The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1458: Good!

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An Liuyan was stunned for a moment, then said: "Lin Yun, what did you just say?"

"The Wonderful Flower of Wannian."

"The previous sentence."

"I said..."

Lin Yun said halfway and stopped, and found An Liuyan was looking at him with a smile.

"Keep on talking." An Liuyan said with a lovely look.

Lin Yun smiled and said: "I said being with a beautiful woman is not only trouble, luck is also pretty good."

"Hee hee."

An Liuyan smiled without speaking.

Is this woman a fool?

Lin Yun glanced at her and continued to look around. According to the induction of the burial foil, the 10,000-year-old strange flower should be nearby.

But the naked eye can't see it, which shows that the 10,000-year-old strange flower has some kind of concealment ability, and it merges with the surrounding environment.

I don’t believe I can’t find it!

Lin Yun closed his eyes and directly moved the sacred seal in the soul palace. To be precise, he is also a sacred master.

Although the water content is relatively high, it has condensed the soul mark.

Wow!

His spirit power surged out like a tide, but only the spirit power could not find out this 10,000-year wonder flower.

Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, fusing the sword intent with the soul power.

The next moment, that wonderful mental fluctuation reappeared, and Lin Yun opened his eyes fiercely.

Shoo!

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and his right hand stretched out from his sleeve robe and flicked his fingers. Clang, the burial flower was taken out of the sword box.

Boom!

The sword is like a stream of light, and it is fleeting.

Boom! !

When the funeral flower appeared again, it had been inserted above the ground, and cracks appeared on the ground.

At the same time, a ten-meter-high streamer marigold appeared in the originally empty river bed!

Resplendent, shining, endless fragrance, surging like a sea.

"Streamer Calendula."

Lin Yun's eyes flickered, and he whispered to himself.

He has harvested this flower before, but it is only a thousand years old, and the streamer marigold in front of him is likely to be ten thousand years old.

It not only contains a rare fragrance in the world, it even has a certain degree of wisdom, and it has quite good strength.

Boom!

Under its desperate struggle, the riverbed kept shaking, and it could be suppressed firmly by burial flowers.

Then the lines on the sword began to flow, and the sea-like fragrance, turning into crimson light, poured into the funeral flower.

Lin Yun's hands were sealed, the two big sword souls between his brows, the golden villain and the golden blue dragon flew out at the same time.

Boom!

Two sword souls are blessed on the funeral foil, and the power of the funeral foil soars. Lin Yun whispered: "Swallow!"

The speed at which the funeral flowers swallowed the streamer marigolds rose wildly at this moment, and the scent of the streamers glowed brightly like electricity, flowing toward the funerary sword.

With the devouring of the Foil Burial Sword, its sword body became brighter and sharper, and the holy pattern on the sword body was constantly lit.

"What's the name of this sword?"

An Liuyan blinked and asked curiously.

"Buried flowers."

Lin Yun stared at the funeral sword, and answered casually.

The struggling force of the streamer marigold is very strong. He is blessed by the double sword soul, still feeling a little reluctant, and even sweat drips from his forehead.

But this also means that after the flower is swallowed, the funeral flower will reap endless benefits.

"Do you need help?" An Liuyan noticed that Lin Yun was struggling.

"It's okay."

Lin Yun shook his head.

The burial flower swallows very quickly, while the streamer calendula gradually weakens as it is swallowed. There will be no big problem with the growth of the flower.

Two hours later, the ten-meter-high streamer marigold was less than one meter high.

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the cracks under his feet, and his stature flashed back hundreds of meters away.

He sits cross-legged, his hands facing up on his left and right knees, and the two sword souls on the sword turn into swim lights and flee into his eyebrows.

Huh!

Lin Yun let out a turbid breath and slowly closed his eyes, God

The Xiao Jian Jue operates quietly.

This time An Liuyan can see clearly, Double Sword Soul!

Lin Yun has a double sword soul rare in thousands of years. No wonder his kendo attainments are so terrifying. An Liuyan's beautiful eyes can hardly hide his shock. This man has such a terrifying talent, but he is low-key in this broken dragon star realm. So terrible.

Being with him for so long, I didn't feel any arrogance at all.

According to the rumors, the funeral burial boy was grumpy and arrogant, as if it were a little different.

An Liuyan looked at Lin Yun with beautiful eyes, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised a smile.

"What a strong sword light! There is a holy sword in this river bed!!"

But at this moment, several figures broke through the air in the distance, and the voice of the speaker was quite familiar.

After the three figures fell, An Liuyan saw a very familiar figure, and it was Lan Siyu, the true disciple of the Nether Palace God Pill who had previously invited her.

The person who speaks is such a gray-clothed swordsman.

Seeing the existence of An Liuyan, Lan Siyu's eyes suddenly showed a thick surprise.

Shoo!

Lin Yun opened his eyes, grabbed An Liuyan's shoulders, and floated back several hundred meters with her, pulling away from the group of people.

Seeing Lin Yun's hand, touching An Liuyan's bare fragrant shoulder, Lan Siyu's face immediately became gloomy.

This kid is really lingering!

Finally, I had another chance encounter with An Liuyan. As a result, this waste was still with An Liuyan, which was really uncomfortable.

"Master, look at that sword!"

The gray-clothed swordsman pointed to the burial flower, with a greedy look in his eyes, and said: "This is a holy sword made of metal sacred wood. I am afraid that it has an amazing background. It has no holy light. Dissipate!"

Another tall and thin middle-aged man was also excited. He rolled his eyes and said, "Master Lan, this is a treasure from the last era. You hit a big luck today. This is a big deal. Good luck, congratulations to Young Master Lan!"

Lan Siyu's face was stunned, then he woke up and smiled: "God bestowed the sword, it seems that God is helping me."

This is Lin Yun's sword!

An Liuyan's face flushed, and she suddenly became anxious, but when she wanted to come forward, Lin Yun stretched out her hand to stop her.

"Hehe, Cangmu, go and collect this sword for me."

Lan Siyu said with a squinted smile, and glanced at Lin Yun from the corner of his eye, without paying attention to him at all.

An Liu smoked his teeth and gnashing his teeth, his chest ups and downs, how could these people be so shameless!

"Lin Yun, aren't you angry? That's your sword!" An Liuyan conveyed to Lin Yun.

Lin Yun replied calmly: "No one can take my sword away. Don't worry, you will know it later."

Wow!

The gray-clothed swordsman's figure flashed, and he landed on the burial sword. He saw more than 5,000 sacred patterns on the shining sword, and there was also a particularly eye-catching blue pattern. Shining with a dreamlike light.

The sharp blade seems to be able to cut all the space with a slight movement.

"It's really a sword!"

Cangmu, the knife guest in the gray cloth, flashed greedy eyes, and fell directly with a swish.

He landed on the ground and walked two steps forward, trying to reach out and take the sword.

Boom!

The sacred pattern on Kejian's body surged, and the sharp intent of the sword cut out a stream of blood from his palm.

"Interesting."

Cangmu smiled, the stars in his body surged, releasing his sword intent.

Preparing to suppress the sharpness of this sword, and then take it out in the air, but after a few attempts, he was embarrassed and found it difficult to suppress the sharpness of this sword.

"What's the matter, you go help him!"

Lan Siyu frowned and cursed, and said to the tall and thin middle-aged man that he was also a Seven-Star Venerable.

Wearing the turquoise water-attribute saint clothing, the breath is condensed and looks very extraordinary.

Boom!

After the two joined hands, the burial foil trembles more and more, the sword buzzes, and the sword chants are as sweet and ethereal as a fairy playing a piano. It was so wonderful in Lan Siyu's ears, it was really a good luck.

He was in a very good mood. He glanced at Lin Yun secretly and saw that the other party was indifferent and hiding behind An Liuyan.

The look of contempt in the eyes can not help but become stronger, what a waste!

I snatched his treasure in front of him, so I didn't dare to put one fart, but I was angry when I watched him.

An Liuyan would rather stay with such waste than agree to his invitation.

Hmph, when I take this sword, I'll take care of you!

"What's the matter?"

"My feet!"

But at this moment, the faces of the gray-clothed swordsman and Bishui youth changed drastically at the same time, and there was a layer of mist on their feet.

Under the infestation of the fog, the blood stars were frozen and completely unable to move.

The two looked shocked and didn't understand what was going on.

Lan Siyu's face changed, he quickly stared at it, and after a while, his face changed dramatically.

He was extremely surprised to find that in the cracks in the riverbed, a trace of cold air had been spreading and rising.

It doesn't look eye-catching, but it's actually weird. It's the cold air that has frozen Cangmu and the tall and thin man.

Not only did it freeze the muscles, even Xing Yuan was frozen and completely unable to move.

The two who were frozen are not paying attention to the burial foil, and resorted to various means to get rid of the melted chill.

But weird things have happened. These chills are so strange that they can freeze not only the blood but also the meridians, and even the stars are frozen.

It was impossible to get rid of it. For a moment, there was a great fear that surged between the hearts of these two people.

"Young Master Lan, save me!"

The two were completely panicked, their expressions changed drastically, and their expressions kept changing.

A shocked look flashed in An Liuyan's eyes, and she suddenly thought that Lin Yun had taken a few steps before, and when the pedestrian arrived, he took himself back several hundred meters.

Has he discovered it long ago?

Damn it!

Lan Siyu yelled and looked at Lin Yun angrily: "You **** thing, is it your ghost?"

Lin Yun shook his head: "I don't know what you are talking about?"

An Liuyan's beautiful eyes flowed, and he smiled and said: "Young Master Lan can really be joking, this is your luck, your good fortune, what are you waiting for?"

Dog men and women!

Lan Siyu burst into flames and said coldly: "You rubbish, quickly rescue them, otherwise, the Nether Palace will never spare you! There will be no place for you in the East Wilderness!"

Lin Yun said nothing, did not speak, as if thinking about something.

"As long as you can do it, you won't need the holy sword of this young man!" Lan Siyu continued to say with a flash of chill in his eyes.

Someone is here?

Lin Yunjianyi has several auras within a hundred miles of ~IndoMTL.com~, but all of them are hidden in the dark and haven't moved.

"You trash, don't hurry up to save people and save them! Are you not afraid of my Nether Palace, I will cut you a thousand times?" Lan Siyu's murderous aura surged, belonging to the horror of the Seven-Star Celestial Pill The cultivation base kept flowing in his body, and bursts of starlight were madly released.

At the same time, the heart of the eyebrows surged and condensed into a blood red mark.

An Liuyan's face changed slightly, and she was still a little jealous of the Nether Hall. The strength of the Nether Hall was said to be the capital of the Seven Demon Sects.

"Good."

Lin Yun flashed and rose straight out of the sky.

Wow!

He flew over the two of them, stretched out his hand, and took the initiative to flick the funeral sword into his hand.

The moment when he held the foil burial sword in his right hand, Lin Yun turned around and swung a sword immediately behind the two.

Blood splashed and the head fell.

The two great seven-star Celestial Pills, just like this, are unclear and will not be able to blow up the power.

"You are looking for death!"

Lan Siyu was stunned and roared.

Wow!

But when he was about to make a move, he found that Lin Yun had already taken the lead and fell down with the sword of Burial Flower.

Boom!

The moment the sword intent of the gods was released, Lin Yun urged the two thousand innate holy auras on the Xingyuan Sea at the same time, and the burial flower in his hand suddenly became extremely heavy.

The sharp sword light flashes like the sun.

Boom!

Lan Siyu tried his best, barely caught the sword, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Lin Yun, on the other hand, lifted heavy weights with ease.

Obviously, he didn't give his full strength, one sword, two swords and three swords. After the seven swords, Lan Siyu vomited blood and was shot directly out by the burial foil.

"How is this possible?"

Lan Siyu collapsed to the ground, looking extremely shocked.