An old and ancient picture scroll slowly emerged from one of Fang Lin's Nine Palace Sacs. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Emperor Xuan's pupils shrank, and his eyes stared at the ancient scroll, although he didn't know what it was, but the old scroll gave Emperor Xuan a very bad feeling.

"Huh?" Not only Emperor Xuan alone, but everyone else also saw the ancient picture scroll that slowly appeared.

Dugu Fenglei and Lu Feng, the lord of Zhenxi Palace, all changed their expressions, and some of the older powerhouses present were moved, sensing an extraordinary and indescribable terrifying aura.

"What's that?" someone said, feeling that the scroll had appeared very strangely, and it seemed to be something from Fang Lin.

Emperor Xuan was uneasy, although he didn't know what was strange about the scroll, but in order to avoid any extraneous branches, he immediately took action to suppress the scroll.

Emperor Xuan just wanted to make a move, but suddenly, an invisible coercion spread from the picture scroll, enveloping all directions.

At this moment, Emperor Xuan's figure froze, as if frozen in the sky, and on the ground, all the people present were like Emperor Xuandi, completely unable to move, as if some kind of terrifying force imprisoned all of them.

The most bizarre thing is that although it is difficult for everyone to move, their consciousness is extremely clear, they can see and hear, but they can't move, and even a finger is difficult to move at all.

This feeling made everyone's hearts extremely shocked, what kind of great power can this be to imprison everyone present in an instant, even characters such as Emperor Xuan and the Lord of Zhenxi Hall are difficult to resist even a little.

Even in the Xuandu, those people and warriors were as if they were frozen, maintaining their movements from the previous moment.

The entire Xuandu, as well as the thousands of miles outside the Xuandu, have become very weird.

All living beings have fallen into stillness, and even the colorful clouds above the sky are no longer fluttering.

There is only one word that can describe what is happening at this moment--- silence.

It is as if between this heaven and earth, falling into silence, time stops, and the years no longer turn.

Fang Lin's scattered body was also still, every drop of blood, every piece of flesh, every inch of bone was still above the sky.

Only the ancient spear and the blood-colored sword, the two divine weapons were still shining, but they were also still.

Only the old picture scroll was completely unaffected between this piece of heaven and earth, slowly appearing and slowly opening.

When the scroll opened, Emperor Xuan and everyone saw the contents of the scroll.

It was a woman, holding a paper umbrella, revealing only one back.

It's just a back, but it's as beautiful as a fairy, which makes people's hearts shake and it's hard to keep calm.

Indescribable, no one can describe the woman in the painting, only the back, already like a fairy, if the woman's face is painted, how amazing should it be?

Perhaps, the reason why this painting scroll only paints a back is because the person who painted this painting does not have the ability to show the woman's face perfectly, so he only paints a back, which makes people infinitely reverie.

Emperor Xuan looked at the painting, especially the back of the woman in the painting, and unconsciously, he was a little distracted.

"No!" Emperor Xuan is also a powerful character, he noticed that something was wrong, and immediately sobered up, and cold sweat suddenly seeped out of his forehead.

He wanted to open the spiritual eye and use the power of the spiritual eye to release the shackles on his body, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't even use the spiritual eye, as if this power limited all his abilities.

Under the gaze of countless suspicious eyes, in the picture scroll, a slender jade hand actually poked out.

This hand is as soft as boneless, white and moving, like a hibiscus out of water.

But the appearance of this hand made Emperor Xuan's heart jump suddenly, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

What a terrifying scene is a hand stretching out of a painting at this moment?

Especially now, everyone is imprisoned by inexplicable coercion, unable to move, and seeing such a strange scene, it is really difficult to maintain peace in their hearts.

The jade hand appeared, and then a delicate figure walked out of the scroll.

It was a woman, dressed in a white dress, immaculate, tall and holding a white paper fan.

At first glance, this woman seems to be like a girl, bright and moving, but on closer inspection, this woman is extraordinary, seemingly delicate, but heroic, as if it is a sharp sword out of the sheath.

It's really weird that such a temperament appears on a woman who looks weak.

After the woman appeared, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be discolored, and all the aura of heaven and earth was incorporated into the woman's body in an instant.

Emperor Xuan was shocked, he was also a strong man, sitting in the Xuanguo, and he had also been to the Three Kingdoms and had a wide range of knowledge, but he had never seen such a terrible person.

Even if this woman didn't make a move, just the invisible aura that diffused from the ground was so powerful that Emperor Xuan couldn't breathe.

"This is a peerless powerhouse!!! Emperor Xuan roared in his heart, and he was even more incredulous, killing a Fang Lin, but he didn't expect such a terrifying powerhouse to appear from this picture scroll.

The woman in the white dress glanced at Emperor Xuan, and there was no emotional fluctuation in her eyes, as if she was looking at a corpse.

It was a look of contempt, a look of contempt, like a real dragon looking at the creeping ants on the ground.

Emperor Xuan had always looked at himself like this when he faced Fang Lin, but now, someone looked at himself with the same eyes.

The woman in the white dress looked at the people below again, and the contempt in her eyes was full of contempt, and it couldn't even be described as contempt, it could be regarded as ignorance.

Finally, the woman in the white dress looked at the still piece of flesh and bones in the sky, and her eyes suddenly burst into monstrous anger.

"Dare to hurt my son!!" The roar came from the mouth of the woman in the white dress, and suddenly the sky rumbled, the earth cracked, and the entire Xuandu was shaking.

Burst!!!

Emperor Xuan couldn't bear this pressure, and directly spurted blood, as if he had been hit hard, and his breath quickly withered.

The next moment, the woman in the white dress made a move, only to see her hand stretched out and lightly touched Fang Lin's piece of flesh and bones.

Suddenly, the flesh and bones quickly coalesced, and every drop of blood was not lost, and all of them gathered again.

A person who had already died, even the corpse was scattered, but at this moment, under the finger of the woman in the white dress, began to reunite quickly.

What kind of means is this? It is not an exaggeration to call it God.

At least everyone here has their heads covered, and such a method is no longer something they can imagine.