In the hall, Fox Ling'er lay motionless on the back of the dragon unicorn, secretly opened his eyes, and saw a person's head rolling down.

This scene is very weird, obviously there are no enemies, but these powerhouses of the Heavenly Human Realm will die immediately as soon as they step into this courtyard!

The others were like a great enemy, a celestial realm shouted, the sword qi was like frost, and the silver frost wrapped around his body, and slowly walked into the courtyard, his eyes were vigilant, and he glanced around.

His swordsmanship was fierce, and countless sword lights swam around him, like small swimming fish, swimming around him happily.

He adopts a passive defensive style of play, thousands of tiny swordfish swim around, containing his incomparably majestic cultivation, as long as he encounters hostile intent, he will immediately counterattack and give the opponent a fatal blow!

He was also forced to do so, the enemy came and went without a trace, and he couldn't see where the enemy was at all, how to make a move, and so many strong people in the realm of heaven and man died, it was really weird to the extreme.

He didn't encounter any danger, but he still didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and slowly moved his feet towards the hall where Qin Mu and the others were sleeping, and then, he saw the painting hanging in front of the hall.

Qin Mu lit a candle in front of this painting to illuminate the painting.

The painting depicts the back of a middle-aged man with a sword on his back, and the middle-aged man's face turned sideways, as if he is looking at the painter with the rest of his eyes.

The afterglow of his eyes revealed an earth-shattering killing 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 there is an infinite amount of information in the painting that has not been painted, which is hidden in the blank space of the painting.

It was a terrifying battle that had just ended, and the corpses of countless strong men fell at the feet of this middle-aged man, the corpses floated up in the monstrous sea of blood, the white bones were stained red with blood, glowing with strange colors, and the souls of countless swords were being captured by the shadows and pulled into the darkness.

And in the dark world, the demon god with two long-horned nine-curved horns is holding a celebratory feast to celebrate the unjust souls of these powerful men as his guests and food.

That's the message hidden in the blank space of this painting!

In the courtyard, the master of the Heavenly Human Realm saw this painting and the person in the painting, and was suddenly stunned, seeing that his head was slipping from his neck, he felt that all this was becoming so slow, he seemed to be slowly falling into the darkness without any light, sinking more and more, endlessly, and never falling to the bottom of the darkness.

Boom.

His head hit the ground, rolling for two weeks, his eyes still wide.

Suddenly, a large hand reached out and grabbed his head.

There were nine people outside the courtyard, standing there with a frightened expression, only the white-eyed old man Qingshan Dao was still calm, it was he who grabbed the head of the master of the Heavenly and Human Realm just now.

He is also the only master of the realm of life and death among all people.

Qingshan Daoren looked into the eyes of the master of the Heavenly and Human Realm, and spat out a turbid breath: "Good sword." ”

The other eight people hurriedly looked at each other and said in a trembling voice, "What did Aoyama senior discover?"

"Look in his eyes. ”

These eight people leaned over, only to see that there was a sword light in the left and right pupils of this Heavenly and Human Realm master, and this sword seemed to be stabbing head-on, and then in the next moment, the life of this master was terminated!

Qingshan Daoist held up this head, headed towards the hall where Qin Mu and the others were sleeping, and said, "Where did the sword come from. What's there?"

He slowly moved his body, slowly looking for an angle, then saw the light of the candle flickering, then saw the corner of the painting, and said, "It's a painting." I saw the corners of the clothes of the people in the painting......"

"Aoyama-senpai, why do you have to be so troublesome?

A powerhouse in the realm of heaven and man suddenly made a move, and the sword pill took off, and the sword light in the sword pill was like a pillar, roaring and stabbing towards the house where Qin Mu and the others were!

The pillar of the sword was so thick that everything in its path was shattered by the swirling sword light!

The sword-winding style pioneered by Yankang National Teacher!

Yankang National Master is not a person who hides his own secrets, many of the sword styles he created have been spread, and there are many people in the sword sect on the rivers and lakes who practice the swordsmanship of the national master, and the person who made the shot is one of the good hands!

His attainments in the sword-winding style are still above many people.

This sword is majestic, if it sweeps the hall, it will inevitably twist everything in the hall into powder, and it will no longer exist, whether it is Qin Mu in the house, the Heavenly Demon God or the Dragon Qilin, they will all be shattered!

"Don't kill that painting!"

Qingshan Daoren's face changed greatly, and it was too late to stop him.

I saw that this sword pillar seemed to have suddenly encountered an invisible barrier, standing still in the air, and then the sword pillar collapsed inch by inch, and then the sword pellet exploded with a snap.

The strong man who had drawn the sword just now had an extra red mark on his eyebrows, and a drop of blood flowed out of the red mark, and then he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Be careful!" said Aoyama Daoren.

His momentum exploded, and there were six roars in his body, but it was the six great gods of the Spirit Fetus, the Five Yao, the Liuhe, the Seven Stars, the Heavenly Man, and the Life and Death all opened!

Around him, a powerhouse of the Heaven and Man Realm couldn't stand still, and was forced to retreat by his monstrous momentum.

Whew-

Behind the Qingshan Dao people, the phantom of the gods and demons appeared, and the dragon-headed human body was like a god descending, half of the body was in the void, and half of the body stepped into reality.

Qingshan Daoist grabbed a mirror in his hand, stared nervously at the hall where Qin Mu and the others slept, and said in a hoarse voice: "Aren't you going to be on guard?"

At this moment, Qin Mu, who was pretending to be asleep in the hall, squinted his eyes and saw a figure behind him floating down from the wall, and he could only see the back of a middle-aged man, stretched by the candlelight.

This middle-aged man who walked down from the painting was long and thin, carrying a sword on his back, very quiet, like a spirit without a body, floating into the courtyard.

The figure looked up at the sky, pulled out the sword on his back, danced the sword and sang low, the sword light moved, and the fish and dragon danced.

"A sword opens the emperor's blood, the mountains and rivers are there, the heart is boundless, look around left and right, and the old country is no longer bound up in old clothes......"

Qin Mu didn't dare to move, only to feel that this heaven and earth were suddenly full of sharp sword qi and sword light, shuttling around him, wandering in time and space.

He closed his eyes, but there was still a sword light flashing through the darkness in front of him, tearing through the darkness.

He heard the sound of sword qi breaking through the air in his ears, very urgent, very short.

He opened his eyes, and there were crisscrossing sword lights everywhere in front of him, and there was another angry shout from outside the courtyard, and there were terrifying fluctuations, and in the dim night, the other houses in this small village flew into the sky, disintegrating and shattering in the air.

Qin Mu's heart was pounding: "The deaf grandfather has given the soul to the village chief in the painting......

Suddenly, all the sound and light disappeared, and so did the low singing.

Qin Mu's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he vaguely saw a figure walking towards him, as if he was about to return to the painting behind him. Suddenly, the figure disintegrated and fell to the ground in a puddle of ink.

Qin Mu was stunned, hurriedly opened his eyes, looked back cautiously, and saw that the painting hanging on the wall had turned into a blank piece of paper.

The lights flickered, and there was silence all around.

Qin Mu exhaled a breath of turbidity, and Fox Ling'er opened her eyes and said in a low voice, "Childe......"

"It's safe now, go to sleep. ”

Qin Mu said: "I have to go over the mountain tomorrow, and there is a long way to go." ”

Fox Ling'er buried her head, Qin Mu also lay down, looked at the white paper behind the candlelight, and felt quiet in her heart.

The next day, Qin Mu woke up, got up and came to the courtyard, only to see that the small village last night had turned into a white field, and the other houses were gone, only half of their courtyard was left, most of the walls had collapsed, half of the east house had collapsed, and the roof of the west house was gone.

Qin Mu washed up, set up the pot to make breakfast, Fox Ling'er got the mechanism of the Dutian Demon King in order, and ran out with the Dutian Demon King, Fox Ling'er screamed.

The dragon qilin woke up in a daze, took a look outside, yawned, licked his paws, washed his face with his wet paws, and said curiously: "Where have we been? Where was the village from yesterday...... Sect Master, have you started breakfast? Can I sprinkle a little cumin with my Red Fire Elixir today? I want to change the taste......

Qin Mu grabbed some cumin, took half a bucket of red fire spirit pill, and sprinkled it on it.

Long Qilin looked down at the food in front of him, raised his head and said in confusion: "It's only half a bucket." ”

Qin Mu said angrily: "You are so fat that you can barely run now, half a bucket is enough!"

Long Qilin said: "I am the time when I grow my body, if you withhold food, I will not grow up ......."

"You're still long?"

Qin Mu was furious and tried to pinch the meat on his belly, but found that he couldn't pinch it at all: "You don't have a long body, you have a long flesh." Pinch it yourself and see if you can make a fold!"

Long Qilin also stretched out his claws and pinched it, and found that it really couldn't be pinched, and said, "I have a physique that can grow meat even if I drink cold water......

Hu Ling'er ran over and said angrily: "Long Fat, you can drink cold water in the future!"

Long Qilin hurriedly protected the Red Fire Spirit Pill in front of him, and said with a smile: "I'm not hungry yet, I always want to eat more." Half a bucket is half a bucket, and it can't be less, otherwise you'll really be hungry. ”

The Dutian Demon King came over, saw that Qin Mu had eaten and drunk enough, and was taking down the painting in front of the hall that only left the white paper, and said, "This painting was painted by your family?"

Qin Mu nodded.

The Dutian Demon King was silent for a moment and said, "The person in the painting is also an adult of your family?"

Qin Mu put the scroll into the gluttonous bag and nodded again.

The Dutian Demon King said, "I'm not afraid of them. However, it's not a way for you to lock me in this demon god statue, why don't you break the seal, and my consciousness will leave your world and return to Dutian, and never set foot here again?"

Qin Mu was noncommittal and said, "Ling'er, eat quickly, let's continue on our way." ”

The head of the Heavenly Demon King is big.

After Hu Ling'er was full, Qin Mu stepped forward to help scrub the dishes and chopsticks, put the washed dishes and chopsticks into the gluttonous bag, looked at the surplus grain in the gluttonous bag, and said, "It can be supported to the big market." Demon King, let's go. ”

The Dutian Demon King followed up and said, "I'm not afraid of them, my true body has come, and no one is afraid of ......."

The Shenduan Mountain Range stretched for an unknown number of thousands of miles, Qin Mu and the others came to the foot of the mountain, only to see that this mountain range was extremely steep, difficult for apes to climb, and difficult for birds to cross.

Qin Mu took out the geographical map of Yankang, searched carefully, and said with a smile: "The Silent Ridge Canyon is not far from here. Let's go!"

As he was talking, suddenly the clouds in the sky cracked a line, and a giant red snake poked its head out of the clouds, and spewed fire, burning the clouds in all directions, and then the golden insect tide flew out of the cracked clouds, and flew in all directions, and a few insects flew towards this side.