In the main room, Hu linger lay motionless on the back of long Qilin, secretly opened his eyes and saw heads rolling down.
This scene is very strange. Obviously, there is no enemy, but these strong people in the realm of heaven and man will die as soon as they step into this yard!
Others were like facing great enemies. A heaven man realm shouted, with the sword breath like frost, and the silver frost wrapped around his body. He slowly walked into the yard, his eyes vigilant, and glanced around.
His sword technique was sharp, and countless sword lights swam around him, like tiny swimming fish swimming around him happily.
He adopts a passive defensive approach, with thousands of small swordfish swimming around, containing his incomparably powerful cultivation. As long as he encounters hostility, he will immediately fight back and give the other party a fatal blow!
He was also forced. The enemy came and went without trace. He couldn't see where the enemy was and how to fight. So many strong men in the realm of heaven and man died. It was extremely strange.
He didn't encounter any danger, but he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance. He slowly moved to the main room where Qin Mu and others slept, and then he saw the picture hanging in front of the hall.
Qin Mu lit a candle in front of the painting to illuminate it.
The picture shows the back of a middle-aged man with a sword on his back. The middle-aged man's face came sideways, as if looking at the painter with the rest of his eyes.
The rest of his eyes showed a startling murderous intent.
This startling glance was captured by the painter and turned into this painting.
Although there is only this middle-aged man in the picture, it gives people the feeling that there is infinite information in the picture that has not been drawn, which is hidden in the white space in the picture.
It was just the end of a terrorist battle, and the bodies of countless strong men fell at the feet of the middle-aged man. The bodies floated in the sea of blood, and the white bones were red with blood, with strange colors. Countless enemies under the sword were captured by Yin and pulled into the darkness.
In the dark world, the demon God with two long horns is holding a festive feast to celebrate that the ghosts of these powerful people have become his guests and food.
This is the message left blank in this picture!
In the yard, the master of human realm saw the painting and the person in the painting that day, and suddenly he was stunned, and saw his head slipping from his neck. He felt that all this had become so slow, as if he was slowly falling into the darkness without any light, becoming more and more sinking, endless, and never falling to the bottom of the darkness.
Dong.
His head fell to the ground and rolled for two weeks, his eyes still staring round.
Suddenly, a big hand reached over and grabbed his head.
There were nine people outside the yard, standing there with a frightened face. Only the white haired old Taoist Qingshan was calm, and it was he who caught the head of the master in the realm of heaven and man just now.
He is also the only master in the realm of life and death.
The green mountain Taoist looked into the eyes of the master of heaven and man realm and vomited a foul breath: "good sword."
The other eight people looked hurriedly and said in a trembling voice, "what did master Qingshan find?"
"Look at his eyes."
The eight people leaned over and saw a sword light in the left and right eyes of the master of the realm of heaven and man. The sword seemed to be stabbing in the face, and then the master's life was ended in the next moment!
The green mountain Taoist held up the head, facing the main room where Qin Mu and others slept, and said, "where does the sword come from? What on earth is there?"
He slowly moved his body, slowly looked for an angle, and then saw the flickering light of the candle, and then saw a corner of the painting, saying, "it's a painting. I see the corners of the people in the painting..."
"Master Qingshan, why bother so much? Just destroy this house and the people in it?"
A strong man in the realm of heaven and man suddenly shot, and the sword shot soared into the air. The sword light in the sword shot was like a column, whistling and stabbing at the house where Qin Mu and others were located!
The sword column is extremely thick, and everything passed by is crushed by the rotating sword light!
The sword winding style created by Yankang national master!
National master Yankang is not a private person. Many of the sword styles he created have been spread out. Many sword schools in the Jianghu also have people who practice national master sword skills, and the person who shot is one of the best!
His attainments in the sword winding pose are still above many people.
This sword is magnificent. If you sweep the middle hall room, everything in the hall room will be ground into powder and will no longer exist. No matter Qin Mu, Dutian demon God or long Qilin in in the room, they will be stirred to pieces!
"Don't kill that painting!"
Taoist Qingshan's face changed greatly, and it was too late to stop him.
The sword pillar seemed to suddenly encounter an invisible barrier, standing still in the air, and then the sword pillar collapsed inch by inch, and then the sword ball exploded with a snap.
The strong man who just released the sword had a red mark on his eyebrows. A drop of blood flowed out of the red mark, and then he staggered and fell to the ground.
"Be careful!" Taoist Qingshan said sternly.
His momentum erupted, and six roars came from his body, but all the six gods, namely, the spiritual fetus, five Yao, six harmonies, seven stars, heaven and man, and life and death, were opened!
Around him, a strong man in the realm of respecting heaven and man could not stand, and was forced to retreat constantly by his overwhelming momentum.
Call——
Behind the green mountain Taoist, the phantom of gods and Demons emerged, and the dragon's head and body were like gods coming. Half of the body was in the void, and half of the body stepped into reality.
Taoist Qingshan grabbed a mirror in his hand and stared nervously at the main room where Qin Mu and others were sleeping. His voice was hoarse and said, "aren't you on alert? Do you want to die?"
At this time, Qin Mu, who was pretending to sleep in the main room, narrowed his eyes and saw a figure floating down the wall behind him. He could only see the back of a middle-aged man, pulled long by the candle light.
The middle-aged man who came down from the painting was tall and thin, with a sword on his back. He was very quiet, like a spirit without flesh, floating to the yard.
The figure looked up at the sky, pulled out the sword on his back, danced the sword and sang low, the sword was moving, and the fish and dragon danced.
"A sword opens the emperor's blood, mountains and rivers are in, the heart is boundless, look around, the country is no longer tied up in old clothes..."
Qin Mu didn't dare to move, but suddenly there were sharp sword Qi and sword light everywhere in the world, shuttling around him, wandering in time and space.
He closed his eyes, but there was still a sword light flashing from the darkness, tearing the darkness.
In his ear, he heard the sound of the sword breaking through the air, which was very urgent and short.
He opened his eyes, and there were crisscross sword lights everywhere in front of him. There was another roar outside the yard, and a terrible wave crashed. In the dark night, other houses in this small village flew into the sky, disintegrated and shattered in the air.
Qin Mu's heart thumped: "the deaf grandpa is enchanted, and the village head in the painting is enchanted..."
Suddenly, all the sounds and lights disappeared, and the low singing disappeared.
Qin Mu's eyes were half closed, and he vaguely saw a figure coming and walking towards him, as if to return to the painting behind him. Suddenly, the figure collapsed and fell to the ground as a pool of ink.
Qin Mu was stunned. He quickly opened his eyes and looked back carefully. He saw that the picture hanging on the wall had turned into a piece of white paper.
The lights flickered, and there was silence around.
Qin Mu vomited a mouthful of turbid air, and Hu linger opened his eyes and whispered, "childe..."
"It's safe now. Go to sleep."
Qin Mu said, "tomorrow we have to climb the mountain. There is a long way to go."
Fox ling'er buried his head, Qin Mu also laid down, looked at the white paper behind the candle light, and his heart was quiet.
The next day, Qin Mu woke up, got up and came to the yard. He saw that the small village last night had turned into a white field, and other houses had disappeared. Only half of their courtyard was left. Most of the walls collapsed, half of the east house fell, and the roof of Westinghouse was gone.
Qin Mu washed and set up a pot for breakfast. Hu ling'er fixed the mechanism of the Dutian demon king and ran out with the Dutian demon king. Hu ling'er screamed.
Long Qilin woke up in a daze, looked outside, yawned, licked his paws, washed his face with wet paws, and said curiously, "where are we? Where was the village yesterday... Master, have you started eating breakfast? Can you sprinkle cumin on my red fire elixir today? I want to change my taste..."
Qin Mu grabbed some cumin, took half a bucket of red fire elixir, and sprinkled it on it.
Long Qilin looked down at the food in front of him, raised his head and said in doubt, "only half a dou."
Qin Mu said, "you are so fat that you can hardly run now. Half a Dou is enough!"
Long Qilin said, "I'm just growing up. If you cut the food, I won't grow up..."
"Are you still in shape?"
Qin Mu was furious and tried to pinch the meat on his belly. He found that he couldn't pinch it at all: "you're not growing a body, it's growing meat. Pinch it yourself to see if you can make a pleat!"
Long Qilin also stretched out his paw and pinched it. He found that it really couldn't be pinched. He said, "I have a constitution that can grow meat even if I drink cold water..."
Fox ling'er ran over and said, "long Pang, you can drink cold water in the future!"
Long Qilin hurriedly protected the red fire elixir in front of him and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of hunger. I always want to eat more. Half a bucket is half a bucket, and I can't be less, otherwise I'm really hungry."
The demon king of Dutian came and saw that Qin Mu had eaten and drunk enough. He was taking down the painting with only white paper in front of the hall and said, "is this painting painted by your adults?"
Qin Mu nodded.
The demon king of Dutian was silent for a moment and said, "the person in the picture is also an adult of your family?"
Qin Mu put the scroll into the Taotie bag and nodded again.
The demon king said, "I'm not afraid of them. However, it's not a way for you to lock me in this demon statue. Why don't you untie the seal, and my consciousness will leave your world, return to Dutian, and stop stepping here?"
Qin Mu said noncommittally, "linger, eat quickly, so that we can continue on our way."
The head of the demon king is big.
After Hu linger was full, Qin Mu came forward to help wash the dishes and chopsticks, put the washed dishes and chopsticks into the Taotie bag, looked at the surplus grain in the Taotie bag, and said, "it can support to the ruins. Lord demon, let's go."
The demon king of Dutian followed up and said, "I'm not afraid of them. I'm not afraid of anyone when my body comes..."
Shenduan mountain range stretches for thousands of miles. Qin Mu and others came to the foot of the mountain and saw that the mountain range is extremely steep, which is difficult for spiritual apes to climb and birds to cross.
Qin Mu took out the geographical map of Yankang, searched carefully, and said with a smile, "Kuji ridge Canyon is not far from here. Let's go!"
Just saying this, suddenly the dark cloud in the sky cracked a line, and a red giant snake poked its head out of the cloud, spouted fire at its mouth, and burned the cloud in all directions. Then a golden tide of insects flew out of the cracked cloud, flew around, and several insects flew here.