Sovereign of the Era

Thunder burst of skeletons, burst out hundreds of dazzling black light, that terrible energy to see the people trembled.

In a flash, not only the warriors of Qin, Jin, Chen and Gu, the four big families in Tianling City, looked ashen and cursed. Even other experts hiding in the dark were scared and fled.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The skeletons soared in an instant, the earth moved and the mountains shook. The endless dust rose like a mushroom cloud, and then there was a black light that flew into the sky, which was extremely frightening.

Poop!

More than ten people were killed on the spot. Some of them had already run fast enough, but they were badly hurt by the shock.

In addition to a small number of people safe and sound accident, before those who ridiculed Lin Yun, almost all suffered, extremely miserable.

A thought of heaven, a thought of hell.

Not long ago, this group of people were still laughing at Lin Yun for helping them through the thunder. One by one, they jumped out with sarcasm, as if Lin Yun could not die or be severely disabled.

But the next moment, the scene will instantly reverse, hit the face too fast, many people are in a state of confusion.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

The aftershocks are surging, and there is a huge energy in the air. The sand dunes are buried in the bone, and many warriors who are struggling to fight in the black fog are in a state of confusion. They are holding a breath and trying to resist the ripple of the afterwave.

As for the group of demon bone wolves, they were even more unbearable, crawling on the ground, frightened by the burst black light.

Lin Yun's face is still, but his heart is not small shock, good risk, if he can not touch to prevent being blown up. I'm afraid it's hard for Cang Long to carry it. Even if he doesn't die, his combat power will be greatly reduced.

On the stone platform, the headless remains of the body are still sitting cross knee. After the loss of the head, the skin of the remains instantly rotted, revealing the whole body like a black skeleton. The skeleton is like the material of King Kong God. It still looks very hard and haunts with great pressure.

In his heart, the broken sword is more striking, rusty, and extremely dilapidated.

However, it was a small fragment of broken sword. Many years ago, one blow killed this cruel and cruel star king.

Look at the numerous bones in front of the sand dune. All of them are Jianzong disciples. I'm afraid all of them died in this man's hands.

Xingjun, it's really a fascinating existence.

Even after death, there are still a variety of means, a little careless, it will be the road of ash annihilation.

Lin Yun's eyes swept away, fixed frame in the remains of the purple house, where there is a simple black light Lei Wan hovering. It is the goal of his trip that only the realm of star king can be condensed into a star Pearl.

"Offended."

He didn't have any good feelings for this man. He said a word at will, and then he went forward to take out the star beads.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

For a moment, countless eyes fell on Lin Yun, and his eyes were full of killing intention. It's a star Pearl. It's priceless, but it's going to be taken away by Lin Yun.

Many people are unwilling to kill.

But before the family leaders of the tragic situation, but some people dare not act rashly, one is afraid of Lin Yun's strength. Second, some people are afraid that there is no other means to the remains of Xingjun, and they dare not act rashly.

Whoosh!

Without warning, the seemingly lifeless remains suddenly reached out like lightning. Five bony fingers, like the withered roots of a tree, only clasped the means of Lin Yun.

The speed of the withered bones was quite fast, and Lin Yun did not avoid it.

Lin Yun is covered with purple fog, and the power of Canglong is surging. The terrifying Canglong frightens him out and wants to break free.

He wants to hold the opponent with his backhand and throw out his entire remains.

We can find the ancient remains sitting cross knees, as if the old trees rooted into the ground. What he wants to throw out is not a remains, but moving mountains!

"Damn it!"

But he was surprised to find that he couldn't open it. The fingers of the five skeletons were entangled in the black light.

"Cluck cluck, humble Southern lowly species, also want to seize the tianxingzhu left by me, ready to die!"

There is a strange laugh in Lin Yun's mind, it is a ferocious obsession, which has not been dissipated for three thousand years, which contains a lot of resentment and a strong sense of killing.

"Go away!"

The title of "cheap species in the southern region" made Lin Yun angry. He broke the obsession in his mind with his innate sword intention.

"Ha ha ha ha, be angry, ready to accept the coming of death!"

Before the obsession dissipated, there was a lot of laughter.

Click!

There is a painting scroll behind the remains. It's not a spiritual map, it's just the power of the stars. It's the star power that can be condensed by the strong in the star world. It's a picture of amazing sky, which has infinite power.

Boom! Long! Long!

With the unfolding of the painting, there is a terrible breath leaking out, which makes heaven and earth scared. The black fog on the sand dunes was ignited in an instant, and then it was blown to more than three feet high. The electric light derived from the thunder crackled and flickered ceaselessly, and the power soared.Many of the warriors and demon bone wolves entangled in it were so frightened that they ran away in panic and did not dare to stay any more.

"What is that? It's terrible!"

"It's not the stars, is it? It is said that the strong in Xingyuan realm can directly communicate with the power of the stars. With the stars as the pen and the spirit as the ink, they can wield a brush to break through the demons and draw a picture of the sky shaking. "

"This is too frightening. After so many years of death, you can still sacrifice the stars in the sky?"

"This Xingjun remains are too obsessive, but after all, they have been dead for so many years, and their power is less than 1% of that of those years."

"Even if it's one percent, it's not something Lin Yun can fight against."

Many people saw this scene, their faces were shocked. They really underestimated the horror of Xingjun's remains before. Even though he has been dead for many years, he still contains this great terror, which can be seized by non ordinary people.

As for Lin Yun, many people look rather complicated.

There is just a family leader's lesson, but now no one dares to mock him, but still don't think he can carry it.

Because the scene in front of me is too terrible. The picture is as long as 100 Zhang. The scene in the painting is vast and boundless, and countless stars condense into lines, which are constantly blending and sketching. Indistinctly, can see the outline of a bird fierce beast, like Lei Peng, all over the body flashing the power of Yin Lei.

Lin Yun was caught on his wrist, unable to move, his face more dignified than ever.

The breath of Lei Peng in that painting has some martial spirits, but the stars are diffuse and shining. There are many stars twinkling and rotating constantly in the painting volume, which brings great pressure to people.

Lin Yun feels the breath of death. If the star shaped Lei Peng is completely present, he is afraid to die.

He has some regrets. Now he thinks about the ancient star king in the kushuo sea. It's really kind of him. It's not prudent to let him take it lightly.

When a star king, even a dead star king, when he unfolds the ferocious side, it is not what he can fight against now.

Can't let him completely unfold the painting, Lin Yun eyes in the light burst, the body's 11 dragon patterns are surging up.

Boom!

His skin is like jade, crystal clear, all over the pores open, there is purple mist penetration out. His head is full of green silk, all at this moment, one by one floating up, flashing light.

The purple mist is like the clouds, and the Holy Light lingers.

Lin Yun burst out a roar, clasped the withered wrist with his backhand and pulled it forcefully.

Boom!

A startling explosion burst into the sky, rolling up the wind all over the sky, and the ground was shaking violently. A burst of cracks, like a runaway dragon Python crazy spread out, blink of an eye extended for several kilometers.

He is moving the mountain. He wants to lift the mountain by himself.

The horror scene, the people who saw it were terrified and shocked.

The remains in full view of the public, Lin Yun to lift up, an inch from the ground. But in the blink of an eye, the remains fell down. The sky and the earth shook. Lin Yun vomited out his blood and his face turned pale.

"Failed!"

"It's terrible. At that moment, I thought he could solve the crisis."

"Lin Yun is finished."

This time, the crowd appeared to be much more cautious. After shaking for a long time, they just showed a smile. Obviously, Lin Yun has no way out, and the painting will be fully unfolded. It seems that Lei Peng, born from the star dome, will be born completely.

Can't you?

A dragon pattern contains the power of nine cauldrons. Just now, the power of one hundred tripods was used. Even if it is a real mountain, it will be moved by Lin Yun, but the remains of Xingjun are still.

"Well, ignorance. If you were alive, I'll blow you out of your wits. You're a lowlife from the southern region. You're acting on my remains. I'll tell you, star king can't be insulted! "

That damned obsession, once again in Lin Yun's mind, sneer more than.

Although soon don't want to break the sword, but the star king can't insult five words, still in the mind with the rampant laughter, reverberating.

Star King can't be humiliated?

The situation is extremely dangerous, Lin Yun was injured by the earthquake, it is difficult to think of countermeasures for a time. As soon as his eyes swept, he fell on the broken sword fragment in the heart of the Xingjun remains. Lin Yun's eyes suddenly brightened. This is not a complete Xingjun remains.

He has flaws! Otherwise, he would not have lifted up an inch just now.

Seeing that Lei Peng is about to be born, Lin Yun's thoughts are like electricity, and his eyes are fixed on the broken sword fragment. He thought of the scene in Yanlong mountain. When the purple electricity demon dragon vulture was about to kill, the spirit Master asked him to move the God shaking sword on the Luolong slope for thousands of years to shock back the demon dragon vulture.

"Southern region, Qin Empire, sword Pavilion, Lin Yun, please help me!"

Between the electric light and flint, Lin yunmou center mang rudian, bet!

He gave up the sacrifice of the black dragon armor to carry a hard blow, left thumb pressed index finger, sword lingering, pop up a life essence blood fell on the broken sword fragment.

"What is this guy doing?""When I die, I don't think about how to protect my body. What's the ghost's name..."

"Idiot, I don't know how many years have passed since the fall of Jianzong. How can anyone cover him?"

"A ruined clan, no matter how brilliant it was, has long been no longer glorious, just a pile of waste soil."

"I think this boy is really crazy. Like a silly fork, he even imagines a group of dead ghosts to protect himself."

For a moment, people were puzzled and puzzled. There was more ridicule and sneer, and a trace of schadenfreude, and a look of joy. Anyway, it's none of their business. I'm glad to see Lin Yun in such a mess. After his death, he will fight for the star beads of that day.

You sword slave, don't yell and scream, and go to death at ease!

Many people were looking forward to Lin Yun's death with their hot eyes and ferocious looks.

Bang!

But at this time, the miracle appeared!

The original blood essence which contains Lin Yun's innate sense of sword fell on the broken sword fragment, and the rust of the broken sword peeled off one after another, shining brightly in the world. With or without the intention of going up the sword, he surged up from the broken sword fragments and looked down at all directions, and the king came to the world.

Then, there is an ancient voice across time and space, which rings out in the vast world.

"Eight thousand years of fame and dust, ninety thousand miles of light. The bright moon will last forever, and the sword clan will never die! "

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