In the main room, Hu Ling'er lay motionless on Long Qilin's back, secretly opened his eyes, and saw a head rolling down.
This scene is very strange, there are obviously no enemies, but these strong men in the realm of heaven and man will die immediately as soon as they step into this courtyard!
The others seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and a celestial man shouted, his sword energy was like frost, and the silver frost wrapped around his body. He walked slowly into the courtyard, his eyes vigilant, and he glanced around.
His swordsmanship is fierce, and countless sword lights are swimming around him, like tiny fish swimming happily around him.
He adopts a passive defensive style of play, with thousands of tiny swordfish swimming around, containing his incomparably vigorous cultivation, as soon as he encounters hostility, he will immediately counterattack and give the opponent a fatal blow!
He also had no other choice. The enemy came and went without a trace, and he couldn't see where the enemy was and how to attack. 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 moved slowly towards the main room where Qin Mu and others slept. Then, he saw the painting hanging in front of the hall.
Qin Mu lit a candle in front of the painting to illuminate the painting.
The painting depicts the back of a middle-aged man with a sword on his back. The middle-aged man's face is turned sideways, as if looking at the painter from the corner of his eyes.
From the corner of his eyes, there was a terrifying murderous intent.
This glimpse was captured by the painter and turned into this painting.
Although there is only this middle-aged man in the painting, it feels as if the painting still has infinite information that has not been drawn, and this information is hidden in the blank space in the painting.
It was the end of a terrifying battle. Countless corpses of powerful men fell at the feet of this middle-aged man. Corpses floated up in the sea of blood. The white bones were stained red with blood and had a strange color. Bad capture, pulled into the darkness.
And in the dark world, the demon god with two nine-curved horns is holding a celebratory wedding banquet, celebrating the unjust souls of these strong men as his guests and food.
This is the message hidden in the blank space in this painting!
In the yard, the master of that day's realm saw the painting and the person in the painting, and was startled suddenly, seeing his head slipping off his neck, he felt that everything was becoming so slow, as if he was slowly Falling into the darkness without any light, sinking more and more, endlessly, never falling to the bottom of the darkness.
Boom.
His head fell to the ground and rolled for two weeks, his eyes still wide open.
Suddenly, a big hand reached out and grabbed his head.
There were nine other people outside the courtyard, standing there with terrified faces, only the white-browed old man Taoist Qingshan was still calm, and he was the one who grabbed the head of the master of the realm of heaven and man just now.
He is also the only great master in the realm of life and death among the crowd.
Taoist Qingshan looked into the eyes of the master of the realm of heaven and man, and exhaled: "Good sword."
The other eight people hurriedly looked at it, and tremblingly said: "What did senior Qingshan find?"
"Look at his eyes."
The eight people leaned over and saw a sword light in the left and right pupils of this master of heaven and man realm. The sword seemed to stab head-on, and in the next instant, the life of this master was terminated!
Taoist Qingshan held up the head, turned towards the main room where Qin Mu and others slept, and said, "Where did the sword come from. What is there?"
He moved his body slowly, slowly looking for the angle, and then saw the flickering light of the candle, and then saw a corner of the painting, and said: "It's a painting. I saw the corner of the person's clothes in the painting..."
"Senior Qingshan, why bother? Just destroy this house and the people in it?"
A strong man in the realm of heaven and man suddenly made a move, and the sword pill flew into the air. The sword light in the sword pill was like a pillar, and pierced towards the house where Qin Mu and others were staying!
The sword pillar was extremely thick, and everything it passed was crushed by the rotating sword light!
The circling sword style created by Yankang Guoshi!
Yankang Guoshi is not a private person, many of the sword styles created have been passed down, and there are many sword schools in the world who practice Guoshi's swordsmanship, and this person who made the shot is one of them!
His attainments in the sword-circling pose are still higher than many others.
This sword is majestic and majestic. If it sweeps the central room, everything in the main room will be smashed into powder and will no longer exist. Whether it is Qin Mu, Dutian Demon God or Dragon Qilin in the room, they will all be smashed to pieces!
"Don't make any killing intent on that painting!"
Taoist Qingshan's face changed drastically, and he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
I saw that the sword pillar seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier suddenly, and it was still in the air. Then the sword pillar disintegrated inch by inch, and then the sword pellet exploded with a bang.
The strong man who drew the sword just now had a red mark between his eyebrows, a drop of blood flowed out from the red mark, and then staggered and fell to the ground.
"Be careful!" Taoist Qingshan sternly said.
His aura exploded, and six roars came from his body, but the six great treasures of the spiritual fetus, Wuyao, Liuhe, Qixing, heaven and man, and life and death were all opened!
All around him, a strong man in the realm of heaven and man couldn't stand, and was forced to retreat continuously by his monstrous momentum.
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Behind Taoist Qingshan, the phantom of gods and demons emerged, with a dragon head and a human body, as if a god descended, half of his body was in the void, and the other half of his body stepped into reality.
Clutching a bright mirror in his hand, Taoist Qingshan stared nervously at the main room where Qin Mu and others slept, and said hoarsely, "Aren't you on guard? Are you going to die?"
At this moment, Qin Mu, who was taking a nap in the main room, squinted his eyes, and saw a figure floating down from the wall behind him. He could only see the back of a middle-aged man, stretched very long by the candlelight.
The middle-aged man who came down from the painting was tall and thin, with a sword on his back, very quiet, like a spirit without a body, floating into the yard.
The figure looked up at the sky, pulled out the sword on its back, danced the sword and sang softly, the light of the sword moved, and fish and dragons danced.
"One sword opens the emperor's blood, the mountains and rivers are there, the heart is boundless, looking around, the old country no longer wears old clothes..."
Qin Mu didn't dare to move, he just felt that the world was suddenly full of sharp sword energy and sword light, shuttled back and forth by his side, wandering in time and space.
He closed his eyes, but in front of him was the sword light flashing through the darkness, tearing the darkness apart.
He heard the sound of sword energy piercing through the air, it was very urgent and short.
He opened his eyes, and there were criss-crossing sword lights everywhere in front of his eyes. There was another roar of anger from outside the yard, and there was another terrifying shock. In the dim night, other houses in this small village flew into the sky. The air disintegrates, shatters.
Qin Mu's heart was beating wildly: "Grandpa deaf has been infused, and the village chief in the painting has been infused with a soul..."
Suddenly, all the sound and light disappeared, and the low singing voice also disappeared.
Qin Mu's eyes were half-closed, and he vaguely saw a figure approaching, walking towards him, as if he wanted to return to the painting behind him. Suddenly, the figure collapsed and turned into a puddle of ink and fell to the ground.
Qin Mu was stunned, opened his eyes hastily, looked back cautiously, and saw that the painting on the wall had turned into a blank sheet of paper.
The lights flickered, and there was silence all around.
Qin Mu exhaled foul breath, Hu Ling'er opened his eyes, and said in a low voice, "My lord..."
"It's safe now, go to sleep."
Qin Mu said: "Tomorrow we have to climb over the mountain, and there is a long way to go."
Hu Ling'er lowered his head, and Qin Mu also lay down, looking at the white paper behind the candlelight, feeling peaceful in his heart.
On the second day, Qin Mu woke up, got up and went to the yard, only to see that the small village from last night had turned into a piece of white land, and the other houses had disappeared, leaving only their half of the yard with the walls collapsed. Most of the time, half of the east house collapsed, and the roof of the west house was gone.
Qin Mu washed up, set up the pot to make breakfast, Hu Ling'er fixed Dutian Demon King's mechanism, and ran out with Dutian Demon King, Hu Linger screamed in shock.
Long Qilin woke up in a daze, took a look outside, yawned, licked his paws, washed his face carelessly with his wet paws, and asked curiously, "Where have we been? Where is the village from yesterday... Hierarch, have you started your breakfast yet? Can you sprinkle a little cumin on my Red Fire Elixir today? I want to change the 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: "It's only half a bucket."
Qin Mu said angrily: "You are so fat that you can barely run now, half a fight is enough!"
Long Qilin said: "I'm just growing up, if you skip food, I won't grow up..."
"You still have a long body?"
Qin Mu was furious, and tried to pinch the flesh on his belly, but found that he couldn't pinch it at all: "You don't grow your body, but your flesh. You pinch it yourself and see if you can make a crease!"
Long Qilin stretched out his paws and pinched it, but found that he couldn't pinch it. He said: "I have a physique that can grow flesh even if I drink cold water..."
Hu Ling'er ran over and said angrily, "Fatty Long, you should drink cold water from now on!"
Long Qilin hurriedly protected the Scarlet Fire Spirit Pill in front of him, and apologized with a smile: "It's not that I'm frightened by hunger, I always want to eat more. Half a fight is half a fight, there can't be less, otherwise I'll be really hungry head."
Dutian Demon King came and saw that Qin Mu had eaten enough and was taking down the painting with only blank paper left in front of the hall, and said, "Is this painting drawn by your lord?"
Qin Mu nodded.
Demon King Dutian was silent for a moment, and said, "The person in the painting is also your lord?"
Qin Mu put the scroll into the Taotie bag and nodded again.
Dutian Demon King said: "I'm not afraid of them. However, it's not a solution for you to lock me in this demon statue. Why don't you unseal the seal, let my consciousness leave your world, return to Dutian, and never set foot here again?" ?”
Qin Mu was noncommittal, and said, "Ling'er, eat fast, so we can continue on our way."
The demon king of Dutian has a big head.
After Hu Linger was full, Qin Mu stepped forward to help wash the dishes, put the washed dishes into the gluttonous bag, looked at the remaining food in the gluttonous bag, and said, "It can last until the Daxu. Lord Demon King, let's go!" Bar."
The Demon King Dutian followed up and said, "I'm not afraid of them, I'm really coming, and no one is afraid..."
The Shenduan Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles. When Qin Mu and others came to the foot of the mountain, they saw that the mountain range was extremely steep, difficult for apes to climb, and difficult for birds to cross.
Qin Mu took out the geographic map of Yankang, searched carefully, and said with a smile, "Kujiling Canyon is not far from here. Let's go!"
Just as he was talking, suddenly a line of dark clouds split in the sky, and a giant red snake poked its head out from the clouds, spewing fire from its mouth, and scattered the clouds, and then a golden swarm of insects flew from the split clouds. Come out, fly around, there are a few bugs flying here.