"This battle is the change of the sea of time, this battle is the eternal preface of life, this battle opens the confrontation between art illusion and science, this battle ......"

Without finishing any more, he also felt that he was a little standing and talking without backache, and the Heavenly Tiger looked at the constantly changing reciprocating wall, the pile of huge ghost skins floating in it, and the young and undeceiving, Tong Yan Po and the neatly arranged troops of the Wind Legion.

Then what I looked at was some bamboos arranged in a cross row, some picture scrolls hanging on the bamboo, the hermit legion on the egret and the ethereal and extraordinary painting predecessors, but it seemed to give the most pertinent evaluation, painting is art, and they are not deceived by mysticism

Science?

What the hell is it? Tianhu felt that his brain was a little confused, how could it be so far-fetched to even explain the battlefield, anyway, this battle was imminent, to be precise, it was pushed out by that strange lifting wall

Just as the hermit legion discharged the flying sword and put on a sword formation like a flower blooming, they suddenly encountered such a strange thing as the disappearance of their companions, and the hermit legion looked at it, and the space where it was located was actually changing.

The space was shrinking, and the unpredictable walls were constantly moving, creating a kind of nightmare, and after a few changes, they were completely faint, and the members of the Hidden Legion screamed.

Unexpectedly, the originally huge wall split into smaller cubes, constantly gathering and squeezing, and the body was sandwiched between those cubes.

With a limited perspective, they couldn't even see some of their limbs, and the members of the hermit legion fell into passivity, pulling out a hand with great difficulty, and desperately inducing the bamboo to turn into egrets, and slamming towards those cubes,

With a trace of sparks, I only saw that those cubes had increased again, and there was no longer any figure, and they had long been submerged in it, proving that the meager counterattack had been annihilated in this strange space, and the only thing left was despair.

In fact, this is just one of the traps in this space, and there are terrifying infinite loopholes, and when you fall into it, you don't know what space it is divided into, and some hermit team members are in a hurry to combine bamboo to become that fixed raft.

Seeing this, how could the Wind Legion let them go, and the Wind Legion members immediately rode the wind and rushed forward to stab down with their spears.

Suddenly, the cold light flashed, and the mournful hermit team members took the bamboo that pierced through the body of the Legion of Wind, did a somersault, and kicked each other down with a kick of the leg.

Following the bamboo, the hermit team rushed out, and with their fluttering sword skills, they confronted the remaining army of the wind. The battlefield was unpredictable, and the Celestial Tiger couldn't help but look towards the generals' positions

At present, there is also a fight! How can it not be a dog's blood sprinkler? It is all bloody, and it is not the same as a real knife and a real gun.

I saw Tong Yanpo in the bloodstream, putting her hand in the blood, gathering those huge dough, so that the dough spread like water waves towards the direction of the predecessor of the painting. In the meantime, the skins condensed into some strange faces, like ghosts, screaming and pounced on the painting and his legions.

Tianhu looked a little upset, looked around, the current situation seemed to be controlled by Shao Bu and Tong Yan Po, the Circular Rebirth Wall and the Thousand Faces of Shura cooperated, making this place seem to be a silent and boundless sea

The space of change is like a slight wave, and the layer of skin is even more like a microwave, and there are words like water flowing around it.

To be precise, it should be Tong Yanpo's persuasion.

Due to the attraction of the magic trick in the hands of Tong Yanpo, this word is like a flowing chain that is entwined in general, and if you don't bully it, you will close your palms, and the huge palms composed of wall blocks will be slapped with each other, and there will be a loud bang.

At this moment, except for killing and bombing, Tianhu could hardly hear any other sounds, but seeing that the painting was calm and a little perverted, he didn't even leave his seat, and took the jade chair backwards to dodge the squeezed wall, endless words, and a bunch of strange faces with a thousand faces.

Occasionally, put the bamboo pen on the table upright,

It can be regarded as using a bamboo brush to turn into a few swords to resist, even to meet the left and right attacks of Shang Shao Bu and Tong Yan Po.

His feet cut the legs of the table like knives, and one of his drawn hands still never left the paper on the table, staring intently at his own drawing without raising his head.

Only when the ink is taken from the air, will the pen drive the true qi, and in a sway, the painting has been made with a crescent-shaped blade to defend, so that Shao Bu and Tong Yan Po are absolutely headaches.

In fact, I don't blame them, Tianhu, an outsider, can also see the current situation, the painting is playing less and not bullying Tong Yanpo, I don't think it will be so boring, right?

If it wasn't teasing, what was his purpose? Tianhu didn't explain it anymore, but watched the current situation with a little nervousness.

"Hey, now that you're in our realm, even if you can survive, the guys you brought will ......," said the painting after a long time, and said to the painting in a slightly gloomy and tentative way. Immediately afterwards, Tong Yan's mother-in-law had a chill in her eyes and said coldly

"Buried here!"

This old-fashioned Hengqiu is from the mouth of the innocent child, very decisively, Tianhu can also hear the jealousy of these two for painting,

I couldn't help but look in the direction of the painting again.

There was still no response to the painting, and after the bloody battle, the remaining hermit team members were resolutely defending the painting, even if some had only one arm or only two shoulders left, they were still holding swords and running the magic in their hands and ready to fight desperately.

exuded a kind of righteousness among them, and proudly said, "Swear to defend the painting saint to the death, and you will punish the demons!"

They are not the only ones who are bloody in shouting slogans. In an instant, a high-pitched voice sounded from our camp: "Kunlun's ambition will be extinguished by us! Loyal to the God Emperor and sworn to defend our allies!"

is also missing arms and legs, but the military discipline of the Wind Legion has never been changed, maybe this is the real strength of the God Emperor Legion, in this regard, Tianhu is quite emotional

Sure enough, everything before was just the God Emperor playing a game with himself, and the gap between his own strength and the gods and demons was more and more embarrassing the more he thought about it, and analyzing the situation in this situation, it was very good to draw conclusions

It's not a shame, it's a loss of life! The legions are fighting together again, "Kill! Even if you use your teeth, you will bite the other party to death and defend our glory!"

"Draw the saint, we will let the other party know. Take a step forward, and your bones will be shattered!" The voices of both sides sounded again, and as soon as Tianhu's eyes lightly caught it, he saw that the brush suddenly stopped, his brows were furrowed, and with a long sigh, the painting raised his hands

Yes?

Is he going to surrender or not? Tianhu was very dizzy. Similarly, Shao Bu and Tong Yan Po also asked confusedly

"What does that mean?"

Thinking in his heart, the two of them also received the sincere and sincere words of the painting: "Painting, landscape painting, painting of flowers, birds, people and insects, no matter how high and ethereal the realm is, it is just an escape." What I really hope for is ......"

The painting is very sad, almost can be described as heartbroken, and the unspoken words are from the current opponent, Tong Yan Po and Shao Bu deceitful

"Peace!"

Yes, the condensation of all emotions, the ultimate hope is always just peace, better survival and better protection of loved ones

This......

Tianhu is also feeling nostalgic, after all, he has been the guy who provoked the war since the beginning of the war. So what is your mission? I am very helpless, I recognize myself along the way, and see those people who I look down on but are many, many better than myself, is this maturity?

Finish!

Why do you feel emotionally again? Let's continue to look at the artist's paintings, and the arguments between the illusionist, the Tong Yan Po and the young and the young.

At this moment, I saw that Tong Yanpo and Shao Bu were looking at the picture held high by the painting, and the peace of all ethnic groups between the mountains and rivers was depicted, and it was this bright domain depicted on the painting, depicting this area that was being destroyed by the divine power of blood baptism.

For this reason, the soldiers on both sides put down their weapons and thought in a daze, who knows?

Soon, Tong Yanpo and Shao Bu deceived the two and drew an ultimatum "You will never survive in our field, or ......"

The hard words came to an abrupt end, and what I saw was the two towering mountains squeezing towards here, and the river at my feet was clearly visible.

"Is it ......?"

Seeing this, Tianhu, less is not bullying, Tong Yanpo had an idea in her heart at the same time. And this idea of theirs, located in the secret room in the sky, is absolutely clear to the black frost of the direct battle, and I can't help but wonder

"What's the situation? Through the scroll protected by true qi, a group of people just disappeared? What a terrifying realm! Is it the psychedelic realm of painting?"

"Yes, Kunlun's subordinates are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and among them, King Zhi is powerful. The four gentlemen under him, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, should not be underestimated!"

After that, the emperor kept a bright smile: "Haha! If it weren't for the other party's release of water, I'm afraid that kid would have died a hundred times!"

Yes, the ignorant boy Tianhu was an eye-opener, and he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, so he returned to his old business and explained

"Wow! So that's the case, when Shao Bu and Tong Yanpo released the domain and let the domain overlap the attack, in fact, they were already in the realm of painting predecessors, that is, all the space we have here is just a little bit on the river in the landscape painting!"

Habitually giving a thumbs up, Tianhu smiled at the painting and said, "It's really strong enough!" ...... "There are too many smart people, so they don't even give people a chance to say everything."

Tianhu wanted to speak, but when he saw that he was not bullied, he took the lead and said the answer: "The other party holds up the painting that represents peace." It's trying to persuade us to surrender......!

Alas!

It seems that it is better to be a painter than to be deceived and less scheming, but if you surrender like this, it will be too faceless, and Tianhu can't help but turn his eyes to the painting for help.

Seeing that the painter had torn apart his hard-earned work in an instant, he had given it to at least not deceive his hands, and said, "Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, when a hobby and an art are combined with the skill of killing, we have already been guilty!"

If you surrender, Kunlun will wipe you all out, so I just want a truce, even if ...... This hope is very slim!" At this moment, the predecessors of painting are like ink paintings, which contain vicissitudes.

Accompanied by the mournful ink pouring out right and wrong, that helplessness, that perseverance, that awakening, that repentance, accompanied by that painting, conveys the voice of fortitude

When the fighting will cease forever,

This painting will last forever!"

Ah, the two sides are almost going to hold hands peacefully. Just because of the painting, but this painting is ......

"Hey, that's gone!"

Tianhu said suddenly, this sentence is a bit ruinous, but this is the case, looking up, I saw that the machine hand quietly grabbed the painting torn in two and sent it to a place, what is going on?