The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 2282: I am invincible, you are free

"Come together? I'm invincible, you can do whatever you want."

Lin Yun was dressed in a blue shirt, with a arrogant expression, looking at Jiang Ziyao and the others with cold eyes.

I am invincible, you are free!

Lin Yun has said this many times, but this time his voice was the lowest, but he just understated it and glanced up.

The shock that can be caused, but the scalp is tingling, unimaginable.

The nine thousand damasks rose up and supported Lin Yun's half-step Haoyang Sword Intent. The entire sky was dyed with golden rays of light by this Sword Intent.

At this moment, a golden light flew out from the broken body of Young Master Tianshu.

The golden light shines brightly, contains divinity, and exudes an extremely powerful and terrifying aura.

Shhh!

The golden light roared away, breaking through the sky like a meteor, and disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

"It's the mark of the gods!"

"Young Master Tianshu is really dead!"

"Something happened."

Many cultivators exclaimed and looked terrified.

With the status of the Young Master of the Book of Heaven, he must have the protection of the gods in the Jueying Temple, and he will definitely be given the imprint of the gods to save his life before coming.

Originally, Young Master Tianshu was torn in half, and many people still took luck.

I don't think he really died, at most he was seriously injured. After all, he was blessed by the gods and had a chance to heal slowly.

The separation of Tuoba Hong's flesh and blood was terrifying before, but he didn't lose his life after all.

But seeing this distant imprint of the gods, everyone's expressions changed.

Young Master Tianshu is really dead!

Lin Yun was too ruthless and shot too fast, and before the imprint of the gods could react, he was torn in two and the holy source was destroyed.

"How could this happen...Lin Yun...you are so bold."

Jiang Ziyao's hand trembled while holding the sword, looked at Lin Yun in disbelief, and said in a daze: "You have caused a catastrophe!"

Shangguanjue and Bai Zhanli were immediately dumbfounded. They were the divine disciples of Jueying Temple. They never thought that someone would really kill them.

What is the status of Young Master Tianshu!

That's the chief of the Temple of Shadows. To this step, the Temple of Shadows doesn't know how much resources are poured into it.

"Buried dude, you're crazy!"

Shangguan Jue looked at Lin Yun, his face pale.

Lin Yun stood in the void and sneered: "Don't you always call this rule fair? What? Now it feels unfair again?"

"Destroy the funeral flowers first, then fight for the lotus platform. Isn't that what you both shouted together? Don't play if you can't afford it!"

His face was cold and arrogant, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Jiang Ziyao's throat was stuck, his face blushed, angry and angry.

Lin Yun's words, like a heavy slap in the face, slapped him directly in the face.

Because these words were spoken by Jiang Ziyao himself!

Bang!

Just when the expressions of several people changed, Daozong Qin Yun, who was lying on the ground, let out a shrill scream, and then Shengyuan exploded with a bang.

Whoosh!

The next moment, another imprint of the gods roared up, breaking through the sky and leaving.

Everyone is stunned!

Jiang Ziyao and the others, who dared to argue with Lin Yun just now, changed their expressions drastically, and they were speechless.

The cultivators from the four directions looked at Qin Yun in astonishment, with doubts in their eyes.

No one thought Qin Yun would die!

A hole was opened in his chest, which is not a fatal injury to the Holy Land powerhouse at all.

The powerhouse in the holy realm has become a saint, and even if his head is beheaded, he will not die immediately.

The vitality is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. A hole in the chest is a serious injury. It will take three months at most, and at least ten days will recover.

But Qin Yun is still dead.

Others don't know how Qin Yun died, but Venerable Xuankong can see it clearly.

That was the sword intent that Lin Yun deliberately left in the opponent's body. The sword intent contained two holy fires of yin and yang, which tortured the opponent to death little by little.

Even the imprint of the gods can't resist this kind of vitality, so he can only watch Qin Yun lose his vitality.

Venerable Xuankong secretly said in his heart, this Lin Yun must have fought against divine disciples before and was restricted by the imprint of the divine spirit.

Then he thought of a way to deal with the imprint of the gods, but he hasn't used it yet, which doesn't mean he really doesn't have the means to clean up the other party.

Venerable Xuankong looked at Ji Zixi and sighed softly: "Is this guy always doing things this way? Whether it is the Temple of Shadows or the Taoist Sect, it is not a force to be provoked, and they all have strong ancestors. No one has dared to move their chief for years.”

Ji Zixi didn't answer directly, but looked at Venerable Xuankong and said, "Sir, does this have anything to do with Lin Yun's style of doing things?"

The Venerable Xuankong smiled and said, "Is it okay? This kid is your sweetheart, that's what you said."

Rarely, Ji Zixi didn't blush or shy, she just said seriously: "This has nothing to do with whether Brother Lin is my sweetheart or not, I only know that even if Brother Lin lets these people go, they will not let him go. Brother."

"In the ancient battlefield, they designed Big Brother Lin once. If you are not careful, Big Brother Lin will die in the hands of the Golden-Eyed Spirit King. Big Brother Lin had the ability to fight back at that time, but he just endured it. Dojo, then what? These people are still aggressive, clamoring to destroy the funeral flowers first, and then compete for the lotus platform... Is there any mercy?"

Venerable Xuankong was startled for a moment. He was surprised that these words would come from the mouth of a little girl, Ji Zixi.

"In that case, why should Brother Lin show mercy to them? It has nothing to do with Brother Lin's style of doing things. He is a sword cultivator. It cannot be destroyed." Ji Zixi said sternly.

Venerable Xuankong smiled and said: "You girl, you can understand these truths at a young age, which surprises the old man. Then tell me, why don't they understand such a simple truth?"

Ji Zixi looked at Qin Yun's corpse on the Taoist platform and pondered: "Because they are used to being superior, unless they are on the same level, they will never look directly at it."

"They bully you, you can't backhand. If you dare to backhand, it's a big treason and a big fault. If they stop, it's the greatest mercy for you, and you should be grateful."

The Venerable Xuankong said: "You are right, you are used to being superior."

Dangling!

At this moment, a mutation protrudes on the platform.

It was Tuoba Hong who fell to the ground. When everyone's eyes were attracted by Qin Yun's body, he took the opportunity to get up and run away from the Taoist platform.

Right now, he looks like the Howling Moon Sirius, with all fours on the ground, as fast as a silver lightning bolt.

Lin Yun's eyes are quick and his hands are quick, and he prints it with a palm in the air.

Clang clang!

This palm caused the silk cloth behind him to ring like a wind chime, and the heaven and earth were filled with extremely loud sword sounds.

Pfft!

Tuoba Hong whimpered and rolled for several laps. His huge body was shrunk by the beating, and his vitality was madly lost.

When he stabilizes his body, he is no different from an ordinary puppy.

Lin Yun was about to continue his shot when he realized that it had already left the Taoist platform, so he took advantage of the situation.

Wow!

"Tuoba Hong" barked fiercely at Lin Yun, which was no different from barking, without the majesty of a wild beast.

This scene shocked everyone on the spot, and many monks almost dropped their eyes.

After waking up, everyone burst into laughter. "It turned out to be a dog..."

"It's true what I said before the funeral."

"It's too miserable. The dignified and wild beast, Howling Moon Sirius, was beaten into a dog."

"Tuoba Hong, I've lost my fame!"

…

Tuoba Hong turned into anger from shame, anxious and angry, and wanted to scold a few words.

As soon as I opened my mouth, it was: "Wang Wang Wang..."

It screamed with a flushed face, and the more so, the more people laughed.

After all, I was extremely ashamed. I walked away in a panic, and never dared to look back.

"I give up..."

Jiang Ziyao reacted and immediately opened his mouth to abstain.

But the last word is hard to say.

Lin Yun is staring at him!

He just opened his mouth, and the silk cloth with the dragon pattern and the phoenix pattern behind him flew out at the same time.

Six thousand strands of silk cloth were like dragon and phoenix chains, breaking through the air, tying him in midair in the blink of an eye.

"Anyone can abstain, you can't!"

Lin Yun stared at each other and said word by word.

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the monks in Tianjian Tower and Jueying Temple, with their faces changed, each vacated and retreated.

"Lin Yun, get around me... I won't abstain, you can just abolish my cultivation. I will never trouble you!"

"As long as you don't kill me, let me do anything!"

Jiang Ziyao struggled desperately and kept begging for mercy, but Lin Yun's face was calm, but he secretly worked hard to wrap the silk cloth.

Kakkaka!

After a while, Ayabu squeezed the opponent's flesh and blood, and then slowly crushed the bones.

This is his way of cracking the imprint of the gods, either with lightning strikes and beheading the opponent before the imprint reacts.

Either a little torture, so the imprint of the gods won't work.

In the end, it's just a mark of the gods.

This process didn't last long, Jiang Ziyao's body exploded with a bang, and the imprint of the gods rushed to the sky and left the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

"Let's occupy the lotus platform."

Lin Yun looked back at the three of Lin Jiangxian, Xiong Tian Nan and Ao Jue, and said calmly.

All three were somewhat unresponsive.

The nine places that should have been fiercely contested are now not only not fierce, but five are vacated.

Lin Yun, one person and one sword, wiped out all the people in several immortal holy places.

Six great evildoers, one was beaten into a dog, two had their arms cut off, and the remaining three all perished.

Even Venerable Xuankong could not have imagined this change.

I am afraid that no one can think of the assessment of other realms.

"Absolutely, five of the ten places are empty, and the remaining five are all brought out by Lin Yun."

"If the Feast of Desolation begins, people in other exam rooms will definitely drop their jaws."

"The reputation of Burial Playboy~IndoMTL.com~ is about to spread out. In the Three Thousand Great Realm, there is a peerless sword cultivator that no one can ignore!"

"He must become a disciple of the Heavenly Desolate God's Ancestor, or he will surely die. Daozong, Jueying Shrine, and Heavenly Sword Tower are all easy to mess with."

Looking at the four people occupying the lotus dais, the monks from all sides spoke freely, without exception, they were all filled with emotion.

To this day, it's still like a dream.

A sentence I am invincible, you are free, I am afraid that it will not be forgotten for a long time.

The people from the six immortal holy places looked at Lin Yun indignantly.

They were very unconvinced, looked at Lin Yun with resentment, and clamored for the ability to go to the feast of heaven, and they dared to say these words.

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