Lin Yang woke up from the state of comprehension of the sword, slaughtered the immortal sword, slowly dissipated the spirit of the sword intent on his body, and returned to the state of calm and detached.
He slowly walked towards the gate of the courtyard. He knew that Qingyun Sect would have an ultimate celebration banquet waiting for him tonight.
Squeaky.
The courtyard gate opened lightly, and in front of him was a hundred-meter-long bluestone trail.
To Lin Yang's slight surprise, on both sides of the trail, 92 Qingyun disciples had already stood firm chests, shining excited eyes, and stood in two rows of people walls.
The moment they saw Lin Yang's figure, it was like seeing the eternal beacon of life, full of reverence and hope, and agitated with excitement and joy.
Lin Yang had already become the idol of all members of the Azure Cloud Sect, and this moment was the moment of worship and the release of joy.
"Respectfully invite Elder Lin to sit here."
At the front of the team, Qin Meng took the lead, smiling like an old child, but his roar was shaking.
"Respectfully invite Elder Lin to sit here!!"
The remaining ninety-two people roared toward the sky, and even more neatly bent over and saluted. All the words and all the gratitude were melted into this ninety-degree gift.
Lin Yang suddenly felt that his throat was blocked.
Rao is that he is steady and steadfast, and at this moment, he can't help being rushed to the heat by this rich and wine-like friendship.
"you… "
He originally wanted to say that Lin Yang couldn't stand this big gift, but when the words came to his lips, it turned into a relieved smile:
"You guys... If anyone falls down without a drink today, I will pour him down myself!"
Hahaha! !
Everyone laughed.
Elder Lin is Elder Lin, there are not so many hypocritical rules, come, today there is nothing else, just a word of drink!
Huh!
The clamors were staggered again and again, like a brave song of a warrior, constantly rippling.
Ha ha!
One after another, the smiles were so cute and moving against everyone's faces stained red by the wine.
Grape wine luminous cup, urge you to drink Pipa immediately.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, Lord Grim, a few people fought back in ancient times.
The grand battle is about to come to an end, and the proud Qingyun stands on the top of the world again. At such a moment, only wine and songs can release the pride in the heart and spread it for nine days.
…
This booze lasted all night.
When the east was white and the morning light appeared, everyone knew that the last moment was coming.
Comrade Qin, the first to step forward, came to Lin Yang respectfully, and handed his destiny card to Lin Yang's hand with a move of spirit:
"Elder Lin, Lao Qin will only serve you in this life. Go and beat that kid severely. I will celebrate your work again in Qingyun Sect!"
Huh!
As a huge life essence entered Lin Yang's sea of consciousness, Qin Meng's body seemed to be fogged, floating in front of Lin Yang's eyes.
The next one is Guo Nu.
He was the first protector elder Lin Yang defeated when he entered Qingyunzong. Now he is full of emotion when he sees that Lin Yang is about to face the ultimate battle.
Huh!
The order was issued, and Guo Anu's figure slowly dissipated, and only the heroic voice echoed in the air:
"Elder Lin, all the people of Qingyun Sect are behind you, come on!!!"
"come on!!"
"come on!!"
Huang Shang and others walked in front of Jungle Yang one by one, carrying out the most plain but heroic farewell.
"Elder Lin, you will definitely win!"
Later, Geng Luming and other young disciples came up to give Lin Yang a big hug. They would aim for Lin Yang all their lives and climb towards the peak of martial arts.
In the end, only two figures remained.
The black and burly Cui Jing has eyes like steel Motian.
"Master!"
The two of them knelt at the feet of Lin Yang in unison.
Both of them were once immature teenagers. Their ruthless destiny made them see the cruelty of the world, the boundless sea of bitterness, and the vast life. Only strength is the only immortal ark across the sky.
Lin Yang, it is this rebirth benefactor who brings power to them.
"Master will definitely be able to win and defeat the bastard Ren Xiaoyao!!" Mo Tian, now the second disciple of Lin Yang, still gritted his teeth with hatred when he mentioned Ren Xiaoyao.
Lin Yang smiled. He didn't expect to be able to resolve the resentment in the child's heart, but instead was willing to let this hatred become Mo Tian's upward growth force.
"Master, we must win!!" Cui Jing is much calmer, and the four words have already demonstrated his unwavering belief in his heart.
it is good! !
Lin Yang waved his hand, and the two disciples disappeared into the air.
The entire ancient city seemed to be completely plunged into dead silence. Everyone had already left the battlefield of Destiny. Only one person was waiting for Lin Yang at the end of the red light rising from the rising sun in the distance.
Ren Xiaoyao, the purple-clothed boy, the world-famous evil monarch, slowly turned around after hearing the movement behind him.
With an evil smile on his face, he looked at Lin Yang who had fallen into the world, and the corners of his mouth were evilly aroused:
"Farewell to your friends?"
Lin Yang replied, "How does it feel to kneel on the washboard of Shengyan Academy?"
In a word, a string of black lines suddenly appeared on Ren Xiaoyao's face.
As an evil emperor of the world, he has become a modest Confucian student who has been educated by a saint since he was a child. This is really a huge joke for Ren Xiaoyao by fate.
"You need to take care of it! Lin Yang, I don't see you in two months, you are itchy."
Ren Xiaoyao grinned fiercely, and a huge evil lion's spirit has emerged.
Today, it belongs to the final battle between him and Lin Yang. Naturally, there is no need to hide any more moves. The start is the magical power of the Nine Changes of Xietian.
bass.
There was a flash of golden light in Lin Yang's hand, and a terrifying long sword with a bright edge was held in his hand.
This sword is three feet eight minutes long and about two fingers wide. It is engraved with mysterious inscriptions and symbols. With a light swing, an endless sword will shoot out in all directions. The sharpness of the sword is actually stronger than that of the former Slaughter Immortal Sword.
Holy soldier!
The real holy soldiers!
Lin Yang actually didn't know where to get a real saint soldier's long sword, but when Ren Xiaoyao saw this sword, his face suddenly showed an expression of sadness again.
"Damn! Lin Yang, you actually used this holy sword to kill me, your damn you are absolutely sincere, don't you want to piss me off!"
"Haha." Lin Yang really laughed this time: "Who asks you to choose some random treasure box when you get the achievement reward, can you blame me for a piece of garbage? Don't let me use this holy sword... You If you are scared, you might as well give up early..."
"Admit your uncle, watch my evil lion claws burst your broken sword!!"
Ren Xiaoyao's mouth was fierce, but his eyes were full of excited smiles.
He rushed towards Lin Yang, the endless evil energy turned into an angry lion roaring to the sky, full of blood, and the sky was full of pride.
His battle with Lin Yang finally came.
"Catch it! I just saved two lion's claws for my food!"
Lin Yang also swung his sword and jumped straight up for nine days. The endless desire to fight fell to the clouds with the edge of the holy sword in his hand.
In this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, there is only the collision of the hearts of warriors, and only the battle of the young supreme.
The future Fire Emperor and Evil Emperor, in the battlefield of Destiny that is about to be closed, bloomed with the most glorious moment of their youth!
…
And while the Destiny Battlefield of the Blue Spirit Realm was blooming with its brilliant light, in the depths of the distant starry sky, a huge starry sky battleship was hovering in the vast sky, like a giant beast, quietly watching The vast space in front of him.
Inside the battleship, a group of strong Xia people in black costumes stood like a mountain.
Their bodies exude unimaginable horror fluctuations, and it is extremely difficult to find a powerful existence comparable to the elite team in front of the entire starry sky.
But at this moment, the expressions of these powerful Xia clan masters are extremely solemn. They cast their gazes on the vast sea of stars in the distance, as if they want to see through the endless darkness, but let them worry about how they are, a huge battleship. But he didn't dare to cross Lei Chi a step.
As if in that darkness, there was a terrible existence that even them would awe.
Time, a little bit passed.
The atmosphere in the cabin was extremely suppressed, and at a certain sudden moment, a golden light suddenly lit up at the end of the distant starry sky.
"carefully!!"
I heard a middle-aged man in the cabin yelling: "Activate the highest-level Xuantian Wall, hurry!"
It was too late to say that it was fast, and less than half a minute after his voice disappeared, the golden light on the horizon had already arrived in front of his eyes.
Wow...
This is an incomparably vast sea of golden fire.
In the sea of fire, every wave is a pure golden sacred flame, like blooming golden peony, and like the ignorant holy light in the eyes of the gods, sweeping across the sky, boundless.
Oh My God! !
Even if the Xia clan powerhouse present had seen the most powerful existence in this universe, at this moment, he was still shocked by the terrifying golden fire in front of him in a cold sweat.
In just a few breaths, the Xeon battleship they were on, built with thousands of holy-level spiritual materials, had been roasted and deformed. If they hadn’t opened the Xuantian Wall defense in time, I’m afraid all the people present would have transformed into Fly ash.
fortunately.
The boundless sea of flames just swept past, seeming to be the aftermath of a terrifying blast, but this seemed even more terrifying, and the aftermath was terrifying so far, God knows how strong the flame power in the center of the blast is.
Gudong.
Inside the cabin, a young Xia child swallowed and turned to the middle-aged man:
"Commander, this... this is that..."
"Not bad!" The commander nodded, "This is the Holy Light Golden Flame, the most powerful and domineering sacred flame in the starry sky!"
Inside the cabin, a sound of inhaling air-conditioning recurred, but someone asked worriedly:
"The son will be fine, right?"
"No!!!" The leader said firmly: "The son is brave and is destined to be on the road of immortality. How can he not get a small strange fire!!"
"Hehe..." As he was talking, a soft and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the cabin: "Uncle Feng, you praise Tian'er so much, it's a pity that Tian'er will disappoint you today..."
Huh.
The moment this sound sounded, all the hundreds of Xia clan powerhouses in the cabins all knelt on the ground neatly like the most loyal courtiers.
"Welcome the son of triumph!!"