True Martial World

When Yi Yun thought of it, suddenly, the huge life in the sky came back and looked at himself. This eyes seemed to have passed through hundreds of millions of years, from the other side of the river of time.

Its amber hazelnuts seem to reflect the whole world.

Yi Yun held his breath and looked at this huge life.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

The loud sound of the heart beating still echoes in Yiyun's ear.

This kind of pair does not know how long it lasts. It seems to be only a few seconds, and it seems like a thousand years. Yi Yun seems to have passed through endless time and space. Suddenly, he feels that all the elements of this space are coming to him.

"You have his breath on you..."

An ancient sound of the sky seems to sound directly in the mind of Yi Yun.

Yi Yun felt the nostalgia in this voice. He immediately understood it. This voice probably came from the remaining consciousness in the demon bone, and the "he" it refers to is the owner of the pure Yang Jian Palace.

These elements are wrapped in Yi Yun. He feels that there is a consciousness hidden in the vitality and carefully observes himself.

Yi Yun hesitated for a moment, and did not resist, but let the other side observe.

After a while, the voice rang again, and the tone was full of emotion.

"I don't think that there are his descendants in this world. Children, you come to my buried bones, maybe you are destined to be in the dark."

Yi Yun got the inheritance of the owner of Chunyang Jiangong in Tianyuanjie. Now he came to the ancient battlefield of Huiwu, and saw the remains of the owner of the pure Yangjian Palace.

But if it wasn’t for Yi Yun’s experience of countless life and death crises, he would not be able to come here if he came all the way.

"You saw the battle with the servant. I didn't expect that your bones are so young, you already have this strength, and you have planted the seeds of the Aoki tree, which is like the choice of God. You have inherited his kendo in this way, and if he knows what is under the spring, he should be pleased..." Blood demon bones continued.

Yi Yun listened to a slight silence, and he asked: "When the younger generation asked the seniors, who is the fighter of the White Moon King?"

"He? He was the one who fought with the Eight Gods in the past. In ancient times, countless people fell because of him, but the people of that year also seriously injured him. But now, He seems to be coming back."

"My time is running out. I have been sleeping, to keep this sense of consciousness. If you don't come, I will keep it for hundreds of thousands of years. It will probably end. You have inherited his will, and in the future you will It will be above the cusp of the times. At that time, even if you don't want to know these things, these things will find you."

Speaking of this, Yi Yun suddenly rushed to the surrounding vitality, and then a scream of the beast that shocked the world sounded. In this snoring, all the vitality slammed into Yi Yun.

Boom!

The fierce impact makes Yi Yun feel like being in the ocean, and in these energies, a drop of bright red blood is wrapped.

This drop of blood is very thick, and from the blood, there is a sound like a thundering heart beat. Hey! Hey!

"This is a drop of all my strength. You are his descendant. I helped him to fight in the battlefield. Now I will help you again. My mission is over."

"senior……"

Yi Yun did not open, this drop of blood fell on his forehead, suddenly like a volcanic eruption, flash floods, the power of terror rushed into the body of Yi Yun, so that he burned the whole person.

For a moment, Yi Yun's body clothing has been turned into fly ash, his skin is quickly burnt red, blood in the blood under the skin, the blood is like a magma.

"Ah!" Yi Yun couldn't help but scream, he experienced terrible high temperatures, but no temperature can compare with the burning in his body at this time!

At this moment, Yi Yun really feels that he will soon be burned to fly ash!

"No, how can I die because I can't bear the chance?" Yi Yunyi's eyes widened, his eyes burning with flames, and his strong unwillingness.

He will never die because of such a thing.

In the unimaginable pain, Yi Yun forced the mobilization of Dan Tian's vitality and began to run the Dragon Emperor.

As soon as the vitality began to flow, Yi Yun’s severe pain increased by one point.

His body is too hot, and he can't flow out of sweat, but a drop of blood is pouring out of Yi Yun's pores.

Soon, Yi Yun became like a **** person.

Yi Yun closed his eyes, and his whole heart was placed on the operation of the Dragon Emperor, no longer paying attention to his own pain.

His body burned fiercely. Gradually, the flames calmed down. Yi Yun's body surface was burnt with a layer of black plasma, and then the skin surface was also covered with a black shell.

I don't know how long it took, the black shell fell off, revealing Yiyun's flawless skin like a jade. The red magma in his blood vessels flows, illuminating Yi Yun's incomparable toughness and being forged to the bones of the beast.

call! Suck! call! Suck!

Yi Yun’s breathing was steady and powerful. He sat there, and his body exudes a terrible atmosphere like an ancient animal. As if he is a real-shaped dragon, he may go to the sky at any time.

I don't know how long it took, Yi Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

At the moment he opened his eyes, a terrible gaze flashed through his eyes.

This gaze seems to blend the images of the universe, blending countless times.

Yi Yun gently spit out a breath, the red magma that surged in his body dissipated the light, and his breath gradually converges.

He stood up, his body slender and well-proportioned, and in this body, the power of the ancient beast was lurking.

The blood of the blood demon bone under the operation of the dragon emperor, and Yi Yun's body is perfectly integrated, and in the cauterization, Yi Yun's body has also been fully forged, like the fine iron polished in the fire.

Yi Yun reached out and waved, and the spirit automatically condensed a white gown on him.

“Predecessor?” Yi Yun called out, and did not get any response, even the sound of the heartbeat surrounded by it, disappeared while he woke up.

Although Yi Yun has predicted this result, when his voice echoed here in an empty voice, Yi Yun still felt a burst of gloom.

He sighed and bowed deeply toward the front.

In the cave of Shenshan, at the moment when the heartbeat disappeared, Baiyueyu also opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of surprises.

She suddenly turned her head and saw that there was a spider web on the rock wall not far away.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Countless dark red gravel peeled off the wall, and a white cloud of Yiyun, like a resurrection, with these broken rocks gently falling, the toes lightly on the ground...