The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 442: In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!

Chapter 442

　　 The twisted gap, the sudden burst of strong light, dazzled the eyes.

　　 The thirteenth master and the fat old man, after their faces changed slightly, they gradually became serious.

After 　　 for a while, the fat old man smiled and said: "This kid is really restless. It seems that your fish dragon ball may be difficult to send out..."

　　 Thirteenth Lord retracted his gaze, and said in deep thought: "Let's leave it to his fate, he should understand the consequences of his own choice."

　　 The two talked, seemingly clueless.

　　 In fact, with the cultivation of the two elders, they all sensed the violent energy fluctuations in the sword funeral picture.

　　 Suddenly, there was a sharp fluctuation of more than ten times.

　　 Even from the perspective of the cultivation of the two elders, it is quite terrifying and should not be underestimated.

　　 There is no doubt that Lin Yun in the secret realm is at the critical time to break through the sword art.

　　 burial sword picture, five floors, on an ancient stone platform.

　　In the desolate space, the various visions of sword intent evolving, violently agitated.

　　The reason for everything comes from the bright light bursting out on a certain stone platform.

　　 The light is like a burning big sun, and the light is dazzling, it seems to illuminate this vast space, and no shadow can be hidden.

　　There is a vague figure hidden in the dazzling light.

　　 There is no doubt that the owner of the figure will not be anyone else except Lin Yun.

　　Everything, just because the demon pill that was swallowed by Lin Yun has reached the point of being refined.

　　 In the depths of his body, the demon pill that contains a mountain-like aura is only the size of a small fingernail.

　　 is the size of this small nail, and a terrifying light bursts out of his body, and thousands of rays of light burst out.

　　 Lin Yun has underestimated, and underestimated the horror of this demon pill, the situation of the thirteenth master feeding the purple mansion demon pill for ten years. The refining aura of the fish king reached the point where he was amazed, vigorous and dignified, pure and condensed.

　　 Now, above the sky, a cloud of blood is rolling. The dull thunder sounded constantly in the clouds where the sword intent evolved, obviously something was brewing.

　　The terrifying aura permeated the sky, and there was no falling thunder in the dark space.

　　 Except for the violent restlessness, there is no sound in the whole space, and the silence makes people feel strange.

　　 The depression from before the storm is spreading in this small space. Lin Yun on the stone platform had an unprecedented dignified face, and his entire body was erected.

　　 felt inexplicable panic for no reason. He had a hunch that if he couldn't be promoted to Sword Art Nine Layers.

　　 The thunder that will explode next will instantly annihilate him and wipe him out on the spot.

　　 Lin Yun shrouded in light, and all the unpredictable nervousness in front of his mind became tense, and the purple kite sword art was constantly running, frantically refining the ichthyosaur demon pill.

　　 As long as the demon pill is refined before the thunderbolt falls, the swordsmanship promotion has the hope of blocking it.

　　 Buzzing!

　　 Suddenly, Lin Yun felt the dantian purple iris flower shake.

　　 Seventy-one petals buzzed like a sharp sword, bursting out with violent sword intent, swallowing the dazzling demon pill in the body in a nearly plundering manner.

　　 It seemed to be conscious, sensing the imminent danger, and it seemed very anxious. The nail-sized demon pill was quickly swallowed up a little bit at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the light that enveloped it was constantly shrinking and condensing.

　　 rumbling!

　　Between the sky, the blood cloud that derives from the sword intent is violently rolling. A loud rumbling broke out, and the suffocating sense of oppression strengthened again.

　　 Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!

　　 seems to be racing against death, with an invisible demon behind chasing himself.

　　 Lin Yun's heart is extremely anxious, at the critical moment of life and death, all distractions disappear.

　　咻!

　　 When the last point of the demon pill was swallowed by the purple iris, Lin Yunxin instantly lifted it up, and saw a little brilliance emerge from the limbs in his body. Like raindrops, falling towards the purple iris flower, like a moth battling the flames desperately.

　　 When all the brilliance fell on the purple iris flower, Lin Yun's heart was fierce.

　　 He saw that the ice crystal-like purple iris flower suddenly shattered, and then reunited, constantly changing.

　　 After a while, a brand new purple iris flower reunited and formed in his body. The new purple iris flower, like purple ice crystals, is much slenderer than before. In addition, there is a thin blood line in the center of the petals, which looks like alive.

　　 Lin Yun buzzed in his mind, indescribable, how he felt after seeing this flower.

　　 If you have to say it in one word, you are a demon!

　　 fascinating and noble, like the king of flowers, watching the world.

　　 After waiting for the seventy-two petals, the moment they opened up, there seemed to be an ancient voice traveling through time and space. Condensed the vicissitudes of the years, turned into obscure and mysterious ideas, trembling in his mind endlessly.

　　 In my mind, a vast and majestic picture appeared, an old man in purple clothes with a cold face, electric eyes, full of gaze.

　　 Hengdan is in the sky, holding the sword in front of him, and with his left fingers together, he slashes from the end of the sword to the point of the sword.

　　 "In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!"

　　 The moment the **** of the left hand that were close together swept across the tip of the sword, a mysterious sword print appeared on his body, and the old man in purple broke out with a terrifying sword intent, and a huge purple iris flower suddenly bloomed behind him.

　　The moment when the slanted purple iris blooms, it disturbs the wind and cloud of animation.

　　 formed a huge and terrifying vortex in the sky, as if it was not the clouds but the whole world that was sucked in.

　　 The purple-clothed old man swept across with his sword, and the black magical shadow that rushed at him endlessly, in an instant, all became nothingness.

　　In the name of a sword, I make flowers bloom.

　　 Lin Yun's heart was shocked, and a strange emotion filled his heart.

　　After thinking about it, the purple-clothed old man that appeared in his mind must be the purple kite swordsman who was in the past.

　　 Every movement of the purple-clothed old man in the picture is constantly reconstructed by him in his mind.

　　 That's it!

　　 It suddenly dawned in his heart that the sword seal sacrificed by the purple-clothed old man was actually the instant beauty he had mastered before.

　　 It’s just that the moment of beauty, once it is displayed, it will deplete the true essence.

　　 can only be used to fight people, and the gambling is too big to kill the opponent, you must die.

　　 After the 　　 Sword Art is promoted to the Ninth Level, as long as the sword seal is sacrificed, the flowers will bloom with one thought.

　　 He kept trying to figure it out in his heart, copying the mysterious sword seal sacrificed by the Purple Kite Sword Saint, and a mysterious wave spread.

　　 On the ancient stone platform, Lin Yun exudes a mysterious purple light, like petals.

　　 Boom!

　　 Suddenly, a roar full of blood and killing suddenly broke out between the heaven and the earth, and the boundless cloud of blood issued a terrifying roar.

　　 immediately rolled violently, transforming into a **** phantom, like a demon.

　　, holding a hundred-meter-long sword beam, he slashed down towards the stone platform where Lin Yun was.

　　嘭嘭嘭!

Where 　　 the sword light passed, the ancient stone pedestals one after another were chopped into powder on the spot.

　　 There is a stone platform that does not know how many years old, in front of this Jianmang, it is like paper, and it is vulnerable.

　　 Lin Yun opened his eyes and saw the scene in front of him, his face suddenly changed in an uproar.

　　The blood-colored phantom is like a mountain, and its sword light is cut down like thunder, as if to sweep everything.

　　 Lin Yun on the stone platform looks extremely small in front of this sword light.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Lin Yun couldn't be too many, so he raised his hand. The burial sword that last entered the stone platform turned into a stream of light and fell into his hands.

　　huhu!

The violent wind brought by the sword light blew Lin Yun's blue shirt into hunting noises. His long hair had already split apart, and he was up and down with the wind behind him.

　　 But it’s strange to say, it’s clearly a realm of life and death, but it’s the moment when you hold the hilt of the foil burial sword.

　　 Lin Yun's heart was surprisingly quiet.

　　 old friend, I’m going to trouble you again...

　　 One person, one sword, and after too many lives and deaths, they have long been connected. Needless to say, the sword body buzzed on its own, and the burial sword showed its attitude.

　　 Lin Yun's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile.

　　 looked up, the smile on the boy's face gradually faded, replaced by a sword-oriented heart, a fearless spirit of life and death.

　　No, I, Lin Yun, will never die here!

　　 Seeing, the **** sword light sweeping all over, it is about to fall.

　　 Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, put the sword in front of him with his right hand, and put the **** of his left hand together, sticking to the sword and slashing upwards.

　　 Click, click!

　　 With the arms close together, slowly passing by, the dantian purple iris flowers bloom one by one.

　　 When the finger crossed the tip of the sword, all 72 petals bloomed, and an unmatched sword force burst out from Lin Yun.

　　 "In the name of the sword, I make the flowers bloom!"

　　 a huge purple iris flower suddenly bloomed on top of his head, stirring up the wind and clouds in the animation, Lin Yun held a sword in both hands to block the falling **** sword light.

　　嘭!

　　 Amidst the loud noise, a strange scene appeared. The seemingly small Lin Yun abruptly blocked this sword light.

　　 The ground rumbling and trembling ceaselessly, Lin Yun's mouth overflowed with blood, and his face was pale for an instant.

　　The ancient stone platform at the foot shows a trace of cracks, which is about to fall apart.

　　 "Go!"

　　 Lin Yun gritted his teeth, roared with all his strength, and shook the blood-colored sword light for a moment with his sword.

　　huh!

　　 Taking advantage of a moment, he smashed the ancient stone platform with one foot and rushed out like lightning.

　　 Boom!

　　 The blood-colored sword light was no longer obstructed, and slashed straight to the ground, drew out a huge gully that was inexhaustible.

　　 Lin Yun, who was squatting halfway on another stone platform, was weak and weak and kicked.

　　 His hair was disheveled, and blood was slowly overflowing from his nostrils, eyes, and ears. The sword that barely blocked him still hurt him.

　　The corner of the boy's mouth raised a stubborn smile.

　　 He survived after all!

　　In the Burial Sword Forest, the thirteen elders and the fat old man who are eating fish have different colors flashing in their eyes at the same time.

　　 for a while, the thirteenth master smiled while touching his beard: "This kid, his life is really big."

　　 The fat old man drank a sip of cold pool fragrance ~ IndoMTL.com~ laughed: "Hehe, fight the sky, the bones in the picture of the burial sword, the endless swords did not scare this kid back, sure life Big."

　　 The snow dragon fish in the pot has been eaten one-third by the two, but the crescent meat containing all the essence of the snow dragon still has not moved.

　　 Both of them stared at each other. Whoever dared to move was immediately a sword...No, it was chopsticks.

　　 The blood dragon horse not far away lay pitifully on the ground, looking at the snow dragon fish in the pot with eyesight. The saliva flowed all over the floor, and his eyes were full of mist, really aggrieved like never before.

　　 "Eat fish? I'm the one..."

　　 Half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Yun walked out with an embarrassed smile on his face.

　　 The two elders didn't expect Lin Yun to appear so soon, but before he could react, they saw Lin Yun picking up the chopsticks and pinching the crescent meat in the pot in his mouth.

　　 "Comfortable, Xiao Hong, come and eat some too."

　　 At the moment when the crescent moon entered the mouth, Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and he had never tasted it so delicious. Hearty, endless aftertaste, and the painful injuries all over his body alleviated a lot.

　　 looked up, and the blood dragon horse looked at him with a straight-eyed look.

　　 A smile appeared on Lin Yun's face, and he lifted the whole pot.

　　"Stop!"

　　 The faces of the thirteenth master and the fat old man went black at the same time, and stood up and drank.

　　 But two-thirds of the snow dragon fish, including the meat and soup, was already swallowed by the blood dragon horse.

　　 rumbling rumbling!

　　 raised his head to look at the two elders, the **** dragon horse narrowed his eyes, and the unprecedented satisfaction filled his body, revealing the two rows of front teeth and laughed.