Meng Chuan first drew a young man in black armor and holding a spear. The young man's eyes were full of sharpness, as if nothing in the world could stop him. This image is still relatively immature, and he is indeed a dazzling figure in the human race for eight hundred years. King Yanshui! Long-term guarding of the large city gate 'Yanshuiguan'.
Yanshuiguan, the monster clan once tried their best to attack, but failed again and again! I don't know how many demon kings died under the spear of King Yanshui.
However, the most tragic battle finally happened!
The world entrance of Yanshuiguan expanded without warning, and the monster clan immediately mobilized three five-level demon kings and led a large group of quadruple demon kings to rush in! King Yanshui was killed with a spear! He actually killed all the three five-level demon kings, and more than twenty four-level demon kings died, so frightened that the monster clan's offensive stopped.
But soon, another nine five-layer demon kings led an even larger army of demon clans to kill them.
King Yanshui was completely insane.
In that battle, the earth was shattered, the surrounding terrain changed thousands of miles away, and the hundreds of miles long Yanshui Lake was directly pierced and connected to the East China Sea!
In that battle, King Yanshui died in battle! However, he beheaded six fifth-level demon kings. After his death, even the demon clans did not want to defile his body, but brought it back to the demon world, and it is still preserved by the demon clan.
When Venerable Good Fortune arrived from Yuanchu Mountain thousands of miles away, there was already a ruins there, and the body of King Yanshui could not be taken back! The human race can only rebuild a larger city gate on the ruins to guard the super-large world entrance, so there is the "Luotang Pass", the first of the seven major city gates of the Great Zhou Dynasty! Guarded by His Holiness himself.
King Yanshui... also because of that battle, completely shocked all sides of the human race and monster race. The human race can be sure that nine five-level demon kings and over a hundred four-level demon kings died under his gun (nearly half of them were killed by guarding Yanshui Pass for a long time). King Yanshui was also recognized as the strongest god and demon of the human race at that time.
"King Yanshui." Meng Chuan carefully drew him. He was already a gray-haired old man when he died in battle. What Meng Chuan saw with his own eyes was only the image left by King Yanshui when he went down the mountain when he was young.
That young man who is still immature, that young man full of fighting spirit.
"boom."
Meng Chuan felt that the Yuanshen had changed.
The primordial spirit, which has been accumulated to the extreme long ago, has now completely entered the second floor, its domain has expanded to a range of twenty feet, and its sensing range has also expanded to two miles.
But Meng Chuan's mind has long been involved in the painting. He didn't care about the transformation of Yuanshen at all, but continued to paint, finishing the painting of King Yanshui when he was young.
Then he drew another character—'Wu Yanghou'.
Marquis Wu Yang is also an outstanding man of his generation, he became a god and devil at a young age! The talent is outstanding, and at that time, Yuan Chushan admired it very much. When he was guarding 'Wuyang Pass', he also married and had children. His two children also became gods and demons. They both cultivated to the Great Sun God and Demon Realm in their thirties, and guarded Wuyang Pass together with their father.
However, a traitor from the human race, Wang Ziru, the deputy head of the Tianyao Gate, infiltrated and assassinated Marquis Wuyang, and cooperated with the demon army to completely destroy the entire Wuyang Pass.
In that battle, Marquis Wu Yang and a pair of sons and daughters all died in the battle, Wang Ziru was seriously injured and left, and now he is one of the only two five-level sky demons in the Tian Yao sect.
"Marquis Wu Yang is extremely talented, and his sons and daughters are also very talented. If in another ten or twenty years, Marquis Wu Yang will be crowned king, and his children will also be crowned princes." Meng Chuan has read the records in the book, and there are too many Pity. However, the 'Wang Ziru' who attacked Marquis Wu Yang in a sneak attack was also too powerful, and his ability to become a five-fold sky demon later proved this point.
Wu Yanghou and his children all died in battle, which made many people regret.
Meng Chuan drew carefully, and the painting was still the image they left when they went down the mountain.
In the center is Marquis Wu Yang, with sons and daughters on both sides, as if a father is leading his children in battle.
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Meng Chuan continued to paint, and every time he drew a character, he recalled the other person's story, and put all the feelings in his heart into the brush, and there were tears in his eyes unconsciously.
He carefully drew the eighteen heroes of gods and demons who died in battle, and they were all drawn very carefully! After that, I briefly drew other heroes, although they were all with a few strokes, and some were even just a back view. But every time Meng Chuan draws...there is a corresponding hero in his mind. Their strength is much weaker, and most of them are gods and demons of the Great Sun Realm or even Gods and Demons of the Immortal Realm when they die.
But Meng Chuan still drew it. As long as there are characters recorded in the library cave, he put his feelings into them with a few strokes, so that each character has their own spirit.
Meng Chuan did not want to stop painting this painting!
He doesn't eat or drink, and draws from night to day, but he is still immersed in it.
The 18 heroes are drawn carefully, and the other 127 are all in the distant view in the painting, as if they have reached the edge of Yuanchu Mountain, and the figures are smaller, with a few more simple strokes. But each one is very lively.
Following Meng Chuan, he began to carefully draw the living people again.
The unparalleled swordsman 'Xue Feng', the gentle and friendly 'Xiao Yunyue', the 'Qian Yu' who looked at the distance with a ray of sadness, the dazzling 'Tian Xinghou', the gentle and elegant 'Nanyunhou', the illustrious 'Dong' River King'... These are all seen by Meng Chuan with his own eyes. There are young gods and demons, as well as Fenghou gods and demons, and king gods and demons. Fenghou Shenmo and Fengwang Shenmo are all making great contributions now.
He also carefully drew eighteen living gods and demons, and also briefly drew the disciples of gods and demons he had seen. Most of the nearly two hundred disciples of gods and demons Meng Chuan had seen when he went up the mountain had already descended the mountain! Meng Chuan also drew one hundred and twenty-seven figures, all with a few simple strokes. Each god and demon is very young, and it is the appearance of Meng Chuan when he sent them down the mountain at Chixue Cliff.
"Countless heroes are fighting in all directions." Looking at the painting, Meng Chuan saw the battles, the battles of these gods and demons in a trance.
No one is immortal.
No one is truly invincible.
As strong as the King of Yanshui, he will die in battle.
The figures of tens of thousands of gods and demons on the Red Blood Cliff showed everything, and every disciple who went down the mountain knew that they might die on the battlefield.
But this war for the survival of the human race continued, and no one retreated.
"We will win this war. Even if I don't see it in my life, after I die, people will see the final victory." Meng Chuan whispered softly, and then wrote five words in the upper right corner of the picture scroll——Heroes march all directions !
Whether it is the gods and demons who died in battle, or the gods and demons who have gone down the mountain and are guarding the city gates, they are all heroes.
After painting.
Meng Chuan carefully looked at a figure above. This painting was understandable at a glance, that is, the gods and demons descended to fight in all directions, but the strong impulse of this painting made Meng Chuan unable to stop painting.
"The painting is finished, and then it's my turn to go down the mountain." After Meng Chuan put down his brush, he pushed open the door of the study.
There is thick snow outside.
Meng Chuan stood in the yard stepping on the snow, smelling the breath of nature, and felt extremely peaceful in his heart.
It's been a long time.
When Liu Qiyue came back from the cave, she was overjoyed when she saw Meng Chuan and said, "A Chuan, you finally finished painting? You have been painting for nearly two days and two nights this time."
"I want to draw, but I don't want to stop." Meng Chuan said with a smile, "But I've finished drawing."
Liu Qiyue couldn't help entering the study, and saw the long scroll painting lying flat on the painting table at a glance, and she was fascinated by it. At least she could recognize the gods and demons in Meng Chuan's close-up paintings, but only a few With a few strokes of more than two hundred gods and demons, she can recognize most of them when she is alive, but she can hardly recognize them when she is dead. But she could feel that every god and demon was so alive.
Looking at Liu Qiyue, there were tears in her eyes.
"Why are you crying?" Meng Chuan couldn't help coming when he entered the study and saw this scene.
"Seeing that they are all very young, going to the battlefield one by one. Thinking that many of them have died in battle, I can't help but want to cry." Liu Qiyue said.
Liu Qiyue looked at the name on the upper right corner of the picture scroll, and whispered softly: "Heroes Conquer the Quartet? A Chuan, this painting must be preserved well. If this war is really won in the future, we may die, but this painting can be used later. be seen."
"Well, keep it well." Meng Chuan nodded with a smile.
"Ah, you haven't eaten or drank for two days and two nights, I'll ask someone to prepare some food for you." Liu Qiyue rushed out as she said.
Meng Chuan shouted with a smile: "Don't worry, we are gods and demons, we can hold on."
"Okay, okay." Liu Qiyue waved her hand to the back, and she had already run away.
Meng Chuan picked up the demon-slaying knife on the side and walked towards the training ground.
Now that the primordial spirit has changed qualitatively, he also needs to verify the influence of the second level of the primordial spirit on his own strength.