The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1448: The sound of flute is like wine

Chapter One Hundred Forty-Nine

When the last person died, he died under the funeral foil.

Lin Yun exhausted all his energy and let out a long howl, endless exhaustion surging.

His body was bruised and bloody, and all his internal organs burst open. Cough, a few coughs, blood was spit out continuously, and the whole body was weaker than ever.

Huh! call!

Lin Yun took off the mask on his face, blood came out from his eye sockets, and fell to his knees with a plop.

He held the burial sword, kicked his breath, breathing extremely heavy.

It’s been a long time since there was such a big killing, and it has not been such a thrilling experience for a long time. This is the most dangerous battle since it came to Kunlun.

Although the turmoil in the Cangxuan Demon Realm was great, everything had already been planned, and the little ice phoenix was on the sidelines to make plans and lay down the ancient spirit pattern formation.

And it was the night of the full moon, he was able to exert the power of two sacred artifacts at the same time, under the full night, he was invincible.

Even the tycoon of the Dragon Vein Realm appeared, and he had been avoided in a thrilling manner, and he was killed from the Cangxuan Demon Realm without much injury.

In fact, in that battle, he never really fought against the Divine Pill Realm from beginning to end.

The only time, it was only with the peak mood of the dust sword technique, that several elders of the **** pill realm flew out.

If Lei Ying had not been injured many times today, he would never get a chance to recover, even if he played the purple jade **** bamboo flute with the voice of the prince, the chance of winning would be quite slim.

The Thunder Eagle in its peak state can kill even two elders of the Divine Pill Realm, and its strength is beyond imagination.

It's not that you have a holy soldier, you can simply explain it.

The origin of the opponent must be extremely amazing. In the case of Thunder Eagle's severe damage, he still died of nine deaths. If the opponent is a little cautious, the ending may be rewritten.

Puff!

Blood was spit out again, and Lin Yun's consciousness gradually blurred. He was injured too badly, and his body had already reached the limit.

Push!

Lin Yun's eyelids were heavy as a mountain, he put the silver moon mask away and fell down in the barren ruins. The moment it fell. The purple kite sword box behind it trembled constantly, and the blood-flame dragon-patterned golden rough stone trembling crazily.

Boom! boom! boom!

The purple kite sword box burst into loud noises during the collision. Without Lin Yun's move, the sword box was knocked out into the gap after all.

Boom!

The sword box popped open, and the blood flame dragon pattern gold of the fist bloomed, and the eye-catching color was dripping with blood.

The sacred pattern imprinted in it burst out with an extremely ancient aura, illuminating the world completely. The terrifying coercion was released from it, and the sky was covered by blood flames in an instant.

Looking closely, there is an ancient golden spiritual pattern inside the rough stone.

Its breath is close to the **** pattern, like a real dragon entrenched in it, releasing a terrifying aura as if it had life.

Shoo!

The blood flame dragon pattern golden commander's rays swept all over, all dead corpses without life.

Then the light on his body was locked on Lin Yun's body, blooming with an evil color, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey in the dark.

Boom!

But when it was about to move, Lin Yun's body Canglong Sacred Heaven Secret Art, then he took the initiative to explode in a faint state. One after another purple and gold dragon patterns bloomed on Lin Yun, and then condensed and merged to burst out bursts of light.

Boom!

When the dragon pattern was completely condensed, an arm-sized blue dragon formed impressively, and his eyes showed a terrible engulfing meaning.

Om! Hum! Hum!

The blood flame dragon pattern gold rough stone trembled, it struggled to escape, but the purple-gold blue dragon exploded with the might of the king.

Roar!

For a moment of shock, he opened his mouth and swallowed it, and there was a scream of wailing, and the black breath of life turned into black smoke and dispersed.

The purple-gold blue dragon hovered in a circle and got into the blue dragon seal at Lin Yun's heart. The blue dragon seal immediately transformed. Lin Yun's blood, flesh and bones, along with the refining of the blood flame dragon pattern gold, have undergone qualitative changes invisibly.

A stream of sacred power escaped from his pores and immediately turned into lingering sacred glory.

The injuries on his body are recovering crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye at the same time, and his body is transforming into the corpse of the blue dragon!

The gold rough stone with the blood flame dragon pattern wanted to swallow Lin Yun, but he didn't know that the Blue Dragon Sage Art in Lin Yun had long coveted it.

After finally breaking free from the imprisonment, I didn't want to run away, so I even hit Lin Yun's idea.

You can only find a dead end!

……

When Lin Yun's physical body was undergoing transformation, the vast and endless bloodstone forest was all turned into ruins at the heart of the battle of the far prescription.

Only the place where Ye Ziling sleeps, is peaceful.

Wow!

There is a flame blooming on her body, the effect of Nirvana Pill is completely absorbed by it, and the phoenix Nirvana is reborn from the fire.

Ye Ziling opened his eyes leisurely, and the ancient purple snow flowers in his eyes slowly burned and bloomed like flames.

An amazing and terrifying breath from Ye Zi

Ling burst out from her body, and she broke the bottleneck in an instant, and was promoted to the final state of the Star Monarch Realm, the Star Phase Realm.

Ye Ziling glanced around the devastated area, not too shocked, she closed her eyes and began to draw her own astrological picture.

The clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and countless stars of light fell from the nine days, turning into thousands of beams and falling on Ye Ziling.

Nirvana not only rescued her from dying, but also gave her great benefits.

Allow him to be promoted to the realm of astrology in silence, with the terrifying potential inspired by life and death.

She has no obstacles at the moment, she is drawing her own picture scroll, and she has a plan in her heart for what kind of astrology she wants to draw.

After two hours passed, there was a picture scroll behind him, slowly unfolding like a world of mountains and rivers.

The background of the picture scroll is a blue sky, quiet and serene like the sea, thirty-six white swan, connected to form a winding bridge.

One of the hungry birds stood on the vague figure of a woman, unable to see her face, only the sharp heroism between her brows was felt.

From a distance, she looks like a woman walking on the pontoon bridge built by Honghu, walking towards the end of the sky.

This is Ye Ziling's astrological aspect, the red husky surpassing the sky.

Honghu's feathers are white and pure, with the power of the emperor, and the blood of the phoenix. In ancient times, it was also regarded as a white phoenix.

Shoo!

Ye Ziling opened his eyes, and the snow flowers in the depths of his eyes bloomed, and the scrolls behind him flee into his body.

She swept away her eyes, and from the broken ruins, many fragments of snow flowers flew out. The fragments are like catkins, shining brightly, and soon a dim picture will appear.

The scene of the battle between Playboy Burial and Thunder Eagle is reflected back in the many catkins-like debris.

Ye Ziling said nothing, quietly watching the battle between the two, when he saw the opponent being crushed by the giant hand of the magic sky. The heart trembled involuntarily, and he could see clearly that the funeral boy was blocking her in front of her body.

The picture is a bit vague, but the general situation can be seen, especially the **** appearance of the opponent at the end of the battle.

Boom!

The moment the funeral dandy swung his sword to slay Xiao Kun, all the debris shattered like glass again.

All the pictures disappeared.

"Who is he..."

Ye Ziling's eyes were full of different colors, and he muttered to himself: "Silver hair... this can be disguised, a silver sword box!"

If you have to talk about characteristics, everything else is not special, but the silver sword case is extremely eye-catching.

The Floating Cloud Sword Sect is a swordsman, many people have a sword box, but she has never seen a silver sword box.

Huh!

Ye Ziling tapped his toes on the ground lightly, shuttled through the ruins, and stopped in front of a piece of dust after a while.

Wow!

She stretched out her hand and waved the dust away, and a jade flute slowly revealed its true face.

"Found it."

Ye Ziling's face showed the little girl's smile, holding the purple jade **** bamboo flute in his hand, and burying the playboy's final blow, with the sword jade flute, shattering Thunder Eagle's giant hand.

The burial of the **** seems to be very hurt, otherwise, it is impossible to even find his jade flute.

As soon as she thought of this, the smile on Ye Ziling's face narrowed a lot. She looked around, frowning slightly, maybe the other party is healing nearby not far away.

Om!

At this moment, Ye Ziling felt a sword intent outside the ruins of the bloodstone forest.

Suddenly, her eyes brightened, and her slender and tall figure flickered in the ruins.

It didn't take long for Ye Ziling to stop, his face was calm, but the disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Lin Yun lying on the ground, with a rosy face and a long breath, struggling to open his eyes.

"What's the matter?"

After a while, Lin Yun opened his eyes blankly, in surprise.

He clearly remembered that he was injured very badly, almost half dead, and fell asleep before even taking Nirvana Pill to himself.

When I opened my eyes again, not only the injuries were gone, but the energy returned to the peak. The blood in the body is like a dragon, surging more than some of the astral monsters of the king realm, reaching an extremely exaggerated level.

The flesh is reborn, transcendence and sanctification, it's incredible.

Canglong Eucharist!

Lin Yun popped four words in his mind, and he was shocked. Did he reach this level when he slept?

"You are running back, save me..."

Suddenly there was a crisp sound. Lin Yun sat on the ground and looked up. What he saw was a pair of slender thighs. Then he looked up, crossing the plains and hills, and saw Ye Ziling's picture. A beautiful and familiar face.

Ye Ziling looked faintly, and said calmly: "The courage is commendable, but the strength is a bit weak. Fortunately, the **** appeared. Otherwise, you and I will both die here today."

What the hell?

Lin Yun was a little confused, and he saw it right away, holding it in his hand

The purple jade **** bamboo flute.

My God, I forgot the purple jade **** bamboo flute, but fortunately... it fell into the hands of Ye Ziling.

No, it seems to be troublesome to fall into the opponent's hands.

"Don't be convinced. Evil cultivators at the level of Thunder Eagle are far beyond the ability of ordinary astral realms to deal with. You can kill Luo Kui by chance, but it doesn't mean that you can really contend with the stars."

Ye Ziling whispered, her voice was rather pleasant, and continued: "And even with the star aspect, you can't get involved in the battle between Thunder Eagle and Playboy Burial. You probably fainted because of the aftermath. Well, the skin is thick and thick, there is nothing wrong with it."

Lin Yun smirked, slightly embarrassed.

This is really unexplainable. In the eyes of others, he is indeed not injured. Not only was he uninjured, but his spirit and energy were at his peak, but it wasn't about thick skin.

Alright, at least it won’t be suspected from me.

Lin Yun laughed at himself, but he was quite relieved about it, he did what he had to do anyway.

What Ye Ziling thinks is not very important.

"What are you laughing at? The original stone is still there." Ye Ziling looked at each other and said strangely.

"It's here."

Lin Yun blinked, but immediately couldn't laugh. He obviously felt that the sword box was many times lighter.

Sure enough, when the sword box was opened, it was empty, and there was nothing but the cold air.

"What's going on...?"

Lin Yun took a deep breath, puzzled, unable to figure it out.

Compared with Lin Yun's astonishment, Ye Ziling seemed quite calm, and calmly said: "The rough gold of the blood flame dragon pattern has some spiritual wisdom. It is not a strange thing to escape the ban while you are in a coma. It's just that. It’s a little harder to find it..."

Lin Yun didn't answer, he had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't dare to talk to the other party.

He was afraid of speaking out, and Ye Ziling killed him.

"Miss Ye saw the Playboy Burial?" Lin Yun turned the subject away, drew the other's attention away.

Ye Ziling nodded: "The rumors are true. He should be my direct disciple of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. He is probably from a wild ancient family similar to Luohua, and he is interested in the secrets of the Sacred Sword Mountain. Practice."

"Oh?"

Lin Yun couldn't help but laughed secretly in his heart, why didn't I know which saint family I came from.

Girl, you have so many dramas!

Suddenly, Lin Yun looked at the opponent and whispered: "Miss Ye, have you been promoted to astrology?"

"Well. He should have fed me a Nirvana Pill. You may not have heard of this kind of pill. It can not only bring the dead back to life. It can also make people gain an incomparably huge insight between life and death..."

When Ye Ziling talked about this, her face was ashamed as frosty. Secretly glanced at Lin Yun, did not finish all the words, this is the secret between her and the funeral.

The burial boy should have only one Nirvana Pill, but he was injured so badly, but he still left Nirvana Pill to himself.

If he is in Floating Cloud Sword Sect, he should have seen me, but I don't know who he is.

Lin Yun blinked and smiled without speaking.

How could he have never heard of Nirvana, the one you swallowed, but I fed it myself.

"Miss Ye, is this jade flute left by him?" Lin Yun looked at the purple jade **** bamboo flute that the other party was holding tightly, his eyes couldn't be removed, he had to find a way to flicker over~ IndoMTL.com~Well, he should be hurt very badly, it is too late to take away this jade flute, this is a sacred weapon with an extraordinary origin! "

Ye Ziling looked at the purple jade **** bamboo flute in his hand, frowned slightly, and sighed softly.

"This is the bamboo flute of the Purple Jade God." Lin Yun said suddenly.

Ye Ziling raised her brows, a different color flashed in her eyes, and whispered, "Do you know?"

"I told you, I can also play flute." Lin Yun smiled.

Ye Ziling recalled a little, and when she remembered, the other party did say this.

"What do you think about this, this purple jade **** bamboo flute must be returned to the funeral boy."

Lin Yun considered his tone and saw the other party nodded, and immediately continued with a smile: "Miss Ye is not good at the way of music, it is better to leave it to me for safekeeping, if he is really a direct disciple of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. I just need to be in the sect. Inside, playing this flute, he will naturally show up to get it."

"There seems to be some truth."

Ye Ziling pondered that there was no flaw in Lin Yun's words, and she was vaguely moved when she thought that the funeral of the **** might show up.

When I was about to pass it, I faintly felt that something was wrong.

Wait until the other party held the Yuxiao in his hand, and then woke up. If the Playboy Burial was not a member of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, wouldn't this purple jade **** bamboo flute be kept for the other party?

"Sit down."

Lin Yun smiled, and put Yu Xiao on her lips without giving the other party a chance to go back.

I glanced at Ye Ziling, who was sitting across from me, and then at the blue sky above the sea in the distance. A **** setting sun dyed the dim sky crimson.

Lin Yun smiled slightly, Xiaoyin sounded by the side, Ye Ziling instantly listened intently, quietly listening to it.

The setting sun is like blood, and the sound of the flute is like wine. Wine is not intoxicating and everyone is drunk.

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