The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 617: The final test

Chapter 618

The eighth floor of Xingjun tomb.

Lin Yun sat cross-legged for a long time before slowly opening his eyes.

Fighting against Qin An and Pei Yue seems to be easy and the injuries are not serious. But in fact, it consumes a lot of money. If it weren't for the increased power of the funeral flower promotion treasure, it would be much harder to deal with it.

Now I have a rest for a while, and I finally returned to the peak, and both the injury and the true essence have recovered.

Wow!

It patted the storage bag lightly, and for a while, the drop of Canglong blood appeared in front of him.

The essence and blood floating in front of him are surging with majestic and astonishing power. The power of wind and thunder contained in it, and the ancient aura, are shocking.

Lin Yun's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

His Canglong Nine Changes only completed the first two foundations, and he was barely able to sacrifice the first change of the Nine Changes of the Sky. The true horror of this ancient body-refining magic technique is only the tip of the iceberg.

Whether it is the power of wind and thunder, or the secret technique of the Nine Transformations of Canglong, they are far from familiar.

He only touched the fur after the true meaning of this exercise.

The drop of Canglong's essence and blood in front of me was sent in the snow and came very timely. It can help him become familiar with this technique, saving a lot of time, and it's a shortcut.

The thoughts in his mind were like electricity, and Lin Yun quickly made a decision. There was no time to refine this blue dragon essence and blood.

He feels it for a moment, and he can sense that it's just a drop of blood, as small as a drop of dust. But it was a genuine blue dragon blood, and the majestic energy contained in it was extremely amazing.

Based on his current cultivation base, it can take as little as three days to as many as seven days to refine.

In terms of time, it is completely too late.

A lot of time has been wasted to recover from the injury. The others should start the ninth round of the test. He has fallen behind.

"I'll talk about it later."

Lin Yun shook his head and collected the essence of the dragon.

Looking up, his eyes fell on the dark corridor ahead.

The ninth floor of the tomb is finally here.

From knowing that there is the tomb of Xingjun in the Sea of ​​Dryness, he only came for the water of Xuanyin at the beginning, and after knowing the most precious thing in the tomb of Xingjun, he walked here step by step.

Along the way, the more and more opponents are getting stronger and stronger, although there are twists and turns, but after all, they are invincible.

I just don’t know what the ninth round of the test will be, and who the opponent will eventually be.

Without much thought, Lin Yun got up and walked towards the unknown ninth floor.

After passing through the tunnel, the foreground of his eyes suddenly brightened, appearing in a closed and empty hall.

Except for the ancient murals on three walls, there is nothing in the hall.

Boom!

While being shocked and uncertain, a dragon chant sounded, followed by a beam of light that broke through the air and struck Lin Yun.

The travel light is purely condensed by starlight, dazzling and dazzling, contains a sharp edge, and there is a very condensed dragon faint.

The moment it appeared, it showed a coercion no less than the peak of the Yang Profound Realm, which was terrifying.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with cold light, and between his hands, he clenched his fingers.

Suddenly, the power of wind and thunder exploded on him, and amidst howling, thunder continued to blast, and the trembling clothes were hunting.

Under the fusion of the power of wind and thunder, Ziyuan Jianjin blasted with this Yuguang fiercely.

Boom!

Amid the loud noise, Lin Yun snorted and was shaken back three steps.

Huh! The footsteps have not yet stood firm, and there are two more swimming lights, accompanied by the sound of the dragon's chanting.

Lin Yun suddenly suffered a small loss, and the right hand that made a fist was numb from the shock.

Boom!

But it's not over yet, the dragons are not stopping, and the light in the hall is constantly fighting. The flying swimming, blinking to see, are like strips of color practice, criss-crossing, soaring up and down, messy without losing beauty.

Under the gorgeous appearance, there is a terrifying murderous intent.

Nine roads flew like electricity, and Lin Yun's fists were like swords. Between the swings, the afterimages burned.

Boom! Bang! Bang!

For a while, there was a loud noise in this hall.

Lin Yun was a little reluctant to deal with it, but he was always in his own rhythm, seeming to retreat step by step, but the sword strength on his body did not fall apart.

Suddenly, without warning, the nine shadows condensed and swelled into a dragon shadow.

Boom!

The momentum suddenly soared, and the pressure instantly rivaled that of a strong man in the Yin-Yang realm. The dragon shadow roared, and the sound wave surged and rolled over.

Lin Yun raised his brows, his sword intent was concentrated, and the purple iris flowers bloomed, resisting the pressure.

The dragon shadow wriggled out of thin air, the vigorous true essence fluctuations, wave after wave of washing, making the air in the four directions rippled like water.

"Has the show started?"

Lin Yun smiled at the corner of Lin Yun's mouth, and his eyes were full of war.

He entered the tomb of King Xingjun and walked all the way here, defeating Guo Xu first, then Qin An and Pei Yue, but he has never been afraid.

With the sword box on his back, the burial flower trembles, ready to go.

Swipe!

The creeping dragon shadow condensed into a golden puppet in mid-air, and the moment it formed, it fell on Lin Yun. Raising his hand with a shot, it slashed fiercely, the majestic coercion like a winding river, traversing the void, mighty and surging.

The surging and vast offensive gave people a sense of infinite continuity and magnificence.

He originally thought that the test on the ninth floor of the tomb might be nine silver-armored puppets, forming a complete dragon formation. But I didn't expect it to be one, and if it came to this, it would be impossible to divide and defeat it.

Looking at this offensive, I'm afraid it's more terrifying than facing nine silver-clad puppets.

A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and as Lin Yun waved his hands, the funeral flower popped out of the sword box behind it.

Lin Yun clenched his five fingers and drew his sword out of its sheath.

Crack!

The majestic sword power that was already ready to go, greeted this surging blow, and the floor under my feet suddenly exploded, spreading a network of gaps.

Under the heavy blow, Lin Yun was split back dozens of meters.

"The sword is divided into two months!"

Lin Yun turned around, swayed up, and cut a sword in a flash.

For a moment, this sword cut out two rounds of majestic sword light, the sword light is like a moon, one round of bright moon illuminates the endless night sky, one round of bright moon illuminates the deep lake.

Under the two moons, Lin Yun, who stabbed this sword all over his body, was sharp and fierce.

The golden puppet, without even thinking about it, greeted him with a spear.

Crack, click!

Under the confrontation between the sword light and the spear light, slight cracks appeared in the golden armor of the puppet.

"The edge of the funeral flower is sharper than I expected."

When Lin Yun saw this, he was a little relieved. After being promoted to the treasure, the funeral flower can break the opponent's defense. For him, it will undoubtedly save a lot of effort.

The person was in the air, and another majestic silver sword light fell fiercely. That golden armored puppet, after all, had a cultivation base comparable to that of the Yin-Yang realm in the early stage, avoiding this sword like lightning, and attacked Lin Yun from a rather tricky angle.

The long spear in his hand stirred up condensed shadows in the air, piercing the air into many holes.

The fierce coercion is clearly stronger than Lin Yun's sword power.

Lin Yun is quite calm, the opponent's cultivation base is above him after all, it is quite normal that the coercion is stronger than him.

But if the sword is fierce, the edge is prosperous, and the flower is buried!

"Sky Broken Clouds!"

The sword light that contained the innate sword intent, condensed into a tornado in the blink of an eye. The wind was spinning, and it seemed to contain fierce broken swords, buzzing endlessly, cutting the air into traces.

Then he swept away towards the golden armored puppet, and between the collisions, there was a bright silver sword light bursting out continuously.

The golden-armored puppet immediately retreated step by step, and the spear in his hand danced wildly, resisting the sword energy in a storm.

Boom!

Ten steps later, his coercion fluctuated slightly, and he was immediately hit and flew, and his body flashed with golden light.

Roar!

It was the dragon roar violently again, and the golden armored puppet was in the air, one sideways, and he stabbed the spear in his hand. The astonishing spear light smashed the storm that carried the innate Dacheng advice with an unrivaled momentum.

"It's terrifying that an impassive puppet can do this. But that's it!"

The storm scattered in the hall, wrapped in the remnants of sword intent, roared more and more, Lin Yun's shirt, agitating, and slammed out again with a sword.

Boom!

There is the momentum of rushing to thunder, and the roar is endless, and the electric light is like a divine punishment for nine days, which is fleeting.

Crack!

Sword Mang cut off the spear~IndoMTL.com~ The golden armor puppet was pierced and turned into a pile of parts scattered on the ground.

Lin Yun fell on the ground, kicking slightly, a strange color flashed in his eyes. This golden armored puppet is indeed terrifying, if the armor on the opponent's body is not damaged.

The Overlord Sword rushes through the thunder and cuts the electricity, and it may not be able to severely damage the opponent.

Om!

At this moment, a strange warm current rippled from the Purple Mansion, and then filled the limbs. Su Shuang was inexplicably refreshed, all over his body.

While the blood was tumbling, Lin Yun only felt warm, and the true essence flowed, more than twice as deep as before.

After a battle, he was promoted to the Yang Profound Realm Dacheng.

After he refined the Hell Flower, his cultivation level climbed to the peak of Xiaocheng in the Yang Profound Realm. When he fought with Qin An before, there were faint signs of breaking through.

At this moment, the final test of the ninth floor of the tomb palace has made him completely promoted.

"The Great Profound Realm of Yang..."

Lin Yun clenched his five fingers, feeling the turbulent power in his fist, which felt unreal.

I think he was only at the peak of the Yin Profound Realm before he entered the Dead Sea, but at the moment, he reached an astonishing Yang Profound Realm great achievement.

It was mainly due to the two wonders of Xuanyin Water and Hell Flower, as well as Lin Yun's own fortune.

Without this series of battles and successive victories, the effectiveness of these heaven and earth treasures would not have appeared so quickly.

It was just in such a continuous fierce fight, which inspired the background of this adventure in advance.

Time to go!

Lin Yun retracted his thoughts, his expression became solemn, and at the same time faintly expecting.

This final nine-story tomb palace, I don’t know who will be waiting for him.

Is it one person, or many individuals, everything is unknown.

(End of this chapter)