Chapter 1150

The battle with Thunder Eagle was nine deaths, but he survived after all.

Even the demons of the half-step Divine Pill Realm can compete with it, and this is the most thrilling battle since it came to Kunlun.

Either way, I won.

Our generation of swordsmen, the blood never ends!

Lin Yun sighed with emotion, he looked at the crimson sunset, and his pride was suddenly born, and the sound of the flute was affected.

The majestic sound of the flute, like the strongest liquor in the world, faces the vast sunset, making people hearty.

After a song, the sunset had completely set, and the sky had darkened.

The two of them raised a bonfire on the ground, and the light of the fire reflected on their faces, flickering and dimming, and from some angles, their temperament was vaguely similar.

"I want to take back my previous words, your Xiao Yin is no worse than a funeral dude. ”

Ye Ziling looked at Lin Yun, her expression was much softer than before.

She had already changed her opinion of Lin Yun a lot, and when she said from the other party, don't bully me Floating Cloud Sword Sect, she looked up to Lin Yun a lot.

"It's okay......"

Lin Yun smiled, Ye Ziling's evaluation was also objective.

The cold wind blew from the distant sea, Ye Ziling's face became quite quiet, and after half a sound, a complicated color flashed in his eyes: "Since you entered the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, I have treated you like that, and you can still take the risk to save me, I am actually quite surprised." ”

Lin Yun put away the purple jade divine bamboo flute, added withered branches at will, and explained in detail what Feng Zhang, Liu Qingyan and others wanted to say.

"How are they?" Ye Ziling asked.

"It's all in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect's station, I told them to stay and not come out, it shouldn't be a big deal. Lin Yun thought about it, with Liu Yuan's prestige, he could still make them obedient.

"But you shouldn't have come, with your vision, you should be able to see that Thunder Eagle is not an ordinary Astral Realm evil cultivator. You can't be his opponent, and even if he is seriously injured, you won't have the slightest chance. Ye Ziling said quite seriously.

"But I'm here after all, aren't I?"

Lin Yun took out the thousand-year-old fire from the storage bag, swayed it gently, and drank it all.

Ye Ziling was a little angry, but after all, she still smiled, as if she accepted it calmly, and said helplessly: "With your temperament, it's strange if you don't come, it seems uninhibited, deep down I am afraid that it will be difficult to accept, I will stay and break off, but you escaped." ”

"Actually, you look good when you smile. ”

Lin Yun looked up, under the bonfire, the smile on the other party's face seemed to melt the usual iceberg.

"I ...... Can't laugh. ”

Ye Ziling sighed: "The Floating Cloud Sword Sect has been getting worse and worse over the years, and the next ranking battle of the Cangxuan Mansion Sect is about to begin, if you can't keep the top three positions, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect will be removed from the Cangxuan Mansion." ”

"Sect Ranking Battle?

Lin Yun was no stranger to the sect's ranking battle, he had known about it in Xiao Yuruo's mouth a long time ago.

It's just that he feels far away from himself, and he doesn't have much sense of belonging to the Floating Cloud Sword Sect in the past, so he didn't deliberately ask.

"The sect ranking battle, which is held once every ten years, determines the ownership of many resources and territories of Cangxuan Mansion. More than ten years ago, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect was still very powerful, but after my father came, it got worse and worse, and he ......"

When it came to the Fuyun Sect, Ye Ziling had a tone of hatred that iron could not become steel, and it took a long time to calm down and say: "My father was in the Desolate Ancient Domain back then, but there was a bit of a turmoil back then, which hit him too hard, causing him to sink for a long time. Indifferent to many things, the decline of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect has something to do with him. ”

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, he didn't expect there to be such a secret.

"He was a very proud person back then, he may not care what others say, but I don't care! I will never allow it, the Floating Cloud Sword Sect will be removed from the Cangxuan Mansion!"

Ye Ziling's expression was firm, and he said undoubtedly.

Lin Yun listened to her explain a lot, and only then did he know that this ranked battle was not as simple as he imagined, and there were actually super sects behind the four sects.

Cangxuan Mansion is located on the border of the Eastern Wilderness, which seems to be unimportant, but in fact, the local strength of various core resources has no chance to intervene.

After this ranked battle, Cangxuan Mansion will only allow the existence of the three major sects.

The deep-seated reason behind it involves the game between the super sect and the Shenlong Empire, if it can, Cangxuan Mansion will not let any super sect interfere.

But obviously this is unrealistic, it can only be tightened step by step, in the past, the ten major sects and Cangxuan Mansion jointly divided the resources.

After this year, there will only be three cases.

"Right now, if you are promoted to the Astral Realm and keep the top three, it shouldn't be a big problem. Lin Yun said, he could feel that the current Ye Ziling was much stronger than before.

"My strength is limited by many things, my bloodline is not suitable for the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds, and this sword technique is still incomplete. Chu Tianhao of the Hanging King Palace, if he cultivates the Hanging King Jue to the highest level......"

Ye Ziling lowered her head, and under the reflection of the bonfire, the green silk covered half of her face, looking a little low.

Lin Yun was silent, he looked through the bonfire, he didn't expect this woman to bear so much pressure.

"Don't talk about me, let's talk about you, the champion of the Ninth Heavenly Road, I'm actually quite curious about you, what kind of treasure is the Road to Heaven. Ye Ziling smiled and shook her hair, very free and easy.

"Treasure land?"

Lin Yun smiled, he stared at the other party, leaned down slowly, and said with a wry smile: "That's not a treasure land, the people who participate in the road to heaven say that they are demons from all walks of life, but in fact they are just a group of poor insects." ”

"They have gone through life and death, and what they ask for is just the starting point of a group of people. I know this very well in my heart, but I still fight for it, I just want to come to Kunlun and look at the backs of those Tianjiao. ”

Lin Yun took a sip of wine, sighed softly, and continued: "The Ninth Heavenly Road, it may be even more miserable, there are ten sides of the battle realm. These people, hehe, they are really a group of bastards, my generation is not even an ant in their eyes, so ** torture and killing, how is it a tragic word, it can be said clearly. ”

"I'm sorry. ”

Ye Ziling didn't expect that the so-called Heavenly Road would be so cruel.

Many of these memories didn't seem very friendly to Lin Yun, and his words made people feel very depressed.

"It's okay, these people have basically been killed anyway......" Lin Yun drank it all and grinned.

Killed!

Ye Ziling raised her eyes and saw that the other party's smiling face looked very pure in the firelight.

But she has also experienced many life-and-death struggles, and she can feel how crazy the killing and gore are under such an understatement.

Lin Yun laughed loudly: "No need to apologize, my generation is already humble, but ants also have the right to look up at the starry sky, I don't need the mercy of others...... I am the spark of the Xuanhuang Realm! I am the leader of the Ninth Heavenly Road! I carry the hopes of many people, and my heart towards the sword will definitely go forward and reach the top of Kunlun!"

Ye Ziling was stunned for a moment, completely stunned, she obviously didn't expect Lin Yun to have such "arrogant" pride in her heart.

The firelight reflected in the other party's eyes, and it seemed that there was a bright light blooming, which was completely ignited by the pride and blood in his heart.

Halfway through, Ye Ziling glanced at his mouth, "My intuition at first glance is really accurate, you are indeed a madman!"

"Hahahaha!"

Lin Yun drank a lot of wine, and when he heard this, he laughed, and said to the other party: "Come, aren't you such a person? ”

"I never drink. ”

Ye Ziling frowned, she really didn't touch wine, even if she knew that this wine was the thousand-year-old fire of the Mo clan.

"Hahaha, drink, drink, I'll teach you the last three swords of the Thirteen Swords of Fuyun!" Lin Yun said with a smile.

"I ......"

Ye Ziling felt ripples in her heart, and she seemed a little overwhelmed for a while, the other party was willing to teach her the last three swords.

"Drink!"

Lin Yun swayed his wine glass, and the sparks of the sun in the cup turned into golden crows and flew out.

In the night, hovering over the heads of the two.

Ye Ziling hesitantly took the wine glass, she took a sip carefully, and was immediately choked, looking powerless and quite uncomfortable.

"Hehe, Miss Ye, who is not even afraid of Lei Ying, is really afraid of drinking. Lin Yun couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.

"Who said I was scared!"

Ye Ziling picked up the wine glass, raised her head and drank it, her face instantly turned a charming burgundy, her heroic spirit that was as cold as frost on weekdays was as tender as water at the moment, and her face was intoxicating.

"Look!"

Lin Yun smiled, grabbed the Funeral Flower Sword, and demonstrated the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds in the open space.

The last three swords, he has not yet cultivated into the transformation realm, and it is more than enough to use it to guide Ye Ziling.

"Outside the clouds, the green mountains, the blue stars!"

"Flowers bloom and fall, the hometown of the country. The sea hangs with a long wind, and a good day is accompanied by a jade flute. The floating clouds are not my intention, 10,000 years!"

Not only that, Lin Yun also told the other party about the mystery of the floating clouds that I didn't want.

Ye Ziling watched intently, the other party's swordsmanship in the night was imaginative, and it evolved into an incomparably vast and majestic artistic conception.

It turned out that what I had made before was all wrong, even if I relied on the Xueyao bloodline to forcibly cultivate the Perfection Realm.

I just touched the floating clouds, and I was still under the floating clouds.

When the swordsmanship dance was finished, Ye Ziling benefited a lot, and he only felt empowered and suddenly enlightened.

She immediately closed her eyes, sat cross-legged, and began to comprehend the mysteries.

Boom!

Lin Yun threw the sword in his hand casually, and the burial sword was exactly the same, and ended up in the scabbard that was standing.

He looked at Ye Ziling, who was shining with a glimmer of light on his body, and purple snowflakes floated out of his body, and a different color flashed in his eyes: "Snow Obsidian?"

Lin Yun's gaze swept away and fell on Ye Ziling again.

There are really a lot of secrets in this woman, and he has deliberately studied all kinds of strange flowers because of the burial of the flower sword.

If memory serves, this flower ranks in the top ten on the list of ten thousand flowers, grows in the land of ice and snow and bitter cold, and is kept in captivity by outsiders and cannot be seen.

It can be called a holy flower!

Lin Yun thought about it, her surname was different from that of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, maybe there was really a secret on her body.

But it has nothing to do with me, Lin Yun smiled and withdrew his gaze.

Tomorrow the elders should come, and they should think carefully about how to deal with these people. Lin Yun was a little distressed, whether to tell the other party the truth, the original stone was swallowed by himself.