Tales of Herding Gods Chapter 587: Ci Qinghe Han scholars
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"Yes!" Grandma Si and others spoke in unison.
The Deaf detective grabbed the Wuxuecheng abyss, magic power poured out, and a lava rose into the sky. Deaf grabbed a large pen, used magma as ink, and earth as paper, and walked the dragon and snake on the ground to paint.
His pen is based on the tail hair of a fire wolf from practice to Divine boundary, and takes the **** bone obtained from a ruin in Great Ruins as a rod. Qin Mu is often used as a child when he was a child. He always has to be beaten by Deaf.
This kind of fire wolf tail hair can bathe the fire without hurting, and the **** bones can freely release magic power, writing articles heartily!
Deaf has always been polite, and even a bit pedantic, although it has extraordinary style when it is rich, like the high game world of the Prince. But when he had no money, he was sore and despondent, and he squatted on the corner of the street selling paintings without even yelling.
Now, he is holding his pen, and the stroke of the pen is suddenly wild, and the whole person suddenly becomes wild, with the scholar's unique spirit of Fang Hao, and his unique indulgence!
"Deaf, I will help you!"
Butcher saw his strokes, the brush strokes and the burning paintings in the flames, and could not help but produce a sense of pride, swinging the sword to the ground, so that the Deaf can be swayed.
He took the origin qi as the column, and held the origin qi column to stir the magma in the air, so that the magma would not freeze into stone, and he said with a long voice: "The pen walks the dragon snake, the word tilts the river Han, the wonderful year of Deyi double! Play and kiss the champions. dragon's head whoever does n’t take it will be straightforward, Xunye Zhengrong. "
"It ’s too much for him, and it ’s a big reputation! Yi Zeng, visit the office, Heavenly Chart, no Wucheng city today. Sighing the white shirt, and making Bin Hong. Jin Zhi poems and volumes, battle Fairy wind, blowing to the sky! "
"According to the homeland, incense and fragrant, be an old scholar!" Note①
His poetic sentiment is so great that a song does not have a sense of heroism. It expresses the heart of Deaf's life. From Heavenly Painting Crown Prince, the best in the industry, Shu Fang is full of the world, to the country. , People can't help but have a heart in their hearts, but also a sad mood in old age.
"Ah Ah!"
Mute gives a thumbs up, Dan Tianzhong thundered with a loud noise, like Great Sun burning, behind the iron furnace like a volcanic eruption, the firepower poured into the magma.
The fire is raging, Butcher origin qi is a pestle, stirring the magma, the fire light illuminates his face and chest, roasted red.
Deaf laughed, like drunkenness, more self-indulgent, staggering footsteps, the pen is also more and more unsteady, like a dragon like a snake, like a phoenix flying, like a dragonfly, like a milk swallow Learning to fly is like plowing.
Behind him, Primordial Spirit emerged, holding a pen and painting with him, devoting all his energy, writing magnificent articles and Mountains and Rivers weather.
Beside, Qin Mu and Chancellor Ba Shan, Grandma Si, etc. looked dumbfounded.
They never thought that Deaf, who has always been serious and honest, has such a wild and indulgent side.
He used magma as ink and the earth as paper, and within a short period of time, he filled the tens of acres of ground with lava flames. The paintings on the ground were shrouded in fire, and Jin Cancan was even dazzling.
Who can think of such a heartfelt pride in old scholars?
Deaf draws non-stop, draws the sky and the earth, the sky is white, the ground is green, draws the thunder and lightning, draws Wei Wei mountains and rivers, draws a statue with different postures, and does not have a duplicate **** and demon, draws endless The army, killing, charging, those steel-like muscles and fleshy, knife sword edge Li Zhengliang.
He painted the battlefield, and painted countless corrective postures. Qin Mu and others just looked at it, and felt that the gods and monsters in the painting had to jump out of the picture!
The explosive power of those muscles, those who wield their swords, those lightning and thunder that are about to burst out of the clouds, those downpours that are about to explode, that hurricane hurricane, raging tornadoes, raging tornadoes, collapsed mountains, boiling The sea is so real!
Deaf, is drawing a magnificent world, is making this world come true!
Butcher's poetry exploded his inspiration, stirred his emotions, and inspired the enthusiasm and creative power in his chest. He was completely silent in this crazy creation, expressing his chest and indulging his fantasy.
After a while, Blind said nervously: "The army of demons is coming! There is still a hundred miles away from here!"
Deaf turned a deaf ear and continued to paint.
Blind frowned and said, "There are still eighty miles!"
Qin Mu looked up and looked eighty miles away, where the dark devil qi came like a mist, and his eyes opened a layered pattern, his heart was shocked, I saw countless mountains The huge tide of demonic monster generally flows over mountains and peaks, sprinting all the way, wielding various weird weapons, yelling to quickly arrived here.
Their clothes are not covered, and the clothes on their bodies are tattered. They are not like the demons of Luo Fu Heaven, but like the people who escaped.
They are huge, run like a fly, and look strange, like monsters made up of different creatures. Their muscles and organs are rugged and deformed, which is much more terrible than the Devil.
Some demonic monsters are covered with heads of various races, their arms are composed of countless arms twisted together, some are covered with white bones, like monsters with skeletons grown, and some faces are covered with large and small Eyeballs, like centipedes, have countless legs and feet.
Their weapons are also extremely primitive, with big bones and sticks with flesh and blood, and the bloodthirsty desire flashing in their eyes, running is destroying everything on the way.
"This is not a Demon Race, but demonic monster from Nether!"
Qin Mu depresses the vibration of the heart, these are the deformed monsters born by the wandering soul in Nether absorbing the magic energy and magic of Nether!
Nether is not exactly the territory of Earth count. He once traveled through Nether. Although it is not long, it can also be seen that Earth count does not take power seriously.
Earth count is most concerned about rules.
Nether's rules.
As long as he does not break the rules of Nether, he rarely intervenes actively in the life of Nether.
These Nether demonic monster are the result of Earth count being left alone.
Suddenly, a very thick magic light radiated from the rear of the incoming demonic monster army with a black flame, like a Dao Fire column sweeping the front of the demonic monster army, plowing the ground forward, melting the mountain, melting the river Evaporate and light the trees!
Qin Mu's looked over these demonic monsters, looked at the source of the magic light, and saw behind the army, a darkness Devil gods that looked like a burning volcano, tall and burly, walking slowly, but the pace was too big, one step out of the stool Enough to keep these Nether demonic monster running for a long time.
"In Nether, Devil gods, born of evil thoughts and magic, is the ancestor of the Devil!"
Qin Mu was distracted, and suddenly saw demonic monster in front of the army. There are many Tai Heaven and Eternal Peace Divine Ability Practitioner running fast. They are obviously experiencing. They did not pay attention to the arrival of Nether demonic monster army.
Om —
A black beam of tumbling flames plowed, and more than a dozen Divine Ability Practitioners evaporated immediately. The bones were gone. The other Divine Ability Practitioners quickly evaded, avoiding Devil gods's gaze dangerously, but they were immediately overwhelmed by the demonic monster army that was pouring in like a tide .
The Divine Ability Practitioner of these Eternal Peace and Tai Heaven didn't even lift up a little spray, so they disappeared completely.
"Forty Miles!"
Blind is extremely nervous, loudly said: "Deaf, are you okay? Thirty miles! Prepare for it!"
As soon as his words fell, Deaf suddenly closed his pen and put a little more weight on it to make this painting alive, and the flames roared through the huge 100-mu painting.
The Deaf took a pen as a gun and made a heavy choice. The 100-mu large painting suddenly stood up. Then, this unimaginably large painting gradually exuded an inexplicable breath.
The painting is compatible with Heaven and Earth and disappears from them.
Boom, bang.
There was a thunder in the sky, and lightning awakened everyone, and everyone looked up and saw that the sky was suddenly overcast with clouds, and the fire was in the dark clouds, which was unimaginable.
The raging dark clouds are spreading farther and farther, and the distance between them is getting larger and larger. Suddenly, a hurricane suddenly rises, and a huge tornado descends from the sky with a blazing flame, one, two, three ...
In an instant, countless Dao Fire tornadoes resemble dragons of God of the Living, falling down from the tail, tearing the ground, igniting, and rolling wildly towards the front!
Wow-
It ’s raining, but it ’s not rainwater, but lava fire and rain. Large pieces of lava with flames fall from the sky like raindrops, slamming towards the Nether demonic monster army that is running. Countless countless demonic monster demons!
Countless tornadoes screamed into the army, and everywhere were twisted and shaped bodies, rolled and carried high into the air, and then shattered by the violent wind, or died under the thunder falling from the sky.
Suddenly, a deity in the cloud led a thousand troops and horses to jump out of the cloud and descend from the sky, slanting down, screaming and deafening.
There were millions of gods and demons. They collided with the demonic monster army who flocked here. Numerous residual limbs flew in the air. The scene was **** and magnificent.
Qin Mu, Blind, and others stared at this scene dumbly, without them entering the fight, without them fighting around, and the demon striker army was blocked.
Stopped by one person!
Deaf held a pen and continued to paint. A deity and warrior jumped out of his pen and rushed to the battlefield, unafraid of death, wind and rain, thunder and lightning in the air, ravaged and swept, but they did not touch the army of demon Bombard only on the head of the demon.
The army of gods and demons are all people in the painting, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the painting have nothing to do with them.
"Could these Nether Demon Army rush into Grandpa Deaf's painting world?"
Qin Mu suddenly moved slightly, thinking of a possibility. However, there must be a boundary in the painting Deaf, so where is the boundary of the world in the painting?
He looked around and couldn't see any boundaries of the painting.
The painting trail of Deaf is so impressive that it is so deep that it needs Qin Mu to concentrate on learning again!
"Eternal Peace Imperial Preceptor said that Grandpa Deaf can block one million masters by one person, what he said is true!"
Qin Mu thought: "And this sentence, but Heavenly Painting Country was destroyed, after the capital was transformed into Eighteen Levels of Hell, Eternal Peace Imperial Preceptor's evaluation of Grandpa Deaf."
Note ①: Song Xiaoshi ’s words, Man Tingfang, Zhaizhu slightly changed.