Sword Dao Alchemy

It should only take a little bit, and that would be the last straw that crushed the Godly Evil Stone.

Of course, this little bit of power must also be extraordinary.

"Qiankun Sword!"

The Qiankun Sword contains an innate extraordinary power.

Lin Yun's mind moved.

The outer heart eye appeared.

Golden light burst out!

The Qiankun Sword whistled out.

"Ding!"

It hit the Purple Frost Sword, and a ray of golden light sank into the Purple Frost Sword.

"Crack!"

Something seemed to break in the void.

The Purple Frost Sword sank into the Godly Evil Stone, leaving only the hilt outside.

"Boom!"

The dark red flames on the entire Godly Evil Stone burst out, whistling wildly, refining the Purple Frost Sword.

Lin Yun retreated quickly, flying like lightning, and retreated to the side of the pavilion in a blink of an eye.

Where the Godly Evil Stone was, the gray-white and dark red flames intertwined, like a huge cauldron, with a mighty momentum.

The blazing power rushed in front of people, making people feel like they were in a furnace.

The old demon rushed out of the pavilion, looking at the raging flames, and dropped the wine glass in his hand in astonishment. The strong aroma of the Monkey King Wine intertwined with the hot air, making it even more comfortable and domineering...

"What...what is going on?"

The old demon asked in horror, his fingers trembling.

"I don't know...maybe I angered the God Evil Stone..."

Lin Yun spread his hands helplessly.

"But...but...why do I feel that the power of the God Evil Stone is declining rapidly?"

The old demon stared with horrified eyes and asked.

"The God Evil Stone belongs to me now! If it declines, it will be heartbreaking, right?" Lin Yun asked back.

"Ah...uh...this...is yours, but if you can't take it away, it still belongs to my Forging Heart Pavilion." The old demon said very embarrassedly.

"Of course...it's useless to me if it declines anyway...you also sold it for money, so even if it ends up being a piece of waste stone, you don't need to feel heartbroken." Lin Yun smiled.

"It seems to be the truth!" The old demon muttered, "It's just... I just lost a way to make money."

"Haha! So you have been using this stone to deceive people." Lin Yun laughed.

"How can you talk like that?" The old demon was a little angry.

"Don't show off your power to me! Wangyue Palace is not easy to mess with." Lin Yun sneered.

Since Lang Yuehui wants to use him, of course he has to do his best to use the power of the tiger.

"Wangyue Palace... No wonder those two guys are so powerful just now." The old demon was a little discouraged.

"Forget it! Anyway, I have made enough money... At worst, I can find another similar treasure."

The old demon shook his head and sighed, turned around and went back to the pavilion.

Lin Yun waited for a moment.

"Sizzle~~~"

There was a sudden explosion in the flames, and the fire instantly broke out to the extreme.

But it only lasted for more than a dozen moments, and just when Lin Yun retreated, it quickly faded.

A ray of light rushed out from inside.

Lin Yun grabbed it, it was the Purple Frost Sword.

The flames that erupted were extinguished in an instant, leaving only a gray area.

As for what kind of changes happened to the Godly Stone inside, it is unknown.

But one thing is certain: it is indeed useless.

When Lin Yun looked at the Purple Frost Sword, he saw two more dewdrops condensed on it.

However, these two dewdrops were like crystal jade beads, as if they were solid.

Now there are eight.

"A piece of Godly Stone was refined, but only two were condensed?"

Lin Yun secretly complained.

The Purple Frost Sword seemed to know what he was thinking, and it shook slightly, with spiritual fluctuations.

"Brother! Be content! These two dewdrops will never dissipate in the future. The other dewdrops will dissipate after use and need to be condensed again."

"So, these two dewdrops are much better than condensing ten ordinary dewdrops for you now."

"What's more, I have also improved a lot."

"Is that so! Then I am satisfied."

Lin Yun smiled knowingly and put away the Purple Frost Sword.

Zhi Lao rushed in with two masters.

Now the evil spirit is too weak, and the impact on them is minimal.

"Ah! Senior Brother Lin... What happened just now? It was so terrifying!"

Elder Zhi asked with a concerned look.

In fact, when the flames inside broke out, he not only did not dare to come in, but also retreated a lot.

"Nothing... I just seemed to move something that shouldn't be moved, and it suddenly broke out, and then I retreated."

Lin Yun said helplessly and frustratedly.

"So that's it!" Elder Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's nothing. Even if there is a loss here, the young master will find it back for you sooner or later."

"Ah! That's good!" Lin Yun's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise: "I lost more than 10 million here. Can Young Master Lang reimburse me?"

Lin Yun's words stunned Elder Zhi and the two martial arts masters.

Lin Yun was simply too greedy and shameless.

After a pause, Elder Zhi finally said awkwardly: "This... Senior Brother Lin, you should talk to the young master yourself! Our words don't seem to be as useful as yours."

"Oh! So that's it! No wonder Young Master Lang said you are useless." Lin Yun sneered.

Elder Zhi and the other three demons were filled with anger, but they were helpless.

Lin Yun had already laughed and walked out.

"Let's go! Changhen Peak, Changhen Peak, how can you call it Changhen if there is no hatred in your heart?"

"No matter what, you just got a few words from me, and I... lost more than 10 million. Can you compare with the hatred in my heart?"

"So, please be considerate of me! You have to ask me to vent..."

Lin Yun's words made the three of them hate each other even more.

Who is this person? He is so shameless.

Sure enough, humans are more cunning than monsters like us.

Only humans can transfer their own pain to us.

However, they only have anger in their hearts.

They dare not speak out.

He could only follow Lin Yun dejectedly back to where the car stopped.

The car sped away.

Everlasting Hatred Peak.

More people gain nothing here and return home with a long-lasting regret.

Like Lin Yun, there are only a few people who return home satisfied.

Back at Wangyue Palace, there was still no movement from Lang Yuehui.

Lin Yun was not in a hurry. The more prepared Lang Yuehui was, the better it would be for him.

Therefore, Lin Yun didn't go there either.

In the spacious and luxurious place provided by Lang Yuehui, he drank, practiced swordsmanship and had fun.

"The gold and jade cup of strong wine from the west wind, I want to drink drunkenly and lie down with the frost sword to urge me.

The cold light looks up to the sky and smiles, why should I return the sword that breaks the sky? "

The sword energy soared into the sky, and the long song was heroic.

A sword and a glass of wine for each person, just for the injustice in their hearts.

Time flies by like water.

Cultivation, on the other hand, is a rising tide.

With a stab of the sword, half of the luxurious palace collapsed.

Lang Yuehui's laughter sounded.

"Senior Brother Lin, whom I haven't seen for a few days, is actually so strong."

With the laughter, the person appeared. Instead of feeling sad that he had collapsed the palace, he took Lin Yun's hand and said, "Senior Brother Lin, let's go practice somewhere else!"

"Very good!" This was what Lin Yun was waiting for.

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