Text Chapter 411 Wind Shadow Sword

He looked inside the grotto and sneered twice. ..

"If I can get the Wind Shadow Sword, I will no longer be afraid of the Spirit Transformation Realm warriors!"

After saying that, he swayed and hid again.

This violent tiger actually planned to wait here for Lin Xuan to come out and seize the Wind Shadow Sword.

After Lin Xuan entered the green sword shadow, he came to a strange place.

This is a valley, not very big, and you can see the head at a glance.

There is a towering giant tree in the center of the valley. Around the giant tree are dozens of big blue birds, each one ten feet long.

The feathers of these big blue birds are crystal clear, and their navy blue tails are more than three meters long. Their wings vibrate, creating strong winds.

The strong winds in the sky condensed into small tornadoes, roaring in the valley.

Under the towering tree, there is a cyan sword, which looks as simple as sapphire.

"Wind Shadow Sword!" Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed.

The purpose of his coming to the Evil King's Tomb was to find the Wind Shadow Sword, and now this sword was right in front of him.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Lin Xuan looked around cautiously. He found that the only trouble was these cyan demonic birds.

The cyan hurricanes wielded by these blue birds contain terrifying lethality. Even the peak warriors of the Soul Fusion Realm would not dare to touch that whirlwind easily.

Fortunately, just avoid these whirlwinds and big blue birds.

Although it is not very easy, Lin Xuan has outstanding soul power and he also understands the artistic conception of wind, so it is not too difficult.

Using the Reverse Dragon Step, his body flew out like a ghost.

At the same time, he was running the artistic conception of wind, and his whole body seemed to be integrated into the wind, quickly avoiding the cyan whirlwind.

As soon as he approached the giant tree in the sky, all the big blue birds around him turned their heads, and their cold eyes instantly stared at him.

With their wings vibrating, these bluebirds created tornadoes that swept in all directions.

Moreover, these cyclones have a suction force that can suck everything around them.

In an instant, Lin Xuan felt at least three or four suction forces pulling on his body.

"cut!"

As he waved the Xing Jue Sword in his hand, the dragon's sword intent surged out, instantly cutting off this inexplicable power.

With a jump, Lin Xuan came to a safe place and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this whirlwind is more difficult to deal with than imagined. I wonder if these strange birds are killed, will the whirlwind disappear? Lin Xuan's eyes flashed.

Soon, he gave up the idea.

Because once one of the blue birds is killed, the others will probably go berserk immediately.

The valley is not big, so if we are surrounded, it may be difficult to get out.

It seems that I can only rely on body skills. Lin Xuan is not in a hurry, he can just use this to understand the artistic conception of the wind.

The black cloak shook and Lin Xuan moved again.

There was a green air current flashing under his feet, and he flew out like a strong wind.

This time, he exerted the artistic conception of wind to the extreme, and quickly sensed and judged the direction of the tornadoes.

This process is very difficult and there can be no mistakes, because if the distance is not right, he will be pulled by the suction force.

As powerful as he is, he can only use his sword to cut off the suction force. Once the suction force exceeds five or more, he is powerless.

However, everything was going smoothly and he walked nearly half the distance.

At this moment, a dark shadow enveloped him.

Not only Lin Xuan, but also large black shadows appeared on the ground in the entire valley.

He suddenly looked up and saw a huge body slowly descending above the valley.

It turned out to be an extremely large cyan strange bird, with a body that was a hundred meters long, and its wings vibrated to form violent winds.

That air flow was like a huge mountain, making people's bodies tremble and unbearable.

"not good!"

Lin Xuan's expression changed drastically. This ancient aura was even above the spirit transformation realm, and he couldn't bear it at all.

In an instant, he retreated violently, like a sword beam, exiting the safe area.

Standing at the edge of the valley, Lin Xuan looked at the towering trees in horror.

I saw the hundred-meter-long blue bird landing on the giant tree in the sky, folding its wings, squinting slightly and falling into a deep sleep.

Under the giant tree, the sapphire-colored sword exuded a faint light.

"Damn it, this giant tree is actually the nest of this ghost bird!" Lin Xuan cursed anxiously.

In the current situation, he could only wait patiently.

Gradually, he discovered the strangeness of this valley.

The strange bird on the giant tree has a green aura on its body, and it can mobilize the surrounding airflow with every breath.

The entire valley is filled with a strange atmosphere.

"Is this the artistic conception of the wind?" Lin Xuan's expression became very strange.

He looked ahead in surprise and silently realized.

"Yes, it is indeed the artistic conception of the wind." He finally sighed. The artistic conception of wind emerging from the strange green bird was very sophisticated, far beyond what he could comprehend.

It would be hard to believe that a blue bird has such a profound artistic conception.

However, Lin Xuan didn't feel a trace of annoyance at this moment. His eyes flashed and he fully comprehended the artistic conception.

His artistic conception of wind is not perfect yet, he has only scratched the surface of it.

Now, in this valley, he seemed to have a new understanding.

Sitting down cross-legged, Lin Xuan ignored everything else and began to comprehend with all his strength.

Time passed slowly, and after the big blue bird woke up from his sleep, the Double Ten left with a shock.

But Lin Xuan made no move. He was already immersed in a mysterious and mysterious realm.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, and the aura flowing around his body was very mysterious.

It has improved a lot, it is really a great place! Lin Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his artistic conception of Fengzi had obviously improved a lot.

"Testing my speed."

Lin Xuan stood up and rushed towards the giant tree in the center.

The green strange birds from all directions began to attack, but this time, Lin Xuan evaded very quickly, and the hospital was no longer in the same embarrassing state as before.

It seems that this is the effect of his new understanding of the artistic conception of wind.

Without much effort, Lin Xuan successfully reached under the giant tree.

Looking at the jade-like sword, Lin Xuan did not take action.

Because he still wanted to realize something more. If he pulled out the sword, he didn't know what would happen.

With his figure suddenly retreating, Lin Xuan came to the edge of the valley again and sat down in the cross-legged position.

Not long after, the giant blue bird returned to its nest. Lin Xuan felt the aura and became excited.

In the next few days, his artistic conception of wind finally reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

At this moment, Lin Xuan felt very mysterious, as if he could control the air around his body and use it for himself.

The division of realms is very vague, but generally recognized as the three realms of Xiaocheng, Dacheng and Perfection.

Nowadays, Lin Xuan's artistic conception of wind is a small success, and it may be difficult to improve it again in a short time.

"It's time to leave." Lin Xuan took a deep breath.

After waiting for the big blue bird to leave the valley, he quickly came to the giant tree.

Using his palms hard, Lin Xuan held the sapphire sword and suddenly pulled it out.

The ground shook and the Feng Ying Sword left the ground.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the valley, turning into countless cyan sword energy and sweeping in all directions.

"So strong!" Lin Xuan felt this strength and was horrified.