He was laughing, and Lin Yun was laughing too.

As they were about to approach, Lin Yun suddenly stopped in the air, just when everyone thought he was afraid.

Lin Yun opened his five fingers with his right hand and pushed forward violently.

The remaining Nine Thunder Emperor Fire in the body was poured into the palm of the right hand, and the next moment, nine chains surged out.

boom!

The sky suddenly darkened, and under the sky, countless lightnings were shattering through the void.

Lin Yun seemed to be transformed into a god who controlled thunder. He shouted in anger: "One hundred thousand lightnings, listen to my order!"

Rumble!

Countless lightnings reflected Lin Yun's face in a solemn way, and the Xuan Lei treasure chain in his palm almost instantly hit the purple-clothed half-saint.

Puchi!

The purple-clothed Half Saint vomited blood and was shaken away hundreds of meters on the spot. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"You dog thing!"

The purple-clothed half-saint cursed endlessly. Behind him, nine thundersnakes were constantly pulled from Lin Yun's palm and rushed towards him.

Such a sound covered the sky and the sun, and there was even a slight slight power of the emperor, and the purple-clothed half-saint's face turned pale.

Bang bang bang bang!

He used all his strength and kept using various killer moves, but he was still repelled from the spot.

The nine thunderstorms spread to a huge size of thousands of feet before they stopped, and at this time he had already been bitten and covered in bruises.

The lightning flashed on his body, and thunder and fire passed through the wound, like poisonous snakes drilling into his body.

The treatment Lin Yun enjoyed when he was experiencing the tribulation that day was repeated, and he immediately screamed in pain.

"Hahaha, come again!"

Lin Yun reached out and grabbed it. Swish, there were nine rays that were thousands of feet tall just now, and they shrank back in the blink of an eye.

The purple-clothed half-saint couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, because the burial flower was still there, and Lin Yun was driving the sword from the air thousands of feet away.

clang clang clang!

He endured the severe pain and finally hit the burial flower with a fierce blow. The purple-clothed half-saint took the opportunity to retreat ten miles away, suppressing the raser in his body with the holy energy.

Lin Yunren was in mid-air, flipped around in the air, and stepped on the sword with his feet.

"The wind is coming!"

Lin Yun's sword was swept across the sky and shouted loudly. Eight winds arrived in the sky and the ground. With the blessing of countless strong winds, Lin Yun's sword was swiftly rising out of thin air.

"Thunder!"

Another loud shout, and lightning under the sky tore through the void.

He masters the will of the sixth-grade Canglong, and Canglong controls wind and thunder. He naturally masters the will of the wind and thunder without comprehending.

With two wild shouts, the thunder and lightning of the sky came with swords and wind.

That momentum, like a god, the purple-clothed half-saint was trembling, and he didn't dare to bet whether Lin Yun could sacrifice the Xuan Lei treasure chain again.

For a moment, a timidity arose in my heart and made a move that no one expected.

He turned around and slipped away!

Everyone was shocked and fell. This half-saint didn't dare to fight again. He was so scared that he fled without fighting by the peak of the Shengxuan Realm.

"This is really boring, I haven't done anything yet."

Lin Yun shook his sword across the sky, smiled at the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked like that, making people grit their teeth.

"This guy is really good at pretending." Ji Lingfeng cursed with a smile.

"Where is the Canglong!"

Without waiting for everyone to react.

Lin Yun shouted again, and among the rolling thunder clouds, a vast dragon shadow kept wandering, shocking the sky and the dragon roar shocked all directions.

Then he looked down on the Liu family half-saint who was entangled with Mei Zihua. The half-saint's heart looked up and was shocked.

Lin Yun swung his fingers, and a huge shadow of a dragon flew out from the clouds, turning into a dazzling bundle of swords.

And Lin Yun's peak and perfect sword intent turned into a pillar of light and rushed to the sky.

Accompanied by the endless sound of the sky, this finger-blinking magic sword roared into the void.

As the saying goes, the clouds are not my intentions, and I have been blinking my fingers for ten thousand years.

At this moment, Lin Yun, who had broken through the sky, understood the poem more and more heroic, and I was willing to break the sky above the sky.

Ten thousand years is too long, I have to seize the day!
Chapter completed!