Chapter 562

Sima Yuntian and Yifeng are playing chess.

Both of them are lost in thought. Sima Yuntian grabs the chess pieces and cannot fall down for a long time. In the eyes, full of dignified meaning.

Yi Feng is also very dignified looking at the chessboard. For a moment, no one can do anything about it.

All of a sudden, a great sadness came from behind.

"Wow

Under the platform, came bursts of exclamation.

The chessboard of Sima Yuntian and Yifeng is so mysterious that many people feel bored when they look at it. Most of them turn their eyes to Mr. Wen ruo's paintings.

It has long been said that Meng Wenruo's painting is amazing. Today, I see it, and it's really earth shaking.

Black and white ink painting, a scene of broken heaven and earth.

The earth cracked, countless volcanoes soared to the sky, mountains and rivers were broken, rivers and seas flowed backward.

Countless creatures are running around. The images of panic and despair make people feel sad for no reason.

Mr. Wenruo's paintings are very spiritual. When you look at a figure in the painting, you seem to see yourself running away.

At the moment, he began to paint with ink.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

A fluffy of ink, into the painting, immediately formed, a dark devil, in the vicissitudes of the world.

"Quack, quack, quack!" "Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

In the painting, suddenly came bursts of evil laughter.

"Help

"My God!"

"God, help

"Mother

"My son

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Voices of despair poured out of the picture. The shrill scream made countless practitioners feel angry.

In the painting, the devil is tearing at thousands of creatures and gnawing at them excitedly.

The sky is falling, the earth is falling!

Even in the picture, the sun is broken and the moon is broken into pieces.

The devil appeared all over the world, in all the places that could be seen.

A huge picture of three Zhangs, full of endless suffering!

Mr. Wen Ruo finally raised his pen.

"Boom

The scene of the picture, suddenly gushing out a large number of black fog, black fog, showing a dynamic state of disaster.

Just like the splendid and wonderful prose of the past, this painting can also show the dynamic atmosphere.

"Ah, GA, GA, GA, GA, GA!"

When the devil roars, he swallows up the living creatures and moves with the spirit, which can let the practitioners in.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"

Some timid practitioners, looking at the picture, trembled all over.

It's in the bone marrow.

It's nothing. In the picture of black air, suddenly, the living creatures and demons inside seem to see the practitioners under the fighting platform.

"Confucianism? Great Confucians, help me, help my son A sudden voice came out of the picture.

Under the platform, countless practitioners suddenly aroused their spirits.

"Gaga, Gaga, there are 70000 people over there, 70000 flesh and blood, gagaga, kill me!" The demons seem to have seen the man in the show and want to pounce down.

It's like the two worlds see each other through a film.

"Help "Help me!" "Save my grandson!"

The internal creatures kept calling for help, and the devil roared out.

However, the two worlds, separated by that layer of film, can not come out, extremely miserable, extremely tragic. Above the square, it seems that the wind blows.

Mr. Wenruo's paintings were finally displayed in front of everyone.

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