The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1352: I think I can
Chapter 1,352
Huh!
In the freezing cold wind, Lin Yun and Xiao Bingfeng fell on the altar, dead in all directions, and everything was dead.
It's hard to imagine that the inside of Holy Sword Peak not only has a devilish energy, but also has such a big altar.
The altar is an extremely rare purple altar. In the past, most of the altars Lin Yun saw were black or gray, which looked solemn and solemn.
The purple altar appears to be too strange and does not fit the temperament of the altar itself.
Lin Yun glanced, the altar was polished from some kind of stone, and there were countless stone pillars erected on the altar.
At the top of each stone pillar, there is an ancient sword with a long slender handle, which seems to be a certain formation, with a very strong sense of ritual.
Lin Yun's gaze was quickly attracted by the fluctuations in the center of the altar. When the gaze fell on the center, the natal saint pattern in the profound palace obviously showed subtle fluctuations.
"Supreme **** pattern!"
There are ripples in Lin Yun's heart, this shouldn't be wrong, it is the fluctuation of the Supreme God Pattern.
"Go down and take a look."
The little ice phoenix took the lead and rushed out, a few ups and downs, and came to the center of the altar.
There is a huge long sword erected there. The sword is polished from stone, and on the top of the hilt is a chain of small chains.
Lin Yun followed closely and looked up.
It was discovered that the many chains and the long swords on the surrounding stone pillars were connected to each other.
It's really a spiritual circle!
The stone sword in the center is the core of this formation. It exists as the center. Below the stone sword may be the Supreme God Pattern.
"What kind of formation is this? Little Ice Phoenix, do you recognize it?"
Lin Yun felt that this place was extremely gloomy, and the formation was also extremely terrifying, and he was uncomfortable all over.
This made him hesitate. The Supreme Divine Mark may seal an existence. Once the Supreme Divine Mark is taken away, the formation is destroyed, which may cause extremely terrifying trouble.
"Not very clear."
Little Bingfeng often claims to be a profound master of the gods, and often brags, but right now, his brows are slightly frowned, which is quite puzzled.
"This should be a formation that only appeared after ancient times, that is, during the dark and turbulent period, is there really a demon in the Holy Sword Peak?"
Little Bingfeng couldn't help but wonder, this formation obviously sealed something, and even she, who had always been fearless and fearless, appeared cautious.
"Exit first, and I will discuss it with my brother."
Lin Yun was not dazzled by the temptation of the Supreme Divine Mark. He was calm and said in a deep voice.
Sword Shaking's vision is definitely not what Lin Yun can match, maybe he will know more.
The most important thing is to find a way to get the other person in.
There are swords that shake the sky, even if there are real monsters, they will not die.
"Okay."
Little Bingfeng is very unwilling. Compared to Lin Yun, she cares more about the Supreme God Pattern.
Lin Yun saw Xiao Bingfeng's expression, but he was able to guess some reasons. The Supreme Divine Mark was related to the recovery of her strength.
It must be quite uncomfortable for her to see the **** pattern right in front of her and unable to get it.
Lin Yun sighed helplessly. Just as he was about to give a few words of comfort, the natal holy pattern in his profound palace trembled again. He stroked his arm on the stone sword, and at the same time sensed a certain ripple inside the huge stone sword.
"Strange."
Lin Yun released his hand and took a few steps back.
The supreme **** pattern inside the stone sword seemed to respond to him, as if he heard his words and didn't want him to leave.
"What's the matter?"
Seeing Lin Yun's eyes twinkling, Xiao Bingfeng was also slightly surprised and asked.
"There seems to be something in the stone sword... The strangest thing is that it seems to be responding to me. I was looking at it." Lin Yun said softly, and then quickly stepped forward, and then slapped him. On the huge stone sword,
Boom!
There was a force from the stone sword, Lin Yun was caught off guard, and was directly shaken out.
The corners of his mouth overflowed with blood stains, his expression was dazed and slightly embarrassed.
"Did you make a mistake..." Xiao Bingfeng looked at Lin Yun suspiciously.
Lin Yun scratched his head and smiled: "It should be right, my natal saint pattern has indeed reacted, and I can really feel a trace of true meaning in it, it doesn't want me to go."
"That can't be foolish, this spirit formation has the Supreme God Mark as its core, how powerful it is."
Little Bingfeng groaned: "Think about this emperor, you should try to sacrifice the blue light holy spirit, you have to let it completely recognize you. The stone stele on the top of the mountain, and the thirteen gates of Floating Clouds, it is obviously Waiting for someone, and waited for many, many years."
"Good!"
Lin Yun nodded heavily.
Immediately calmed down, walked slowly in front of Shi Jian, and then sat cross-legged, his left and right hands resting on his knees.
After a while, thirteen green luans resurfaced, wandering in this altar space.
When the Qingluan merged, the sacred sword of Qingmang appeared once again behind Lin Yun.
The dark and deep underground space was illuminated in an instant, and the azure giant sword resembled the king of the sword, king over the world.
Om!
As soon as it appeared, the many long swords inserted on the stone pillars on the edge of the altar glowed with dazzling light. Then this light passed along the small chain to the stone sword in the center.
"Not good."
Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and a different color flashed in his eyes.
He was a little surprised to find that his vitality was madly passing by, being continuously swallowed by the Green Mang Great Sword.
The Holy Spirit is no longer under his control, and his vitality flows continuously into the huge stone sword in front of him.
"Lin Yun!"
Little Bingfeng immediately became nervous.
She wanted the Supreme Divine Mark very much, but she didn't want to lose Lin Yun, nor did she want him to be in desperation.
"Don't come here..."
Lin Yun spoke to stop her and said, "I can hold it."
If he was alone, he might give up decisively, indeed putting himself in danger.
But he could see that Xiao Bingfeng was very concerned about the Supreme God Pattern, and Lin Yun wanted to do it for her.
Crack!
As Lin Yun's original vitality was injected into the stone sword, it kept trembling, making countless ripples.
After a while, these ripples condensed and spread in the center of the stone sword, evolving into a purple light vortex.
"Is this the entrance?"
A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and in the middle of the whirlpool, he felt a terrifying and majestic breath.
Gradually, purple electric light gushes out from the whirlpool, and the whirlpool becomes more solid and thick, like a rotating circular light gate.
Let’s wait!
Lin Yun gritted his teeth, soared into the air, and got in directly from the whirlpool.
The little ice phoenix flashed and quickly followed.
Wow!
Lin Yun entered a dim space, but the space soon lit up, and he appeared in a plateau with constant thunder and lightning above his head.
At the end of the field of vision, Lin Yun saw a figure sitting cross-legged on the stone sword in the sky.
"Who?"
Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, rising out of the sky, and slowly approaching.
Soon, Jean saw an old man in purple clothes, with an ancient aura on his body, with scattered black hair, and vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
The wind howled and lightning flashed.
The old man's closed eyes suddenly opened, as if a giant dragon had awakened.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the whole world was silent. His eyes were deep and scary, as if there was a thunder and lightning in the ocean, and the endless majestic sword intent lingered in the ocean.
"Floating clouds are not what I want, ten thousand years...how many years, ten thousand years have passed, finally someone has come."
The purple-clothed old man spoke, his voice was dazed, and there was an endless and mysterious aura.
When Lin Yun heard the first two sentences, he guessed the identity of this person. He is the master of this Holy Sword Peak.
"Boy Lin Yun, I have met seniors here."
Lin Yun cautiously said: "If it disturbs the senior, the junior will sue here."
"Excuse me? The old man is sleeping here. I don't know how many years have been waiting. How many years is the dark calendar now. Tell me." The purple-clothed old man said, looking very persistent.
Lin Yun said truthfully: "Now is the 3301 year of the Shenlong calendar. The dark and turbulent era has ended."
"The dark turmoil has been ended? This...how could it be...they are so powerful, who are they? Is it the ancestor of Tiandaozong who survived, or is there something inferior in the Tao of Ten Thousand Buddhas? Has the clan recovered? Or is the adult... finally back?"
The purple-clothed old man looked shocked, very surprised.
Lin Yun was confused, and said in deep thought: "Neither, the nine emperors were born three thousand years ago, which ended the dark and turbulent era."
He didn't know much about the Nine Emperors. They were all public messages, and there were many exaggerations in them, which looked like myths.
As for the dark and turbulent era, outside the Saint Ancient Family and Holy Land, it is difficult for outsiders to know useful information.
"Nine Emperors?"
The purple-clothed old man showed a confused look. He had never heard of it when he was alive, and that was the wizard that appeared after his death.
"Yes, the nine emperors were born three thousand years ago, suppressed the dark turmoil, put an end to the struggle of the sacred, rebuilt the dragon empire, now is the era of the dragon..." Lin Yun said what he knew, without any reservations, and said everything come out.
"The road to the sky is broken, how can we talk about it, they will come back sooner or later." The purple-clothed old man sighed softly~IndoMTL.com~ Lin Yun was curious in his heart and muttered: "Who are they?"
"They are alien races that do not belong to the Dragon Era, they are demons from the abyss of hell, and they cannot coexist with Kunlun. Either you die or I die. Once we lose, we will be exterminated by the dead race..." The purple-clothed old man looked Dignified, endless sadness and murderous intent in his voice.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the gaze of the purple-clothed old man fell on the little ice phoenix, swept it, and fell on the sword box behind Lin Yun.
I was shocked immediately, with a strange look and puzzled.
"There are so many secrets in your body. I can't see through the sword case alone, but I am a little familiar, but I can't remember it." The purple-clothed old man appeared surprised, his level of existence, Unable to see through the sword box behind Lin Yun.
"Forget it."
The old man in black groaned: "If you can come here, you must have passed the thirteen levels of Floating Clouds, and perhaps you also know the secret of the Supreme God Pattern."
Lin Yun's heart became excited, and the Supreme Divine Mark really was here.
"But your cultivation base is too low now. The Supreme Divine Mark is related to Kunlun and the safety of the entire Shenlong Era. Among the responsibilities, I'm afraid you can't bear it. You will come again in ten years." But the old man said. One turn, Lin Yun's heart immediately chilled.
When I come back ten years later, the day lilies are cold.
But his words seem to have some truth, it is about the righteousness, about the survival of Kunlun, and about the safety of the Shenlong era.
When Lin Yun faced Yu Qingfeng, he was quite heartless and his face was broken.
Hold your thighs, don't give chance, never let go.
But this predecessor is so righteous, he really can't refute it, and he can't brazenly insist.
That's too shameless! !
"Well, seniors should give it to me, I think...I can protect Kunlun." Lin Yun said with a flushed face.