Sword Dao Alchemy

"Brother! Let me help you!"

Jiang Huan shouted, wanting to go to the ancestor statue.

Once there, maybe he can use his blood essence and golden order to block the idol and gather the power of the past towards the ancestral talisman.

"Don't even think about it!"

The other Emperor Wu rushed over and formed a two-layer iron barrel array, trapping Jiang Huan inside.

They could not harm Jiang Huan.

But Jiang Huan could not break out from their siege.

Before getting the inherited power from the idol, the power that Jin Ling could explode was only comparable to that of these Martial Emperors.

"Haha~~~Lin Yun! No one can help you, just go to hell!"

The emperor looked up to the sky and laughed, and the short sword Ancestral Talisman in his hand burst out with destructive power and slashed at Lin Yun.

"Stab it!"

The light of the destruction sword struck.

Xiao Lei stopped hiding and jumped out.

The two claws were filled with violent thunder, and they stretched out to catch the dagger Ancestral Talisman that was coming to assassinate him.

The dagger ancestral talisman was unable to move forward one step further.

The two sides were at a stalemate.

"Lin Yun! I didn't expect that you actually have such a high-end gadget?"

"You are so hateful!"

The emperor gritted his teeth and said that Lin Yun's treasure made him jealous, jealous, and even more hateful.

"So, you must die today!"

"Ha! Who will die... Let's see the result!" Lin Yun sneered disdainfully.

"Lin Yun! How dare you slander the Holy Lord like this! You really don't know how to live or die!" The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect suddenly sneered.

"Yes! Half of the ancestral talisman has suppressed you. If the two pieces are combined into one, you will die!" The emperor also laughed.

"Then let me help the Holy One!"

The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect said, also grabbing the ancestor statue with one hand and sprinkling his blood essence onto the statue.

The other hand holds a short sword, the Ancestral Talisman.

This ancestral talisman short sword and the yin and yang in the emperor's hands are the solid foundation of the Fengming royal family.

Now, we have to work together to kill Lin Yun.

"Stab it!"

The ancestral talisman of the Holy Dragon Sect Master's dagger also burst out with destructive power. It seemed that the ancestral talisman in the emperor's hand was a little softer, but it was only a slight difference.

"Haha~~~Lin Yun! Destroy it!"

The emperor laughed and said that as long as the Holy Dragon Sect's main sword was stretched out, Lin Yun would be killed instantly with the combined force of the two swords.

Of course, if the two swords can really work together.

This result is inevitable.

but……

"Pfft!"

The emperor felt a stinging pain in the back of his heart, and a dagger broke through the strong power in his body and pierced his body.

He felt that his life was rapidly passing away.

He looked back.

I saw the smile on the face of the Holy Dragon Sect Master.

"You...why are you doing this?"

"Me! I only listen to Lin Yun..." The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect smiled lightly without blushing at all.

"It turns out...it turns out...you have been his for a long time..." The emperor understood instantly with blood dripping from his mouth.

"You...you...in order to plot against me...what a good plan!"

"He does not hesitate to trample on his own people..."

By this time, he completely understood.

It's just too late.

"call out!"

All his flesh and blood were swallowed up by the dagger ancestral talisman.

The two daggers shone with golden-red light.

With a clang, the two merged into one.

The aura of destruction above dissipated, but the power of supreme majesty filled the air.

The eight Emperor Wu who surrounded Jiang Huan were so frightened that they lost their souls.

The ancestors are one.

It would be easy for the leader of the Holy Dragon Sect to kill them.

"Sect Master, spare your life! We all obey your orders."

They all fell to their knees.

The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect looked at Lin Yun and asked respectfully: "Lin Zun... General, what do you think we should do about this matter?"

Lin Yun looked at Jiang Huan, who was still in a daze, and said, "You should also know that Jiang Huan is the best choice."

The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect hurriedly bowed to Jiang Huan and said: "The Holy Dragon Sect will always be loyal to the Holy One!"

The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect had seen Jiang Huan's bloodline power in the simple ancestral hall, and it was stronger than any of them.

At that time, he understood Lin Yun's arrangement.

Moreover, he only listened to Lin Yun.

Lin Yun liked Jiang Huan, so he naturally wanted to be loyal to Jiang Huan.

Seeing the Lord Shenglong's behavior, the eight Jiang Martial Emperors also kowtowed to Jiang Huan.

"Holy Lord! Forgive us!"

Jiang Huan was frightened and at a loss. He looked at Lin Yun and asked, "Brother! I..."

"Ha! You will also need to employ people in the future." Lin Yun chuckled.

Jiang Huan understood and shouted to the martial emperors who were kneeling at their feet: "Why don't you thank my elder brother quickly!"

The martial emperors were frightened and hurriedly rushed over and fell at Lin Yun's feet.

"General Lin! Please forgive us!"

Lin Yun frowned and glanced at them, a little disgusted, but also helpless.

Jiang Huan cannot be used by anyone. Emperor Wu is an empire's high-end combat power and cannot be lost easily.

"No need to say more! All of you must be loyal to the ancestral talisman!"

Lin Yun shouted coldly.

The faces of all the martial emperors suddenly turned pale.

Loyalty to the ancestral talisman requires hard work.

The heart and blood are controlled by the ancestral talisman, and from now on, he can only reach the realm of the Martial Emperor.

Unless those who control the ancestral talisman show mercy and destroy the mark of their hard work.

And if you want to receive such mercy, you must be loyal enough.

When necessary, he would even sacrifice his own life.

Therefore, to be loyal with your heart and soul means to give everything you have.

They looked at each other, undecided.

The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect said coldly: "General, they may want to follow the late emperor."

"Ha! No matter what choice they make, they will be satisfied." Lin Yun smiled lightly.

He didn't want to waste any more time. He wanted to know what secrets were hidden under this stone.

Hearing what Lin Yun said, the eight Martial Emperors were extremely frightened.

To follow the former emperor would be to let them die.

Better to die than live.

As long as they still have value, Jiang Huan will not abandon them easily.

They can survive.

Boo hoo hoo~~~

They rushed to shoot out their hard work, contaminating the ancestral talisman.

The ancestral talisman burst out with golden brilliance, hitting their foreheads and forming a golden seal.

Then, the golden seal disappeared and was imprinted into their soul consciousness.

"We are loyal to His Majesty and will never betray you!"

One by one, they prostrated themselves on the ground, their buttocks sticking out to their heads.

"Brother! Look..." Jiang Huan looked at Lin Yun.

"You should make the decision yourself." Lin Yun smiled.

"Okay! I listen to big brother!"

Jiang Huan stepped forward and dedicated the golden order in front of the statue of his ancestors.

A ray of light swept over the statue of Jiang's ancestor, and the golden order disappeared.

Then, the ancestral talisman suspended in the air flew over and fell into Jiang Huan's hands.

The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect hurriedly knelt down to congratulate.

"I congratulate the Emperor on his eternal glory and his fame that will be passed down to all generations!"

Although the leader of the Holy Dragon Sect had lost half of his ancestral talisman at this time, he couldn't help but feel dissatisfied.

Lin Yun is his real master.

He must respect what Lin Yun recognized.

"I congratulate you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty rules the world, and everyone is convinced!"

The eight loyal Martial Emperors also congratulated and sang their praises.

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