This kind of inspiration made him feel a lot more energetic, and he secretly said in surprise in his heart: "It seems that this mural really has another mystery." ”

However, when he rubbed his eyes and watched again, the picture returned to its original state.

He pondered for a while, raised his hand to take a ball of spiritual liquid from the spring, let it levitate in front of him, and then looked at the mural through the spiritual liquid, and under the smoke drifting, he saw the scene of an old man in a green robe concentrating on cultivation, sometimes the old man raised his arms in front of the (shēn) to draw a circle, sometimes put his hands together in front of (shēn), sometimes (shēn) in a shape to stand up and kick his feet, sometimes (shēn) body to jump in the air.

Every movement of the old man caused everything around him to swing with him, and the endless spiritual power above it was used by him.

Luo Yan looked into the gods, and his (shēn) body also moved,

At some point, the sun had entered the water, and night had fallen, and the seven huge white fluorites placed by someone in the valley now emitted a soft light, giving people a sense of tranquility and beauty.

A cool breeze blew, bringing a shower, and the full raindrops hit the mural, splashing plum blossoms, and giving people the feeling that someone was resisting the thunderstorm under the black oppressive dark clouds.

Falling lightning exploded on the ground, pushing the dirt in all directions.

Slowly, the wet mural turned into a book of heaven again, and many strange patterns of unevenness appeared densely on it, as if someone was practicing exercises, tossing and turning, and some patterns were more like some words, but they were constantly changing, Luo Yan couldn't read them together for a while, and could only remember isolated characters one by one.

As the environment changed, so did the qíng scene shown on the mural, and Luo Yan had forgotten whether he was looking at the picture in the real world or concentrating on cultivation in the world in the painting.

In this way, seven days passed unconsciously, and the scenery in the painting changed one after another, and the three sacred beasts on the side of Luo Yan (shēn) did not leave, and they had been looking at the mural intently, as if they also had a lot of feelings, but it was unknown what they saw.

At this time, Song Jiayu, standing in front of the first mural, saw the vast and boundless sea and the rushing and roaring waves. In the midst of the waves, there is a gray carp more than two feet long, which is tenaciously fighting the wind and waves.

As soon as her small body (jiāo) emerged from the water, it was swept back into the water by the big waves that had been stirred up, and when she tried to hide her body in the deep sea, she was tossed high into the air by the huge waves.

Song Jiayu felt as if her body had become one with the carp, and fell under the stormy waves, and the upturned sea water was like a torrent pouring down from a cliff, splashing on the rocks below with a splash of more than ten zhang high, peeling off the scales on the surface of her body.

The thunderous sound shook her to the point of fainting, but with that strong will and never-give-up spirit, she supported herself on the boiling sea

, constantly fighting, let those thousands of water beasts that rushed out of the cage crush from the (shēn) body, always firmly believe in my heart: the dawn is ahead.

With a holy glint in her eyes, she controlled her body to move against the tide to overcome the waves.

The small (shēn) body jumped up and drew a beautiful arc on the surface of the sea, and then it was swept into the waves, and when it came out again, there were a few fewer scales on the (shēn).

Feeling the sharp pain of tearing (shēn), she did not hesitate to fight again.

When the blood was covered with quan (shēn), she used her blood to condense into a bright red film of light to resist the beating of the sea, and when the rotten bones were broken, she used the blood to bind them together.

In the midst of the struggle, she saw a golden light in front of her, as if a bright light illuminated her goal, and the whole body became relaxed.

At this time, the clouds were thick above the valley, and a dense aura was constantly pouring into Song Jiayu's head, and her clothes were already in tatters.

If someone was around, she would definitely find that there were seven mouse-like lumps in her body swimming rapidly, and after the top of her head, neck, arms, front (xiōng) back, thighs, and feet were all swam around, they all came to the dantian, and the golden villain inside also enlarged a point.

Then the villain flew out of his body and opened his mouth in front of (shēn) to suck in the aura that had been collected.

A thunderclap sounded, the first thunderbolt finally fell, the villain's arm was raised, and a golden long sword met the thunder and lightning, and met at a position two feet high above his head.

A blue arc of lightning passed from the blade to the hilt, and finally fell to the ground, and the first thunderbolt was dissolved by her, followed by another lightning bolt.

This time, it broke through Song Jiayu's armor and landed on her snow-white shoulder, blasting a bloody wound on the fragrant shoulder, and a small amount of thunder and lightning power entered the body and began to temper the bones.

Thousands of miles away, there was a group of green-robed monks who were fighting against several black thorn beasts, one of which was in the late stage of refining, and its body formed a ball, and the black thorn with cold light protected all the body, and the whole body was falling from the sky, crashing towards one of the young girls.

An old man in a green robe next to the girl (shēn) took the lead and used both hands to raise the fire to the sky, and two huge spiritual powers met the falling thorn racket, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Miss retreat, leave this beast to me to deal with." ”

Not far from them, two green-robed monks in the middle stage of refining were working together to defend against a demon beast in the late stage of refining void, and the remaining group of cultivators in the transformation stage were all entangled with a demon beast in the early stage of refining void.

The girl who retreated to the back saw a vision of the sky in the distance and said, "It seems that someone is about to break through ahead!"

The green-robed old man who had repelled the black-thorn beast in the late stage of refining took a look at it and said, "No surprise

, it is estimated that it is only a breakthrough to the late Yuan Infant. After speaking, he waved his long sword to help the group of god-transforming monks.

The young girl said thoughtfully: "It seems that their speed is faster, if I followed him at that time, maybe the person who broke through was me." ”

At this moment, Song Jiayu in the valley broke through to the final stage, the seventh heavenly thunder turned into a silver snake, jumped out from the depths of the dark clouds, and the snake (shēn) with thick arms sprang down ferociously, biting directly on the body of the golden villain.

The shēn shape shook a few times in a row, and it almost fainted. Fortunately, a fresh spiritual power was replenished into her body in time, and she gradually woke up, trembling and flying back into her body, closing her eyes and starting to breathe.

At this time, the carp that Song Jiayu saw struggling in the sea also came to the golden light, and she put her body into the light, and after a while, all the scales on the original (shēn) receded, giving birth to golden scale armor, and the (shēn) body also turned into a golden dragon, soaring from the water, breaking through the waves, and flying to the nine heavens of the sky.

The showers in the valley had stopped, Qin Shiyu's eyes were a little dull when she looked at the mural, her divine sense had already detached from her body, and she was fighting the demon beast in the mural at this time.

A group of demon beasts with lizard-like heads and long snake-like tails, and two tiger claws are spitting fire around Qin Shiyu's (shēn) body.

Among them, there are demon beasts with a head (shēn) more than 100 meters long, and they are still standing in the distance and watching quietly, and their cultivation is already in the early stage of refining the void, and these demon beasts that launched attacks are all driven by it.

Qin Shiyu was holding a long sword, stepping on the green jade to resist the attack of the fire, she had pushed the protective light curtain to the limit, but there were still bursts of burning pain on the surface of her body, and she felt like she was about to melt into this sea of fire.

In desperation, she had no choice but to take out the ice crystal snow silkworm (ròu) that she had treasured for many years, which was given to her by the other party when she said goodbye to Luo Yan back then.

After so many years, every time she thinks of this man, she will take it out and take a look, even if Luo Yan is next to her, she can't bear to take out this (ài) meaning that is treasured in her heart.

But now, if you don't take it, maybe you won't be able to see this worrying person again in the future. In desperation, she had to reluctantly take a small half.

When the silkworm (ròu) is entered, a cool sensation immediately spreads throughout the whole (shēn), and the original burning sensation immediately disappears without a trace.

With a wave of the long sword in her hand, she slashed several tiger claw lizard head snakes that were close to her, and then stepped on the green jade, (shēn) flew up, and killed the tiger claw lizard head snake in the early stage of refining the void that was standing in the distance.

When the monster saw her killing, it didn't dodge or dodge, cocked its long tail, and "swished" towards her (shēn) in front of the air.

Qin Shiyu's (shēn) body, which was about to fall, was overturned in the air by this sudden attack (bī), and fell on the sea of fire.