Chapter 1026 Ancient Painting Scroll

The scroll of the ancient scroll was quietly stagnant between Yue Yingsha's fingers. The woman on the painting seemed to be detached from this space. She was so silent to everything. Didn't get any response either.

"Holy Patriarch..."

Yue Yingsha knelt on the ground, bowed her head deeply, and her hands holding the scroll trembled slightly. She knew that this woman called the Holy Ancestor had nothing to do with their Shenmu sect. The creator of the Thirty-Three Heavens Gate planted the Shenmu, and their Shenmu Sect only developed the treasure left by her in the Thirty-Three Heavens Gate.

Under such circumstances, what qualifications do they have to call themselves the descendants of the holy ancestor?

The danger was approaching again, and after the scroll lost its light, those black shadows hesitantly gathered around again.

There were two to three hundred black shadows, all of them were demons conceived in the Thirty-Three Heavens Gate. Yue Yingsha knew that if they rushed forward together, even if she and Yi Yun were dozens of times stronger, they would still be able to fight. There are no bones left, and Granny Yin will soon be swallowed by that weird shadow.

The shadow is getting closer and closer, already, there is no way to go...

"The scroll, show me."

Just when he was in despair, Yi Yun's voice suddenly sounded. Yue Yingsha was startled for a moment, but still handed the scroll to Yi Yun.

After picking up the scroll, Yi Yun closed his eyes. The vitality in his body slowly flowed into the scroll. Seeing this, Yue Yingsha sighed softly. It turned out that Yi Yun wanted to wake up the dormant power in the scroll.

However, even he, who had a life connection with Shenmu since he was a child, was completely powerless to do anything about this scroll. What could Yi Yun, an outsider who came to the Qingmu Great World for the first time, do? This is just the last struggle.

Yue Yingsha didn't stop or explain, she just quietly waited for the last moment of her life to come.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

More than two hundred black shadows roared, and when they were sure that the threat of the painting scroll was gone, the most powerful ones had already begun to approach step by step, with their dark green eyes and ferocious fangs, they were already close at hand.

At this time, Yi Yun still closed his eyes tightly, surrounded by the black shadows, and the energy of the Purple Crystal enveloped the painting scroll. At this moment, Yi Yun felt a trembling from the soul. Suddenly, Yi Yun seemed to have entered the painting again. In the space of Amethyst, I saw the woman's figure.

She stepped on the nine-petaled red lotus, her back was facing Yi Yun, her black hair was like a waterfall, time seemed to stand still at this moment, until the woman in black seemed to sense Yi Yun's presence, and slowly turned her head...

boom!

As if traveling through time and space, Yi Yun's gaze returned to the plain of death.

He saw that the painting scroll that was originally held in his hand slowly flew up and slowly unfolded in the air.

The figure of the woman in the painting is exactly the same as what he saw in the Purple Crystal Space.

"This..." Yue Yingsha was shocked. She couldn't wake up the scroll at all. Throughout the ages, there was only one saint who had awakened a little bit of the scroll's power. Why could Yi Yun?

Wow!

From the painting scroll, colorful brilliance emanates. Yi Yun was bathed in this brilliance, and for a moment he descended like a god!

This was not Yi Yun's own aura, but the aura of the woman in the scroll.

Slowly, the phantom of the woman seemed to come out of the scroll step by step. Every time she took a step, bright red lotuses grew under her feet.

She flicked her fingers lightly in the air, as if engraving divine lines.

Yue Yingsha opened her eyes wide, but the trajectories of those divine marks were all blurred in the different time and space, as if something was blocking her, she couldn't see clearly at all.

Could this be... the dao pattern carved by the woman in black when she opened up this world?

The woman in black is the creator of this world, she is equivalent to a god to the Qingmu Great World!

Chachacha!

The divine light radiated in all directions, and those black shadows let out shrill screams one after another. Those who were far away hurriedly fled, while those who were close were directly swept away by the colorful light and turned into fly ash!

These demons born in the gate of the Thirty Three Heavens,

There is no way to resist the power of the gods.

Even the demon that had escaped into Granny Yin's body before, neighed shrilly and turned into green smoke.

Granny Yin's body trembled, and she fell to the ground. She had just walked through the gate of hell, and she was too weak. However, under the illumination of the colorful divine light, her eyes, which were almost blind, opened slowly again. open.

The blurred vision gradually became clear, and Grandma Yin saw a figure shrouded in divine light.

"Young...young master?"

Granny Yin's first reaction was that it was Yue Yingsha, but after a long time, she finally realized that it was not Yue Yingsha, but Yi Yun.

What... what... Yi Yun awakened the power of the painting scroll? Granny Yin couldn't believe it. Why did Yi Yun have such power?

Yueyingsha, as well as the saints of the Shenmu sect, have a soul blood connection with the Shenmu, and it is precisely because of this that they can hold sacred objects such as the scroll of the holy ancestor.

But what about Yi Yun? The Shenmu Sect has always called Yi Yun an outsider, but now, an outsider has awakened the Holy Patriarch?

Yi Yun faced the phantom of the Holy Ancestor face to face. In the light, the figure of the Holy Ancestor was like a dream, his face could not be seen clearly, and Yi Yun could not see clearly the dao pattern carved in her hand either.

Yi Yun just felt that her beauty was full of sacredness, making it impossible for people to feel the slightest hint of profanity.

The nine-petalled red lotus danced gently around her, which contained the mighty and profound aura of reincarnation. Even though it was just a phantom, Yi Yun could still sense an incomparably great power.

For some reason, Yi Yun felt that the woman's phantom gave him a slight glance.

This is obviously just a phantom left in the scroll, left in a long time ago, but she seems to have crossed the river of long time, watching him.

This feeling is just fleeting!

The phantom slowly dissipated...

The screams of the evil spirit gradually faded away. After an unknown amount of time, Yi Yun felt as if he had experienced a dream, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Only then did he see that Yue Yingsha and Grandma Yin were still kneeling on the ground.

In their eyes, the phantom of the ancestor with fluttering sleeves and fluttering skirt, and the scene of facing Yi Yun face to face were deeply imprinted in their minds.

Unknowingly, Granny Yin was already in tears. She persisted and guarded for tens of millions of years. Generation after generation, they persisted in this broken world and the declining Shenmu sect. With only a few left, I finally saw the appearance of the Holy Ancestor!

Granny Yin bowed down deeply, the demons around her had been swept away, and the plain was peaceful. This scene seemed to be frozen into eternity.