Immortal Sword Master

The reddish grid continued to burn and melt, and at this time began to tremble slowly.

The humming sound continued, and it continued to grow louder.

"Humph!"

Lin Xin's eyes were cold, his body flickered, and he rushed out suddenly, slashing in a series of swords towards the fierce fluctuations in the flame.

boom! !!

The place where he struck was exactly the point where Lin Yaoyang was lying, where the place where Dong Shengping had stood.

The moment the blade fell, a golden light burst from the inside. Shatter all white flames.

Jin Guang wrapped around a figure flying out.

At the same time, in the lattice over Song Danhao's side, the place where the four-eared fairy Du Qijun was wrapped was also a golden light.

Two golden lights rose into the sky, dancing in the air in the lobby, exploding.

Huh!

Countless golden light spots have landed one after another, violently conflicting with the white purification inflammation. As the oil ran into cold water, the crackling of countless crackles made the ground tremble.

The golden light exploded, revealing the two people encased in it, which were Dong Shengping, who looked pale, and Du Qijun, who looked indifferent.

Hey!

A beating gold rune was held in Du Qijun's hands, and there was a transparent dragon-shaped roar around him.

"This is also the light of purification?" Dong Shengping couldn't believe it, his eyes were horrified.

"Yes, it is indeed a special effect produced by the power of purification blending into the flames." Du Qijun said in a deep voice. "If I hadn't protected you with the light of the Dragon Rune beforehand, you were afraid that it would be purified by combustion in an instant."

Dong Shengping's throat moved and his face was ugly. He looked down and saw Lin Yaoyang lying on the ground through the golden light and white fire.

"If this is the light of purification. What is the one I saw before? ... obviously the same fluctuations, the same breath !!"

"I don't know ..." Du Qijun shook his head slightly, staring closely at the figure of the green robe below, with a hint of coldness in the corner of his mouth.

"Two of the tokens were stolen by that person. They are still from Bihu Mountain, which is a bit interesting ..."

Lin Yaoyang's vision blurred.

When she was most desperate, she saw the purest flame in the world.

The same familiar light, familiar atmosphere, familiar waves. It's just that the temperature is much stronger than the purifying power of her body.

The white flames scorched the walls and the ground melted, and the sculptures on both sides of the hall quickly collapsed, immersed in the white flames, as if they had never existed, and completely melted.

"Good .... so strong ... !!"

The hot and hot temperature instantly raised the air temperature to one, which can make mortals feel pain just by breathing.

"... This is also the power of purification ?!"

Lin Yaoyang never thought that the power of purification would be overbearing to such an extent.

Compared with this power, her previous purification power is like a little baby girl who has not grown up, and the gap is quite different.

what! !!

A monk from Sihaixianshan on the right screamed and was wrapped and burnt. With just a few breaths, the human-shaped flame he formed quickly diminished and disappeared completely.

The man, along with everything else on him, was burned.

Lin Yaoyang's eyes were blurry, and he looked hard at the pure and pure scene in front of him.

"I saw it all."

Lin Xin stood before her and said softly.

"Brother?" Lin Yaoyang is still in a blurred state.

She looked at Lin Xin, and looked at the terrible burning end of the surrounding scene, and she couldn't believe it.

"You tell me, am I dreaming? You can even be seen in this ghost place. Didn't you go to Bihu Mountain?"

Lin Xin reached out and rubbed her cheek gently.

"You are not dreaming."

"But, obviously, the power of purification is so weak ... how could it be ... how could it be ...!" It was a little choked.

She bit her lip, remembering the scenes of the days she was desperately practicing the light of purification.

Think of the way I've almost despaired.

Suddenly the sight blurred, tears couldn't stop flowing.

"It's okay ... it's okay ..." Lin Xin gently held her in his arms and comforted him.

After carefully examining the injury of the stupid sister, he asked for an injury medicine from Feng Huai and fed the stupid sister.

Then he raised his head, gloomy with a slight killing gaze, staring at Dong Shengping like a hawk.

Dragon runes golden light and purify white inflammation.

The gold and white colors directly divide the central hall into two worlds.

The people of Sihaixianshan, except for the two ear-eared cents, were all burned by the Purified Flame, leaving their bones dead and directly gasified.

Lin Yaoyang was weak and helpless by the monk in Bihu Mountain, looking at Lin Xin who was standing in front of him.

A torrent of white flames rushed out of him. Domineering relentlessly melts away anything that prevents them.

Stone, metal, monk, and even magic weapon.

Except for the golden light in the air, nothing can stop this white sea of ​​fire.

Roar! !!

The Jiuzongren emerged from the trap and seemed to feel a huge threat. He leaped fiercely towards Lin Xin, raising a double-headed fork without fear of death, and wanted to attack from a distance.

The space stagnated, the polar world flickered, and a white flame flowed from the side, drowning several people.

After the flames passed, there were no traces of wine bugs, as if even existence was completely wiped from the world.

Only then did Lin Yaoyang understand that it was not that the power of purification was weak, but that she was too weak.

She turned back and stared at the brother standing in front of her.

That not-so-wide shoulder stood firmly in front of him.

Just as many years ago, his father stood in front of himself, blocking the monster giant tiger.

After a long absence, a strong sense of security came to mind, Lin Yaoyang could no longer support the injuries on his body, tilted his head and fell asleep.

Zheng Rong's eyes flickered at this moment, his expression was extremely excited. He murmured something.

"This is the power of purification! It is the power of all things! From the original great shore, the inheritance of the Wing Sing tribe! Finally saw it! Hahaha! Such a pure power of purification !!!"

Feng Huai is the two of them staring diligently at midair.

Especially the dragon rune beating in the hands of the four-eared fairy Du Qijun. He could clearly feel the tremendous power hidden inside the golden light dragon charm.

"Ultimate!"

Suddenly a bland voice sounded in midair, and Du Qijun suddenly disappeared.

Lin Xin lightning raised his hand and blocked on the right.

clang!

A golden light splashed with a white flame.

"Cut off!"

He snorted, his voice as if shaking with a special force.

The water ripples in the air fluctuated, and Du Qijun was actually blasted out of the pole directly. Retreating dozens of meters, almost hit the sea of ​​white fire.

He reluctantly stabilized his body, staring at Lin Xin with ugly expression.

"Third level airspace! OK! Good !!!"

"Give up." Lin Xin threw away his two swords and deftly marked out the sword flower. "In front of me, you won't have any chance."

His pure white eyes also revealed a faint smile.

"In compensation, I can give you a whole body."

"Big words!" Du Qijun snorted coldly, and the transparent dragon-shaped body around him added another.

This dragon-size, the size of a python, slowly moved around him, making a low growl around.

"Brother Lin, don't take care ..." Feng Huai murmured not far. Here the golden light and white inflammation are pouring into each other, the noise is extremely strong, and he is not afraid to be heard.

But Zheng Rong frowned, beside him.

"Brother Feng, I heard that the human immortals can transcend everything, and the human immortals of the same level can fight in the extremes.

If you do not enter the extreme, you will absolutely not be able to resist. But what happened just now? "

Feng Huai glanced at him. These were fifth-level materials. If he hadn't actively collected them, he wouldn't know.

He also noticed that the other players in the team were mostly puzzled. Simply explained.

"There are also levels in the fifth level. And the third level is an absolute step. Under the same conditions, the fifth level of the third level allows the spirit to enter the extreme alone. As long as the physical body can keep up, it can greatly reduce the extreme. Environment. This is a great advantage. "

He smiled. "Like now, if Lin Shi is willing, he can enter the extreme at any time and place without affecting his goals. In this way, he is completely afraid of any sudden situation. A surprise attack, an explosion during alchemy, sudden The timely recovery of the incident, rescue, etc ... can be applied. "

"And." He took his eyes slightly seriously, "The fifth-order immortals in the third realm have absolute control over the following fifth-orders. Because ... they can prevent their opponents from entering the extremes. , And you can spiritually enter the extreme. "

The words fell, and all the people in Bihu Mountain were silent, and it was not known how their hearts vibrated, but everyone's gaze towards Lin Xin was more or less awesome than before.

Because if it is really like Brother Feng said, then the strong endurance of Qingyuan's decision on the family and the siege below the fifth order will no longer have any meaning for this brother Lin.

Ding Ding Ding Ding! !! !!

In a dense crash.

Du Qijun's palms staggered, blocking the sword curtain flying in front of him. His metal-like powerful palms continued to sputter real sparks, and some small sword marks began to appear on the palms.

The white sword curtain was like a large net, covering him overwhelmingly.

Lin Xin just stood behind the sword and looked at him indifferently, as if looking at a dead man.

"Some skills, what do you think of me?" Du Qijun looked cold, one turned back, his palms were hidden behind him.

Countless black gas threads gathered in front of him like lightning.

"Black domain is wicked!"

A cloud of gray and white mist formed the skull shape ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ snarled and rushed towards Lin Xin.

The sword curtain suddenly encountered the rushing skull's vitality, and the instant of stalemate was directly broken.

The skull was smaller, and continued to pounce toward Lin Xin.

Lin Xin gave in gently and changed positions.

Unexpectedly, the skull actually followed him at a sharp turn.

With a cold hum, the Red Flower Sword suddenly came out of the sheath and was cut off in the air.

Huh!

With the blade of the power of purification, leaving a pale trace in the mid-air.

The Skull of the Mist was immediately chopped and disappeared.

Lin Xin strode towards Du Qijun.

Between the waves, he smashed the two flying skulls. (To be continued.) Enable new URL