Sword Dao Alchemy

"Will he come out?"

The downcast middle-aged man's body was trembling and his lips were trembling.

Back then, he was also completely exhausted after defeating the penultimate swordsman.

Faced with the choice of life and death, he chose to retreat.

After he came out, he regretted and suffered terribly.

But he knew there would never be a second time.

The second time he enters, the difficulty will be greatly increased, and he will not even be able to reach the place he came back to.

This is the pain of his life!

Therefore, he used the influence of his ancestors in this sword cave to change the rules inside, so he could only advance but not retreat.

And the jade card he gave Lin Yun was the only chance, and no one else would have it again.

Of course, it was also because of twenty years of despair that he gave Lin Yun this opportunity.

Now, he didn't want Lin Yun to use that jade card to quit.

Sometimes, quitting is a lifelong setback and your future achievements will be limited.

The difference between genius and mediocrity is just a matter of seconds.

"If I can still be saved, it lies with him."

The desolate middle-aged man sat in front of the cave entrance like a stone statue. Deep in his heart and soul, he was already roaring like the sea.

Whether it's because of hope or deep-seated fear, I don't know.

In short, it is on the verge of collapse.

All it takes is another gentle push.

This person is Lin Yun.

A man came to him quietly and put his hand gently on his back.

If Lin Yun were here, he would definitely recognize this old man as the one he and Shi Lin met.

One pill brought Lin Yun many benefits.

"Han'er! No matter what the outcome is this time, just let it go!"

The old Mu Jianchen said softly, his voice full of care and endless sadness.

His son! I have been dedicated to this for twenty years, and I have already skyrocketed, but...

He was originally in his prime and in his thirties, but he turned into this desolate appearance.

"Father! But I, Mu Xiuhan, am not willing to give in!"

"You are unwilling, but others also have other choices. He can choose to be you, or he can choose to be himself."

"Yes! Whether he advances or not, he will destroy himself."

"Both are destroyed after all! One destroys the body, the other destroys the soul!"

What choice will Lin Yun make?

Lin Yun is currently refining his elixir.

He is different from Mu Xiuhan in that he is also an alchemist.

In terms of alchemy alone, his progress far exceeded that of martial arts.

"Since this sword cave exists, people must pass through it."

"Since it is for people to pass through, it is not a dead end!"

“If it’s not a dead end, there is hope!”

"So, why should I retreat?"

"It doesn't make sense!"

"Unless it's a real dead end!"

"Otherwise, nothing can stop me!"

Lin Yun gritted his teeth. The four Heavenly Dragon Pills had been refined, but there were still signs of the seventh pill pattern.

As for the surrounding sword energy, it turned into a whistling little white dragon, cutting the surrounding air with a crackling sound.

"It's really good! Qingqiong, do you want to have a taste?"

Cang Qiong rushed out, circled around the four pills, and then left resolutely.

The pill at this time was Lin Yun's life-saving pill. Although Cang Qiong wanted to take it, he couldn't.

He knew the danger of that last sword, and just one glance at it made his soul tremble. Although he is a dragon, he is only a dragon who is still in a weak stage.

But the true dragon's innate noble temperament will make the sword regard him as a dangerous enemy, and there will be no restraint in his outbursts.

In other words, the sword can transform Lin Yun into a suitable swordsman to fight according to Lin Yun's strength; and for Cang Qiong, if he goes over to provoke him, the sword will explode with all its power.

Qian Qiong understands, so he only eats pomegranates.

Eight purple star pomegranates, half for each person.

This is also the maximum amount that Lin Yun can bear in a short period of time.

Lin Yun swallowed the four pills together, and then ate them in the sword cave, one person and one dragon.

By the time we finished eating, a storm was rising around us.

It is not possible to stay in the sword cave without restrictions.

A person can only stay there for three hours.

At this point, it has reached its limit.

If he doesn't attack, he will only be reduced to ashes by the surrounding storm.

The last sword has a simple style and is also very heavy.

The carved patterns on it all have extremely mysterious meanings, explaining the principles of the movement of power in the world.

The murderous intent on the sword does not seem to be that sharp, but it is filled with murderous intent that penetrates the soul.

People with weak mental strength will have their souls wiped out after just one look.

Lin Yun did not avoid it. He stared at the ancient sword without blinking. No matter how stormy waves surged in the sea of ​​soul consciousness, he did not give in at all.

Woohoo~~~

The storm struck from around the ancient sword and turned into a huge whirlpool, trapping Lin Yun in it and still shrinking.

Lin Yun didn't have much time left.

When the vortex suppresses him, everything will turn into nothing.

Lin Yun stabbed him with his sword.

The sword energy is so powerful that even a disciple of the Donghai Sword Sect at the second level of Feitian Realm can be killed easily.

Sensing the impact, the ancient sword shook slightly, and a purple-robed swordsman appeared. Holding the ancient sword, he shook it lightly, and the violent force crushed over. The air turned into layers, easily crushing Lin Yun's sharp sword light.

The purple-robed swordsman's majesty, like an emperor, pressed down, descended into the depths of people's souls, making people kneel down instantly, worship, and then easily destroy your soul.

Lin Yun had a terrible headache, desperately resisting the terrifying pressure, not letting himself kneel down, and raised his sword.

"No matter what I say, I will not kneel down, even if I die, I will stand!"

Lin Yun gritted his teeth and insisted, feeling that the bones in his body were about to be crushed, and blood was flowing from his eyes, mouth and nose.

In the sea of ​​soul consciousness, the invisible sword intent of the purple-robed swordsman was whistling and shuttled, trying to destroy Lin Yun's soul.

At this time, it was a confrontation between soul and will.

"Heh! Boy! Not bad! You still dare to raise your sword to me in this situation!"

"I admire you! But, you offended my majesty. If you kneel down, I might let you go!"

"Now! I'll let you die!"

The purple-clothed swordsman actually spoke, and he was a little angry.

Although this is just a projection, he also has a temper.

He is not a broad-minded person.

Hearing this, Lin Yun felt a little desperate.

At this time, people don't care about the rules.

A more terrifying storm rippled around the purple-clothed swordsman, strangling Lin Yun.

"Zi Yi! How many years have passed, why are you still so stingy!"

Suddenly, there was another mental fluctuation, and Lin Yun felt that the stone given to him by Elder Hai broke, and a sword energy rushed out from it.

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