even if there were half of the monks in this hall.

Needless to say, those people were all monks above the Yuan Infant Stage, and the other few people who were most familiar with the wind and rain when they first came to him were also monks in the late stage of Yudan.

After these people saw Lin Tian, they all stopped their eyes on him, most of them looked at him with curiosity, but there was one of them, and there was a strong jealousy and killing intent in it.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Tian slightly turned the glazed gold body for a week, and then walked forward a few steps without changing his face in the face of these gazes, and said softly to the person sitting at the top, as well as Qian Feiyun and the others: "Junior Lin has seen a few seniors. ”