The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 576: Increased strength
Chapter 577
Looking at the animal skin paper in the wild flames on the altar of the underground palace, Lin Yun's heart thumped and calmed down after a while.
Along with the power in the **** pattern, quietly spreading in this space, the soul mark in Lin Yunxuan Palace trembled, absorbing all the breath from the **** pattern.
Immediately, Lin Yun felt that the soul mark had grown a lot invisibly, and a rush of heat spread in his body.
Only an instant, Lin Yun's internal organs, flowing blood, and skin on the surface of his body were faintly hot.
"This..."
Lin Yun clasped his palms tightly, his eyes showed a thick surprise.
Only the space illuminated by this divine pattern in the depths, his spirit power and true essence are faintly increasing, which is quite mysterious. For Lin Yun, who was stuck in the Yin Profound Realm to Consummation, it was a long drought and nectar, which was quite strange.
Mo Ling glanced at him and said with a smile: "You can feel it, the fire attribute power contained in this **** pattern is quite majestic. It is like the sun, nourishing this space, even if you do nothing, you are in Many overflows can be obtained here. True essence, soul power and physical body can all be tempered at the same time."
"It's really mysterious."
A smile appeared on Lin Yun's face, and he responded softly.
"Although the power of this **** pattern is very mysterious, you should feel it too. Don’t stay here for long. It’s easy to get burned after a long time. Don’t get too close, if the cultivation level is not enough, it will happen in an instant. Turned into ashes. The power of this **** pattern is quite domineering, regardless of enemy or me."
Mo Ling's expression is solemn and solemn.
Lin Yun nodded, he could feel that the other party did not say false.
"This jade slip is for you. You are born here to observe. If you can't bear it, then don't try to do it."
Mo Ling handed his jade slip to Lin Yun, and after another serious warning, he retire slowly.
Soon, in the empty space, only Lin Yun was left alone.
Lin Yun's expression is quite solemn, following the steps below his feet and looking at the flames on the altar of the underground palace.
When he lifted his leg and stepped down, he suddenly felt his body sink. This step leading to the underground palace has great pressure, which makes people bear the green hills.
Under this pressure, Lin Yun walked hard, and every step he took was extremely difficult. Gritting his teeth, turning the Purple Kite Sword Art to its extreme, Lin Yun resisted this pressure and walked down the steps step by step.
With a distance of less than a kilometer, Lin Yun walked for almost half an hour, sweating profusely, and almost collapsed.
When the footsteps finally set foot on the underground palace, the pressure suddenly skyrocketed, and Lin Yun knelt on one knee with a plop.
Sweeping his gaze to the four directions, the power of the divine pattern that permeated the underground palace has been condensed into substance, turning into a pale yellow gas, containing indescribable terrible pressure.
This is only an edge. Lin Yun estimated that he was still a thousand feet away from the altar. Within a hundred feet of the altar, the core area was radiant with golden light, like a golden lake formed by burning flames.
No wonder Mo Ling said that he would be burned to ashes in an instant when he approached.
The ancient **** pattern is indeed a bit weird and contains too many mysteries. It's hard to imagine that the golden age of martial arts would suddenly be destroyed, leaving only a piece of monuments for future generations to admire.
Huh!
Lin Yun gritted his teeth and spit out a long foul breath, and stood up with great difficulty.
"I can’t move forward. This is my amazing physical body. I’m replaced by someone else. I’m afraid I won’t be able to get out of the steps at all. Just practice and observe here..."
Lin Yun's gaze, through the dark red airflow pervading the air, stared closely on the animal skin paper in the center of the altar flame.
The ancient animal skin paper is imprinted with mysterious golden lines, which is difficult to understand. Absolutely, he felt a wave of destructive power rushing towards him. The mysterious pattern seemed to be like a purgatory composed of golden flames, and he wanted to swallow and refine human hearts.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun felt unable to hold on, and quickly closed his eyes.
After calming down for a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, but he did not dare to gather his eyes on the altar. The boy frowned slightly.
"This **** pattern is quite similar to the sword drawn by the man in Tsing Yi. If I can not be afraid of the power of this **** pattern, I will be able to withstand the broken picture and draw a sword. , Here is the power of the gods, you can refine it first, and then try it after you have improved with the spirit power..."
At the moment, Lin Yun was sitting cross-legged, his mind moved slightly, and a silver purple iris blossomed from the ground. The power of the divine veins pervading all around suddenly surged.
Boom!
Along with the power of these powerful divine patterns pouring into his body, Lin Yun's physical body immediately vibrated, and the surging divine pattern power was like molten lava condensed by flames, permeating the limbs, corpses, and internal organs. The skin all over his body was red, and he could clearly feel that his true essence, soul power, bones, and flesh and blood were absorbing the power of these gods madly and greedily at this time.
It's like a moth battling a fire.
The burning pain suddenly spread throughout the body. Even if you don't do anything here, you will feel a faint pain, not to mention the crazy power of devouring the gods.
Buzz!
Under this violent power, the silver purple iris flower in the Purple Mansion trembles, as if there are signs of a breakthrough.
Lin Yun's heart suddenly moved, and then he was ecstatic.
He was stuck at the pinnacle of the Nine Layers of this Purple Kite Sword Art, but for a long time, even if he had refined the Profound Yin Flower, there was no movement.
At the moment, it is unexpectedly happy to tremble like a sword.
If you can take this opportunity to break the Purple Kite Sword Art to the tenth level, there is no doubt that Lin Yun's strength will increase dramatically.
At the same time, Lin Yun remembered Mo Ling's advice. Don't wait for long at this moment. Any carelessness will burn to ashes.
Once you are immersed in the practice and completely forgetting yourself, you may miss the time.
Bet!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun had a decision in his heart, if he could break through. The ten-fold power of the Purple Kite Sword Art can surely suppress the power of this violent **** pattern and keep the flesh from being covered.
Furthermore, his Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art has already reached its peak, and it is not comparable to the flesh of those profound masters.
If you miss this opportunity, you still don’t know when you have to wait.
The Ziyuan Sword Art became more and more terrifying as its power became more and more terrifying. The nine-fold peak of the sword art was able to make him contend with Xiaocheng in the Yang Profound Realm. If the sword art breaks through the tenth level, his Ziyuan sword will face the Yang Profound Realm Dacheng, I am afraid it will not be so difficult.
"Then go all out and post it here!"
Be careful and settle, Lin Yun doesn't have the slightest hesitation, the silver purple iris flowers in the purple mansion suddenly bloomed, and the power of the gods continued to be madly swallowed.
In the empty underground palace, Lin Yun sat cross-legged, continuously refining the place with the power of the gods.
Boom!
Under his crazy refining, the flame aura derived from the power of the **** pattern burst one after another, bursting out with thunder-like loud noises. In the passing of time, I don't know when, Lin Yun's body has been bathed in a golden flame.
Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a sword bathed in divine light, with an indescribable edge permeating all over the body.
He is like a sword embryo, being tempered by the flame of the recipient, and he is still the power of the ancient fire attribute **** pattern. In the flames, crisp sword chants came from time to time, and the silver purple iris flower in the purple mansion inside his body was bright and shining.
Every time it shines, it's like a sword's edge is swallowing cold light, exploding with an amazing aura. Under this cold light, even the core area around the altar, the lake of golden flames was rippled.
Crack!
Amidst the light shining, the purple iris flower in the Purple Mansion was blasted with a shocking sword sound, and the bottleneck of Sword Jue Nine Layers was finally broken. The silver purple iris flower had grown to eighty-two at this moment. Although there was only one more, the cold light pervading the purple iris flower had undergone earth-shaking changes.
In the blink of an eye, a boundless chill swept out, extinguishing the golden flames burning on him.
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief. If this sword art can't break through anymore, his physical body really can't bear it.
Under the blessing of the eighty-two purple iris flowers, the silver true essence in the purple mansion filled the whole body with a thought. That fierce momentum, sword-like sharpness, was more than twice as strong as before.
Not only that, when Lin Yun's original true essence was condensed by the Qiankun Biyun Pill, he was supplemented by the power of these gods. He became vast and thick again, and under this back and forth, his cultivation base suddenly became as thick as a mountain.
Think about it carefully, he entered the Purple Mansion, but in just two months, he reached the exaggerated Yin Profound Realm Consummation.
Such progress against the sky, even if there is Ziyuan Jianjue in charge, honestly speaking, the hidden dangers are not small. On the road of spiritual practice, I am most afraid of rushing forward and getting into trouble, but now these hidden dangers are completely eliminated.
If I urge the Purple Kite Sword Art again, I will be able to reverse eight times at least, and even nine turns into one ~ IndoMTL.com~ it may not be impossible.
Lin Yun's closed eyes slowly opened, and in an instant there were two bright rays of light, which swept out like a sword light, tearing the power of the gods in the air forcibly. Open.
In just a moment, the sharp light quickly dissipated, but the sharp light deep in the eyes remained lingering.
Om!
Lin Yun got up slowly, the majestic pressure he felt before was obviously much lighter. At the moment of getting up, a crisp sword sound came from his body at the same time, extremely light. That kind of sword sound was emitted by the petals of the purple mansion after touching each other after the tenth sword tactic.
Along with these continuous sword sounds, the true essence in Lin Yun's body rushed up and down.
"Zi Yuan Jian Jue, really powerful!"
Lin Yun clenched his five fingers, feeling the power coming from the purple mansion, and a sharp sharp light appeared in his eyes. This breakthrough of the Ziyuan Sword Art not only allowed his true essence to go further, the soul seal in the profound palace of the underworld was also much stronger.
Invisible, the sword power contained in his eyes skyrocketed a lot.
He swept his eyes and fell on the animal skin in the flames of the altar. But for a moment, that mysterious pattern once again evolves into a terrifying purgatory composed of golden flames, accompanied by the power of destroying the heavens and the earth, rolling in, it seems that even its soul can be burned out.
But this time, Lin Yun didn't close his eyes, and the sword power lingering in the depths of his eyes burst out.
Crack!
This terrifying purgatory was cut into a crack by this sword abruptly. The corner of Lin Yun's mouth was slightly upward, and he walked slowly toward the altar.
【Excessive chapters, difficult to write, and unable to write flowers, please understand. 】
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