The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 765: Undercurrent surging
Chapter 765
Lingxiao sword pavilion, the top of the lonely mountain.
Lin Yun, who was on the top of the mountain, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, and the burial sword was erected on the rock 100 meters away.
The feast is coming, there is not much time left, Lin Yun will stabilize the body of Tengyun Jue. So I do not deliberately practice hard, come here to watch the clouds, watch the fog, listen to the wind, and enjoy the moon, so as to cultivate the heart and cultivate one's sword heart.
After all, he is a swordsman, no matter how strong the Canglong Nine becomes, no matter how terrible the taboo fist seven-kill fist, or how defying the sky is.
If you want to shine on the feast of dragons and win the place you want, you still have to rely on the sword in your hand.
Having seen Yanlongzi's demeanor, Lin Yun deeply realized the gap between himself and the people like Three Kings and Qiying. If you want to compete with these people, the biggest reliance is still your psychic sword intent. If you can take the sword heart further and cultivate the psychic sword intent to the level of Xiaocheng, your chances of winning will undoubtedly be greater.
In front of him, there is an endless sea of clouds, a vast expanse of whiteness.
At a certain moment, when the morning sun broke out, countless golden lights fell on the sea of clouds. The vast sea of clouds was immediately dazzling, paved a layer of golden brilliance, like a dreamy fairyland.
"Sword!"
When the light covered the entire sea of clouds, Lin Yun seemed to have light blooming in the depths of his eyes, and the burial sword came out and was grabbed by him.
The majestic sword intent is extremely domineering, and the sword contains the edge of cutting all things, going forward and cutting the world.
Click!
Lin Yun swung his sword, and there was a sea of clouds with endless sword light in front of him, and a smooth gap appeared, spreading out continuously.
hiss! hiss!
The endless sea of clouds was torn like a piece of cloth, and the gap came to an abrupt end after torn for three kilometers.
The cracked gap only existed for a moment, and the vast sea of clouds quickly closed, and the sword intent could not survive at all.
"It's still three kilometers...It's really difficult for this psychic sword intent to be promoted to Xiaocheng."
Lin Yun casually tossed it, and buried the foil into the scabbard a hundred meters away. There was a starlight on his head, like snow, constantly falling.
shook his head, Lin Yun sat down again, watching the clouds and listening to the wind.
Let the time pass, and when the sun rises and sunsets, Lin Yun is on the top of this lonely mountain, motionless.
blinked, another five days passed.
Another round of dawn broke out, and the white cloud sea shone with golden light. In Lin Yun's eyes, the process of the golden light falling down was broken down into a set of slow movements, those golden lights, in his eyes, were beating in the sea of clouds like rice grains.
Suddenly, Lin Yun's heart moved and suddenly realized.
Sword intent is psychic, invisible but psychic. But after the intangibles are channeled, they can easily cut off the tangibles like cutting melons and vegetables. Whether it is a mountain, or the earth, or a river, the sword intent can destroy it.
is the vast sea of clouds, which is essentially intangible.
"So that's the case, but I was wrong before. How can I succeed in cutting the sea of clouds by cutting off the tangible? I was wrong at the beginning..."
Lin Yun instantly realized that, immediately raised his hand, and his five fingers held the flying funeral flower.
Without any fancy, Lin Yun swung a sword. This sword did not use true essence or strength. There was only pure sword intent, looking unremarkable, with no light, but the moment it pierced out, it gave people the feeling that the sky was broken, and the sky was cut into a hideous crack.
rumbling!
But the power of this sword is so great that it is unimaginable. It gathers all the endless stars falling from the sky to form a huge star swirl.
There is a bright sword light inside the star swirl, and hundreds of majestic stars revolve around the sword light in all directions. The star swirl erupts with a terrifying power while rotating, Lin Yun At this moment, Jianwei reached an unprecedented level of shock.
The next moment, the sea of clouds 10,000 meters ahead was directly shattered into nothingness by this sword.
Wow!
The majestic star swirl above Lin Yun's head, without the cover of the sea of clouds, bursts out from the top of the Gushan Mountain, and the golden light of the mountains below shines shiningly, just like the endless morning glow that still breaks out of dawn.
psychic sword intent, promotion to Xiaocheng!
Lin Yun took a long sigh of relief. On the top of this solitary mountain, he used Xiaocheng's psychic sword intent to practice the domineering sword.
Run thunder and cut the electricity!
Shocked!
Stars burst!
The morning sun breaks!
Hengduan too!
Blood Town Mountains and Rivers!
Six-style Overlord Sword, in his hand, acted like a ghost, stirring up the anime. For a time, the sky was dim and the earth flashed and thundered. The top of this solitary mountain was like the end of the world, with ghosts and gods coming out.
At the end, Lin Yun slashed the world with a sword, and perfectly integrated these six ultimate moves.
"Have fun!"
Lin Yun closed his sword and returned to its sheath, with a loud shout, like the sound of thunder, the shaking mountains were trembling.
With this Xiaocheng's psychic sword intent, the overlord sword that was originally difficult to tame like a beast, is in Lin Yun's hand like an arm, with ease.
A fusion of six ultimate moves, no one knows how terrifying this sword move is, except for Lin Yun. In addition to this tyrant slashing the world, he also has a more terrifying hole card, that is, the sword has broken the mountains and rivers.
Whether it is the dust sword technique or the overlord sword left behind by Jian Wuming, it is enough to win the Southern Territory.
But Lin Yun went further. In these two swordsmanships, he created two sword moves that belonged only to him, and he will surely usher in his own glory in the feast of dragons.
……
The feast of dragons is approaching, and the entire Nanhua Ancient Region is surging.
Except for Lin Yun, everyone else is also cultivating as hard as sleep and food, in order to shine in the feast.
Mu Jiancheng, in a remote place in the Tianling Mountains, Wu Xiaotian in the Bloodshang Pavilion, sitting on a rock at will.
Boom!
The blood-colored air currents in the air rippling like water waves, permeating Wu Xiaotian's body, in front of him are two demon king demon pills that are contaminated with devilish energy, which are constantly being refined.
The demon evil spirit and demon energy that have been refined countless times in the demon pill are constantly injected into his body like electric light, and the blood energy that is fascinated around him becomes more and more intense, bright and dripping, as weird as demon blood.
After the two demon pills have been refined, the blood all over him suddenly gathered and turned into a majestic blood group.
Boom!
The next moment, the blood mass burned strangely and turned into a raging blood flame. The blood flame was very weird, it looked like a liquid, but the fire was everywhere, and the valley it illuminated was bright red, and everything was covered with a hazy **** flame.
"Blood Flame Demon Jue, the twelve levels are finally completed."
Wu Xiaotian exhaled foul air, his face was calm, without the slightest excitement.
As if no one in this Bloodshang Pavilion has cultivated to the Consummation Realm, the Blood Flame Demon Jue is just a trivial matter for him, not worth mentioning.
Amidst the rare beast tide in thousands of years, Wu Xiaotian abruptly won two king-level demon pills in the fierce competition. When the tide of beasts ended, he simply stayed behind and refining in this Tianling Mountain Range.
Finally, before the feast of dragons comes, two demon pills will be refined, and the blood flame demon will be practiced to the level of twelve levels of perfection.
If the sect elder of the Bloodshang Pavilion knew about this, he would be ecstatic.
Blood Flame Demon Jue is such a marvelous skill, except for the ancestor of the sect, no one can cultivate to the perfect state, and all of them are crazy after ten levels.
Suddenly, Wu Xiaotian thought of Lin Yun. This kid suddenly left before the final battle of the beast tide, which shocked him for a long time.
But for a moment, Wu Xiaotian didn't think about it. The man chose the most difficult path and was doomed to fail.
After he left, many rookies emerged from the thousand-year beast tide, one by one strong against the sky, even he felt a little pressure.
"This year's feast of dragons, I am afraid it will be very exciting, Jiang Ziye, don't let me down too much!"
A stunningly cold face appeared in his mind, and the look in Wu Xiaotian's eyes suddenly became cold. The blood flames behind him wriggled frantically, and then suddenly burst. Within ten miles, everything was frozen, annihilated, and instantly withered.
……
The bitter cold land in the extreme north of the ancient southern China, surrounded by endless ice, among thousands of snowy peaks, a villa stands on the top of the mountains.
This is Beixue Mountain Villa!
North Snow Mountain Villa ranks in the top three among the nine overlords. The sect's background is unfathomable. Compared with the strongest overlord, Ziyue Dongtian, it is only a fraction.
In the Villa, a middle-aged man in blue is sitting on the throne.
This person is the owner of Beixue Mountain Villa.
Behind the throne is inserted one cold sword after another, the sword light is lingering, it seems to be much colder than the snow in the sky.
In front of the middle-aged man in blue, there are many disciples of the sect standing straight in the wind and snow like swords. Before them, a young man knelt before the throne with a respectful and solemn expression.
The young man looked rather young, but he was eighteen or nine years old, but he was strong and terrifying, and he had clearly reached the realm of half a step in the sky.
In addition, what is even more terrifying is the sword intent on his body~IndoMTL.com~ as thick as the ocean, and as fierce as the snow peak, which makes people afraid to wipe his edge.
"Mu Han, you are the most talented in kendo among the younger generations of North Snow Mountain Villa. I have not let you out after raising you for eighteen years. I am raising a sword. If the sword is out of its sheath, it must be. Let the entire southern region tremble, my Beixue Villa is definitely not a mere name."
The middle-aged man in blue clashed coldly: "This time the dragon feast, you have to make at least fifteen."
"Fifteen? My goal is the top ten. If I don’t enter the top ten, everything is meaningless."
The young man kneeling on the ground had a cold face that made people terrifying, and his words were even colder, making people beyond doubt.
咻!
At this moment, a ray of sword light was falling through the vast snow-capped mountains in the flying snow.
Where the sword light passed, all the agile flying snow in the air stopped, as if time had stopped. Even though the sword light had gone far away, the flying snow still did not move wherever it went.
"Brother!"
"Brother is back!"
The disciples of the entire North Snow Mountain Villa saw this sword light, and their eyes were full of excitement. Even Mu Han, who was kneeling on the ground, flashed a solemn color in his eyes.
The middle-aged in blue clothes with a solemn expression also showed a faint smile at this time.
People who can make the entire Beixue Mountain Villa disciples call them seniors, apart from Nangong night jade, naturally there is no one else.
The feast is coming, and the names on the Long Yun list are so impressive that they show up one after another and return to their respective sects.
Amidst the surging undercurrents, the appearance of the Three Kings Seven Yingnan Palace Night Jade is destined to be only the beginning.