Chapter 52: Evil Formation

A true strong man has no faith.

Six times the thick spiritual energy of the outside world has restored Ling Yun’s injury and increased the sword energy as well. After several months of cultivation, not only has the solidification of the sword soul been improved to a certain extent, but the strength of the sword energy has also reached the peak of the fifth level!

The energy compression of the sixth-level bottleneck was already possible before. Therefore, what he needs now is to continuously accumulate and accumulate enough power to reach the sixth-level!

Just as Ling Yun was still trying to keep his momentum, a space fluctuation suddenly appeared beside him.

Teleportation array!

Compared with the slowly activated teleportation array of the Yunlai Empire, the teleportation speed of this teleportation array is many times faster than that.

A flash of light, Lingyun had disappeared into the cave.

Less than ten seconds after losing weight, he appeared again in a strange and familiar space.

Deathmatch scene!

Before we knew it, a year had passed, and the preliminaries of the Grand Sword Master had begun.

Deathmatch!

Just as he entered the deathmatch scene, several consecutive detection waves swept through him.

The detection power exchanged for merit...

"call out!"

A divine light positioning suddenly emerged from him and rushed straight to Yunxiao, which was clearly visible within a hundred miles!

Ling Yun was silent, allowing these energy to lock himself, and even expelled him.

He lost the God's Book and did not collect it again. It was impossible to drive it away through divine power... It seems that the only thing he can do now is to wait for those strong people to chase him.

The Yunlai Empire has done a good job in defense measures. There are not many people who really know that Ling Yun has magical tools... Although not many, it is definitely not impossible. All the gods have come out. It is impossible for major forces to explore the truth. There is no airtight wall in the world. Whether it is the Sword Master Union, the Glory Empire, the Holy Empire, and the other two level eight civilizations intelligence departments, they are all above the Yunlai Empire. What's more, there are items like Soul-Detaining Pearls in this world.

Therefore, it is a luxury to hide the news of the artifact. Moreover, without exception, those who know this truth are all behemoths who are not inferior to the Yunlai Empire and have a large number of masters.

Human greed was exposed unreservedly at this moment. For the sake of magical artifacts, they could use any means.

Lingyun looked up and silently looked into the distance.

Those detecting the directions of the fluctuations coming.

Swords are originally murderous weapons.

Ling Yun is not hesitant to kill, nor is he afraid of killing. However, the endless pursuit has delayed his time and seriously affected his cultivation progress.

Being chased?

After all, his cultivation is too weak.

Level 5!

Anyone who knows that a great swordsman with level 5 has a magic weapon in his hand will probably not be able to remain calm anymore. Even though he knows that this fifth-level strongman is definitely not an ordinary person, there will still be endless people to try his luck.

The reason why the level 8 civilization is stronger than the level 7 civilization is not only because of the masters, but also because of the possession of the artifact. This shows the value of the artifact.

"If I have the power of a ninth-level holy sword master... Even if I hold a magic weapon and tell everyone in the world, I will still not have the intention of a little guy to dare to attack me." After looking at the Dark Blue Sword in my hand, Ling Yun said silently in his heart.

strength!

Strength is the foundation for survival in this world.

If you don’t have enough strength and have magical tools, then there is only one ending...

Will Lingyun succumb to this ending?

This is a meaningless question.

As soon as the detection wave disappeared, Ling Yun rose into the air, and a sword light quickly formed under his feet, roaring the clouds that cut through the sky, like a meteor, cutting through the sky.

The death scene in the preliminaries was only 1,100 people left. Such more than 1,000 people were completely different from the previous 100,000 great sword masters. After being distributed in such a vast area, it would be absolutely difficult to encounter it in a short time. Even Ling Yun deliberately searched for a wandering great sword master, he would have flew straight for a day before he encountered one!

The sixth-level strongman saw that Ling Yun was only at level 5, and couldn't help but laugh and killed him directly. As a result, he was killed by Ling Yun without any suspense and smashed his space ring, and the items contained in the ring were spilled all over the ground.

Ling Yun glanced at him and took three of the legendary swords.

Not long after killing this sixth-level sword master, several detection waves swept past him again!

In one day, they need to re-determine his position to ensure absolute control.

Absolute control over Lingyun’s whereabouts!

Ling Yun frowned and continued to leave through the air.

In the next few days, those detection fluctuations almost all swept back and forth on Ling Yun. The unscrupulous detection was full of speechless provocations, and it also indicates the approaching of powerful people from various major forces.

One month later.

On a basin, Lingyun looked into the distance.

At this moment, he could even vaguely feel that one of the detection fluctuations was emitted from that direction.

It should be close.

After being monitored unscrupulously for a whole month, Ling Yun not only did not feel irritable as he imagined, but instead became more and more silent.

His eyes glanced at the small lake with a diameter of only five meters in the center of the basin, and suddenly fell towards the center of the lake.

As he approached the lake, the sword element in his body, which had no attributes, gradually began to change. In less than a moment, it had completely turned into a frozen ice energy. Within a light stretch, the ice energy shot into the lake, and the cold air spread. The small lake with a diameter of only five meters immediately emitted a layer of thick ice, and the entire lake was frozen by this ice energy.

After frozen the lake, Ling Yun's dark blue sword stroked the ice surface, and the perfect control technique immediately shook a round pit with a diameter of three meters and a depth of half a meter on the ice surface.

After doing all this, his eyes looked at the four directions of the basin and suddenly rose into the air. The dark blue sword swung out, connecting one sword, and drew more than a hundred sword marks about half a meter deep and different lengths on the ground. These sword marks were centered on the ice pool, spreading in all directions like the claws of a demon, occupying the entire valley.

The sword scars are somewhat chaotic and intertwined, while others are orderly, gathering together to form a pattern full of murderous but extremely strange. The end point of these patterns points almost in all directions entering the valley. Anyone, the moment he enters the valley, is as if he is already locked by the sword scar.

After taking a look at the pattern, Ling Yun slightly modified some details, he came to the sword marks aimed at the end of the valley entrance, took out a legendary sword, waved it with one hand, and drew a bloody scar on the palm of his hand. Then, his fingers were dipped in blood, condensed the sword element, and began to carve a rune with a mysterious aura on the blade of the legendary sword.

It is naturally not difficult to carve what Jian Yuan is on the legendary sword. But what is surprising is that as Ling Yun carved it, the blood stained on his fingers was as if he was pulled by some mysterious force, and it was tightly attached to the sword and did not fall off. Once the runes were completed, they were tightly merged into the legendary sword like a brand, forming blood marks flashing with blood, emitting a strange aura.

"Lingyun, what are you doing!"

Ling Yun glanced at the purple who suddenly appeared beside him, with a solemn color, and withdrew his gaze without explanation. He silently inserted the legendary sword with blood-stained characters into the end of the sword mark. In an instant, the legendary sword was as if it was connected with the sword mark, and at the same time it exuded a solemn and bloody aura!

Zi stared carefully at the blood marks carved on Ling Yun's legendary sword, and then looked at the sword marks on the ground like a formation base, as well as the three-meter-diameter ice pool in the center of the sword mark, and immediately noticed an unreasonable evil from it.

"Lingyun, what are you doing? Arrange the sword formation!?"

Ling Yun controlled his body, forced out a blood stream of essence and blood from the wound again, clamped his fingers into a sword, and carved that kind of runes on the legendary sword.

"Boy, although I don't know what you are doing, I can feel that the sword formation you are setting up now is definitely not a good thing. You advise you to stop as soon as possible."

Ling Yun's eyes still maintained his usual indifference... and a faint murderous intent...

Another legendary sword that carved bloodstains was completed.

"Boy, have you heard this girl talk? I'm telling you to stop, stop, or hear?"

Another detection fluctuation fell on Ling Yun...

This kind of fluctuation has become more and more frequent recently.

Zi glanced at Ling Yun, who was detected by the detection fluctuation, frowned, and immediately understood something.

"There is no other way? At your speed, you can get rid of them. In any case, you don't have to put such an evil formation."

Ling Yun, who was portraying the runes, paused and said in a calm tone: "If I don't do this, I will die!"

die!

What a distant and close word.

Although Ling Yun was conceited! He had not yet conceited himself, and he thought that his power could compete with all the masters below the holy sword masters in the world.

Especially the appearance of Ajiu and Hongye!

God knows how many such masters there are in this world.

One is not bad, the result is...

die!

A strange purple light suddenly flashed in Zi's eyes.

In an instant, she heard a firm murderous intent in Ling Yun’s seemingly calm tone!

When a calm, rational, and indifferent person truly makes up his mind, no matter what you say, it is difficult to shake him.

Especially Lingyun...

Zi shook her head, flashed into a ray of light and threw herself into the Dark Blue Sword.

Ling Yun continued to carve the blood marks on those legendary swords, and the purple disappeared again, and he never looked back.

Carving blood marks is a huge consumption for a person's essence, blood and sword essence. It took him a whole month to portray all 108 legendary swords. During this month, a team of four-person sixth-level masters came to test, but after being killed by him, they calmed down again.

After learning about their true strength, they don’t have to think about it, and they also know that they are waiting for experts from other places to gather and then kill them with a 100% sure blow.

One hundred and eight legendary swords with blood marks were inserted on seventy-two sources and thirty-six fulcrums, like a small sword forest, standing in this valley, emitting a cold and solemn atmosphere.

Ling Yun came to the center of the sword formation - the Ice Pond, sat cross-legged, suddenly opened his mouth, spit out the sword soul in his body, and at the same time spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, completely dyeing the originally light blue sword soul red.

As he sacrificed his sword soul and used the essence and blood as the guide to activate the formation, all the blood marks carved on the legendary swords lit up, and a faint blood light appeared. One hundred and eight blood lights condensed into one, emitting a heart-pounding terrifying aura, like a quietly dormant beast, waiting silently for the arrival of its prey.
Chapter completed!