Under the gaze of the sackclothed old man, the vision on the top of the barren mountain in the distance became more and more terrifying.

Obviously, the ghost fire wrapped in Canglong's blood was gradually being consumed by Lin Yun's sword intent. The breath of the blue dragon's blood radiated little by little, and all these visions were caused by this.

When the blood of the blue dragon really appears in the world, the vision of heaven and earth stirred up will only become more ferocious.

On the top of the mountain, Lin Yun frowned slightly. He did not expect that the refining of the dragon's blood would be so difficult and dangerous.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, the wind whistled, making Lin Yun almost unable to open his eyes. His body, in the face of such pressure, is extremely small, as if it will be blown off at any time.

In an instant, Lin Yun hesitated, and it was not impossible to give up for the time being.

After the cultivation base is further advanced, it is undoubtedly more secure to refine it again.

no!

But in the blink of an eye, the thought of giving up was severely suppressed by him, and there was no trace of existence.

His cultivation base is in the sea of ????withered scorpions, and it is maddeningly advancing, from the Mysterious Yin Realm to the Profound Yang Realm, how defying the sky. It is completely unimaginable to change to ordinary people, and it is unknown whether the physical body can bear it.

As far as he is concerned, it is also because of many karmic encounters that come together, it is possible to have such a speed against the sky.

Now, calm down and think about it, it is still a bit too fast. The so-called pulling seedlings to encourage growth, this cultivation base comes too fast, not necessarily all good things.

A little carelessness will cause the foundation to be unstable, and it must be wonderful.

Not to mention that it is difficult to have a similar opportunity, put it in front of him, so that his cultivation base will soar. Even if there is, Lin Yun has to think about it carefully and dare not act rashly.

For a long time in the future, his soaring cultivation base must be condensed, so that the foundation is as strong as a mountain.

Therefore, this cultivation base will definitely not be able to increase temporarily. Once you give up now, you will not know when you will get the chance to refine it.

No matter how big the risk is, this drop of Canglong blood has to be refined now.

"Are you still insisting?" The old man in linen looked solemn and said softly to himself: "This blue dragon blood is the foundation of the cultivation of the nine transformations of the blue dragon. Without the blood of the blue dragon, it is almost impossible to get started. But this genuine blue dragon The blood, how can the human body easily accommodate, this level is not so easy.

"

When the voice fell, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man, and he was coming.

Seeing the top of the barren mountain, the nether fire wrapped in the blood of the dragon was completely burned out, and there was a huge thunderous sound between the heavens and the earth. A dazzling electric light pierced the sky, as if it was about to pierce through the void, reflecting Lin Yun's face pale.

call out!

Under this electric light, that drop of Canglong blood essence turned into a rainbow light, which escaped directly into Lin Yun's heart. In the blink of an eye, the drop of blood essence took the heart as a point, and countless unclear blood lines were born, spreading on the surface of Lin Yun's body, and then wriggling crazily.

Boom!

Thunder erupted, the barren mountains trembled, and the young man on the top of the mountain let out a low roar that contained pain. From the roar, it could be heard that the young man was in great pain, but he gritted his teeth and held on.

"Since it is dragon blood, it is not melted by human flesh, and it is not easy to get its recognition. If you can't persist, it is not just as simple as a failure of refining..."

The expression of the sackclothed old man did not fluctuate. He had long expected that there would be such a scene.

Why Canglong?

Traveling for nine days, the power of wind and thunder in the palm of his hand, the terror of the flesh, is comparable to an artifact. Its blood contains the soul of the blue dragon, unless the physical body is as strong as the blue dragon, it is simply unbearable.

Fortunately, this dragon's blood was only a drop, otherwise Lin Yun would definitely die.

But even so, it seems that Lin Yun is extremely uncomfortable right now, after all, he is only the cultivation of the Yang Profound Realm. In the eyes of the sackclothed old man, there is no doubt that the ants and the ants want to refine the blood of the blue dragon, which is a bit too reckless.

Speaking of being reckless still gave some face. If he said his sincerity, the old man seemed to be ignorant of Lin Yun.

Roar!

Under the gaze of the old man in sackcloth, the young man shrouded in lightning was struggling more and more intensely. On its body, there is a violent aura that radiates continuously.

Boom!

Lin Yun couldn't sit cross-legged for a long time. Under such torture, his fists kept blasting out. The fist light passed, and the terrifying true essence turned into a strong wind and swept away, shaking the barren mountain.

With such restless and frantic actions, the fleshy body that was about to burst with dragon blood was relieved a little. The roar from Lin Yun's mouth was obviously reduced a lot, and he was trying to get used to this kind of shock, so as to achieve a real fusion.

"This kid, have you had a similar experience before?"

The old man in linen frowned slightly and saw some clues.

It was the first time that Ruo Lin Yun had endured such pain, and the pain had been piercing his lungs long ago, and he shouted loudly. Instead of this, he gritted his teeth and suppressed, waiting for the most violent shock to dissipate.

It seems quite experienced, as long as you endure the initial pain, it will be relatively easy later.

No wonder...

For a while, the old man was thoughtful and understood something.

It is no wonder that after this kid left Daqin, he achieved such success in just three months. He was originally a real dragon, but now he really set foot in this ancient South China region, that is, diving into the abyss and returning fish to the sea, which is destined to be extraordinary.

On the top of the barren mountain, Lin Yun, who gradually calmed down, settled down and sat cross-legged again.

Mobilize all the strength, while running Ziyuan Jianjin, slowly digest the drop of Canglong blood in the heart.

But this calm did not last long, and the boundless thunderclouds in the sky suddenly collided wildly under the blessing of the strong wind. It then rotated at an astonishing speed, and for a moment, a purple-red flame storm formed on top of Lin Yun's head, like a meandering river, falling towards Lin Yun.

"I guessed it wasn't that easy."

Seeing this scene, Lin Yun cursed in his heart. From the beginning of this vision of heaven and earth, he had a bad premonition.

I feel that I refine this drop of dragon blood, it seems that it is not melted by heaven and earth, and it will experience an existence similar to thunder tribulation.

The reason, he is not very clear, just vaguely have this hunch. But even though I had such a hunch, I couldn't help but scolded me when I really saw the purple-red storm falling.

"The key wave is over."

The old man in linen stroked his beard in the distance and smiled faintly, facing the purple-red storm, but it was not strange at all.

boom!

The purple-red thunder fire instantly annihilated Lin Yun. Among the flames, Lin Yun didn't have much to do. You can only rely on your own thick True Essence to wrap your body and try not to be burned to ashes by it.

Lin Yun Ziyuan Sword Art was promoted to the tenth level, although the realm rose faster, the foundation was not as stable as a mountain. But this sword art is quite powerful, and from time to time a chill rises in the body, making him take a breath.

In such a stalemate, Lin Yun's True Qi continued to be consumed.

After half a quarter of an hour, one-third of the real energy in his body was consumed, which was a bit scary. On that day, he fought against the elders of the Yin-Yang Realm Xiaocheng, and the real energy was not consumed so quickly.

Just when Lin Yun hesitated, ready to use his flesh to resist this terrifying thunderbolt.

The sword box on the back kept shaking, and the burial peanut slammed out without waiting for Lin Yun to react. A wisp of sword light, carrying the boundless sword intent, turned into a silver ray that rose to the sky.

Bang!

This sword light instantly pierced through the thundercloud in the sky, and a ray of sunlight fell down the pierced gap.

Click! Click!

Immediately after, more and more gaps appeared, and beams of sunlight stabbed the thunderclouds into pieces like a sword light. In a short time, the boundless thundercloud gradually dissipated, the sun was fierce, and the sky was clear.

The thunder and fire storm on his body, without the blessing of the vision, the power is significantly reduced.

"it is good!"

Seeing this, Lin Yun burst into joy and laughed. All the true essence was sacrificed, and the place where he sat down suddenly had a silver glow blooming, turning into a majestic purple iris flower, which actually swallowed the terrifying thunder fire in reverse.

I want to take advantage of this opportunity, together with the drop of Canglong blood in my heart, to attack the Nine Transformations of Canglong and break the second bottleneck in one fell swoop.

"This sword...!"

The old man in sackcloth, whose expression had never changed, changed slightly after seeing the unsheathed funeral flowers, and a deep strange color flashed in his eyes.

Then his eyes fell on Lin Yun, and after a long time he said softly: "This kid's good fortune is really a lot."

Between the words, Lin Yun's body was full of blood, and the sound of wind and thunder was like a dragon's roar in his body, which was deafening.

It was really successful.

The old man in linen was thoughtful, and said lightly in his heart.

what!

The young man in green on the top of the mountain suddenly turned his head, and the old man let out a small chuckle, and then suddenly laughed.

"Have you found me? You are not qualified to see me now, but if you can be so tenacious and keep going forward, the old man really looks forward to meeting you."

With a slight smile, the old man in linen quietly retreated.

With the wave of his sleeves, not only was the aura of his existence completely wiped out, but Old Ghost Youyun's blood was also gone. Almost as soon as his forefoot left, Lin Yun's figure slowly fell, and his eyes looked around.