Chapter 579

The scroll hung in front of Lin Yun and stopped, little by little, slowly unfolding.

After a while, the fierce tiger that had caused Lin Yun a great impact on his heart appeared in shape. When the picture scroll is fully unfolded, and at a cursory glance, the tiger occupies the entire picture, and if you don't look carefully, you won't notice the existence of the Tsing Yi people at all.

To be precise, more people are unable to withstand the impact of such tigers, and they are so frightened that they lose the scroll at the moment of unfolding. In his eyes, there is only a tiger full of the power of a king, like a tiger swallowing mountains and rivers. But the person who really bears the power of this layer of tigers, the picture will change dramatically, the king is powerful, the tiger who can swallow the sun and the moon of the galaxy, and becomes a supporting role in the blink of an eye.

Become quiet and peaceful, close your eyes and sniff lightly, sniffing the fragrance of roses in the palm of the man in Tsing Yi.

The fragrance of flowers is pervasive, and the man in Tsing Yi, who is holding a sword in his right hand and the palm of his left hand, is holding a rose, showing the true face of Lushan a little bit.

Right now, this is the picture that Lin Yun saw, and he has seen this picture countless times. He knew that soon, the flower in his palm would rise, and the man in Tsing Yi would become the absolute protagonist of the painting, but the picture would become more and more blurred.

If you don't have the spirit pattern attainment, you will not be able to see it at all.

Sure enough, but after a moment, the scene in the painting was a little bit foggy, and in the mist, only a figure in green clothes could be faintly seen.

Lin Yun stared closely, and at the same time, the natal soul seal in the Xuan Palace was shining with bursts of light. A faint wedding fluctuation slowly emanated from him.

Where do the flowers come from!

See!

The blur in front of him became clear, and the man in Tsing Yi with the sword was muttering to himself, the rose in his palm gently floated up, holding the sword in his right hand, and dancing in the air.

The flowers fall on the tip of the sword, blooming with dazzling light. At this moment, the people in Tsing Yi are as calm and calm as water. Infinite sword momentum suddenly erupted from his body, many times stronger than the fierce tiger that swallowed mountains and rivers and could merge with the sun, moon and stars.

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

The sword tip rose blooms, thousands of rays of light explode, one side of the world, the streamer is scattered, dazzling than the stars, and can compete with the sun and the moon. It seems that this, when the next sword falls, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers will tremble under this sword.

When he took him to collect the sword, the flowers fell, purple and red, and they competed for beauty.

Suddenly, the man in Tsing Yi looked back and smiled. His gaze passed through the scroll to Lin Yun's eyes, and his gaze was as sharp as a sword, and in a trance, it penetrated the barrier of time and space, making Lin Yun's heart tense inexplicably.

Here it comes!

It was this sword, the sword that was about to break through, and every time Lin Yun couldn't resist it. He couldn't explore the true charm of this set of swordsmanship, and he never knew where this flower came from?

Plop plop!

Lin Yun's heart beat wildly, at this moment, he was extremely nervous, and his face was unprecedentedly solemn. On his forehead, there was even sweat the size of a bean, which seeped out drop by drop.

The apprehension cannot be concealed at all.

There is no way, such a mood can't help Lin Yun's calmness. How many times, I was frightened by this broken sword, and I really can't remember.

This time, he had gained a lot of creation, and he had a great opportunity in that half-path divine pattern.

Whether it is the spiritual pattern attainment, or its own sword power, it is even better. He is no longer what he used to be, and if he still can't stop it, all his efforts will be in vain.

Such failures and setbacks will seriously damage his self-confidence.

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

Click!

There was a sound of the picture scroll exploding, and the man in Tsing Yi looked back and smiled, and the sword came out and jumped in the air. Suddenly, the sky was full of rain and endless mountains and rivers, and he broke the painting with a sword.

Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and when the scroll was completely shattered, there seemed to be a slight crack in this side of the world, shattering into countless small pieces like glass.

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