The collapsed void, the black hole with endless suction, all naturally closed at this moment.

All time seemed to stand still at this moment, and those warriors in the distance were also quietly looking at the picture here, with the same puzzle on their faces.

"What's going on, is it over!"

"Whoever wins, Lin Yuan loses!"

Someone came over and couldn't help but ask when he saw such a silent lake.

The sky in the distance is restored to the previous picture again, the sky is still so blue, but the ground below has long ceased to exist, and the dilapidated scene is fully revealed.

"This move, it should be like this!" A hoarse voice sounded from Lan Shuiyun's mouth, and then, a message that shocked everyone came from Lan Shuiyun's mouth.

"I lost, you're strong. After Lan Shuiyun said this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and the breath of the whole person instantly narrowed slightly.

In an instant, a strand of hair carrying a small piece of clothing fell off Lan Shuiyun's body.

"Thank you for your grace of not killing, I, Lan Shuiyun, owe you a favor. After Lan Shuiyun finished speaking, the figure disappeared and returned directly to the ground, walking in the direction of the Sword Tower area.

"Lin Yuan, you wait, I will challenge you again. ！”

Lan Shuiyun's voice came faintly, and in his tone, there was an undefeated faith.

"I'll wait for you!" Lin Yuan responded, laughing.

"Lan Shuiyun lost, how could it be, it was him, that sword, what kind of sword was it, what kind of sword was that sword, what kind of power could Lan Shuiyun lose. ”

All the people couldn't believe that such a strong man had failed, and besides, it was from his mouth that they had to believe it.

They couldn't believe that such an ordinary sword in their eyes could contain such a powerful power, and why it could make Lan Shuiyun, who had never been defeated by countless powerhouses along the way, be defeated.

Shout!

Lin Yuan didn't want to explain or pay attention to those people in the distance, and the figure rose directly into the air and swept towards the place in the Sword Tower area.

A moment after Lin Yuan left, two figures appeared in the place where they were fighting just now, and on the faces of the two of them, a figure was fluttering in white, but there was no expression on their faces.

Another figure, dressed in blood-red clothes, was covered in blood, as if he was in a sea of blood, and at first glance, it seemed like a sea of blood was coming.

Two completely different auraes appeared, which did not correspond to their personalities at all, but in this way, Lian stood in the air, looking at the ruins created by the battle in the distance.

"Brother Blood, what do you think!" the man in white asked softly, without the slightest expression on his face, as if he was a person without the slightest emotion.

"It's just a little fight, you can try!" the man whispered in a boundless sea of blood, even with a hint of disdain on his face.

"Oh, Brother Blood is interested, then you might as well give it a try!" said the man in white with a smile and turned to the man beside him.

"Aren't you also interested, his sword just now is not an ordinary swordsmanship containing a half-step sword rhyme, back to basics, I didn't expect it to appear in a martial artist who has just been promoted to the late stage of the Purple Mansion. "The man in the blood-red robe is none other than Blood Wudao, eighth on the potential list, and eighth on the Sword Venerable list.

"It's not for the time being, this is just the beginning, let's wait for his strength to increase a little, now, it's not our opponent. "This man in white is ruthless, seventh on the potential list, and seventh on the Sword Venerable list.

"That's right, let's keep watching, this is a potential opponent. Blood Wudao sneered, and his mouth curled up.

If Lin Yuan was here, he might also be surprised, his last sword was indeed very unusual, and his own half-step sword rhyme was just a simple sword.

But in the sword of the third sword, Lin Yuan comprehended the perception of challenging the sword tower these days, and also contained Lin Yuan's own unique insights.

Among them, it contains Lin Yuan's Tao, Lin Yuan's opinions, and Lin Yuan's own things.

Sublimation, re-creation, nirvana rebirth, and finally, Lin Yuan has reached a return to the basics, and it is the perception of these few days that has made Lin Yuan's swordsmanship improve rapidly.

Lin Yuan, who returned to the restaurant, didn't want to do anything else at all, and he wouldn't talk about it in the accident world, what he needed now was to adjust and cultivate.

One by one, the aura of heaven and earth converged in the house, and finally, it was all absorbed by the edge of the forest, and in the purple mansion, the nine-story small tower shook lightly, condensing the spiritual power gathered and turning it into liquid.

In the end, it turned into two parts, one part was integrated into Lin Yuan's body, and the other part was directly absorbed by the Dao Bead, and the originally dim Danzhu also became brighter.

But in the outside world, the pot has already exploded at this time. One after another news about Lin Yuan was passed on the ancient battlefield.

"Come and see, Lin Yuan's ranking has risen, and the top of the potential list has risen to twenty!"

A warrior held a gilt gold book in his hand and ran in the direction of the restaurant with some excitement.

"It's so fast, the speed of Tianji Pavilion is really not covered. Some people were surprised by the speed of Tianji Pavilion, and some people sighed at Lin Yuan's amazement.

"This Tianji Pavilion, regarding the ranking of the potential list, has changed many times, and there is nothing strange about it, they can predict the prophet, this can naturally be clear. ”

Tianji Pavilion was originally very mysterious to them, as long as that person defeated that person, they could find out at the first time, and use it as a change.

The outside world has nothing to do with Lin Yuan at this time, and inside the house, a dense white aura is transmitted to Lin Yuan's body through the space.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Lin Yuan came out of the way of merging these martial artists in addition to accepting everyone's challenges.

Through the guò battle, Lin Yuan's own swordsmanship is also strong month after month, and his own combat experience is becoming more and more profound.

These days, most of the heavenly battles that Lin Yuan has accepted are the top fifty powerhouses on the Sword Venerable List on the Sword Monument, and for him, this kind of battle is the best.

In addition, for the current opponent, if the opponent is too weak, it will not be challenging for him at all, and Lin Yuan will not fight with them.

In an area of the ancient battlefield, a purple figure was in tatters, the blood at the corner of his mouth was still flowing, and on the ground, a middle-aged man in a black robe was lying quietly on the ground, with no breath at all.

In his hand, the young man held the gilded golden potential list, and a smile appeared on his face: "I didn't expect you to be so strong, but I won't be left behind by you." The figure laughed miserably, and a wisp of fighting spirit rose.

This person is Liu Zilong, the momentum on his body is churning, the whole person is in a surging state, and if you look closely, this person's cultivation has reached the peak of the middle of the Purple Mansion.

Three months ago, it was only the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, but at this time, the breakthrough of cultivation had reached the peak, and it was conceivable that his speed could also be called a genius.