Chapter 579

The scroll stopped in the air in front of Lin Yun, slowly unfolding little by little.

After a while, the tiger that once caused a great psychological impact on Lin Yun appeared. When the scrolls were all unfolded, the tiger occupied the entire picture, and without careful reading, it would be impossible to notice the existence of the man in blue.

To be precise, more people cannot withstand the impact of such a tiger, and are scared to throw away the scroll at the moment they unfold. In his eyes, there is only a tiger full of kingly power, as if it is a tiger swallowing mountains and rivers. But the picture will suddenly change dramatically by those who truly withstand this layer of tiger power. The king's power is vast, and the tiger that swallows the sun and moon in the galaxy will become a supporting role in the blink of an eye.

Become peaceful and peaceful, close your eyes and smell it gently, smell the fragrance of roses and flowers in the palm of the man in blue.

The fragrance of flowers filled the sky, and the man in blue, holding a sword in his right hand and spreading roses in his left hand, showed his true face little by little.

Now, this is the picture Lin Yun saw. He has seen it countless times. He knew that soon, the flower in his palm would rise, and the man in green would become the absolute protagonist in the painting, but the picture would become more and more blurry.

If you don’t have spiritual patterns, you will be completely unable to see clearly.

Sure enough, in just a moment, the scene in the painting was filled with fog bit by bit. In the misty clouds, only a figure in blue could be vaguely seen.

Lin Yun looked at it carefully, and at the same time, the natal soul seal in Xuan Palace shone with light. A faint wedding fluctuation slowly emanated from him.

Where does the flowers come from!

See clearly!

The picture in front of me became clear. The man in blue holding the sword muttered to himself, the rose in his palm gently floated up, holding the sword in his right hand, dancing in the air.

The flowers fell on the tip of the sword and burst into dazzling light. At this moment, the man in green who was casual and calm and quiet like water suddenly burst out from his body, which was many times stronger than the tiger that swallowed mountains and rivers and could match the sun, moon and galaxy.

The glory of that sword shines on the mountains and rivers.

The roses at the tip of the sword bloomed, and thousands of rays of light exploded. A world, the flowing light dissipated, shining brighter than the stars, and could compete with the sun and the moon. It seemed that when the next sword fell, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers would tremble under this sword.

When he took him to collect his sword, the flowers fell, colorful and colorful, competing for beauty.

Suddenly, the man in blue looked back and smiled, and the smile was lost. His gaze passed through the scroll and met Lin Yun's eyes. The gaze was as sharp as a sword. In a trance, it penetrated the barriers of time and space, making Lin Yun's heart inexplicably tight.

Here comes!

It is this sword, the sword that is about to be broken, which is unstoppable to Lin Yun every time. It makes him unable to explore. The true charm of this set of swordsmanship is never known. Where does this flower come from?

Plop!

Lin Yun's heart was beating wildly. At this moment, he was extremely nervous and his face was unprecedentedly solemn. There was even sweat as big as beans on his forehead, which penetrated out drop by drop.

The uneasiness is completely unconcealed.

There is no way, Lin Yun was so calm that he was so happy that he was so scared that he was so scared that he could not remember it any more.

This time, he got a lot of luck and gained great opportunities in the half-dao divine pattern.

Whether it is spiritual patterns or his own sword power, he has gone up to the next level. He is no longer the same as before. If he still cannot stop him, all his efforts will be wasted.

That failure and heavy setback will seriously damage his confidence.

Lin Yun didn't care much about many things, but as long as it was something he really cared about, no one could compare with him in his heart of victory, his stubbornness and pride.

Click!

The sound of a burst of painting appeared, and the man in blue looked back and smiled, his sword came out, and he jumped into the air. Suddenly, the flowers and rains were everywhere in the sky, and the endless mountains and rivers were broken through with his sword.

Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly. When the scroll was completely broken, cracks seemed to appear in this world, like glass, and they were all broken into countless small pieces. Time solidified and the world was still. Lin Yun's thoughts completely paused, and his upper and lower lips opened slightly, and he wanted to open but could not open, and could not close.

The beating heart came to an abrupt end.

Can't move! Can't breathe!!

Endless fear came from all directions, and in Lin Yun's faint perception, boundless darkness rolled in, and the light of his world was shrinking little by little. In the blink of an eye, the vast darkness was like the silent god of hell that was about to swallow it.

Are you going to die?

hateful!

Lin Yun never expected that even though his own strength was transformed, he was still so shocked when he faced this sword. This made the current situation look a little unexpected, and a deep reluctance rose deep in his heart.

Can't die, can't die, can't die...

But this silent shout was completely useless, and the darkness completely swallowed him up in an instant.

The whole world suddenly became still, and Lin Yun had no sense anymore. He could only feel his consciousness falling down little by little in a certain abyss.

But the moment his soul was about to be completely swallowed by the power of a sword, the Phoenix Feather Soul Seal in the Xuan Palace suddenly burned golden flames. The flames rising from the dazzling light emitted a trace of divine patterns.

boom!

Accompanied by the rising flames, the endless darkness was instantly eliminated by the power of the divine pattern, and Lin Yun's vision suddenly returned to the clear light.

As he saw him, a figure rushed towards him. Lin Yun was shocked. Before he could react, he grabbed his wrist and then pulled it violently.

Wow!

Lin Yun's body had not moved, but he felt that the other party's pulling it seemed to have pulled all his soul and consciousness away from his body.

Just as I was a little confused and looking at the environment around me, two people fell in front of me, one man and one woman.

The man was dressed in green clothes, holding a burial flower in his hands, and a pair of deep eyes, which was as clear as the sky. His delicate facial features were flawless and could not find any flaws. He was as beautiful as jade, with a handsome and handsome appearance, and all the beautiful words in the world seemed to be somewhat inferior to his style when he was on him.

It's him...

Lin Yun murmured in his heart, this is the man in green who he had seen countless times in the painting. But he didn't expect that this person was so handsome, like a banished immortal. Compared to him, the woman next to him made Lin Yun even more moved.

It is a kind of beauty that belongs to the world, simple and unpretentious. At first glance, there is no sense of stunning, but it becomes more and more eye-catching, just immersed in it and cannot extricate itself.

One is an immortal and the other is an ordinary person, but each has its own charm and is not inferior to each other.

Just as Lin Yun looked at it, the man in blue pulled the woman's arm and walked towards him quickly.

"So it turns out that I was not holding my hand just now... I'm not good, I'm walking towards me."

Just when Lin Yun was at a loss, the two of them straightened him through.

Lin Yun was inexplicably stunned and suddenly realized that he was already in the painting. The person in this painting was just a long memory, not a real person.

When he turned around and looked, the man in blue was dancing with his sword while the woman looked quietly, with a faint smile on her face, and she whispered: "Where does the flowers come from?"

Lin Yun heard her voice and was shocked. The sound was like a clear spring and flowing water, and the water hit the rocks, echoing movingly.

The man in green smiled when he heard this, and the sword came out, and the flowers on the ground danced and rose into the air. But there was only a rose, which was unbiased and landed on the tip of the sword.

The moment the rose landed on the tip of the sword, the rose light bloomed, making the flowers in the world pale. The sharpness of the sword, accompanied by the light of the rose, reached a terrifying level, as if the mountains and rivers could be pierced by him with one sword.

"Where am I from?" The smile on the woman's face became stronger and she read it softly again.

The man in blue swung his sword and his body changed. In an instant, no trace of the man in blue could be seen in this world. Only the flower, the rose on the tip of the sword, shattered into countless petals, and evolved into a storm.

Buzzing!

The storm composed of petals burst out in the whirlpool of swords, sweeping the world.

"The empty mountains and rivers are long, and the wind and owls of the wood leaves are everywhere!"

When the storm spread and the sword light reappeared, Lin Yun realized that the man in green had always been there, just hiding himself in the vast sword force. The reappearing sword light burst out with a loud sword roar, and the vast sword force, in the hands of the man in green, surrounded the empty mountains like a river and lake, and lingered endlessly.

The breeze blows by, and there is no empty mountain or water. There is only a few fallen leaves that move with the wind. In the vast world, this fallen leaves are so small, but the fallen leaves are trembling in the wind. Lin Yun’s eyes are bright. This sword is big to small, and it is quiet to move. The change of artistic conception is really amazing.

"The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the silk drizzle is as thin as sorrow!" The woman opened her red lips, and her ethereal voice flew like a tired bird.

The sword was turning, and the vast sword light was like falling petals, dancing and flying; accompanied by a drizzle, the sword light became more and more agile and dense, hitting the raindrops, making a sound of jade breaking, ding dong dong, endlessly pleasant.

"There is nothing in the world, I will give you a white horse hoof!" The woman's voice became firm at this moment, but there were all kinds of tenderness in this firmness, but the world ignored it.

The sword force of the man in blue flying silk shower and the moment suddenly became louder, magnificent and exciting, and boundless domineering.

"I'm coming from heaven!"

Just as the magnificent and domineering sword force was magnificent, the man in blue who had been hazy before suddenly appeared. With a crazy shout, he fell from the sky and swung his sword, killing all the thousands of horses and thousands of troops, endless mountains and rivers.

"The flower comes from the palm of your hand!"

The man in blue swung his hand and the Burial Flower Sword entered the ground in front of him, trembling continuously. He spread his back hand, and a bud was slowly unfolding in his palm. The Burial Flower Sword was tightly attached to his right arm, and he only slowly raised his left hand.

Rumble!

As the buds opened, the terrifying sword intent continued to surge on him, making people unable to open their eyes. The sky and earth were all trembling violently under the sword intent.

"A thought of dust is gone and light is born..."

The buds in the palm bloomed, and the man in blue raised his eyebrows, and the divine light surged in his eyes, and he shouted coldly: "Silhouette the mountains and rivers!"

Suddenly, the light of the flower in the palm of his palm suddenly rose, and the man in green who was shrouded in this light was like a great sun that illuminated the sky and the earth.

A sword heart is transparent and bright. When the dust disappears, it will be a bright sun that shines through the mountains and rivers.

The light became brighter and brighter, making Lin Yun open his eyes. When the sword light that shone through the mountains and rivers rushed towards him, Lin Yun instantly felt a powerful force, which forced him out.

Lin Yun staggered and looked up. The painting that was hanging in the air in front of him was about to fall down with a sound.

He quickly stretched out his hand and the unfolded scroll instantly rolled up, and was held tightly in his hand.

But Lin Yun was speechless for a long time, holding the scroll, stunned and dazed.

After a while, Lin Yun's face showed a look of loss, and his eyes were still immersed in panic.

Where does the flowers start?

Where am I from?

The empty mountains and rivers are long, and the wood leaves are windy.

The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the silk drizzle is as thin as sorrow.

There is nothing in the world, I will give you a white horse hoof.

I'm coming from heaven!

Flowers arise from the palm of your hand!

The dust has passed away in a year and shines on thousands of flowers in the mountains and rivers!

...

The man in blue broke out with a sword, but also gave Lin Yun a chance to explore the painting. However, he never expected that the style of this sword that he had fully appreciated was so shocking.
Chapter completed!