Chapter 579 There is nothing in the world, I present you a white horseshoe
Chapter 579
The scroll was suspended in front of Lin Yun, and it was slowly expanded.
After a while, the tiger, which once caused Lin Yun's great impact, was born in shape. Wait until the scroll of the scroll is full, and the tiger occupies the entire picture.
Then, then
To be precise, more people are unable to bear the impact of such tigers. They were scared to throw the picture rolls after the moment of development. In his eyes, the scroll was only full of the power of the king, as if the tiger who swallowed the mountains and rivers.
The person who holds this layer of tiger will change suddenly. The Wang Wei is overwhelmed, and the tiger who swallows the star and the moon can become a supporting role in the blink of an eye.
It becomes tranquil and peaceful, sniff, and smell the rose flower fragrance of Tsing Yi people's palms.
The flower fragrance was filled, and the hand with the sword with the sword on the right hand, the Tsing Yi people with the rose flower, showed the true face of Lushan.
Right now, this is the picture seen by Lin Yun. He has seen this picture countless times. He knows that the flower of the palm will rise quickly, and the Tsing Yi people will become the absolute protagonist in the painting, but it is just
The picture will become more and more blurred.
If there is no spiritual accomplishment, it will be completely unclear.
Sure enough, but for a moment, the scene in the painting set up a little bit of fog, and in the clouds and mist, I could only see a Tsing Yi figure vaguely.
Lin Yunxing looked closely. At the same time, the natal seal in the Xuan Palace, glowing the light. The faint wedding fluctuations, from him, slowly emitted it.
Where does the flower start!
See clearly!
The picture in front of the eyes became clear. The sword -holding Tsing Yi people murmured in the spur, and the palm rose fell gently, holding the sword in the right hand, and danced in the air.
The flower fell to the tip of the sword, blooming at a glamor. At this moment, the Tsing Yi people who were calm like water. The infinite sword potential erupted on his body, which is better than the tiger that can swallow the mountains and rivers.
Multiple times.
The glory of that sword shines on the mountains and rivers.
The sword tip of the rose blooms, and thousands of light burst, one side of the world, the flowing light is dazzling than the group, but it can compete with the sun and the moon.
When he took him to collect his sword, the flowers fell, and he was bright and beautiful.
Suddenly, the Tsing Yi people looked back and smiled, and smiled and lost their color. His eyes paired with Lin Yun's eyes through the scroll, and the eyes were as sharp as a sword.
tight.
Here!
This is this sword, that is, a sword that will be broken out, and Lin Yun cannot resist every time. It makes him unable to explore. The true charm of this set of swordsmanship is always unknown. Where does this flower come from?
Flutter!
Lin Yun's heart jumped up. At this moment, he was extremely nervous, and his face was unprecedented. On his forehead, he even had a big sweat of beans.
The feelings of embarrassment are completely unable to cover up.
There is no way, such moods, from Lin Yun's calmness, how many times, a sword that was painted by this broken soul was scared and unable to remember.
This time, he got a lot of creation and got great opportunities in the half of the god pattern.
Whether it is spiritual pattern or his own sword prestige, he has a higher level. He is not the same as before. If he still can't stop it, all your efforts will be abandoned before.
That failure and severe frustration will seriously hit his self -confidence.
Many things, Lin Yun didn't care, but as long as he really cares about things. His heart, his stubbornness and pride, no one can compare with him.
Knite!
The sound of screw scrolls appeared, and the Tsing Yi people looked back, swords, leaping in the air.
Lin Yun's pupils shrank sharply. When the scroll was completely broken, this side of the world also seemed to have a silk cracks, and it was crushed into countless small pieces like glass.
Time solidifies, the world is still. Lin Yun's thoughts are completely paused.
The mad -jumping heart stopped abruptly.
Can't move! Can't breathe !!
Endless fear comes from the Quartet. In Lin Yun's weak perception, there are no darkness rolling in the dark. His world is bright a little bit. In the blink of an eye, the endless darkness is just like the silent hell.
Death will devour it.
Are you going to die?
hateful!
Lin Yun did not expect that even if his strength was reborn, he was still so shocked when he faced the sword. It made such a situation, it was some unexpected, and the deep inside was unwilling.
Can't die, can't die, can't die ...
But this silent shout is completely useless, and the darkness will completely devour him in an instant.
The whole world suddenly stopped, and Lin Yun had no perception. He could only feel his consciousness, falling down little by little in a certain abyss.
But as far as his soul is going to be devoured by the prestige of a sword, the phoenix soul seal in the Xuan Palace suddenly burn the golden flame suddenly. In the bright light, the soaring flames emit a trace of God.
The prestige of the pattern.
boom!
With the flames that rose up, endless darkness was instantly eliminated by that trace of power, and Lin Yun's vision suddenly returned to Qingming.
When he entered the eyes, a figure came towards the face. Lin Yun was shocked in his heart. He was caught by the opponent's wrist before he reacted, and then pulled it fiercely.
Well!
Lin Yun's flesh was not moved, but he felt that the other party's pull, but seemed to pull all his soul consciousness away from the flesh.
Just when it was slightly confused, when looking at the environment of the Quartet, two people fell ahead, one man and one woman.
The man is in Tsing Yi, holding a funeral flower, a pair of deep eyes, the blue sky is like washing. The exquisite facial features are perfect, and you ca n’t pick any flaws, like beautiful jade, rich and handsome, Zhong Lingyuxiu, all beautiful words in the world, put them in the world, put them on
There seems to be a style that can't be worthy of him on his body.
It's him ...
Lin Yun murmured in his heart. This is the Tsing Yi people who have seen countless times in the painting. I just did not expect that this person was so amazing like a fairy. Compared with him, the woman next to him made Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin let Lin make Lin
The cloud is more moved.
It is a kind of beauty that is exclusive to the world. It is simple and innocent. At a glance, there is no sense of amazing, but it is getting more and more eye -catching, but it is immersed in it.
The two of them are immortals, one of them, but they have their own style and do not lose each other.
Just as Lin Yun looked at it, the Tsing Yi man pulled the woman's arm and walked quickly towards him.
"It turns out, it's not my hand just now ... it's not good, come towards me."
While Lin Yun was at a loss, the two were straightforward and put him through.
Lin Yun's heart was inexplicable, 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, the Tsing Yi people had danced with a sword, while the woman looked quietly with a slight smile on her face, she whispered: "Where does the flower start?"
Lin Yun heard her voice, and was shocked as heaven. The sound was like a clear spring flowing water, the water hit the rocks, and the echo was moving.
The people of Tsing Yi laughed, the sword came out, and the ground danced hundreds of flowers on the ground. There was only a rose, but it was impartial and fell on the tip of the sword.
The moment the rose fell on the tip of the sword, the light blooming in the rose made the world a hundred flowers, and it was sad. The sharp sword was accompanied by the light of this rose to achieve the point of shocking, as if all the mountains and rivers could be stabbed by him with a sword stabbing
wear.
"Where do I come from?" The smile on the woman's face became stronger, and she said softly.
A sword of Tsing Yi waved, his body changed, and for a while, the world of the world could not see any trace of Tsing Yi people. Only the flowers, only the roses on the sword tip before the sword, scattered into countless flowers.
The petals are derived into a storm.
Buw!
The storm composed of petals, between rotation, burst out of the sky sword, sweeping the world.
"The empty landscape is long, the wood leaf wind is!!"
When the storm was scattered and the sword light was reproduced, Lin Yun knew that the Tsing Yi people had always been hidden in the vast sword.
The vast sword, in the hands of the Tsing Yi people, is like rivers and lakes, surrounded by empty mountains, lingering.
The breeze passed, and there was no water without water. There was only a few fallen leaves, moving with the wind. The vast world, how small the fallen leaves are, but the fallen leaves are shook in the wind. Lin Yun's eyes are bright.
When you are young, there is a static to move, and the conversion of artistic conception is really breathtaking.
"Flying flowers are light like dreams, the rain is as thin as worry!" The woman's red lips opened, the empty voice, if the birds were tired and flying.
The sword is turning, and the vast sword light is like a scattered petals, dancing lightly; with the drizzle, the sword light becomes more agile, dense, hit on the raindrops, emitting the sound of jade, Ding Ding Ding Yue,
, You're boundless.
"There is nothing in the world, given the king white horseshoe!" The voice of the woman is firm at this moment, but there is a tenderness in this firm, but the world is ignored.
The sword -like sword -like sword -like sword is suddenly high, magnificent, and domineering.
"I come from the sky!"
Just in the magnificent and domineering magnificent sword, the Tsing Yi people who had been hazy before, suddenly appeared. In the sound of crazy, he fell from the sky, waved from a sword, and wiped out the thousands of horses, endless mountains and rivers, endless mountains, endless mountains and rivers,
All cut off.
"Flowers start from the palm!"
The Tsing Yi people turned their hands and dumped, and the end of the flower sword was in the front ground, and the hobbing was more than the backhand, and some flower buds opened in the palm of the palm.
Raise.
Boom!
In the rise, with the opening of the flower bud, the horrible sword meaning continued to rise on him, and the people who forced could not open their eyes. On the earth, the earth was under this sword, and it trembled violently.
"One thought of dust is full of light ..."
The flower buds bloomed suddenly, the people of Tsing Yi frowned, the gods surged in the eyes, and drank coldly: "Break through the mountains and rivers!"
For a while, the flowers of the palm of the palm rose, and the Tsing Yi people who were shrouded in these lights, the Huanghuang sword prestige, just illuminated the big day that illuminated the world.
A sword heart is transparent and bright, and when the dust is scattered, it is Guanghua Daying Day, and it will break through the mountains and rivers.
Waiting for Guanghua, getting brighter and brighter, and opened Lin Yunba's eyes. Wait until the sword light that shines through the mountains and rivers and rushes to face.
Squeeze out.
Lin Yun stunned his feet, looked up, and the scrolls suspended in front of him, watched with a loud eyes, he was about to fall.
Quickly reached out, and the scrolls that were expanded instantly rolled up and were held tightly in their hands.
However, Lin Yun was speechless for a long time, holding the scroll, and stunned.
Half a noise, Lin Yun's face appeared to be lost, and his look in his eyes was still immersed in the trouble.
Where does the flower start?
Where do I come from?
The empty landscape is long, the wood leaf wind is..
Flying flowers are light like dreams, silk rain is as thin as worry.
There is nothing in the world, given the king white horseshoe.
I come from the sky!
Flower starts from the palm!
One thought of dust is full of light, and it is a lot of mountains and rivers!
Nympho
Tsing Yi people came out of the painting, but also gave Lin Yun's chance to explore, but I did not expect that the fullness of this sword that was fully appreciated was so shocking.
After a long time, Lin Yun's eyes were not there, but instead of surging, he was glory, and he said firmly: "This sword method, I must learn!"