Chapter 505 Spiritual Vein

Hearing Long Yun's words, everyone reacted and immediately burst out their strongest move at the same time, killing them all in the direction of Long Yun!

The horrible light formed a huge vacuum zone, and all the oncoming magic masters flew backwards in all directions, and some were directly bombarded into a mass of flesh and blood.

Longyun's eyes flashed, and the seven steps of Shenglong were continuously exerted. On the basis of reaching the extreme, the speed soared seven times again and shuttled directly from the gap.

"Everyone keep up and cover Brother Longyun!" Fei Xuan roared, and his figure also flew out of this gap. The long sword in his hand turned into a rolling wave, encircling several magic masters who wanted to kill Longyun.

At the same time, Xiao Leng and others also broke away from the gap and stood in a row at the same time. After Long Yun was broken, everyone tried their best.

The strange sword spirit of different attributes turns into a huge Tianhe, which resists all the magic masters,

Those masters of the Sanhe school thought that everyone was already a turtle in the urn, and there was no possibility of escaping, and they were thinking about how to ask for credit from the strong people in the outer mountains.

It's just that these people's desperate counterattack directly shattered all their dreams. Everyone woke up and saw that Long Yun had gone.

Although he didn't know what he was going to do, he was finally a little worried, and the guys in front of him seemed to be crazy, launching a strong attack on them.

As if he didn't know fatigue at all, he attacked like crazy. The masters of the Sanhe genre wanted to break through their blockade line, but I'm afraid they don't have the ability to do it for a while.

However, Long Yun said that he completely urged the speed to the extreme. His speed completely exceeded the previous limit. Long Yun also knew that the situation was urgent, so at this moment, he was completely running without any scruples.

Even the huge consumption in the body has no time to worry about. Long Yun is running so wildly. The mountain that preserves the spiritual vein is already close at hand. Long Yun can even feel that the pure magic is flowing out of there.

A faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and Long Yun shuttled out like that. His whole body turned into a streamer and electric arrow, and his body had faded into nothingness.

Finally, he has come to this mountain. Long Yun's arm moved slightly and can be faintly seen that in the valley, the winding black magic is like a huge black dragon crawling there.

"This is it!" Long Yun said slightly, and then his body swooped down and fell directly towards the position of the black dragon's head, which was the source of the whole spiritual vein.

At the beginning, the demon gate destroyed the spiritual vein of the right path and used magic qi to infect the righteous spiritual vein, which also made Long Yun have a plan in his mind now. If it is to restrain the attributes of the true spirit of the demon path, it is worthy of counting his power of creation.

As long as you use your own power of creation, invade the spiritual vein, and then combine it with the power of fate, then the spiritual vein will naturally be affected, and the power of creation will directly collapse the spiritual vein.

This is Long Yun's idea. Of course, whether it can be done depends on whether it can actually be achieved.

Long Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was frozen to the extreme. The power of creation had solidified on the dragon scale sword of his right arm. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the dragon head, he had entered the scope of his attack.

Long Yun no longer delayed. A sword stabbed out, and the power of creation turned into a roaring cyclone and poured directly into it. Then, the power of fate was also wrapped in the righteous sword spirit.

However, at this time, a beam of light suddenly roared out of the oblique ground and hit Longyun's sword spirit from the side. Longyun's sword spirit was directly smashed.

Long Yun's arm tightened, and his whole body suddenly shook. Then he stepped back a few steps, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't help looking at the source of strength.

In the jungle, an old figure slowly came out, and Long Yun frowned slightly. On the opposite side was an old man with white hair and a rickety body, which can be described as an old dragon clock.

However, even if the other party is over the age, a strong breath arises spontaneously, and he is actually a peerless strong man in the later period of Tianyuanjing. This level has exceeded the limit that Long Yun can reach, and far exceeds that limit.

Long Yun's heart moved slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The old man did not take action directly, but said slightly to Long Yun: "The right disciple? Unexpectedly, you came here to destroy the spiritual vein of my Sanhe school. Sure enough, you have the courage. Boy, you have the power of creation. Are you a disciple of Shenlong Island, right?

Long Yun shook his head and did not answer the old man's words. He took a look at the spiritual vein behind him. If he wanted to destroy the spiritual vein, he must kill the old man, otherwise he could never destroy the spiritual vein.

However, compared with the old man, Long Yun's cultivation seems to be a difference between heaven and earth and mud, which can't be compared with it at all. Otherwise, it is convenient enough to kill himself.

The old man glanced at Long Yun and continued, "Kid, if you want to destroy the spiritual vein, you are not qualified enough. Leave, for the sake of an old friend of me, and spare your life. If you dare to act rashly again, don't blame me for being ruthlessly!"

Long Yun smiled faintly and said, "Although my cultivation is not high, if I leave like this, I can't do it. The brothers over there have created this life for me desperately. Even if I die today, I will try and get ready to take over!"

After saying that, the dragon scale sword in his hand flew out of his hand, and immediately bit his finger, and a drop of blood floated out and landed on the dragon scale sword suspended in front of him.

The dragon scale sword was originally transformed by a dragon scale of the creation dragon god. At this moment, it was stimulated by the pure blood of the dragon god in the dragon cloud, and it emitted a dazzling golden light. Where the light flows, the sacred breath of horror permeated.

Long Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Changsheng Sword had already been collected back into his body. His hands were folded, and the vast sword roared out and poured directly into the dragon scale sword.

The dragon scale sword, as if resonated by the sword in Longyun's body, began to tremble violently in the air, buzzing, with the power of terror, swarming out around.

The old man's eyes remained unchanged and looked at Long Yun so lightly. Although Long Yun's move was strong enough, it was not worth mentioning compared with the old man's strong strength.

So the old man also knew that no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless. All he had to do was to wait, so that Long Yun could not bear the huge power gap between the two and gave up on his own.

Long Yun finally completed his momentum. His arm suddenly formed a terrible cyclone and shot into the dragon scale sword fiercely. The dragon scale sword trembled like crazy.

Long Yun held the hilt of the dragon scale sword, and a feeling of blood connection suddenly came. The true qi in his body surged to his right arm and stabbed out fiercely.

In an instant, the dazzling light spread crazily around. This sword has reached the strongest blow that Long Yun can send, and it is also his most powerful blow so far.

Long Yun's eyes flashed, and his whole body began to tremble because of the huge power. However, nothing helped. After all, the old man's strength was still too strong.

The old man just slowly raised his palm and pinched it towards the tip of Long Yun's sword. Unexpectedly, he wanted to take Long Yun's sword with his flesh and blood.

Long Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the old man's arm. He smashed all his sword spirit like lightning. There was only a trace left from the tip of his sword, and he completely pinched Long Yun's sword tip.

"Do you think my sword is so easy to catch?" Long Yun's arm filled with a strange light. The dragon scale sword seemed to be alive, and the tip of the sword automatically changed its direction.

Although it was only a slight tremor, it also got rid of the old man's grasp, and the sharpness of the tip of the sword directly cut the old man's finger.

Although the old man had taken back his arm like lightning, he was still cut, and there was a trace of blood on his fingertips. His eyes looked at Long Yun in disgrin.

However, Long Yun's arm could not move in the future. A huge ancient mirror rose behind him, and a terrible breath began to permeate, instantly covering the old man!