On the throne that looked luxurious and noble, Xu Xiyi opened his eyes slightly, and then let out a long sigh of relief. He never left this seat, and the moment he opened his eyes, he had a little more respect for the opponent he looked down on in Yancheng below.

"You don't have any hole cards anymore. ”

Xu Xiyi walked to the bow of the battleship and overlooked Yancheng, overlooking the young man who was looking up at him.

He slowly floated down from the warship, the gorgeous and noble brocade robe still intact, and the waist plate of the Oracle of the Divine Court hanging from his belt was also intact. It seems that the previous major battles had never happened at all, and if it weren't for the fact that the walls were already in ruins, everyone might wonder if the great battle they just saw was a hallucination.

Falling on the city wall, Xu Xianyi still looked at An Zheng condescendingly.

"Young man, what you just said touched me deeply, so for a moment I didn't even want to kill you immediately, but to take you back. As I told you, it's my job to get rid of you guys, so talk to people like you more and I'll be able to get rid of more people like you more smoothly and easily. ”

An Zheng sighed, got up from the edge of the big pit, carried a small pebble in his hand, and threw it towards Xu Xiyi. The pebble flew three meters away from Xu Xiyi's face, and was directly crushed into powder by the powerful aura.

"Do you still have cards?"

Xu asked freehand.

An Zheng shook his head: "What I didn't expect was that you took a good hand of cards and hid the cards." ”

Xu Xianyi laughed: "So I am always invincible." ”

An Zheng's figure flew back and landed behind An Zheng, a figure that didn't look very solid. Although An Zheng has regained his physical appearance, it still seems to be a little worse than the previous existence like the god of war. Of course, that's not a level thing at all.

"Remarkable. ”

Xu Shuyi looked at An Zheng's physiognomy and was full of praise: "For many years, I haven't seen anyone practice physiognomy into another self." Have you noticed for yourself that your body is almost exactly the same as your body? ”

Of course, An Zheng found out, and this is one of the places where An Zheng is worried.

Since the return of physiognomy, An Zheng has found that his physiognomy is getting closer and closer to himself in appearance. The original body was a god of war in gold armor, with a divine dragon under his feet. And now, it looks quaint and natural, without the slightest momentum or even the slightest breath. He seems to be a clone of Anzheng, a perfect doppelganger, which is gradually taking shape.

But An Zheng is not sure whether this doppelganger is really just an existence without his own wisdom and thoughts. I don't know why, every time I see my current appearance, An Zheng can't help but think of those fighters created by Chen Wunuo.

If one day, An Zheng's physiognomy also awakens his own thinking, then ...... Is he still in the form of An Zheng?

"I don't want to kill you more and more. ”

Xu Shuyi pointed to An Zheng's physiognomy: "Now I not only want to arrest you back and talk about it every day, but I also want to dissect your body to see what is different." ”

An Zheng shook his head: "It's better to dissect it now." ”

Xu Xianyi nodded: "Okay." ”

He took a step forward, one step at a time, without any sign of a deliberate move. However, that powerful aura flattened everything within a hundred meters of his body. Wherever he passed, not even a grain of sand was left on the ground, and it was all swept away by the raging waves. At this moment, An Zheng suddenly came to his senses...... Xu freehand, not freehand landscape. The most terrible thing about him is not to make the mountains and rivers more poetic and meaningful, but to be white.

He is terrible white, and his freehand is to be able to erase everything.

"Now you understand why I became the Oracle of the Inquisition? As I said, my duty is to suppress and get rid of people like you, and my abilities make it easier for me to do all of this. ”

Xu Xiyi just walked step by step, and the place he walked became blank. The city walls are gone, the trees are gone, the official roads are gone, the ruins and broken walls on the ground are gone, and even the dust and gravel are gone. It's as if a blackboard, which was full of words and formulas, has been swept over by a blackboard. No, that's not accurate...... If the world is a colorful picture, splendid in the world, then the place where Xu Freehand passed wiped away all the colors.

A complete painting, where he passed, it was as if a part had been dug out and then forced into a blank piece of paper.

So it seems so abrupt and unreasonable.

"Are you scared?"

Xu Xiyi walked forward, while An Zheng had to retreat.

No matter how strong An Zheng's perception is, he can't feel what the source of Xu Xiyi's power is. This is simply the power of not changing existence, the world is real, and a part of the world is erased...... This is an incomprehensible phenomenon. No matter how you describe it, the world is not a word on a blackboard, not a picture on a picture scroll.

"There's no point in holding back. ”

Xu Xiyi raised his finger and pointed to the sky, and a layer of white things appeared in the sky and gradually shrouded it. It wasn't a cloud, it didn't have the ethereal clouds. It's not fog either, it's much more real than fog.

It was a huge, chilling blank piece of paper, a canvas on which nothing had anything to draw on.

Xu Xianyi pointed to the ground with his other hand, and the color of the earth was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye. The yellow earth is no longer yellow, and the uneven ground is smoothed. It's as if there is an invisible hand smoothing out the white paper on the table.

The sky turned white, the earth turned white, and this white was still glowing, so blazing that the place between heaven and earth was enveloped in white light. An Zheng and Xu Xianyi both entered such an environment, white, and the two of them plus An Zheng's physiognomy were the black spots in this paleness, like the ink that accidentally fell on the painting scroll before it was put down the pen.

This is the realm.

An Zheng has fought many people with their own realms, but none of those people are so terrifying. Such a realm is too big...... There is no end in sight. Is this really a small realm of a practitioner's individual? Isn't this the whole world?

"You're in. ”

Xu freehand laughed, and his smile looked very relaxed and freehand. He rarely opens his realm when he is at war with an enemy, because the realm is also one of his secrets, one of the ultimate secrets. Once the boundary is opened, it means that he has enough attention, even respect, for his enemies.

"That's your fault. ”

An Zheng's smile seemed to be a little bitter, but the tone of his voice did not have the decadence of appointment, let alone the despair of losing his fighting spirit.

"That's it, you've got two more cards hidden. ”

An Zheng stretched out two fingers and shook them, those two fingers just shook randomly in the white world, but there was a phantom. In this world, it is not white that is not terrible, and black is terrible. It's like everyone can't easily judge by good and evil.

This is Xu Freehand's picture scroll, he is not the ink that falls on the white paper, he is the pen.

His hand waved, and a chair appeared behind him, and although it didn't look as noble and luxurious as the throne on his flagship, the sudden appearance still felt a little strange. Xu Shuyi sat down on the chair, and he didn't know when he had an extra piece of rice paper in his hand. He sat upright, with rice paper on his knees, and his fingers ..... It's his paintbrush.

He put pen to paper, and he put pen to paper quickly.

It was too late for An Zheng to move, and many lines suddenly appeared around him, and he instantly became a prison. By the time An Zheng reacted, the lines had become something solid. An Zheng's physique is superb, and his cultivation realm is not low, but when he punches those lines, his fist is shocked back, and his bones are hurting.

He is in the middle of someone else's ink painting.

"This is my realm, and your power is very little in my realm. But this is the slightest thing that has made me look up to you, there was a golden immortal with similar strength to me to fight against me, and after falling into my realm, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand and beg for mercy. ”

When Xu Xianyi laughed, he looked like a gentle private school teacher.

An Zheng still has strength, but this power is not enough for him to break through the shackles.

Xu Xiyi's hands were brought together, and the lines around An Zheng began to shrink. The space of the prison became smaller and smaller, An Zheng and the body stood back to back, the two of them stretched out their hands to hold the line, and their arms were trembling uncontrollably, but their arms were still bending back little by little.

"It doesn't make sense. ”

Xu Xiyi's fingers dotted on the rice paper, and countless sharp swords suspended in mid-air appeared around the prison. And the prison finally tied An Zheng and his body together like ropes, and the two of them had no room to struggle.

"Before I kill you, I suddenly have a question I want to ask you. ”

Xu Xiyi raised his finger and paused slightly.

"You said, at this time, we are demon beasts in your eyes, so your resistance is a matter of course. So, what if ...... I mean, if you do succeed one day, you overthrow Asgard. You became the one who controlled the world, and your people became us...... After a period of time, will you and your people become monsters in the eyes of others?"

An Zheng's face changed, and the question seemed to touch his soul.

But in fact, no.

An Zheng just made himself look conflicted and hesitant, because he needed a little bit of time.

"Maybe, everyone can't perfectly control their desires, and neither can I. But that's for later, I have my own plans and my own goals, but why am I telling you this? What I can say now has nothing to do with your problem, it's another thing. ”

"What?"

Xu Xiyi asked curiously.

An Zheng laughed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked so hateful.

He tried his best to pull his hand out of the restraints, stretched out to the outside of the prison and shook it at Xu Xiyi, two fingers stretched out. Just like when he shook his finger at Xu Xiyi just now, this scene seemed somewhat familiar.

"Cards, I also have two hidden. ”