Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Four
Kuxuan Island, the great sage of Kuxuan, the secret key of Kuxuan.
Lin Yun looked at the foil burial sword in his hand, his eyes narrowed, Kuxuan Island really had to go.
The rose scroll and the burial sword in my hand are definitely treasures from the tomb of the Southern Emperor. As for whether the rose scroll contains the pictures of life and death in the gate of hell.
Still a bit unsure, do you want to open it?
Lin Yun moved slightly in his heart, and took out the rose scroll again, his eyes locked on it, hesitating.
He has a strong curiosity in his heart, and if you want to take a closer look, it is best to find the **** evil spirits that Mr. Hong has seen.
I can think of Old Hong’s instructions in the letter, but he didn’t dare to move rashly. He had obviously seen this painting countless times.
The ignorant is really fearless. After knowing the truth, he is fearful.
Would you like to find the emperor to see?
Lin Yun swept the yard, but didn’t see the little ice phoenix and the little thief cat, there was no one at a critical moment.
Forget it, even if I know that the Rose Picture Scroll is a catalog of life and death, I can’t use it with my strength.
Besides, what is the use of this catalog of life and death, I am also at a loss.
No!
Lin Yun made up his mind, cut off all curiosity in his heart, and then solemnly collected the rose scroll.
At least before I entered Kuxuan Island, I didn’t look at this rose picture scroll. Nothing happened.
His!
Lin Yun took a deep breath, and it took a long time to calm down his emotions, and groaned: “It’s better to practice the last three swords of Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords. If I don’t cultivate to the transformation realm, even if I’m at the top of the seven flowers, my trump card will eventually It’s less.”
Eleven swords, blue sky and stars.
Twelve swords, green mountains beyond the clouds.
Thirteen swords, in the sky!
The last three swords, Lin Yun, had already cultivated to the realm of great achievement, and they were deployed separately, and they all had very terrifying power in conjunction with the Floating Cloud Sword Art.
Without exception, they have the power of Holy Spirit-level martial arts, which is comparable to or even surpasses the first punch of the Sun Moon God Fist.
If you are someone else, you might be satisfied, but Lin Yun obviously won’t. In his opinion, at least the peak is perfect.
If you want to be 100% sure in the ranking battle of Cangxuan Palace, you must cultivate to the transformation realm. If you practice these three swords to the transformation realm, then all the thirteen swords of Floating Cloud will reach the transformation realm.
Unlike other swordsmanship, Floating Cloud swordsmanship is more special.
Each sword can give birth to a Qingluan, which is comparable to the Holy Spirit. Thirteen swords are thirteen Qingluan.
The biggest feature of the Floating Cloud Sword Technique is that it can manipulate a large number of holy spirits, with both pros and cons.
Needless to say, the more Qingluan, the stronger the sword power will definitely be, and the damage it can cause far exceeds that of the Holy Spirit Martial Arts of the same rank.
The disadvantages are also very obvious. There are more Qingluan, and the consumption of blood gas will be much higher than that of opponents. At the very least, it is inevitable to be in a hurry. Three or four Qingluan are good, and when the number reaches ten, all the flaws will appear if you don’t pay attention.
If you haven’t hurt your opponent, you may be caught by the opponent and let a fatal blow.
However, for Lin Yun, this is obviously not a big disadvantage. Not only does he master the Floating Cloud Sword Art, he also has the ability to easily manipulate more than ten Qingluan with the sky-reaching sword intent.
His seven flowers gather at the top, his background is far superior to his peers, and his blood qi consumption is also too big a problem.
Besides, Lin Yun is also quite clear that the Holy Spirit of Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords has never been a Qingluan. Only by practicing the Floating Cloud Sword Art to the realm of Great Perfection, and the perfect fusion of the sword technique and the sword technique, can we show the true spirit of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords.
In the next time, Lin Yun will forget about the Southern Emperor for the time being.
All energy is spent on how to practice Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, as a killer for participating in the ranking battle of Cangxuan Palace.
Blink, eleven days passed.
In the martial arts field of Tingfengju, ten Qingluan surrounded the sky above Lin Yun’s head. They gave birth to soar, like flying birds, crossing in disorder, and evolving into a boundless and majestic sword. Lin Yun, surrounded by Qingluan, sits at the very center, and his own sword is as magnificent as a mountain.
The fusion of two different sword forces makes the huge martial arts field seem extremely small.
“Blue sky and stars!”
Lin Yun took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and he rose into the air, slashing out with a sword.
Boom!
The sword on his body is as thick as a mountain, and the moment his feet are in the air, it seems that a sacred mountain is rising from the ground. The entire martial arts field shook violently, and the air was squeezed out by this sword force, forming countless sword blades and roaring in all directions.
Shoo!
When the blue sky and stars were fully deployed, another Qingluan flew out of Lin Yun.
At the moment when eleven Qingluan hovered in the sky, the sky broke through a gap, and an endless starry sky appeared above Lin Yun’s head. In the starry sky, there was an unimaginable figure, holding a sword, as if flying down from nine days away.
Boom!
When the figure in the star dome overlapped with Lin Yun, a dazzling sword light slashed out.
Crack, click!
Under this sword, the void exploded fissures, and endless stars flew down behind him like a waterfall.
Huh!
At the same time, eleven Qingluan kept circling behind him, causing the sharpness of the sword light to skyrocket.
When the sword light was about to fall, the ground was cut open immediately, and a bottomless gap appeared.
The blessed spirit formation in the martial arts field shattered with it, and violent explosions continued to sound. In the dusty, countless array patterns shattered, emitting colorful light, and this world was plunged into unprecedented chaos.
“Green mountains beyond the clouds!”
Lin Yunren was in the air, twisting and rising up.
The boundless sea of clouds spread out behind him, a vast expanse of whiteness, endless.
Has floating clouds appeared? Where is the green hill?
I am Green Mountain!
This sword should have used its own sword power to evolve a green mountain above the floating clouds, so that the artistic conception in it can reach completion. But since Lin Yun was going to transform the realm, he must have his own understanding and ideas.
As soon as the floating clouds turned into the sea, Lin Yun’s sword power became extremely heavy, and the sword in his hand was even heavier than Qingshan.
Boom!
Under such weird gravity, the space around him instantly distorted, the boundless sea of clouds was immediately sucked up, and the twelve Qingluan were swallowed in.
When Lin Yun pierced out with a sword, a terrifying white whirlpool appeared, and even the space seemed to be swallowed in.
This sword can both attack and defend.
After slicing two consecutive swords, Lin Yun’s sword power climbed to an unprecedented peak.
At this moment, he is like the majestic Sacred Sword Peak, which is as high as the sky, and in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no longer a touch. Standing on the top of the mountain, there are endless sharp edges, watching the sword in all directions.
I have a sword, above the clouds, higher than the sky!
The last sword of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords is in the sky.
The dazzling sword shining on the world, the bell of the avenue rang once again, and the terrifying sword power rushed away. This sword directly cut the first layer of heaven.
Crack!
As the night falls, a galaxy slowly unfolds, and the four major stars are faintly visible: Canglong, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Suzaku.
Lin Yun stood in the air, as if standing on the top of a mountain, with endless stars falling on him.
“Finally.”
Lin Yun sighed for a long time, and a tired color flashed in his eyes.
This sword originally didn’t have such a magnificent vision, but Lin Yun had an understanding when he saw Xingling Mountain smash the four-layer sky.
Xingling Mountain, based on the entire Floating Cloud Sword Sect, chopped up four layers of sky, so that the night sky was covered, and the stars fell.
Lin Yun personally can’t compare with the entire sect, but if he borrows the sword power of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, he can reach a situation comparable to that of Holy Sword Mountain.
It may not be impossible to try it. I failed several times, and today I finally succeeded.
Huh!
Lin Yunlu was sitting cross-legged on the dilapidated ground, and the thirteen Qingluans around did not disappear. Qing Luan screamed and turned into a circle around Lin Yun, forming a circle of water blue enchantment.
The enchantment is like a sword field, containing unimaginable sword power, which can easily tear apart the star realm leader.
Not in a hurry to scatter Qingluan, Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, put the burial foil in his hand, eyes surging with energy.
Next is the real highlight, the real holy spirit of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, it is also time to emerge.
Put your hands on the left and right knees, condensing different sword marks, Lin Yun urged the Floating Cloud Sword Art. Accompanied by the urging of the sword tactic, the floating Qing Luan around, like his arm, manipulated as he pleased.
“Condensation!”
Lin Yun’s hands spread out left and right, violently closing, his fingers change at an unimaginable speed.
The sword light flickered between the fingers, making the world become bright and dark, and the passage of time seemed to become extremely fast at this moment. Strong winds, lightning and thunder, the entire Tingfeng Residence is as terrible as the end of the world.
The disciples in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, many people saw such a vision, they were shocked and turned their heads.
“What is this kid doing again?”
The Floating Cloud Headmaster in the main hall of the sect, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking at Tingfeng Residence in the distance, with a look of doubt on his face.
Floating clouds are not what I meant, ten thousand years.
The vicissitudes of life, the stars are moving.
In Tingfeng Residence, where Lin Yun is located, it seems that ten thousand years have passed.
“Thirteen swords in the clouds, ten thousand swords return to the clan!”
The sword seal in Lin Yun’s hand was impressively formed, and the thirteen blue luan perfectly merged into a long sword with shining blue light and filled with purple thunder.
Wow!
Under the light of the sword, all the stones, dust, metal, and vegetation on the ground melted.
In an instant, this place turned into a barren ruin, without any vitality.
The Great Sword of Green Mansions, as if it were the king of the sword, with a trembling sound, the entire Floating Cloud Sword Sect’s innumerable long swords turned into a frightening flee.
Chang! Cang! Cang!
Tens of thousands of long swords, falling on the melting ground, no matter how sharp and shining the sword, the moment it fell, it was immediately eclipsed, rusty~IndoMTL.com~A weird sword mound, in the middle of Tingfeng Appeared, and the long sword of green light seemed to swallow all the sharp edges of the sword light.
Dang!
Seeing that the sword intent seemed to be unstoppable, the Floating Cloud Sect Master in the main hall of the sect, with a flick of his fingers, the sound of a twilight drum and morning bell rang in the void.
Slosh!
Many of the long swords that flew in half fell to the ground, letting the owner of the sabre breathe a sigh of relief.
“The giant blue light, the king of the sword…”
Lin Yun turned around to look, his eyes fixed on the cyan giant sword, and the look in his eyes was shocked.
The true sword spirit of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords was really beyond his expectation, not only powerful but also very strange. Those long swords that flew were not only deterred by their majesty, but also swallowed their sharp edges.
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