The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 125: Lingxiao sword pavilion
"What is Lin Yun going to do? He provokes Meizi painting and Xuetu at the same time!"
"Is it, too mad."
"It may not be true. In the final analysis, it is also Meizihua and Xuetu who shot him one after another to force him to this step."
"Hahaha, look at the plum painting and the blood slaughter, the faces are almost green."
A burst of discussion sounded from the crowd in the square, and no one thought that Lin Yun would be so public.
"You are looking for death!"
Meizi was trembling all over, and in Qingyang County, no one had ever dared to look down upon him so much.
in anger, he slapped the storage bag fiercely.
A two-meter-long black ancient halberd appeared in his hand.
嘭!
Mei Zihua held the ancient halberd in one hand, and hit the ground heavily. The heavy aura made the ground tremble slightly and made a loud noise.
The simple and heavy aura spreads out on his halberd, making people feel that their breathing is heavy.
The tip of the spear of the halberd burned with a faint black flame, which made people feel even more frightened.
"High-grade Profound Tool-Demon Flame Halberd!"
"My God, this Jin Yanzong actually handed the Demon Flame Halberd to Meizihua...This should be their sect, the only high-grade profound tool!"
"This Demon Flame Halberd, but it hasn't appeared for many years."
"Jin Yanzong really has high hopes for Meizi painting!"
The moment that black ancient halberd appeared, it immediately caused an exclamation. It turned out to be a high-grade profound tool.
When everyone was surprised, Xuetu snorted and took out a bloodbone whip from the storage bag.
Nine **** monster bones that are so infiltrating, interlocking, flicked fiercely, and exploded in the air with a thunderbolt.
turned out to be another top-grade profound tool.
Blood Cloud Sect and Jin Yanzong, in order for them to be able to gain something in the Qingyang Realm, they actually bestowed Zongmen high-grade profound tools on them.
But who knows, Lin Yun didn't panic at all.
Hemorrhages and fluorescence all over his body, like a piece of peerless jade, exuding dazzling brilliance. A blast of flame demon's might soared into the sky on him, with his long hair flying, unparalleled.
Rub!
Lin Yun put his right foot on the ancient sword box and kicked it hard. The moment the sword box rose in the sky, it suddenly opened.
Among the rose petals in the sky, Lin Yun was covered in blood, reaching out and grabbing the funeral sword.
锵!
The sword body is like a plume of autumn water out of its sheath. On Yunyang's body for half a year, the sword light of Liuli is not much weaker than that of Blood Bone Whip and Demon Flame Halberd.
Lin Yun holding a sword smiled and said: "Come on, it is still true that the seal of the Qingyang Realm has not been opened. Before, it is not bad to understand this grievance!"
There is endless fighting spirit in him, and his words are full of pride.
I studied hard for half a year, and after many lives and deaths, I would not even have the courage to face plum paintings and blood slaughter.
There is no need to continue on this road of martial arts!
The atmosphere of the scene suddenly solidified, and no one thought of it. After showing off the top grade profound artifacts in Meizi Painting and Xuetu, they even dared to fight.
"Since you want to die, I really don't mind. Before the Qingyang realm opens, I will take your dog's life!"
Xuetu coldly snorted, and his body also burst out with a fierce fighting spirit, fighting for each other.
DaDaDa!
"Get out, get out."
At this moment, a group of people riding high-headed horses rushed away from the crowd and came to the center of the battlefield.
I saw the young man headed by Fengshen, handsome, with dusty temperament, and smiled faintly: "Hehe, what are you doing here? I really plan to be in front of tens of thousands of people. Hit more and less? Is it honorable?"
"Mingguang Pavilion!"
Sifang Martial Artist, took a deep breath, and didn't expect the Mingguang Pavilion personnel to kill him at a critical time. The leader is the Young Master of Mingguang Pavilion, Ming Ye!
Lin Yun was startled slightly. I don’t know which play the Mingguang Pavilion person is singing?
Meizi painting and Xuetu, but their complexions changed at the same time, and said coldly: "Ming Ye, what do you want to do?"
Ming Ye jumped off his horse, folded his hands around his chest, and said with a smile: "Don’t do anything, just see how you shameless, just learn some. After entering the Qingyang Realm, maybe it will be of great use, why not Do it? Tsk tsk, the top grade profound artifacts are used, it's really eye-opening."
Ming Ye, who suddenly appeared, and the team behind him, made Mei Zihua and Xue Tu feel a little irritable.
After listening to his words, his expression became even more uncertain, and even his hatred for Lin Yun was reduced.
If it is possible, I now want to kill this Ming Ye on the spot.
This guy speaks too cheaply, knowing that both of them are arrogant people, and every word touches their weakness.
outright and secretly, scold them for shame!
"Kill a trash, I don't need to join hands with others."
Meizi's picture turned cold, and he put the Demon Flame Halberd away first, turned and walked directly.
is blood slaughter, his eyes flicker, and I don't want to give up.
The grudge between the Blood Cloud Sect and Lin Yun is not comparable to the personal vengeance of Lin Yun and Mei Zi's painting, it has already risen to the face of the entire sect.
Xuetu looked back, and on the mountainside behind, several elders of the Blood Cloud Gate shook their heads slightly.
Qingyang Realm is about to open, it is not easy to conflict with Mingguang Pavilion.
"Ming Ye, wait and see, I see when you can protect him until!"
's voice fell, and the disciples of the Blood Cloud Sect were evacuated.
Ming Ye's appearance is clearly the posture of defending Lin Yun. If he insists on going his own way, it will only cause two wars in advance.
The result must have been a loss for both sides.
锵!
Lin Yun returned the sword to the sheath, scattered the flame demon fighting body, looked at Ming Ye, puzzled: "Ming, why do you help me like this?"
"Even if I didn't make a move, with your perfect Balrog combat body, self-protection would be worry-free, right?"
Ming Ye didn't answer directly, but he asked with a grin.
's words are correct, Lin Yun asked himself, in this vast crowd, causing a chaos, it is still possible to leave calmly.
"So, I'll give you a favor, what else? When you arrive in Qingyang Realm, if there is any need for help in Mingguang Pavilion, Brother Lin can take care of it."
Ming Ye looked like a torch, and said with a deep smile.
The other party said it for this reason, Lin Yun refused again when he was not good enough, smiled bitterly in his heart, raised his hand and said: "I am serious, take care of each other."
In the final analysis, Ming Ye still depends on him, he will help if he has the potential to be solicited.
That's the case, don't think too much. At least for the time being, the two have no conflict of interest.
A battle that should have been earth-shattering, with the intervention of Mingguang Pavilion, ended in such a way that many people felt a little regretful.
Some people even wish that, in this battle, it's best to fight to the death.
like that, entering the ancient ruins of the Qingyang Realm, you can also lose a few strong competitors.
"These two guys actually came with high-grade profound artifacts, do they think they can come out with treasures?"
When Meizihua and Xuetu walked away, Ming Ye's smile narrowed, and his expression was a bit solemn.
"Treasure?" Lin Yun showed a trace of doubt, a little puzzled.
Ming Ye laughed and said: "The treasure is a secret treasure that is stronger than the profound weapon. Today, in the three sects of Qingyang County, no one has a treasure. As long as the treasure can urge one-tenth of the power, it is innate. The strong also have to retreat... However, no one seems to have brought out a treasure from the Qingyang realm."
An old man next to him shook his head and sighed, with the strength of the innate warrior. It is still too difficult to bring out the treasure.
Lin Yun thoughtfully, listening to these two people speak, there must be a treasure in the Qingyang realm.
is just hard to bring out, but I don’t know why.
looked into the distance, the two ancient statues in front of the valley, the breath on their bodies is still vast.
Countless people, like Lin Yun, are looking forward to it.
Before the last moment, the aura on the statue will not weaken in any way before the seal of the green sun is opened.
Looking at the vision in the sky, you can guess it, and the seal will be opened soon.
But whether it is one hour or two hours later, I don’t know.
Wow!
Just as everyone ~ IndoMTL.com~ was waiting for the seal to open, a shocking sword suddenly spread from the northern sky of the wasteland.
separated by tens of thousands of meters, it was all felt in advance.
"What a strong sword!"
Lin Yun was a swordsman, his complexion changed immediately, and he looked up.
I saw the rolling clouds in the sky 10,000 meters north, like a piece of cloth. It was cut into two halves by a rugged sword force, spreading continuously.
Below the clouds are more than a dozen sharp-edged sword sculptures, carrying a group of people through the air.
The terrifying sword force erupted from the group of people.
"The people from the Lingxiao sword pavilion are here!"
Ming Ye showed unprecedented solemnity on his face, and said in a deep voice.
Lingxiao sword pavilion, one of the four transcendent sects of the Great Qin Empire, Lin Yunxin suddenly became a little excited.