At the moment when he plunged into the painting, Li Qingshan saw a white world, unable to distinguish the sky and the ground. It seemed boundless and narrow as a cage, knowing that he was trapped in the painting.
Subconsciously frowned, and found that he couldn’t move, even the simplest movements. What made him happy was that he was still able to mobilize the demon energy, mobilize the talent and supernatural powers, and immediately used the shocking power of the cow and demon, and wanted to move from the inside. The picture scroll is torn apart.
On the drawing paper, black ink marks diffused from his body, intertwined into a cracked shape, and then quickly disappeared.
In the world in this painting, he has the most destructive supernatural powers, turning it into a non-threatening animation display. The laws of the world, and even the way of self-existence, have been fundamentally changed, introducing a new kind of rule.
It is conceivable that even if you use the fire of the phoenix, you will never be able to burn the painting. At most, there will be a mass of ink marks like flames to indicate burning.
"Is this the so-called two-dimensional element? It doesn't feel very good!" Li Qingshan, who was in trouble, didn't panic, but had a wonderful sense of novelty, and was amazed by this wonderful trick.
Mo Yu looked at Beiyue in the painting happily. There is nothing more enjoyable than seeing his enemy turning into such a small painting. He looked away to the west, Gu Yanying in the wind and rain pavilion.
Yan Ying, have you seen it? I won this battle! Although you are the smartest woman I have ever seen, not everything is predictable.
Bei Yue’s speed was so fast that Mo Yu was not sure to be able to involve him in the painting. It took a long time before he seized the opportunity and established the victory in one fell swoop.
Li Qingshan quietly examined this white world, and gradually realized that the color was not pure white, but slightly yellowed, like an ancient painting that has gone through the years.
"Bah, isn't this nonsense? This is originally painting!"
He cursed in his heart, and suddenly realized that in this white world, there are some white shadows, which are whiter than the surrounding yellow environment, and can be vaguely distinguished. It is a bird standing on the bamboo.
"Is this something from the previous painting? Bird, bamboo..." Li Qingshan suddenly remembered the black bamboo flute played by Mo Yu, "Could it be that the bird is a crow, and the one that was trapped in the painting before was Mo Yu, no. It's not that he is trapped, but that he is a painting! That's how it is, that's how it is!"
"It's no wonder that he can withstand my attacks repeatedly. It is said that with my current strength plus the destructive power of the bull demon shock, any demon commander will be smashed into flesh when he is forced to fight, but he can be safe and sound. It is said that his The original shape is a crow, rather it is a mass of ink marks. There are no flesh and bones, and the brain and heart are not critical. Even if the body is shattered, it can be re-closed!"
Li Qingshan thought of this key, but he didn't seem to be of much help to his predicament. Now it is not the time to think about the content of the painting, but how to get out of the painting and first get himself moving.
It's nothing more than the second element, it has to be animation anyway!
But as soon as he wanted to move his body with infinite power, he felt that he was firmly in place by a ubiquitous force, unable to even contract his muscles.
The only good news is that Mo Yu said that he would bring him back to Mohai to be handled by the Dragon King. It seems that this scroll only has the effect of sealing the town, but it cannot attack the target of the town outside the painting. This is somewhat similar to that of the Demon Suppression Tower. resemblance.
This is also of course, otherwise the scroll will be too strong, and Mo Yu only needs to move behind the opponent and take advantage of the fact that the scroll is not available. Wouldn't it mean that even the Demon King will let him slaughter
He didn't know that Mo Yu was also hesitating at this time. This scroll scroll was his destiny. He could naturally enter the painting and launch an attack, but the strength that Bei Yue had just shown left him with lingering fears.
Li Qingshan would not obediently let others deal with it, silently urging the power of the tortoise, and began to analyze the scroll.
In the painting, he has a round of ripples and disappears on the edge of the drawing paper. Gradually, there is a trace of understanding in his heart. The imprisonment does not come from the painting axis, but from himself. He is not yet "adapted" to the painting. The life of the middle-aged. This adaptation is not to say that it is a habit, but an understanding of the law.
Huh, what is this
"Give up, all struggles are in vain, today is your death date."
Mo Yu's eyes were as black as ink, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, full of deathly silence. At the same time, using the two talents of death gaze and death curse, he decided to weaken Beiyue outside the painting. If he can extinguish his will to survive, it would be best.
Li Qingshan's stagnant eyes rolled abruptly, and when he met Mo Yu, he also saw the world outside the painting. He blinked first, then his entire face came alive, showing a disdainful expression, his lips opened and closed:
"Mo Yu, don't bother in vain. I thought you were a monster. It turned out to be just a ball of ink. This is your last trick! Hey, how difficult is it to get out of this painting?"
Mo Yu was shocked, he didn't expect that he would adapt so quickly, and immediately dispelled the idea of entering the painting. Although the world in the painting is his home court and can suppress him, he really doesn't want to fight Beiyue anymore, so he should take it back to Mohai to deal with it!
"Don't speak wild words, do you think you can get out of the painting if you adapt to the rules in the painting?"
"There are many ways to get out, let's try this first!"
Suddenly a residual sword appeared in Li Qingshan's hand, a sword that was as dark as ink. His body also moved, and he lightly waved it at Mo Yu, and a sharp sword aura came out through the paper.
"This is!"
Mo Yu was not afraid of hardly touching Li Qingshan's fist, but his expression changed when he saw this sword aura, and he quickly turned his head to avoid. But in a rush, a sword mark was left on his pale face, bleeding black blood, which could not heal for a long time.
This black remnant sword is exactly the sword energy that Li Qingshan refining in the "Three Jueshu", and after being refined into the Canghai Zhu, this sword energy has become more and more condensed. It was originally just a sword aura, but Li Qingshan, who was in the painting, could hold it in his hand and wield it as a real sword.
While analyzing the scroll of this scroll, Li Qingshan unexpectedly discovered a familiar mark, which was left by the painter. This scroll and the "Three Great Books" are from the same origin. Naturally, he thought of the imprint in his body. A remnant sword sword spirit.
One blow worked, Li Qingshan laughed loudly, and the remaining sword in his hand danced into ink marks, as if a well-made ink-and-wash animation, sword aura shot out.
Whenever a sword aura leaves the surface of the paper and becomes a real sword aura, Li Qingshan's heart becomes more clear. Although being sealed from the three-dimensional to the two-dimensional is a bit sudden, it is not necessary to get out of the two-dimensional. Is an impossible thing.
Now he understands at least three things: First, Mo Yu should come from the handwriting of the Wujue immortal, so he is restrained by the broken sword in his hand. So, is it possible that the Mohai Dragon King is also in the painting
The second is that as long as the scroll is completely destroyed, Mo Yu can be hit hard. If the scroll can be refined and even have a chance to control him, this scroll can be called a magic weapon, and it can even be used to coerce the Mohai Dragon King, but this The chance is not great.
The third is that the Wujue immortal cock has exploded. It's no wonder that Brother Niu would exude admiration when he saw the fragments of the "Sanjueshu" at the level of the magical weapon.
Sword Qi burst out one after another, and Mo Yu looked extremely embarrassed. As long as he was locked by the sword intent, the sword aura would keep track of him, and he could only resist but not dodge. If it was another demon commander, it would be nothing to block these sword auras, but he was restrained by this sword aura, and every sword aura that fell on his body would be a scar.
So he fell into a dilemma. He was outside the painting and could not directly attack Beiyue. All his attacks fell into the scroll, and they would be transformed into ink by the scroll. This is the law set by the painter to protect his painting. After all, This painting is not used to seal the enemy. Unless there is power to exceed this law, it will directly destroy the picture scroll itself, which Mo Yu cannot accept.
If you roll up the scroll, I'm afraid it won't take a while, the scroll will be torn, allowing Bei Yue to get out. Mo Yu knew how the original "Three Great Books" was torn into many pieces.
Only expecting that the remnant sword in Beiyue's hand would run out of power, he immediately rolled up the scroll and brought it back to Mohai to be handled by the Dragon King.
As he continued to wield it, the remaining sword in Li Qingshan's hand became shorter and shorter, and in the end only a section of the hilt remained. After all, it was just a condensed sword energy, not endless.
Before Mo Yu could breathe a sigh of relief, Li Qingshan came up with another volume of the real "Three Great Books". The remnant sword in his hand immediately returned to its original state and became more and more solid. As long as his aura is not exhausted, it will be fine. Keep waving until the scroll is cut and torn apart.
"Oops!"
Mo Yu also understood who killed his subordinates and took away the "Three Great Books" when he was performing martial arts in Jiufu. Thinking of Gu Yanying's warning, she assured Beiyue and left.
But thinking of Beiyue's various ridicules, his heart was full, and he took out a volume of "Three Great Books" and jumped into the painting.
The uncontrolled scrolls floated towards the lake. In the wind and rain pavilion, Gu Yanying had eyes like eagles, staring at the scene in the painting. They each held an ink sword and started a fierce battle, and a group of ink marks danced drippingly. Walking on the yellowed paper, their figures sometimes overlap and sometimes separate.
Mo Yu is naturally more adaptable to understanding the rules of painting than Li Qingshan, and can also use the scroll to suppress Li Qingshan. This is where he dares to leap into the painting and easily gain the upper hand.
Si Bao kept turning his head, trying to see the front of the picture clearly, "Sister, who will win?"
Gu Yanying sighed: "The victory is divided!"
The picture scroll drifted with the night wind, and finally couldn't stand the pull of gravity. When it was about to fall into the water, Mo Yu suddenly got out of the painting, his body was scarred, his brows were frowning, and the ink sword in his hand was missing, and he covered it with one hand. Holding his chest, grasping the scroll with one hand and shaking with force, Li Qingshan was thrown out of the painting, with a volume of "Three Unique Books" biting in his mouth, and a volume of "Three Unique Books" in his left hand.
Mo Yu immediately opened his black wings, trying to get away, his hands tightened, and when he turned around, he saw Li Qingshan grabbing the other side of the scroll.
Mo Yu roared: "Let go!"
Li Qingshan smiled and said, "Don't think about it!"