"But!" Granny Si and the others said in unison.

The deaf man reached out and grabbed into the abyss of the city of Wuyu, and the mana gushed out, and a stream of magma rose into the sky. The deaf man grabbed a large pen, used magma as ink, and the earth as paper, and painted on the ground.

His pen is based on the tail hair of a fire wolf who has cultivated to the realm of Tongshen, and uses the divine bone obtained from a ruin in the Great Ruins as a rod, Qin Mu often used it to play with when he was a child, and he always had to be beaten by a deaf person.

This kind of fire wolf tail hair can bathe in the fire without hurting, and the god bones can release mana to the fullest, and write articles heartily!

The deaf have always been mild-mannered, even a little pedantic, although they are extraordinarily magnificent when they are rich, like a prince playing the world on a high level. But when he had no money, he was poor and sour, squatting on the street corner to sell paintings, and he didn't even dare to shout.

And now, he held his pen, and the pen was suddenly wild and wild, and the whole person suddenly became wild and wild, with the unique spirit of the scholar scolding Fang Xuan, and the unique madness and indulgence!

"Deaf, I'm here to help you!"

When the butcher saw his brushstrokes, his wandering brushstrokes and his paintings burning in flames, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, and he slashed the earth with his sword, so that the deaf could swing to his heart's content.

He took the Yuan Qi as the pillar, held the Yuan Qi Pillar to stir the magma in the air, so that the magma would not freeze into stone, and chanted in a long voice: "The pen walks the dragon and the snake, the words pour into the river Han, and the wonderful year is both virtuous and artistic! If you don't take the head of the dragon, you will be straight and prosperous. ”

"He is very biased, splashing the sky is big, a good reputation! sighed in a white shirt, and made Binhong. I would like to write a volume of poems, fighting the fairy wind, blowing to Pengying!"

"Return to the land, smoke incense, and be an old scholar!" Note (1)

He is full of poetry, a song and song have a heroic taste, the heart of the deaf life, from the prince of Tiantu, the champion of the technical industry, the world full of books, to the country is ruined, poor, selling paintings for a living, people can't help but have both impassioned in their hearts, and the sad and gray gray mood of old age.

"Aba!"

The dumb man gave a thumbs up, and there was a loud bang in the dantian, like the sun burning, and the iron furnace behind him was like a volcano erupting, and the raging fire poured into the magma.

The fire was raging, and the butcher's vitality was a pestle, stirring the lava, and the light of the fire illuminated his face and chest, and roasted red.

The deaf man laughed, as if he was drunk, the more he indulged himself, his steps staggered, and his big pen became more and more amorphous, like a dragon like a snake, like a phoenix flying, like a dragonfly dotting water, like a milk swallow learning to fly, like an old cow ploughing.

Behind him, the original spirit emerged, and he painted with a pen, pouring his heart and soul into writing magnificent articles and mountains and rivers.

Next to him, Qin Mu and Bashan Sacrificial Wine, Granny Si and others were all stunned.

They had never imagined that a deaf person, who had always been serious and honest, would have such a wanton and indulgent side.

He used magma as ink and the earth as paper, and in a short period of time, the ground with a radius of dozens of acres was covered with magma flames, and the paintings on the ground were shrouded in firelight, and the gold was a little dazzling.

Who would have thought that an old scholar would have such hearty pride in his heart?

The deaf man draws the sky and the earth, the sky is blank, the earth is green, the wind and clouds are drawn and the thunder and lightning are drawn, the mountains and rivers of Wei Wei are drawn, the gods and demons with different postures are not the same, and the endless army is drawn, slaughtering, charging, those muscles and muscles like steel are hideous, and the swords are sharp and shiny.

He drew the battlefield, and drew countless postures that were jumping up, Qin Mu and the others only glanced at it, and felt that the gods and demons in the painting and the army were about to jump out of the painting!

The explosive power of those muscles, the figures that slashed with knives, the lightning and thunder that were about to burst out of the clouds, the downpours that were about to erupt, the howling hurricanes, the raging tornadoes, the collapsing mountains, the boiling seas, were so real!

Deaf, is drawing a magnificent world, is making the world into reality!

The butcher's poetry made his inspiration explode, his feelings stirred, the pride in his chest and the power of creation, and he was completely silent in this crazy creation, expressing his heart and indulging his fantasies.

After a while, the blind man said nervously: "The army of the demon clan is about to arrive!

The deaf man turned a deaf ear and continued to paint.

The blind man frowned and said, "There are still eighty miles of land!"

Qin Mu looked up eighty miles away, where the pitch-black demonic qi was surging towards this side like a black mist, his eyes opened layer after layer of formations, and his heart was shocked, only to see countless huge monsters in the mountains overflowing one mountain peak after another, running wildly all the way, waving all kinds of strange weapons, and running towards this side with his mouth open and shouting.

They were poorly dressed, and the clothes on their bodies were in tatters, not like the demons of Luofutian, but like people fleeing.

Their size is huge, running like flying, and they look strange, like monsters that different creatures have put together to become monsters, and their muscles and organs are rugged and deformed, which is much more terrifying than the demons.

Some monsters are covered with heads of various races, and their arms are composed of countless arms twisted together, some are covered in white bones, like monsters grown from skeletons, some have large and small eyes on their faces, and some have countless legs and feet like centipedes.

Their weapons are also extremely primitive, large bone clubs with flesh and blood, and their eyes are flashing with bloodthirsty desire, and they destroy everything in their run.

"This is not a demon, but a monster from the hidden capital!"

Qin Mu suppressed the vibration in his heart, these were the deformed monsters born from the wandering spirits in the Youdu by absorbing the demonic energy and demonic nature of the Youdu!

Youdu is not entirely Tubo's territory, he has traveled to Youdu, although it is not for a long time, it can also be seen that Tubo does not value power very much.

Tuber is most concerned about the rules.

The rules of the Hidden Capital.

As long as he doesn't break the rules of the Netherland, he will rarely take the initiative to interfere with the lifeforms of the Netherland.

These ghostly monsters are the result of Tubo's indulgence.

Suddenly, thick and incomparably thick magic light with black flames shone from behind the surging demon army, like pillars of fire sweeping away the monsters in front of you, constantly plowing the ground forward, melting the mountains, vaporizing the rivers, and setting the trees on fire!

Qin Mu's gaze crossed these demons, looked towards the source of the demonic light, and saw that behind the army, a dark demon god like a burning volcano, with a tall and burly body, walking very slowly, but the steps were too big, and one step was enough to make these ghostly monsters run for a long time.

"In the hidden capital, the demon god born from the collection of evil thoughts and demonic nature, the ancestor of the demon clan!"

Qin Mu's mind was disturbed, and he suddenly saw that in front of the demon army, there were many Emperor Heaven and Yankang's supernatural powers running quickly, they were obviously training, and they didn't pay attention to the arrival of the demon army of the hidden capital, and it was too late to find out.

Buzz –

A black pillar of light with rolling flames plowed over, and more than a dozen supernatural beings immediately evaporated, and there were no bones left, and the other supernatural beings hurriedly dodged, narrowly avoiding the gaze of the demon god, but they were immediately overwhelmed by the army of demons that rushed over like a tide.

These Yankang and Emperor Heavenly Avatars couldn't even make a splash before they disappeared completely.

"Forty miles!"

The blind man was very nervous, and said in a loud voice: "Deaf, okay, is it okay? Thirty miles! Prepare for war!"

As soon as his words fell, the deaf man suddenly put away his pen, made the painting a little heavier, and the flames roared through the hundred-acre painting.

The deaf man used the pen as a gun, and with a heavy pick, the hundred-acre painting suddenly stood up, and then, this unimaginably large painting gradually exuded an inexplicable atmosphere.

The painting, compatible with heaven and earth, disappeared from their presence.

Boom, boom.

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and lightning woke everyone up, and everyone looked up, only to see that the sky was suddenly full of clouds, and fire flowed in the dark clouds, which was unimaginably strong.

The dark clouds of the fire spread wider and wider, and the distance became larger and larger, and suddenly a hurricane arose, and a thick tornado fell from the sky with raging flames, one, two, three......

In an instant, countless fire tornadoes were like dragons of the Heavenly Father, hanging down, tearing the earth apart, igniting, and frantically rolling forward!

Wow –

It was raining in the sky, but it was not rain that fell, but a rain of lava and fire, and huge pieces of lava fell obliquely from the sky like raindrops with flames, blasting towards the army of demons in the Hidden Capital who were rushing wildly, smashing countless monsters and demons on their backs!

Countless tornadoes roared into the army, and everywhere there were twisted, shapeless bodies, tumbling and carried high into the air, then being swept apart by the raging wind, or dying under the thunder that fell from the sky.

Suddenly, in the clouds, a god and demon led thousands of troops and horses to leap out of the clouds, descended from the sky, and rushed down obliquely, killing loudly and deafeningly.

It was an army of millions of gods and demons, colliding with the army of demons and monsters rushing here, countless stumps flying in the air, the scene was bloody and magnificent.

Qin Mu, the blind man and the others watched this scene blankly, without them entering the battle to fight, without them needing to fight hard, the vanguard army of the demon clan was actually blocked.

Blocked by one person!

The deaf man held the pen and swayed, continued to paint, a god and demon and soldiers jumped out from his pen, rushed to the battlefield, fearless of death, wind and rain and thunder and lightning in the air, raging and sweeping, but did not touch the army of gods and demons, only bombarded the head of the army of demons.

These armies 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 it be that these demon armies in the hidden capital have rushed into the world of deaf grandfather's paintings?"

Qin Mu's heart suddenly moved slightly, and he thought of a possibility, however, the painting of the deaf man must have a boundary, so where is the boundary of the world in the painting?

He looked around and could not see any boundaries of the painting.

The deaf man's painting path is profuse, and it is so deep that he needs Qin Mu to study again!

"Yankang Guoshi said that the deaf grandfather alone can block a million male teachers, and what he said is true!"

Qin Muxin said: "And this sentence is just the evaluation of the deaf grandfather by the Yankang National Master after the Tiantu Kingdom was destroyed and the national capital turned into an eighteen-layer hell. ”

Note (1): The words of Shi Xiaoyou in the Song Dynasty are full of Tingfang and house pigs have been slightly changed.