Black-Robed Sword Immortal

The monk who caught Lin Yun's eyes is on the right side of Lin Yun, and Lin Yun is separated by three arenas.

Lin Yun is attracted to him because of his clothes.

He wore a black cloak, and his figure and face were all hidden in the cloak, which made it difficult to detect the reality.

Behind him, there is a black coffin on his back.

Lin Yun had noticed this person before, and felt that his cloak was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Now that he saw this coffin, a name immediately appeared in his mind.

Absolute soul!

This person's dress is almost exactly similar to the Senior Brother of Myriad Demons Sect.

Lin Yun has been cultivating in the Yuan thunder world for more than ten years, but the maverick Senior Brother is still fresh in his memory.

Is this person a dead soul?

Lin Yun observed carefully, but found that this person looked exactly similar to Juehun's dress at first glance, but there are actually some differences between the cloak and the coffin behind it.

Think about it, the probability of Juehun appearing here is indeed extremely low.

The innate talent and strength of Juehun are indeed good. They can be called Peak in the entire Spirit Void World, but they can only be regarded as the upper-middle posture in the Yuan Lei realm.

Let’s not talk about whether Juehun has the opportunity to participate in the Lei Guo Banquet. Even if there is, the chance of being able to stand out among the many geniuses in the Yuan Lei realm and enter the top 100 is extremely low.

This person is obviously also a corpse cultivator, perhaps the corpse cultivator likes this dress.

It seemed that he was aware of Lin Yun's gaze, the corpse cultivator suddenly turned his head and looked towards Lin Yun, his gaze stayed on Lin Yun for a few breaths.

After that, he stiffly turned towards Lin Yun nodded.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed, turning his head to look away.

"The challenge begins!"

With a loud shout from the Earth Immortal daoist who hosted the competition, the monks in the audience were all refreshed, and looked at the twenty people on the ring. Monk, be eager to have a try.

But after a long time, no one stood up and took the lead in the challenge.

"Since the Fellow Daoists don't want to take the lead, let me come first."

A white clothed monk stood up, his eyes patrolled on the ring for a while, and Yukong came. Go to one of the arenas.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, please advise."

"haha, I saw Zhu as a soft persimmon! Fellow Daoist, please advise!"

With this Sha Fellow Daoist as the first bird, other monks in the audience also jumped to the ring, choosing the challenger who thought they were relatively weak and had a chance to defeat.

In a short while, battles began on all fourteen arenas, and there were only six monks on the arenas, and no one challenged them.

The monks on these six arenas all showed their intrepid strength in the second round. No one wants to waste a precious challenge opportunity on them.

Lin Yun is one of them.

In the second round, Lin Yun played a fierce battle with Xu Wuji's 720 sword light, and was finally defeated by Xu Wuji's divine light. The strength is obvious to all.

Most cultivators believe that Lin Yun's strength is enough to rank in the top ten. Who would challenge him to find uncomfortable?

Lin Yun felt a little anxious when no one came to challenge herself. He is also ready to take the challenge of the second round to improve his guardian sword dao through actual combat!

No one is challenging this, how can I improve?

It's just that he is useless if he is anxious. If others don't challenge him, he can't force others to challenge him with a sword.

Without any trouble, his gaze once again turned to the mortuary monk on the ring on the right.

At this moment, a monk is launching a challenge to him. The corpse monk summon has produced twelve demon corpses, and they are fighting fiercely with each other.

The challenger is a sword cultivator. Wearing an azure robe, more than four hundred azure sword light are formed between his waves, and he attacks the corpse cultivator.

The corpse cultivator stands on the spot and directs the twelve corpses to form a battle formation against the sword light.

As an Array Master, Lin Yun is extremely sensitive to all Formation. Seeing that the twelve demon corpses are actually forming a battle against the enemy, I can’t help but observe carefully.

The Formation displayed by the twelve corpses is extremely mysterious. As a Rank 4 Array Master, Lin Yun has been observing for a long time, but only one or two of them can be seen through.

This battle array is at least Rank 4 Array!

However, Lin Yun could see that the Formation attainments of this corpse cultivator were only average. Although he commanded the demon corpse to form a battle formation, he could not display the many mysterious changes of the battle formation.

It feels like a bottle gourd.

Lin Yun can't help but regret that this battle formation may be Rank 4 Array, or even higher, but this corpse monk Formation has too poor attainments and can't fully utilize the power of the battle formation.

If he was replaced by him to command the corpse, the power of the battlefield would increase by at least 50% and defeat the sword cultivator with no difficulty.

"Trifling the corpse, the technique of the unorthodox way, dare to come to the Lei Guo Banquet?"

Most Taoist monks don’t have a good impression of the corpse cultivator, neither does this sword cultivator exception.

Although the cultivator of the corpse road is disgusting, as long as it is not a Demon Sect person, everyone in the Yuan Lei Realm will not be screamed and beaten.

It's just not treated by most people.

The sword cultivator ridiculed the corpse monk coldly, pinched the sword art with his hand, and more than 400 sword lights hovered in front of him.

"Thunder sword art!"

sword cultivator pinch sword art, a thunderous sound rang, and more than four hundred sword lights in the air began to flicker violently, and then they burst into debut. lightning.

More than four hundred sword light, instantly turned into more than four hundred thunder snakes, fiercely spitting letters at the monks of the corpse road.

"Sword!"

The sword cultivator pointed forward, and more than four hundred thunder snakes shot out, attacking the cultivator of the corpse road.

Lin Yun can see with keen interest pleasure. The sword art displayed by this sword cultivator is somewhat similar to his own "Nine Heavens Controlling True Thunder Art", and both use swords to guard against thunder.

However, Wei Neng is a bit worse than "Nine Heavens Controlling True Thunder Art".

The thunder technique most restrains the unorthodox way of the blood path and the corpse path. This heavenly thunder snake is coming fiercely, and I don’t know whether this corpse path monk can stop it.

On the ring, the face of the cultivator of the corpse road was hidden by the cloak, and it was not clear how he looked.

However, as can be seen from his actions, he is still extremely cautious about this blow.

The twelve demon corpses formed a battle formation, and the dark, ink-colored rays of light leaked from the twelve demon corpses, forming an ink-colored light curtain blocking the front.

pēng pēng pēng ……

one after another The Thunder Snake hit the light curtain, bursting loudly, making a series of noises.

Under the successive impacts of Razer, the light curtain became lighter and weaker, and finally the peng sound broke apart.

Then one after another Thunder Snake slammed on the corpses, knocking the twelve corpses into the air one after another.

The cultivator of the corpse road is directly exposed to the attack of Razer!

The Thunder Snake struck, and the mortuary monk grabbed the coffin coffin behind him and slammed the coffin coffin to his front.

The huge coffin is like a shield, completely concealing the body of the corpse cultivator.

The thunder snake struck the coffin and was bounced open, causing no damage to the coffin.

When the sword cultivator saw it, he squeezed the method with his hands, and the imperial Thunder Snake bypassed the coffin from both sides, ready to directly attack the corpse monk hiding behind the coffin.

The mortuary monk put his hand on the coffin, mana was injected into it, and the lid of the coffin was slowly opened.

In the coffin, a tall silhouette lies quietly in it, his eyes closed tightly.

It seems that he noticed that the lid of the coffin was opened, the tall silhouette slowly opened his eyes, and two blood-colored rays of light shot out from it.

bang!

The tall silhouette walked out of the coffin and stepped heavily on the ring.

The rich, disgusting breath of the corpse drew from him, permeating the ring.

Lin Yun saw this tall silhouette, but his eyes widened and his eyes flickered.