The Wind River Prison formed by the Mist Butterfly is extremely powerful. Not to mention a half-saint, even an ordinary great saint would find it difficult to dissolve it.
But now, the Wind River Prison around Gu Xu was only a faint shadow, barely detectable.
"Hmph!" The little mist butterfly gently flapped its colorful wings of light behind it, and the Wind River Prison once again clearly appeared around Gu Xu.
A faint flame of holy power emerged from Gu Xu's body, constantly fighting against the power of the Fenghe Prison.
His holy power was being consumed at an extremely fast rate.
That is the power of strange wind and weak water, and it is also the power of the Holy Way.
Ao Zhou secretly glanced at Fang Yun, thinking over and over again in his heart, if he ran away now, would he die miserably? If he didn't die miserably, he could run away. Anyway, according to this trend, he had to die at the hands of the two.
"You are finally willing to give it your all." Fang Yun said slowly.
The volcanic land under Gu Xu's feet had completely collapsed due to the powerful battle. He stood in the void, looking at Fang Yun, motionless.
"Two quarters of an hour have passed." Gu Xu said coldly.
"Yes, it's been a quarter of an hour."
As Fang Yun spoke, he released another batch of Wenyu, but not ten pieces, but sixteen pieces of Holy Dao Wenyu!
The sixteen levels of Holy Path power resonated, forming a Holy Path ocean visible to the naked eye, surging and roaring, and together with all the power, suppressed Gu Xu.
Although Gu Xu's power was suppressed, he still stood with his chest straight, fearless.
Boom…
A slight roar sounded from behind him, and then ten more semi-saint statues appeared at the entrance of the cave in the Mountain of Thousand Saints, also emitting white light that connected to the back of Gu Xu's head.
However, when Fang Yun took out a piece of paper scroll, the aura around Gu Xu suddenly surged like adding fuel to the fire, and twenty semi-saint statues emerged from the cave of the Thousand Saints Mountain again.
Forty statues of semi-saints are connected to Gu Xu.
It seemed as if there were forty more white hairs on the back of Gu Xu's head.
Gu Xu's aura became extremely heavy and also extremely obscure.
Then translucent blood-red lotuses bloomed all over the surface of his body and merged into the Great Sage's golden armor, becoming a continuously powerful protective force.
On the desk, Ao Zhou was stunned.
Fang Yun's right arm turned into a green dragon, and his hand turned into a dragon's mouth, holding the Zixia brush. However, there was a white light in the dragon's eyes, as if it was missing an eye.
Ao Zhou thought, isn't this the legendary Five Realms of Painting that adds the finishing touch? After Fang Yun went to ancient times, did he still have time to practice painting? The human race has the Five Realms of Calligraphy, but the Five Realms of Painting have never appeared. How powerful will the Five Realms of Painting be
Fang Yun saw a long scroll spread out in front of him. He started from the leftmost end without dipping his pen in ink. With the help of the ink girl, he started writing directly.
Fang Yun moved his pen very quickly, and Zixia's pen and wrist seemed to become virtual shadows. However, in the blink of an eye, a lifelike mountain appeared on the drawing paper.
Ao Zhou recognized it at a glance. This was Mount Tai, but it looked like a primitive mountain, without steps, pavilions, or any signs of Fengshan.
As he moved his pen, Mount Tai suddenly rose up from the paper and then jumped out of the paper. It was not a phantom, nor was it transparent, but a complete two-foot-high mountain.
Mount Tai is still there on the paper.
Fang Yun gently lifted Qinglong's arm, and Qinglong's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and vivid eyes grew. Then Fang Yun lightly tapped the real Mount Tai floating on the drawing paper, and continued to draw the next mountain.
Qinglong's eyes turned white light again.
The moment Fang Yundian reached Mount Tai, the scenery of Mount Tai changed rapidly. Stairs for climbing, pavilions for resting, and even a place for Fengshan appeared, which was exactly the same as the Mount Tai today.
Afterwards, countless transparent little people appeared in Mount Tai, kneeling down and offering sacrifices to Mount Tai.
The new Taishan flew high into the wind and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Ao Zhou looked up, and a moment later, a huge black shadow appeared in the sky.
A black shadow with a radius of hundreds of miles descended rapidly, making a roaring sound of movement, carrying layers of flames and causing layers of space ripples.
The mountain is pressing down on us.
Gu Xu was not afraid at all. The fifth level of the Painting Dao might not be that strong. Moreover, for him, even the entire Shengyuan Continent could be smashed to pieces with one punch, let alone a Mount Tai. What's more, this Mount Tai only caused ripples in space but did not break the void, so the power must be limited.
Gu Xu slowly swung his left arm, ready to push Taishan away and then move forward to attack Fang Yun.
The moment his hand touched the bottom of Mount Tai, a crisp sound of bones breaking resounded through the sky.
Then, Ao Zhou discovered that a black shadow flashed in front of him and Gu Xu disappeared.
Ao Zhou hurriedly flew out of the desk and looked down. As his Sheng Nian fell rapidly, he saw that Gu Xu's left arm was broken, and his body was also hit by Mount Tai. He was falling rapidly, and there was a continuous sound of bones breaking from his chest.
The Mount Tai in the Five Realms of Painting is far more important than the real Mount Tai because it has the power of Mo Nu, Bi Lao and so on.
What’s more, in Fang Yun’s literary world, the mountains are shining, especially the Kunlun Mountains in the literary world, which exudes vast power.
The ancestral temple of all mountains, the master of all mountains.
In addition, there is Fang Yun’s strongest power among all living beings in the universe.
The weight of this Mount Tai of the Five Realms of Painting is already ten thousand times heavier than that of the Shengyuan Continent!
This painting is absolutely an extremely powerful holy treasure.
There are very few power-type holy treasures in the Ten Thousand Worlds. Because they are extremely easy to damage, they often only rely on strength and impact force to enhance their power, and they will shatter if they are hit again.
After painting Mount Tai, Fang Yun painted Mount Hua, the Western Peak, and then Mount Heng, the Northern Peak, Mount Heng, the Southern Peak, Mount Song, the Central Peak, Mount Lu, Mount Putuo, and so on. He even found time to paint a very small old Taoshan Mountain.
All the mountains are the same. After being drawn, they fly out of the drawing paper, but their original prototypes are left on the drawing paper. At the same time, they are added with the finishing touch by Fang Yun and fly high into the sky.
boom…
When Fang Yun finished painting Zhongyue Songshan, a huge vibration sound came from below.
Guxu defeated Taishan.
"Fang Yun, I..."
A huge black shadow fell from the front, followed by Gu Xu's muffled groan.
Next, one huge mountain after another flew up from the drawing paper, grew larger and then fell down continuously.
Jiao Sheng Ao Zhou had been looking out to watch the show, when he suddenly felt a chill on his back and his body stiffened. Was Fang Yun going to attack him? Or was there a powerful enemy behind him
Ao Zhou turned his head tremblingly, and saw the servile look of Yangui right in front of him. He was putting his turtle legs on him and putting his arm around his shoulders like old friends.
Ao Zhou was extremely angry. He was the great Dragon Saint, but was treated as a brother by a mere dead creature
However, his anger quickly dissipated and he forced a fake smile.
Because Ao Zhou helplessly discovered that the true dragon aura on Yan Gui was even stronger than his!
Formed blood suppression!
Ao Zhou cried out in his heart that he was not even as good as an inkstone!
Yangui patted Ao Zhou's shoulder with a smile, then leaned his head to look down, his face beaming with joy.
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