The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1148: Unbounded killing
The first thousand and forty-eight chapters
In the devastated ruins, the remaining aura of Lin Yun and Lei Ying still entangled in the void like ink and wash.
Those huge boulders in mid-air undulate in this entanglement.
Lin Yun kicked, faintly on the lower half of his face that was not covered by the mask, and he could see that his face was extremely pale.
The horror of Thunder Eagle's strength is much stronger than Lin Yun imagined. It is far from explained by the half-step **** pill.
He is the evil spirit!
It is almost certain that he must have been a top disciple of a certain Demon Dao sect, and even Lei Ying may not be his real name.
It is not the night of the full moon, Lin Yun's strongest method cannot be used, even if the purple jade **** bamboo flute is much stronger than the sword in the opponent's hand.
It doesn't take much advantage. The power that the Holy Soldier has exploded in his hands is too terrifying.
Lin Yun understood how the two elders of the Divine Core Realm died in his hands.
Only just a blow, almost shattered all the purple and gold dragon patterns on Lin Yun's body, and the Azure Dragon's holy armor was crushed directly by the giant hand of the magic sky only for a moment.
Fortunately, it finally made it through.
Lin Yun kicked, he looked down at the remaining Ye Ziling, her face was completely ruddy.
The face that is usually cold and frosty, in such a deep sleep, looks exceptionally soft, but it is rare.
If this woman is not cold, she is actually pretty.
Endless exhaustion poured into his mind, Lin Yun took a deep breath, struggling to stand up little by little. But the sword box on his back was too heavy, like a mountain pressing on him, the sword box vibrated, and the blood flame dragon pattern gold primitive inside began to struggle again.
The flames of war reignited in his eyes, and his pale cheeks showed a smile.
Even for this woman, you can't just fall down, otherwise...it would be too bad.
He's the funeral daddy!
Lin Yun gave a cold cry in his heart, and his curved spine straightened up like a sword. He stood up amidst the dust of the sky.
Om! Hum! Hum!
The remaining sword intent between the sky and the earth buzzed, and they cheered, seeming to feel Lin Yun's fighting intent at the moment.
How can my swordsman fall easily, breathe, and fight?
The blood is not exhausted, the battle is endless!
War! war! war! war! war!
Lin Yun laughed wildly in the dust, the blood in his chest roared out.
"Is this guy crazy?"
A group of evil cultivators watched the dust rise again. They were obviously injured very badly, but Lin Yun, whose sword power had gathered again, were all dumbfounded.
All of them are evil repairs who kill people without blinking, they are decisive and cruel.
But it seems that the person in front of me is far more ruthless than them, this laughter, how crazy!
"Damn it!"
Lei Ying cursed, he just didn't feel well at the moment, and he fought against the two gods first, and then against Ye Ziling.
The injury has not been controlled, and even the saint soldiers have been sacrificed, and Lin Yun has not been beheaded yet.
You can imagine how manic it is at this moment.
"Compared to me? Ruthless? You kid, I don't even know how my title of the first evil repairer of the Withered Profound Sea came from!" Lei Ying developed an extremely crazy look on the black and white changing face towel.
Boom!
The majestic and violent Xing Yuan swept out of Thunder Eagle again, thunder and flames rushing out.
The thunder blade in his hand, the Saint Rune trembled again, and with a wave of his hand, it engulfed an extremely majestic storm and blasted towards Lin Yun.
The blade storm has the blessing of the holy pattern, which contains the three wills of thunder, fire and sword intent, and it will be close in the blink of an eye.
Floating clouds cover the sun!
Lin Yun played a long howl. The opponent has a holy soldier, and he also has it. Compared with Lei Ying's thunder blade, the purple jade **** bamboo flute is only strong but not weak.
The first sword of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords was derived from Lin Yun's Xiaoyin. The Xiaoyin sounded long and the sword light was like the sun, cutting off the storm that hit.
Boom!
The two collided violently in the void, and the terrible aftermath spread out, and Lin Yun floated forward with his toes.
The wind is left!
The sound of the flute is more than that, Lin Yun has a long hair, like a prince walking in the world. Xiaoyin merged with sword intent, and the second sword of Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords slayed out, and at the same time two Qingluan flew out of the body.
A strange color flashed in Lei Ying's eyes. Unexpectedly, Lin Yun, who was so seriously injured, dared to attack.
I was caught off guard immediately, and the thunder screamed as the sword swung the light, slicing the sound of the sword into pieces. He retreats wildly, the clanging voice in the void is endless, and the light of the sword and the light of the sword burst out when they meet.
"Shoot together and kill him!"
Lei Ying staggered a bit, his injury obviously reached the edge of collapse, and he was forced to be stretched for the first time.
Before he fought with two divine pills, the elders of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, all left a terrible sword intent in his body before he died.
Originally, he had been forcibly suppressing, but in order to quickly solve Ye Ziling, he had to sacrifice the star aspect, so that the sword intent of this **** pill realm powerhouse ransacked in his body.
Now, this sword intent is becoming more and more ferocious, and there is a tendency to explode in his body.
This is a bit difficult to do. Once the sword intent left by the elder of the Divine Pill Realm is detonated in his body, he will have to die here no matter what.
Wow! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Although other evil cultivators were frightened by Lin Yun's posture, Lei Ying was undoubtedly more terrifying, and he did not dare to violate his orders.
The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and under the leadership of Xiao Kun, these evil cultivators urged Lin Yun's ultimate move.
They knew that Lin Yun Xiaoyin was terrible, and they were all defensive, not daring to get too close to him.
Lin Yun played the thirteen swords of Floating Clouds, and Qingluan flew out one after another. The sword power on his body rose up like a mountain, and soon reached the stage comparable to the holy sword peak.
Boom! boom! boom!
Many killer moves and guarding swords have reduced most of their power, but even so, they were still scarred and **** when they fell on Lin Yun.
Shoo!
Just as Lin Yun fought fiercely with these many evil cultivators, the Thunder Eagle who got panting, took a deep breath and held the hilt with both hands again.
"Die me!"
Boom!
In the loud shout, the sky was completely dimmed, and the giant hand of the demon sky drawn by the light of the sword once again evolved.
Lin Yun's face changed wildly, this is another trick!
Fortunately, the sword power of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords is also approaching its peak, and it may not be impossible to break it with the Xiao Yujian.
The same killer move, it is impossible to hurt Lin Yun twice, and he can still see some of the flaws.
"Boy, take your life!"
But when he was about to concentrate and merge the sword power of the first ten swords of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, a cold voice came.
It's Xiao Kun. He saw Lin Yun's predicament, and the corners of his mouth smirked.
I wanted to take advantage of Lin Yun's time to take advantage of him, and severely wound him with a single blow, causing him to completely die under Leiying's Demon Tianju.
It is impossible for a person to have dual purposes. To bury a **** will undoubtedly die!
When there was no room for hair, Lin Yun's eyes flickered, his thoughts throbbed like electricity, and his eyes suddenly flashed with determination.
Boom!
Under circumstances that no one could imagine, he suddenly put down the purple jade **** bamboo flute on his lips. The sound of Xiao Yin, as beautiful as a fairy, and as domineering as a prince, stopped abruptly in this world.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they were all a little stunned.
I can’t use the Xiao Yu Jian, is there any other way to bury the **** to deal with this Thunder Eagle’s giant hand?
"Dead!"
Xiao Kun didn't bother to pay attention to these, the hideous color in his eyes became more and more intense. If he remembers correctly, the funeral bearer has a sacred soldier in his hand, and his head has already been rewarded by the Tianxing Pavilion, which is a sky-high reward.
"God is in the sky, I will transform the sky!"
The sword cocoon hidden deep in Lin Yun's eyebrows burst out with a dazzling light, shining the silver moon mask.
Chang! Cang! Cang!
With the blessing of the sword intent, Lin Yun threw the jade flute in his hand toward the giant hand that fell in the sky. The jade flute rises by the wind, the sound of the wind is poured into the hole flute blessed by the sword intent, and the princely flute sounds bloom again.
Since I can’t use the Xiao to protect the sword, then I, Lin Yun, uses the sword and Yu Xiao!
The sound of the majestic Xiao Yin, perfused by such a howling wind, is a little less delicate, but a bit more rugged and vigorous.
Floating clouds are not my intention, I intend to be above the sky!
The sword force of the first sword to the tenth sword of the Floating Cloud Thirteen Swords, perfectly blended under the vibration of such a sound, surrounds the ten blue luans between the sky and the earth, and is led by the Yuxiao towards the magic sky The giant hand rushed over.
Boom!
In an instant, cracks appeared in the giant hand of the magic sky, the giant hand covered the sky and the sun, and the magic pattern appeared. When it burst, there was flames, as if the sky had cracked.
"How is this... possible?"
Xiao Kun was completely stunned by the scene. When he woke up, he found that Lin Yun's eyes were fixed on him at some point.
Om!
Half-step the fourth-rank Shenxiao sword intent, immediately imprisoned it for an instant, that is, at this instant, Lin Yun stretched out his hand to hold the funeral flower that popped out of the sword box tightly.
"No! No! No!"
Xiao Kun immediately felt the unprecedented fear, but before he could take any action, a ray of sword light continued to expand in his field of vision.
Crack!
The sword light was like a horror, and Xiao Kun was directly split into two halves with blood spattered.
Xiao Kun is dead, but the ultimate move that other evil cultivators took the opportunity to release still falls far away on Lin Yun.
Boom! boom! boom!
Many ultimate moves are entangled with the sword power on Lin Yun's body, and Lin Yun's wounds can't help but aggravate a lot.
His gaze swept away, Ling Li's killing intent, vented madly.
Joker, it's really endless!
There was a loud noise in the sky, and the black giant hand was completely broken by the Ziyun Shen bamboo flute. Lei Ying spit out blood and knelt on one knee, unable to support it anymore.
He turned around and ran without the slightest nostalgia.
The complexion of the many evil cultivators who were stared at by Lin Yun changed dramatically, and it happened that Lei Ying had left, and his heart suddenly retreated.
"Come as you want, leave as you want..."
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, blood was blooming, and endless killing intent broke out frantically.
He roared up like a silver moon, his eyes full of sharpness, and his long hair fluttered and danced, and the dreadful aura of self-domination descended.
Boom!
He flickered and grabbed a person in the space with his left hand, without waiting for the person to scream. The sword in his right hand swept across like a streamer, cutting off his head.
Om!
He slashed out again with a sword, half-step 4th-Rank Shenxiao sword intent, deriving a sharp sword light.
Three evil cultivators in the Galaxy realm were cut to pieces on the spot, and wherever they passed, they were invincible.
Blood flowed into a river, howling everywhere!
Lin Yun roared, dragons roared everywhere between the heaven and the earth, and he went in the air, chasing and killing the evil cultivators all the way, destroying them, and killing them wildly.
He looks like a banished immortal who has fallen into the world. He shot and crushed these evil cultivators, his eyes swept away, and he stared at a man in gray.
This person entered and exited several times, sneaking in, and secretly attacking him many times.
Kill!
The killing intent in Lin Yun's eyes was violent, and he chased after him, the man screamed in panic.
This is a peerless madman!
He was too strong, even Thunder Eagle was driven away by him. The man in gray was panicked and desperate, backing away, desperately begging for mercy.
"No... don’t kill me, I’m innocent, Thunder Eagle instructed me. Don’t kill me, I know many secrets of Thunder Eagle, you save my life, I have a great use, I can help You kill Thunder Eagle!"
The man in gray pleaded, he didn't want to die.
Innocent?
You are too embarrassed to say innocent?
"Jumping beam clown, what use do you keep!"
Lin Yun issued a cold drink~IndoMTL.com~ Holding the burial flower in his hand, he swiped a sword directly across his neck.
The gorgeous and brilliant sword light, accompanied by blood shining in the void, the man in gray instantly died.
There have always been these evil cultivators in the Ku Xuan Sea. They are innocent and murderous. The four major sects have turned a blind eye to this. But today, he was slaughtered like a pig and dog in the hands of Lin Yun.
For a long time, **** corpses were everywhere in the ruins of the bloodstone forest.
As far as the eye can see, the common people will die.
All the evil repairs that came, except Thunder Eagle escaped, without exception, all died.
If the killing is destined to be unavoidable, let the endless blood and bones wash away all the evil in this world.
My sword, the glory is forever!
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