Ye Chunjun's voice fell.

On its body, a vast, surging, and dazzling divine flame emerges, and it condenses into an ancient and mysterious totem. The totem is like a burning sun, dispersing a supreme breath like the source of all fire.

boom!

As he raised the sword in his hand, this ancient and mysterious totem covered the sword, and the sharp blade seemed to come alive, exuding an astonishing divine aura.

This is the spirit of fire!

In the eyes of practitioners, fire virtue is a kind of innate luck, like a god-given power, involving fate.

Among thousands of people, it may not be possible to give birth to a lucky person with "fire morality".

Ye Chunjun is undoubtedly an anomaly.

He was born with the power of fire virtue, and he became the supreme emperor.

This is an imperial scripture deduced from the perfect fusion of one's own talent and Taoism. It can be called ancient and modern!

At this time, Ye Chunjun integrated the power of his natural talent into the sword.

One can imagine how powerful the power will be when this third knife is cut out!

boom!

The sky is turned upside down, the sun and the moon have no light, and in the whole world, Ye Chunjun's body is burning, as if he has become the only light, and the power is enough to shock the ghosts and gods!

In the distance, Lin Xun's eyes were dark and bright, feeling the pressure coming towards him, and he couldn't help but feel a strong expectation in his heart.

Although this sword has not been cut out yet, it is undoubtedly destined to be the ultimate manifestation of Ye Chunjun's moral conduct, and it is a peerless sword tempered by his life's hard work!

Perhaps as he said before, this third knife is the most proud of his life!

Clang!

A melodious roar of the sword resounded, as if it had come from ancient times, revealing the power that reached the hearts of the people.

"The afterlife is unpredictable!"

Seeing Ye Chunjun's robe fluttering and stepping in the air, like a fairy in a knife, his demeanor is detached,

And the sword in his hand slashed lightly.

So casual, simple, without the smell of fireworks.

But when this knife is cut out.

Anyone will be torn apart by the soul, the mind will be split, and the body will feel shattered, as if the knife is a judgment from God.

Like a guillotine!

This is no longer a law in the general sense.

It is a knife that condenses all the talents, spirit, will and vigor of one body, and integrates all the Taoism and wisdom of one body!

Everything in the world has become a foil, only this sword is like a fairy and a god, and it comes to the world.

However

It was this knife that was enough to shake the world, but was blocked by Lin Xun.

clang! ! !

The crashing sound like tearing eardrums resounded in the nine days and ten places, and the terrifying blade air spread, and the sky was torn apart.

But it can't break the defense of Wuyuan Jianding.

However, the terrifying power shook Lin Xun's rock-like figure, causing his whole body to surge with blood and take a step backward.

The void under his feet also collapsed and exploded, and the air waves swept through.

At this moment, Lin Xun couldn't help but be moved, what a tyrannical knife!

In the distance, the void rolled, reflecting Ye Chunjun's handsome figure, but his expression was a little stunned at the moment, as if surprised, but also in disbelief.

The afterlife is unpredictable!

This is the ultimate manifestation of his Taoism. With all his strength, even those senior brothers and sisters who are ranked higher than him in the ancestral court of Yuan Sect have to avoid their edge.

Even if it can be resisted, it will suffer heavy losses!

In the ancestral realm, the differences in cultivation between them are extremely small, and the level of combat power is sometimes extremely difficult to assess.

But Ye Chunjun did not expect that in the same realm, Lin Xun blocked his knife.

No dodging, no flinching.

Standing there from the beginning to the end, as if forever, he abruptly resolved his own knife.

No injuries!

This made Ye Chunjun's tenacious Taoism also produce silent waves.

After the eerie silence, Ye Chunjun couldn't help sighing softly and said with a wry smile, "Brother Lin's accomplishments in this realm are indeed remarkable."

Lin Xun's eyes were deep and bright, and he said, "Anything else?"

Ye Chunjun's third knife made him feel the pressure that he had not seen for a long time. He had not felt such pressure from people in the same realm for many years.

Ye Chunjun was stunned, his lips twitched, and said, "No more."

Then, he noticed that Lin Xun frowned at first, and then there seemed to be a hint of disappointment in his expression.

This made Ye Chunjun so proud and conceited that he couldn't help crying and laughing.

Immediately, he looked solemn and said, "Brother Lin, you have seen my fateful three swords, but this battle is not over yet, I would also like to experience your strongest attack method."

At this moment, Lin Xun's expression flashed a bit of hesitation, and then he said, "Yes."

Ye Chunjun was very puzzled, why Lin Xun hesitated.

Lin Xun wouldn't tell him, no matter whether he used forbidden magical powers or the gate of exile, I'm afraid this battle would not be necessary at all.

He didn't want to suppress this worthy opponent in one fell swoop.

After all, the opponent is rare!

The next moment, Lin Xun's momentum changed suddenly, he stepped into the void, and walked towards Ye Chunjun.

Every step contains extremely strong oppression.

Ye Chunjun didn't feel anything at first, but soon his expression became solemn, and he noticed that the momentum on Lin Xun's body was rising in a terrifying state.

In the end, his body was slightly stiff, and his mind was under invisible oppression.

Ye Chunjun took a deep breath, his robes rattled, and he also worked his way to the extreme, with perseverance and composure between his brows.

Lin Xun was able to block his fateful three swords.

He didn't believe it, he couldn't stop the opponent's supreme attack!

When the distance between the two was only a hundred zhang, Lin Xun slammed his feet, clenched his fists with his palms, and punched silently.

boom!

The world seemed to be unable to withstand the power of this punch, and it suddenly turned upside down.

Looking from a distance, this fist looks like a god in the realm of heaven, wielding the power of destroying the world!

There was a strong danger in Ye Chunjun's heart, and he immediately urged the sword to the limit.

However, this did not eliminate his feeling of being oppressed and about to suffocate.

This changed his expression slightly.

Without hesitation, he activated a supreme and unpredictable defense secret technique.

But at this moment, the accident happened.

A figure suddenly appeared on the scene, the sleeve robe waved, and an immortal divine brilliance emerged, dissolving Lin Xun's punch.

Boom!

The divine radiance splashed, and although the fist strength dissipated, the sudden appearance couldn't help but scream in surprise. It seemed that the power of this punch was far beyond his estimation, so it was a bit surprising.

Lin Xun frowned and stopped immediately.

In the distance, Ye Chunjun said in surprise, "Uncle Mo, you are"

The figure who suddenly intervened was Mo Lanhai with white hair in yellow robe and a feather fan in his hand.

He smiled: "Don't blame me for being abrupt, but time is running out, we should leave."

Ye Chunjun has a strong puzzlement in his heart, even if the time is tight, don't be in a hurry at this moment, right?

And Mo Lanshan has already looked at Lin Xun and said, "Little friend, what do you think?"

Lin Xun said indifferently: "Since the senior made his move, there must be a reason. How do I think it doesn't really matter."

Mo Lanshan heard the alertness and displeasure in Lin Xun's tone, he was not annoyed, and smiled slightly: "Then if I say, let you give up the spirit of order here, then leave?"

Lin Xun frowned, silent for a moment, and said, "Senior did not take action against me, it is already kind, how can I be ignorant? Say goodbye."

After all, he turned away.

Looking at the back of his leaving, Ye Chunjun couldn't help but say, "Brother Lin, wait a minute."

Lin Xun stopped and said, "What's the matter?"

Ye Chunjun's expression was uncertain, and he sighed after a while: "I lost this battle. According to the agreement, I should give up the spirit of order here."

This surprised Lin Xun. He glanced back at Ye Chunjun and said, "You will embarrass that senior by doing this."

There is clearly a thorn in this statement.

But seeing Mo Lanshan laughing, he said: "Chunjun is in a magnanimous mood and acts upright, I am too happy to be too late, how can I be embarrassed."

After a pause, he looked at Lin Xun with meaningful eyes: "It's you, little friend, you seem to have accumulated a lot of anger in your heart."

Lin Xun said calmly: "It's normal to have anger, after all, I came here this time to subdue the spirit of order here, but there is no way, with the seniors here, it is expected that this chance has nothing to do with me, and the seniors have nothing to do with me. If I didn't kill me, no matter how unwilling I am, I have to appreciate it."

Mo Lanshan's eyes flashed with admiration, and said: "Between willingness, there is a basis for advancing and retreating, and with such a state of mind, it is worthy of being a successor."

Lin Xun's black eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately regained his calm. It was not surprising that such an old monster with such a terrifying and unimaginable strength saw through his identity.

He just couldn't figure it out, the other party's attitude towards "Fang inch successor".

After all, in today's Eternal True Realm, the ten immortal giants of the Eighth Heaven Domain have threatened to wipe out Fang Cun's successors one by one.

Mo Lanshan said: "Little friend, what would you think if I told you that the spirit of prohibition and order here is left by an old guy in my Yuan Sect ancestral court?"

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows, under such circumstances, how would he think?

Of course, I don’t dare to think about it, I don’t dare to ask, what else can I do?

Mo Lanshan saw through Lin Xun's mind at a glance, and said:

"This Profound Forbidden Realm is a place of congenital chaos. A long time ago, the old guy from the Ancestral Court of Yuan Sect had trekked here and left the spirit of the forbidden order under his control here, in order to let this The Spirit of Order refines and absorbs the innate chaotic energy in this forbidden realm, so as to realize its own transformation."

"And now, I led Chunjun and the others to come, one is to hone their Taoism, and the other is to help the old guy bring back the spirit of the forbidden order."

After Lin Xun heard it, he believed a little. With the identity and means of Mo Lanshan, if he really wanted to occupy the spirit of order, he didn't have to explain so much to himself.

However, disappointment is inevitable.

"If there is nothing else, the junior will leave first." Lin Xun bowed his hands and turned to leave.

Mo Lanshan stopped him.