The immortal treasure picture scroll suddenly burst out with infinite immortal light.

The Thousand Feet Waterfall rushes and roars, pouring out of the scroll.

Changqing pointed like a sword and stretched out his hand.

The tunnel, the sword of order, seals the heaven and the earth, and traps the water of the waterfall in place.

"The aura around is thin, but the power of the Immortal Treasure Scroll itself is enough to make the born natural calamity giant beast promote to the Nine Transformations Scattered Immortals, even if it only leads to a trace of the law of disorder, this transformation is inevitable."

"After all, an immortal treasure is an immortal treasure, and the power of its own laws can also fight against the law of disorder, but its ownerless and spiritless is only passively opposed and repelled. After being impregnated by the law of disorder, using the ability of Xianbao itself, the scroll can be torn apart. ”

Changqing muttered to himself, and suddenly, an old phantom appeared in the sky above the scroll.

This is a fat old man with a kind face, and when he appeared, he was directly stunned.

Changqing's heart sank, and his mind moved.

"Ghost Dao, all swords!"

Running the sword intent, Changqing's body turned into the body of a divine soul, pulled out the peachwood sword with a bun, and the flame of soul extinguishing burned violently on the sword body.

Like a ghost emperor, Changqing's divine thoughts locked on the fat old man.

The fat old man saw Changqing, and also saw that the law of disorder that was drawn out by Changqing was impregnating the immortal treasure scroll, and his expression was a little confused.

A pair of treacherous eyes are full of incredulity.

The fat old man is not a painting spirit, just a phantom of a divine thought.

There was no power, or rather, he could mobilize the power of the Immortal Treasure Scroll.

At this time, the fat old man didn't dare to hook up with the immortal treasure scroll that was about to transform into a fierce beast.

Evergreen's sword intent, the flame of soul extinguishing, even if it just exudes a wisp of breath, it seems to burn through the fat old man's divine thought phantom directly.

"Lord of the Immortal Treasure Scroll?"

Changqing narrowed his eyes, and the faint divine light in his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all divine souls.

"Which one are you?" The fat old man asked dumbfounded.

"Chonghuo?" The fat old man blurted out, and after he finished speaking, he was even more shocked, "You really got ......"

Before he finished speaking, Changqing swung out a sword.

The fat old man's divine thoughts imprinted illusory shadows, and they were immediately shattered and scattered.

Di Yun turned into a mini white dragon and wrapped around Changqing's neck like a scarf, the dragon claw was against Changqing's shoulder, supporting the dragon's head, and the other dragon claw was brushing his beard, he just wanted to speak, but he didn't have time at all.

"What was that?" Changqing asked, "This is Qing Xuantian, can he perceive everything here?" ”

Di Yun pondered and said, "No, but he will know that his divine thought imprint has been extinguished." ”

"Don't recognize me?" Changqing asked in confirmation.

"Unrecognizable." Diyun replied in the affirmative.

Changqing put his mind at ease and lifted the ghost path sword intent.

Continue to use the power of space to pull the law of disorder and throw it on the immortal treasure scroll.

The roar of the waterfall is no longer so shocking, but begins to become eerily "quiet".

Evergreen knows that it is the law of disorder that affects everything and confuses everything.

"But......" Di Yun thought for a moment and said, "That fat old man, I seem to have seen it somewhere." ”

"Quasi-saint?" Changqing was shocked.

Could it be that this existence that wants to roll Qingxuantian into a painting is actually in the same realm as the former Emperor Yun?

"Probably not." Di Yun denied: "If it is a quasi-saint, I can remember who he is." What I can't figure out is definitely weaker than me. ”

"Saint?"

"How can there be so many saints?"

“……”

Changqing rubbed his chin, waiting for the Immortal Treasure Scroll to transform into a fierce beast, and said, "In this way, the strongest is also the Immortal Emperor?" It's the same as the original realm of Chonghuo? ”

"As it should be." Di Yun racked his brains to think about who the fat old man was.

But he didn't take it to heart in the first place, and he was suppressed for another 10,000 years, and he couldn't remember it for a long time.

At the same time, the heavens are outside the sky, the fairy world.

In the middle of a treasure mountain, a fat old man suddenly opened his eyes when he felt it in the retreat center.

"What's the situation? What do I paint? ”

The Duobao Immortal Emperor was stunned, "If you can destroy my divine thought imprint, even Chonghuan can't do it, after all, it's only a ...... of the Heavenly Realm."

"Discord? No, if my Divine Mind Imprint had discovered that the scroll had been impregnated by the Law of Discord, it would have run. ”

"It's broken, I didn't run away!"

The Duobao Immortal Emperor swallowed and foamed, "Something big has happened in Qingxuan Heaven, and there will be an incomparably terrifying existence that will fly to the outer heavens!" ”

"Qing Xuantian...... Damn, where is Qing Xuantian from......"

"The rhythm of the Great Dao once every ten years, the tide of the Great Dao, runs through the heavens and the earth and all the worlds, I just threw out the picture scroll in the direction of the hustle and bustle of the lower realm......"

"People? Goblin? Demon? Ghost? Or is it a multi-sequence of natural disasters? There is this potential ......"

"Extinguishing my divine imprint, I shouldn't be targeted by him......"

Heavenly Realm, Qingxuan Heaven, Demon Heaven Domain, Heaven Swallowing Demon Abyss.

The water of the waterfall flows backwards into the fairy treasure picture scroll.

Di Yun released the Great Dao Mist, enveloping the Immortal Treasure Scroll.

Nine-colored divine light, like watercolor, distorts the painting in the void.

The Heaven Devouring Demon Abyss presented a magnificent vision of heaven and earth, and at this time, this vision gave all the distant monks an extremely strange feeling.

Just looking at it from a distance, their minds seemed to be taken into account, and some of them had low cultivation, and they couldn't help but fly towards the vision.

Nine-color watercolor, sometimes outlining magnificent mountains and rivers, sometimes drawing vivid monsters.

From time to time, there are manors that look like castles in the sky, and there are even countless humanoid silhouettes in which they "live". Some people even found the outline of "themselves" in the fireworks of this world.

It was like a strange world, appearing in front of the eyes of all the monks.

Suddenly, an unpredictable unknown force descended from the nine skies.

The nine-colored watercolor world shook suddenly, and all visions gradually disappeared.

A fierce beast is slowly condensing, and his core has already condensed a beast core.

Sometimes he takes on a human form, sometimes he turns into a monster.

Before the appearance was completely condensed, the immortal treasure scroll made a tearing sound that pierced the heavens and the earth.

"Sting!"

Sharp and piercing, all the monks who watched from afar felt as if their divine thoughts had been torn apart.

The power of the Immortal Treasure Scroll itself began to take the initiative to resist, rejecting all the parts that were impregnated by the law of disorder.

The rest of the intact part presents the picture of the meditation lake.

In the picture, there is a wooden house next to the meditation lake, in front of the wooden house, the avenue is shrouded in fog, and a young girl, like a fairy, exquisitely emerges, and her posture is unique.

The picture gradually enlarged, and soon, in this new picture, there was only the girl.

Xu Wenwen.

Xu Wenwen hesitated, a golden light flickered, and out of nowhere, a golden flame flew out.

Soon, Xu Wenwen also stepped out of the picture scroll in one step.

"Don't come near him!" Jin Yan stopped in front of Xu Wenwen and looked at Changqing vigilantly.

The evergreen eyes flickered with the soul-destroying flame that made Jin Yan's heart palpitate.

"Ghost Dao, all swords."

Changqing wielded the Tai Chi Seven Star Peach Wood Sword, a sword qi that reached the sky, and divided the fierce beast that had not yet taken shape into two parts.

The Raging Spirit had just been born, and it was annihilated by this sword.

The clouds had not even had time to condense, and the beast that didn't know how many times it could be promoted to the Scattered Immortals, before it could be turned, there was only one beast core left, and it was accepted into the Zhentian Black Ruler Sword by Changqing.

Until Changqing lifted the Ghost Dao Sword Intent, Jin Yan was still a little uneasy.

How long has it been since I saw him? Why does this kid seem to have been reborn again?

"Oh my God! Fairy in the picture! ”

"The fairy who came out of the painting!"

"Such a beautiful fairy, is it also a fierce beast?"

"How could she be with the Order Scourge?"

There were more and more monks watching from afar, and they kept talking.

Xu Wenwen saluted to Changqing Yingying, "Thank you Gongzi for saving me." ”

"How much power do you have?" Changqing asked.

At this time, Xu Wenwen, the incomplete fairy treasure picture scroll is her body, not controlled by the original master of the fairy treasure picture scroll, she has been freed, like a new life.

"More than half." Xu Wenwen said: "My realm is still in the realm of heaven and man, but it can be improved quickly." Because of the painting of the Meditation Lake, this picture scroll can be gradually repaired and perfected, and it can return to the ultimate immortal treasure. ”

After a pause, Xu Wenwen continued: "The ability is different from the original......

Changqing waved his hand and said, "Don't tell me so much detail. ”

"You should thank me too." Di Yun was still on Changqing's neck, and at this time he couldn't help but say: "Without my Great Dao Mist, don't talk about this immortal treasure scroll, you are gone." ”

Xu Wenwen saluted Changqing again, "Thank you." ”

Di Yun stroked the dragon's beard, how did he feel, Xu Wenwen thanked Changqing again?

Is it because he is on the neck of Evergreen?