Chapter 258 But Smells the Fragrance of Flowers(1/2)
In the empty valley, one man and one tiger, one stalemate, fighting against each other.
Lin Yun's body was in a state of great pain, and his true energy was exhausted, but he held the Burial Flower Sword in his hand without any retreat.
At this time, if you take a step back, you may be indestructible.
The golden tiger opposite was like a small hill, regardless of the blood flowing from his neck, staring at Lin Yun coldly with blue eyes and square pupils.
Neither Lin Yun nor this golden tiger dared to act rashly.
As long as you find a flaw, you will have a chance and will definitely kill the other party.
Compared with each other, Lin Yun's condition is better, although he was hit by the hulk python.
But it is not a fatal injury, it can be dragged on.
Where the snake bites on the golden tiger's neck, blood gushed like a spring. With the injuries left by the demon ape and the blood bear before, it would be a dead end if it dragged on.
But Lin Yun didn't dare to be careless, afraid that the golden tiger would hit him to death.
He saw with his own eyes that the two overlord-level monsters at the sixth level of Xuanwu were beaten to death by the tiger.
With his current situation, he will definitely suffer a lot of danger if he suffers this blow.
No, it won't work if this continues.
If you continue to confront each other like this, neither of you will survive!
Lin Yun stared at the golden tiger and thought to himself that the tiger was quite spiritual and not as violent as an ordinary monster.
perhaps……
With a thought, Lin Yun said tentatively: "Can you understand what I say?"
The tiger blinked, there was a chance!
"I can save you, but this is my expense."
Lin Yun pointed to the wound on its neck, and then pointed to the rose that stood proudly and beautiful as blood.
The golden tiger hesitated for a moment, stretched out its claws without any warning.
rub!
Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and his sword intent was poured into the Burial Flower Sword.
But he found that the golden tiger did not attack him, stretched out his claws and pointed at the Burial Flower Sword in his hand, his eyes extremely calm.
"Did you let me put the sword down?"
The golden tiger lowered its claws, nodded slightly, with a peaceful expression, and looked more like a docile cat.
Instead of one, the king of beasts that is powerfully against the three overlord monsters.
Lin Yun thought for a moment, turned his wrist, his sword faced down, and threw it away casually.
Buzz!
The Burial Flower Sword was inserted a hundred meters away, and the sword body was buzzing continuously.
Instead of pounceing over, the golden tiger squatted down and completely removed the attacking posture.
Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief and pondered: "Then I'm coming up."
Rush!
Seeing the golden tiger, Lin Yun took a few steps and stepped on the tiger, climbing to its neck like climbing a mountain.
I looked at the wound on the neck, which was shocking, rotten and covered with dark spots.
The Blood Dragon Horse was trained outside, and after being injured, it was basically Lin Yun who would deal with it.
Lin Yun treated the wounds on the monster's body and was familiar with it.
First remove the poisonous fangs left by the giant python, then pour the golden sore medicine and tie it with gauze. It is easy to drive and meticulous.
While he was dealing with it, the golden tiger squatting on the ground narrowed his eyes and looked quiet.
After a while, Lin Yun let out a long sigh and finally finished the process.
Whoosh!
Leap down and landed steadily on the ground. Lin Yun looked back. The sun shone on this fierce
The tiger was shining with a soft light, and its eyes were closed, and it was surprisingly quiet.
It's not like a king of beasts, but more like an old man who has a peaceful mind.
"This tiger is not simple."
Lin Yun has seen many monsters, cunning, violent, fierce, and domineering, but has never seen such a unique tiger.
Don't think about it anymore, turn around.
His eyes fell on the three monsters, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, the overlord-level monster at the sixth level of the three-headed Xuanwu.
That is the three inner alchemy containing the king's demon evil spirit, and its value is immeasurable.
The previous Blood Wolf King's demon pill made the disciples of Hunyuan Sect's red eyes and hurt for a long time.
Three king demon pills with the sixth level of Xuanwu are unimaginable.
"I haven't been promoted to the third level of Xuanwu for a long time, and I don't have many resources in my hands, so I can just use it. Maybe three king demon pills at the sixth level of Xuanwu can help me to the fourth level of Xuanwu!"
After all, his cultivation level is not high, and everything is possible after obtaining such a precious demon pill.
However, I have to leave some for Xiaohong. These monsters also have many essences in their bodies, such as the gallbladder of the giant python, the palm of the blood bear, and the heart of the demon ape, all accumulating more than a hundred years of energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon.
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Otherwise, these monsters would not have condensed the kingly demon evil spirit.
The corpses of monsters were extremely huge. Lin Yun worked hard for half an hour before he could finish all the treatment.
In front of him, the three demon pills were like living creatures, containing majestic and heavy blood as blood as rivers, and lingering with more than ten strands of the king's demon evil spirits.
It's far from that, the Blood Wolf King of the Demon Cloud Mountains can match.
clang!
After putting away the demon pill, Lin Yun walked over and pulled the Burial Flower Sword out of the ground, and the sword body immediately confronted.
The golden tiger with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sword in his hand. A trace of fear flashed deep in the blue square eyes.
"It's time to do a good job!"
Lin Yun's eyes flashed and he walked towards the blood rose.
This flower stands proudly, smiling at the decay of all flowers, with endless charm. The petals are crystal clear and delicate, as beautiful as blood, like peerless blood crystals, shining with a bright luster, little dew, just like drops of blood and tears.
Lin Yun went to pick it, but just met, but the flowers shattered like bubbles.
Huh?
I looked at it in a narrow view, and quietly, the flower moved several steps.
Swallowing!
Lin Yun frowned slightly, and his move was like lightning, leaving behind afterimages in the air, dazzling with speed.
But I can never touch this flower, only the fragrance of flowers remains, spreading all over the world.
But smell the fragrance of flowers, you should not play with it.
"interesting."
Lin Yun touched his nose and stopped forcing him.
Only insert the Burial Flower Sword next to it. The Burial Flower Sword feeds on the fragrance of flowers, and it is not necessary to pick it.
Zheng!
The moment the Burial Flower Sword ended into the ground, a dream-like phantom bloomed, and the fragrance of flowers spreading everywhere. Under this phantom, it was like ripples, and the fragrance of the blood rose actually condensed into a dreamy real thing in front of Lin Yun's eyes.
Slight blood-colored ripples filled the air, and Lin Yun reached out to touch it but felt it all over.
Looking at Blood Rose, I saw this proud and independent king of flowers. At this moment, he was leaning on the sword like a little girl.
The sword intent flashing on the Burial Flower Sword continued to increase with the fragrance of the flowers, and the buzzing continued.
Lin Yun pinched his chin and saw this scene, and felt a little novel.
I only heard that the famous sword was given to the beauty, but I have never seen it.
Love the sword like a fool.
Before this flower, he was unwilling to touch it.
The soft footsteps sounded, and the golden tiger slowly walked over, silently.
It looked at Lin Yun with a look in his eyes and a point of meaning.
Lin Yun thought for a moment, stretched out his palm, and the golden tiger also stretched out its furry claws. The sharp claw blade was gently on his fingertips.
Under the slight pain, a drop of blood penetrated.
To be continued...