The peaks and mountains are like swords, and the clouds and mist are like the sea.
Lin Yun returned to the tenth level of the Holy Sword Mountain. After the tenth level, the vast sea of clouds stretched as far as the eye could see.
Looking up, at the end of the field of vision, the peak is in sight.
But the mountain road at your feet, whenever you want to step out, immediately becomes pathless. It turns into a cliff. Above the cliff, there are only misty clouds and mist, and below the cliff is an endless abyss, full of coldness and pain.
The smell of death.
It can be clearly felt that if your footsteps are really hanging in the air, you may not be able to fly in the air.
The breath of death at the bottom of the abyss can engulf people at any time.
For one thousand years, two thousand years, or maybe even longer, no one from the Fuyun Sword Sect has truly climbed to the top of the mountain.
If it were you who had been standing here waiting for someone for a thousand, two, or three thousand years, how lonely would it be?
"Beyond the clouds are green mountains and blue stars are falling!"
Lin Yun looked forward and muttered softly.
"You have recited it several times, Lin Yun, are you okay?" Xiao Bingfeng asked suspiciously in the Ziyuan Sword Box.
This little brat is so vicious, he actually said he couldn't do it.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "Let me ask you, what is the green mountain outside the clouds upside down?"
"Clouds outside the green mountains?" Xiao Bingfeng thought while holding her chin and tilting her head.
"It is the green mountains beyond the clouds, the green hills are only beyond the white clouds!"
Lin Yun's eyes were blazing and he said with great determination: "If I could be above the white clouds, I would be able to see the real green mountain. Those stone statues are right. The mountain is so high and there is no way to go up.
The remaining three levels are three mountains, one mountain, one level, and three green mountains, symbolizing the three strongest swords of the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds!"
"This is all your guess." Xiao Bingfeng said ruthlessly.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "Little girl, don't you think this mountain is too lonely? It has been here for so many years, but no one has been able to climb to the top. It is even possible that I was the only one who saw that poem.
Maybe I’m the only one who thought of this.”
"So what!" Xiao Bingfeng said calmly: "How can there be anyone standing on the floating clouds? If you guess wrong, you will be dead."
"Hahaha!"
Lin Yun laughed loudly and said loudly: "We swordsmen, why should we be afraid of death!"
With a hearty laugh to the sky, Lin Yun rose into the sky and jumped forward.
In an instant, the mountain road in front of him turned into an endless abyss full of coldness and death.
"Hello!"
Little Bingfeng was on the Ziyuan Sword Box. She was so frightened that she jumped up.
really!
Lin Yun immediately felt that he could not control the air above the abyss. The true energy in his Qi sea seemed to be imprisoned and could not be used, and his sword intention was also blocked.
He calmed down and headed towards a floating cloud, falling slowly. If the floating cloud could not carry anyone, he would really fall.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
At the same time, there was a shrill howl under the abyss, and countless blood and black gases were mixed together. During the surge, it turned into a skull that burst out, rushing out from the bottom of the abyss, and was about to swallow him in the blink of an eye.
Got in.
What the hell is this?
Lin Yun's face turned pale instantly. He felt that the skull was extremely evil. If it were swallowed by him, it might be gone in an instant.
Endless fear filled his heart, Lin Yun turned over and jumped, speeding up and falling towards the floating clouds.
But the speed of the skull was too fast. One moment it was at the bottom of the abyss, and the next moment it appeared behind Lin Yun.
Finished!
Lin Yun's face was pale, his heart was beating wildly, and his blood flow rate suddenly increased. At this moment of life and death, he tried to stay calm, and suddenly turned around to face the exaggeratedly huge demonic skull.
boom!
The overwhelming evil energy surged forward, and Lin Yun's will was swallowed up almost as soon as he met him.
But at this moment, Lin Yun's feet were firmly planted, and he landed on the floating clouds. The imprisoned true energy and the sealed sword intention immediately surged.
"die!"
Lin Yun didn't have time to think too much and just flicked his fingers.
The momentum has been gathered up to this point, like a full bow gathering strength, but only one shot is missing.
Bang!
The majestic sword light burst out from his fingertips, one leaf, one bodhi, one flower, one world. Three seas of flowers overlapped behind him. In this sea of flowers, his whole person was as rich as jade, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and bright eyes.
Teeth, with an out-of-this-world temperament.
Bang!
He flicked his finger at the divine sword and swung it out. When the skull was about to attack, it was directly penetrated and turned into smoke and dissipated.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lin Yun's heart was still beating fast and his face was pale. If he hadn't turned around earlier, even if he landed on the floating clouds, he might not have had time to turn around and he would have been directly swallowed by the skull.
What a risk!
Lin Yun secretly thought, he really almost died.
"What the hell is this?" Lin Yun frowned slightly and whispered to himself.
"This is a demonic thought. No matter whether a righteous warrior or a demonic warrior, after reaching a very high level, there will be thoughts after death. These thoughts will turn into demons over time, which is extremely scary. What you encounter are just ordinary demonic thoughts."
Xiao Bingfeng's voice sounded nearby. Lin Yun turned around and saw that the other party had run out of the sword box at some point.
She was wearing a white and clean little skirt, with two small bells tied on her jade-like wrists, and two chirp braids on her head. Her flawless little face exuded a peerless elegance, and she was clearly a beautiful woman.
"Hahaha, it seems that Emperor Tutian also cares about me?" Lin Yun said with a smile.
"Humph, I just came out to get some air." Xiao Bingfeng turned around and pouted, "There is also my name. You must recite it to gain momentum. Don't call me Emperor Tutian. I am a phoenix."
The Gods..."
Lin Yun interrupted her and said, "Xiao Bingfeng, what do you think that is?"
Don’t let me finish my sentence!
Xiao Bingfeng said angrily: "Humph, do you want me to just watch it if you ask me to? It's a beautiful thought, but I won't watch it."
"Wow! What is that, Qingshan? It's really Qingshan. Lin Yun, you guessed it right!"
Little Bingfeng said she didn't want to look, but she still turned her head away and immediately screamed with an excited smile on her little face.
I saw green mountains looming beyond the endless white clouds.
Behind the green mountains is the boundless starry sky, with countless stars blooming.
Beyond the clouds are green mountains and blue stars!
Lin Yun's eyes flashed with satisfaction and he said with a smile: "As you said, I am the only genius in swordsmanship."
"Hmph, it's strange that I believe you. Just now you said that our swordsmen should not be afraid of death, but I was so frightened that my face turned pale and my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I even heard it." Xiao Bingfeng said disdainfully.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "Of course you don't understand the passion of our young people!"
"What did you say?"
Xiao Bingfeng's eyes suddenly turned red because Lin Yun was calling her old, which was unbearable.
"Hahaha, I didn't say anything."
Lin Yun laughed a few times and jumped towards the floating clouds in front of him. His figure flickered. Little Bingfeng was angry and anxious and hurriedly chased after him.
The two of them were just laughing and joking among the sea of clouds, approaching the green mountain.
Whoosh!
When he was about to approach the green mountain, Lin Yun stopped and stared at the green mountain ahead.
It doesn’t look big from a distance, but it’s only when you get closer to the rear that you feel the majestic momentum. When you get to the bottom of the mountain, I’m afraid it won’t be that big.
It has to cover up the sky and the sun, making people unable to breathe.
"Lin Yun, what did you say about me just now?" Xiao Bingfeng's eyes widened angrily and she said angrily. She actually called her old. This is absolutely intolerable, especially since she is the Slaughtering Emperor!
I have no explanation today, I have to fight with Lin Yun forever.
Lin Yun turned around with a smile. He stared at Xiao Bingfeng without saying a word. He looked at the other person and made him squirm a little before he smiled and said: "I found that your eyes are quite beautiful. The pupils are clear and clear. They are like those from heaven."
The cold star is also like the precious jade in the fairy mountain. The water is like waves across the eyes, and the white dew is across the river. The mountains are like eyebrows and peaks, and the mist is vast."
Xiao Bingfeng was delighted by what he said, but on the surface she smiled disdainfully: "That's right, this emperor is a phoenix eye!"
"Yes, you are a genuine phoenix eye, let's go!" Lin Yun said with a smile.
Two figures, one big and one small, walked in the vast sea of clouds ahead.
The sea of clouds is vast, the waves are vast, and it is vast. Walking in it is like Feng Xu riding the wind. It is as if it is an immortal who has emerged and ascended.
Beyond the green mountains and clouds, the stars are falling, it’s such a beautiful scene.
Xiao Bingfeng had a bright smile on her face, but as she walked, she noticed something was wrong and her eyebrows knitted together.
What did Lin Yun say about her just now? Why don't you remember?
"Stinky Lin Yun, did you say something about me just now? You seemed to imply that I look very old..." Xiao Bingfeng said dissatisfied.
Lin Yun smiled and said: "No way, look at this mountain, it's so high!"
"Hmph, I was able to press one finger back then and lose it." Xiao Bingfeng glanced at it and said disdainfully.
Lin Yun smiled, rose into the sky, and landed on the green mountain.
After reaching the top of the mountain, we encountered the stone statue guarding the eleventh level. There was also a cliff behind it.
Countless sword marks crisscrossed each other, a sharp and murderous aura rushed towards his face, and it seemed as if he could hear the sound of clanging swords in his ears.
"I'll break through."
Lin Yunchong said to the stone statue.
The stone statue said calmly: "There are paintings in the mountains. If you destroy the paintings, you will break the barrier."
Lin Yun didn't waste any time and searched for clues on the cliff. This cliff was obviously different from the previous one. The sword intent contained therein was more powerful. The sword marks were intertwined and misty, making it difficult to see through.
He pushed the Sky Sword Intent to the limit, his eyes shimmered with light, his long hair spread out, his face was like a crown of jade, and his whole face was serious to the extreme.
So difficult!
Time passed, and half an hour later, Xiao Bingfeng suddenly said: "Lin Yun, your eyes are bleeding."
Blood flowed from his eyes, but Lin Yun turned a deaf ear and only looked for pictures of the existence of this mountain.
Found it!
A smile appeared on Lin Yun's lips. In his field of vision, a picture scroll unfolded. When the picture scroll was completely unfolded, a figure turned into light and rushed to Lin Yun in an instant.
Clang!
Lin Yun drew his sword and rushed forward. The two figures clashed with each other like lightning, and soon became blurred.
Only the swords and lights intersected, and the true energy surged.
This battle was quite brutal, until Lin Yun used the Purple Kite Sword Formation and used the power of the sword formation to barely win.
The light spot in the scroll entered the center of his eyebrows, and a stream of information poured into his mind. It was the eleventh sword of the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds.
It's a coincidence that the name of this sword happens to be Biluo Xingchen!
Lin Yun opened his eyes, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Sure enough!"
"Scripture, write it down quickly." Xiao Bingfeng saw Lin Yun smirking and pointed at the cliff, shouting hurriedly.
"receive."
Lin Yun smiled, sat cross-legged, and wrote down the scriptures that emerged from the cliff one by one.
After a long time, when he stood up, the stone statue muttered: "This level has been passed!"
