82, a type of magic power (bell)

As the old man uttered wild words, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar that sounded less like a human voice and more like a wild beast roaring. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment of its roar, he saw black gas roaring from all directions, and the speed of the black gas was so fast that it surpassed the Gongdi Emperor's current gallop at close range, and almost in the blink of an eye, the entire heaven and earth were already filled with this endless black gas.

In the depths of this starry sky, in the old man's tribal village, all the clansmen knelt on the ground at this moment, holding hands and looking pious, surrounded by a black statue of more than ten zhang in size, constantly worshipping.

The statue was not human, but a huge scorpion, with a hideous expression, exuding a murderous and evil aura all over its body, looking up at the sky, and in its huge mouth, biting a child, who seemed to be not dead, but weeping and struggling.

The statue was so lifelike that the child's expression was very clear, the painful look, the desperate gaze, and the miserable wail could still be heard.

Below the statue, on the limbs of the scorpion, there were three people, the old man, the woman, and the young man, the three carved people, all with terrible expressions.

Around this shocking statue, hundreds of people from the Star Thief Tribe circled around, including old people, children, and women. There were also warriors, and their voices fused together, and at the moment when the sky and earth were surrounded by black air, they were heard. It sounds like the voice contains an endless evil gloom, and when it falls on the ears, it will make the heart beat faster, the heart will tremble, and the whole body will be cold.

Meanwhile. In this place where Zhong Yuan and the old man fought, the old man's body became the source of attracting the condensation of black qi, and in the coming of the endless black qi, it constantly surrounded the old man's body, and after wrapping it, a huge scorpion was formed!!

The scorpion beast lay on its stomach on the ground. The tail flicked unconsciously, the eyes showed red, the tongue spit lightly, and roared in the sky. Its appearance is exactly the same as the beast carved by the statue of the Wu tribe in the jungle that is worshiped by hundreds of tribesmen!!

The size of this scorpion is dozens of zhang, and it continues to come with the black qi. It was still expanding, emanating from it, full of eerie evil. As it roared, as its mouth chewed, Zhong Yuan had heard many gasps and reappeared.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan finally knew who the voice belonged to!

As the scorpion roared, its head spun violently, staring at the distracted shadow of the Co-Emperor galloping towards it. At the moment of looking, Zhong Yuan immediately noticed that the eyes of this scorpion were actually double pupils!

The moment it looked at the shadow of the Emperor Gongdi's distraction, its huge tail flicked violently. With an earth-shattering roar, it directly pulled open the void. As a result, where its tail passed, a dim crack appeared in the void, and it went straight to the Gongdi.

The figure of the Emperor Gong did not pause at all, at this moment he had dissipated most of it, and his existence was almost transparent, and at the moment when the scorpion's tail waved, his right hand was raised and a punch was blasted out.

This punch looked very ordinary, but at the moment of contact with the scorpion's tail, the scorpion's body suddenly retreated a few steps, and its tail was even more shattered, and blood and flesh were splashed everywhere.

But in the same way, the figure of the Emperor Gong is also more illusory, as if it can dissipate at any time.

At this time, the huge scorpion leaped violently in the distance, condensed a large amount of black qi in mid-air, and suddenly turned into nearly a hundred zhang, like a small mountain, and went straight to the Gongdi.

"Your distracting power is about to dissipate, I'll see how you fight against the arrival of my holy beast!!" A vague hoarse voice suddenly came out of the scorpion's mouth, echoing all around as its figure quickly approached the Emperor.

Zhong Yuan stood up, his right eye flashed with blood, his right hand was raised, his expression was decisive, behind him, the sky star suddenly appeared, the Everest of the sky star, at the same time, there were bursts of coercion, in the fingers of Zhong Yuan's right hand, straight to the huge scorpion.

Almost at the moment when this huge scorpion came, the illusory body of the Emperor Gong raised its head, and its eyes suddenly revealed a strong light, and what existed in that light was an indescribable battle intent.

It was a frenzied battle intent that was hot enough to burn the eyes of others, and at the moment when this light appeared, far away from here, on the planet beyond the endless range, the true body of the Gongdi who was sitting there cross-legged and meditating silently also raised his head at this moment, his eyes also showed the same light, and his body instantly lost a circle!

At the same time, the distracted body of the Emperor Gong suddenly changed from an illusory and transparent state to a substance-like existence again in an instant, and at the same time that his eyes erupted with fanatical intent, his right hand clenched into a fist and went straight to the approaching scorpion.

A shocking sound echoed in all directions, and the Gongdi fell on the scorpion's body with a punch, and under this punch, his body dissipated rapidly, and it was almost transparent in just an instant.

The scorpion let out a terrible roar, and began to collapse from the place where it was touched by the Gongdi's fist, and the flesh and blood spread blurbly, rolling backwards towards its whole body, and its huge body seemed to be unable to withstand this blow, and fell backwards violently.

The body of the Emperor Gong, which was about to dissipate, took a step forward, appeared directly in front of the scorpion, and raised his right hand, this time, not a palm, not a fist, but a finger on the head of the scorpion.

The process of raising and falling this finger made Zhong Yuan, who was not far away, have the illusion that the sky suddenly brightened in this dark night.

"This finger is my own creation, its name is called Dou!" A calm voice came out, and the index finger of the Gongdi's right hand, at this moment, seemed to turn into a white that could dispel the night, becoming the brightest point in the world, and the moment it fell on the huge scorpion.

The body of this scorpion suddenly became white, extremely bright, roaring and echoing, but seeing the scorpion's scream, at the same time as the earth-shattering, its body all collapsed, and the first to collapse was not the head in the Gongdi's fingers, but its tail, its tail was shattered inch by inch, turned into black gas and rolled upside down and dispersed, revealing the left leg of the old man of the Wu clan underneath.

The second thing that collapsed was the body of the scorpion, which was constantly shattering into black qi and dissipating, revealing the bent right leg of the old man in green clothes and his body.

Immediately after, the huge scorpion's body collapsed and spread to its forelimbs, and after it shattered between the roar and rewinding, its head, where the Gongdi's fingers pointed, suddenly exploded, and a large amount of black gas dissipated, revealing the old man's head, pale face, and spurting bright red blood.

After this point, the Emperor Gong sighed lightly, as if he still had some regrets, his illusory body could not continue to exist, and disappeared between heaven and earth together with the black qi that collapsed and appeared from the scorpions around him.

Almost the moment the Emperor disappeared, Zhong Yuan's transformation of the sky star, with a bang, slammed into the old man in Tsing Yi who spurted blood, and at the same time, Zhong Yuan's body galloped away like lightning, his right eye flashed blood, and suddenly outside the old man's body, an illusory realm appeared.

That country is Zhong Yuan's ZU country!

At the same time as this kingdom appeared, in the world around the old man, a round of territory seemed to burn!

The sky is bright!

After all this picture was revealed, it was like a space of its own, and the coercion formed in it made the seriously injured old man spurt blood again, and his eyes were dim, but they revealed madness.

Although he was seriously injured, he had not yet run out of oil, and in this land, especially in this starry sky where their star thieves were entrenched, his vitality was vigorous and he would not die easily.

Zhong Yuan's gallop was approaching, as in this heaven and earth Wushan map, there was an extra stroke, and he went straight to the old man, and at the moment when the old man's roar was approaching, the two met together.

The loud roar echoed, the bombardment of the sky star, the sadness of all the buildings in the kingdom, and the bright moon in the sky emitted a red glow, which merged with Zhong Yuan's figure, making the extra stroke in this picture become an approximate perfection.

At the moment when the two of them approached, Zhong Yuan's right hand was raised and he drew a stroke towards the old man!

The moment this stroke was drawn, the entire sky map moved, and the distortion was like ink, which was lifted by Zhong Yuan's stroke, fused with that stroke, and stroked towards the old man in Tsing Yi!

At the same time, a sense of sadness of vicissitudes appeared in Zhong Yuan's brushstroke, a feeling that even when he had painted the strongest strokes before, it had never appeared.

With the appearance of this breath, a voice from the darkness, as if it did not exist, and as if it already existed, echoed within the stroke of Zhong Yuan.

"When I was born, my parents died ......" was raised.

"After I was born...... The country has been destroyed......"

"Heaven is not benevolent and lives alone...... Zhong Yuan raised his head, his eyes containing sadness.

"The unkindness of the earth makes my sky ......" stroke, rolling the sky map, rolling everything in Zhong Yuan, from the old man's chest, stroked.

In a single stroke, Zhong Yuan knew that his own painting, the first style, had finally been completely created, which contained the years he had passed, his emotions, and his world......

Zhong Yuan's right index finger, like the tip of the pen, from the old man's chest when he crossed his body, like a leaf falling in autumn, drew an arc, turned in front of the old man, and walked away.

The old man spurted blood, his body staggered back more than ten steps, raised his head violently, and stared at Zhong Yuan's division, a shocking long mark appeared on his chest, and the blood was permeated, dripping on the ground, making this place immediately filled with a bloody breath.

At the scar on the old man's chest, you can see that the white bones of his Nathan are shattering inch by inch, and you can see that the five internal organs under the skin and the white bones have turned into blood...

The old man's face turned pale instantly, he lowered his head, looked at the long marks on his chest, slowly seemed to be unable to stand up straight, half-knelt on the ground, blood spurted out of his mouth again.

Zhong Yuan stood in front of him, his eyes closed, thinking about the process of Fang Cai's stroke, thinking about the voice that seemed to be non-existent.