rub!

Lin Yun stepped hard on the ground with the sole of his foot, and suddenly jumped into the air, directly into the air.

Encountering such a powerful enemy, Kenshin seemed not to be so invincible anymore, as the opponent was too fast.

Demonic power filled the air, surrounded by silver light, and suppressed the heart of the sword invisibly.

Rub rub rub rub!

The turtle shell on the ground is like a stone with legs, sliding away little by little.

Lin Yun tried his best to deal with the silver-eyed demon spirit in mid-air. In the past few fights, he was defeated in a single encounter, which made Lin Yun aware of the gap between him and the silver-eyed demon spirit.

If this silver-eyed demon spirit hadn't opened its demonic pupil, it might have been possible to fight.

After opening his magic eyes, he is almost invincible in this Xuanwu Heavenly Palace.

Just when Lin Yun was about to lose his support, the sound of a flute came from between heaven and earth. The sound of the flute contained an ancient rhyme, just like the cry of a phoenix, and the notes were surging like a thunderous thunder across the sky and the earth.

The void is like the surface of a drum, with ripples appearing under the excitement of the flute sound.

Clang clang clang!

The sound of the flute is majestic and majestic, sounding like a saint descending between heaven and earth. Amid the changing winds and clouds, the bells of the great avenue resound in all directions.

In heaven and on earth, I am the only one who is supreme!

This is the voice of the Great Sage. It is domineering and heroic. Who else could it be than me?

Clang!

The fiery red clouds filled the sky with the sound of the flute, and a Suzaku with a sacred aura roared over and swooped over with the sound of the flute.

The flames on Suzaku's body were extremely restrained by this demonic power, and actually suppressed the arrogant demonic spirit under Xiaoyin's control.

Lin Yun turned around and saw Mei Zihua stepping under a rainbow bridge, playing the flute and fighting against demons.

The plum painting at this moment has a rich and handsome figure, which has the legacy of ancient immortals. It floats like an immortal and is like an illusion. One person and one flute support the vast and boundless flute sounds of heaven and earth.

After a song, the demon spirit was blown away by Suzaku, with many wounds burned by flames on his body.

Whoosh!

Mei Zihua put down the Dongxiao and said with a smile: "Lin Xiao, do you remember what Mei said before? As long as I'm here, you can't die in this Thunder Palace!"

Lin Yun looked solemn, fearing that this guy would overdo it again, so he quickly said: "Let's go first, this silver-eyed demon is not as simple as you think."

"No problem, I have my own way to deal with it!"

Mei Zihua smiled calmly and was full of confidence. Lin Yun was startled. Where did he get the courage?

boom!

He saw the silver-eyed demon spirit that had been blown away came across the sky again, silver light bursting out of the demon's eyes, and his injuries actually gradually recovered.

Lin Yun's heart was pounding with fear, but Mei Zihua remained calm and calm, saying calmly: "Brother Lin, there's no need to panic, just watch my methods!"

He was very confident. Seeing the demon coming to kill him, he still showed no tendency to give in.

Not even the flute was played, not even the voice of the great sage was used.

boom!

When the silver-eyed demon spirit reached two thousand meters, the plum painting moved. He raised his hand and made a move, and the ancient and incomparable thunder and Xuanwu aura suddenly appeared behind him.

Boom!

In the intersection of countless silver lightnings, the sacred patterns continued to merge, and soon evolved into an extremely thick Xuanwu scroll.

The pressure on Mei Zihua suddenly increased rapidly, reaching an incredible level.

He also has Xuanwu blood?

Lin Yun's pupils shrank sharply, with a look of shock deep in his eyes.

"receive!"

Mei Zihua's outstretched hand waved violently, clang clang clang, a circle of chains spread out around his wrist, and then turned into nine silver chains, imprinted with ancient sacred patterns.

With astonishing speed, he locked the silver-eyed demon spirit's body, causing the opponent to let out a shrill scream, and the demonic light on his body continued to dissipate.

"So strong!"

Lin Yun was shocked. This silver-eyed demon seemed to be extremely afraid of this silver chain.

The thunderous Xuanwu vision behind Mei Zihua continued to inject silver energy into the chain.

boom!

After a while, the silver chain burned with thunder and fire, and the silver-eyed demon let out an even more shrill scream.

The originally swollen body gradually shriveled up, and the demonic light on his body turned into black smoke and was continuously released.

Done!

Lin Yun's eyes showed a look of surprise. During the time when the plum painting disappeared, he should have been looking for this treasure.

Found it in the underwater plaza?

The real treasure of the underwater square turns out to be this chain. This guy is so lucky.

"Brother, I can't hold it anymore, give him a blow between the eyebrows."

While he was thinking about it, Mei Zi Hua, who had just been calm and calm, turned pale, gritted his teeth, and showed an extremely labored look on his face.

But the silver-eyed demon was going crazy, grabbing the silver chain with his backhand and pulling Meizi Hua over little by little.

He was frightened to death on the spot. He no longer had the momentum he had before, so he hurriedly called for help.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and did not dare to be careless.

The soul is like a willow cotton blowing to pieces, a night of cold rain buries the famous flowers. You go and I stay, two autumns.

The funeral flowers are unsheathed, and the sky is full of swords!

Clang!

The Burial Flower took the sheath and came out. With the blessing of Tianqiong's sword intention, Lin Yun controlled it from the air and flicked it out. The blade of the sword moved by Xing Yao reached the center of his eyebrows in an instant.

Phew!

The magic light on Silver Eyed Demon Zombie completely dissipated, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the black magic power on his body passed away at an extremely fast speed.

"Lin Xiao, don't kill him!"

A loud roar came, and Gu Jun opened the tortoise shell.

Lin Yun raised his head and looked over, and saw that the eyes of the silver-eyed demon spirit gradually returned to a clear color, and there was no trace of magic light surging. He was completely a normal monk.

Killed by mistake?

Lin Yun was shocked and said: "Come back!"

The funeral flower was withdrawn, turned into a giant and escaped into its sheath. Whoosh, whoosh, Lin Yun and Gu Jun landed beside the silver-eyed demon spirit at the same time.

Swing, swing!

Mei Zihua took the opportunity to call back the silver chain. His face was as pale as paper and he was extremely weak.

"I never thought that after 100,000 years, we would see descendants of our clan again."

The silver-eyed demon spirit looked at Gu Jun, with a pleased smile on his face. He looked kind, like a sage.

Lin Yun was surprised, what's going on?

"This is the secret technique used by the demon spirit race to assimilate foreign races. It can convert other races into demon spirits, and then plant a magic mark to enslave them for life."

Seemingly sensing Lin Yun's confusion, the old man in silver said with a smile: "However, this method is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and is generally only used on those at the peak of the Holy Realm."

Lin Yun suddenly realized and said with some guilt: "Just now..."

The old man in silver said with a smile: "There is no need to feel guilty. I'm sorry just now. Even if you don't kill me, I won't live long. Living is worse than death. You helped me escape. I should thank you. And the one who uses Xuan Lei Bao

The little brother of the chain.”

Lin Yun nodded, but for some reason he was still a little sad.

"Are the descendants of my clan still alive today?" The old man in silver clothes looked at Gu Jundao.

Gu Jun's expression was filled with vicissitudes of life, and he sighed: "Now all the descendants of Xuanwu are outside the East China Sea. Although the Lei Lei lineage is not extinct, it is also withering. I came here for the Xuan Lei Sacred Code, senior, do you know where it is?"

"Xuan Lei Sacred Scripture..."

The face of the old man in silver was purple with memories, and he said: "Back then, we resisted desperately, but still could not prevent the destruction of the Heavenly Palace. If the Xuan Lei Sacred Scripture had not been taken away by others, it might still be in the Xuan Lei Sacred Pond."

"Xuan Lei Sacred Pond?" Gu Jun looked thoughtful.

"It should still be there. The Xuanlei Sacred Pool is deep inside the Xuanlei Temple, the most magnificent place of sacrifice." said the old man in silver.

He paused and then asked doubtfully: "Is this little brother also a descendant of Xuanwu?"

"He is not, but the Xuanwu secret key to the Demigod Wine Cellar should be with him." Gu Jun said.

Demigod wine cellar?
To be continued...