cast a desperate bet, and the town rose and fell.

Outside the city of Mo Yu, the monkey is holding a black iron stick, and the battle armor is bloody, standing with the starry sky.

Several figures staggered around and barely controlled the sky, among which the people from the Tuli family were the most miserable.

The cloak was scattered, the white bones of the arms were exposed, and there were several bowl-sized holes in the chest, and the blood was dripping.

The other families of Middle-earth guarded it in the middle, looking at the monkey in front of them like the god of war, and their eyes revealed a hint of fear.

The monkey pointed at the stick and said coldly at a few people:

"Let you wait, just wait"

"If I find out that you have the intention of destroying the ring, you will be buried in this starry sky!"

The faces of several people changed, and the arrogant threat of the monkey made them indignant, but they were forced to give up the idea of interfering in the ring due to the gap in Taoism.

The Nine Song Dynasty's Panjin Flying Boat had already shuttled through space at some point and stopped outside Mo Yu City.

Zhi Gehou laughed at the gray-covered face and the defeated Middle-earth family:

"Stealing chickens doesn't make rice, you guys, you're still so self-righteous"

"I don't need to borrow you a little panacea, I think Brother Li is about to die."

In the Middle Earth Qi family, the burly man whose injuries were still minor snorted coldly:

"I don't need your hypocrisy"

"This account, it won't take long, I will settle it with him"

The big man of the Qi family glanced at the monkey wiping the iron rod hatefully, and helped the dying Li family to come to tear the starry sky, and disappeared.

Zhi Gehou looked at the starry sky and sighed slightly:

"The gun shoots the first bird, this sentence can never be remembered!"

After the words fell, the old god waved his fan freely and looked at the bloody monkey.

Tut praised:

"I really don't know, in a place like Bai Yujing's Heavenly Dao blockade, how did you take that step!"

The monkey glanced coldly at Zhi Ge Hou, but did not respond to his question.

He waited for an inch, and asked the monkey with interest:

"It's almost time for this game, I'm curious, how are you going to finish it?"

Without waiting for the monkey to respond, the sloppy Taoist priest replied with excitement on his face:

"I don't know what Your Excellency is called?"

Zhi Gehou smiled slightly, and calmly explained his identity:

"Nine Song Dynasty, Stop Waiting"

The sloppy Taoist priest played with the shrunken dice in his hand and said modestly:

"Since Your Excellency is interested in this game of chess, may you like to share your opinion?"

Zhi Gehou frowned, and then said to the sloppy Taoist priest:

"As a chess piece, since you enter the game, how can you talk about opinions?"

The sloppy Taoist priest still said calmly:

"On the chessboard, black and white"

"Between the square inches, strategize"

"Inside and outside the bureau, they are all competing people, why don't you have opinions?"

Zhi Ge Hou looked calm, put away the fan in his hand, and walked out of the flying boat.

Facing thousands of miles of beacon fire and wolf smoke, standing under the starry sky, he solemnly confided a sentence:

"The way to break the game lies in the eons ago"

The sloppy Taoist priest's eyes narrowed, and he quietly looked at the stop in front of him.

Eons ago?

Is this guy really coming up with something? Or is he fishing in troubled waters, trying to get some information out of his mouth?

Thinking of this, the sloppy Taoist priest lightly flicked out the dice in his hand and flew to the ring in the distance.

At the same time, he replied to Zhi Ge Houdao:

"Since Daoist friends have their own ideas, please continue to read"

"This game of chess will take a little time"

Zhi Ge waited for his divine sense to sweep in the direction of the dice flying, and for a while he didn't understand the routine of the sloppy Taoist.

Could it be a way to break the game, in these only remaining obsessions?

......

And above the ring, there were less than a hundred people left at this time.

Those who are struggling to support are all proud heroes who are famous in the heavenly domain.

Sword Pavilion Tang Wen looked at the sword-wielding young man in front of him in embarrassment, and asked breathlessly:

"What kind of sword are you?"

The cold tone of the sword-wielding youth sounded:

"Sword of the Heart"

At the same time, the young man holding the sword pointed a little, attracting the sword intent flowing in the Tang style.

said indifferently:

"Three thousand avenues, different paths to the same end"

"Three thousand kendo, why not"

"Casting a hundred schools of swords, chaos is one"

"Your sword, my sword, in the final analysis, is to hold the sword in the hand, and the sword in the heart"

Tang Wen listened carefully to the words that came out of the mouth of the sword-wielding young man, without the slightest impatience.

When the sword-wielding young man gathered the sword intent into a sword type and flicked it in front of Tang Wen, Tang Wen waved his hand and returned the sword type:

"As you say, different paths lead to the same end"

"However, kendo is supreme, my way, I want to go out of my own way"

The sword-wielding young man looked at the sword species that had returned to him, and smiled with relief:

"What a kendo master"

"In that case, I hope you can persevere to the end on the path of kendo"

"The sage once said that goodness is like water, and goodness is good for all things without fighting"

"And my sword path is to open the world with a sword, so as not to fall into his heart"

"I'm not alone!"

The words fell, and the sword-wielding young man slashed the entire ring with a sword of frost and frost in the fourteen states, independent of the starry sky of the years.

On top of the other rings, one after another figures flew upside down with Tang Wen into the formation gate and were teleported to the floating island.

The Holy Light Group was lying weakly on the deep pit of the ring, and a bearded young man pinched his knuckles and held them in his hands.

Say as you walk:

"You kid still has some skills!"

"This body has carried me five punches, which is enough to be proud"

Jun Buqi responded with a wry smile:

"Could it be that Baiyu Kyoto is a pervert who practices like this?"

The bearded young man laughed and said proudly:

"The guy who crawled out of the sea of corpses in the mountain of corpses, which one can not press the bottom of the box"

"As for physical training, I, Huang Wen, am a peerless rider"

"Boy, don't be discouraged, take your time, step into the taboo first, thinking about how to catch my sixth punch!"

Jun Buqi said very seriously:

"Then I hope you can hold out until I break through the realm."

Hu Huangwen was stunned for a moment, and then slapped Jun Buqi's back:

"Master, I'm just joking, you take it seriously"

"In that case, the master will give you a free punch"

Accompanied by Jun Buqi's roar, Huang Wen's spine rose and fell like a dragon, stepping out in one step, smashing the entire ring.

"The sixth punch, there is death and no life"

...

At the top of the ring, the fairy in the painting sits idly on the clouds, looking at the defenders who are still entangled with a few challengers.

Then he got up, with a stroke of his pen, the starry sky rotated, and the space was reversed.

All the challengers instantly appeared on the top of the ring, looking at the fairy in the painting painting at the top of the nebula.

The fairy in the painting smiled slightly, and his clear voice resounded through the star field:

"Is there anything else to challenge?"

"I'm in the starry sky, I want to fight the heroes"

The faces of everyone around the star field changed, and they rebuked the immortal in the painting above the nebula.

"The vertical is rampant, and the heroes of the sky are underestimated"

"Don't be scared, wait for me to come, and kill you at your feet"

"I'm really speechless, I really think I can be ten with one"

A sentence of disdain spread in the star field, and the immortal in the painting did not think so.

The brush in his hand depicts a long bridge in the void, the laws of heaven and earth draw the sun and the sun, and a long bridge falls above the void ring.

The Void Arena shook, and a light shone on the nebula above obliquely, shining on the stars, and thousands of paintings turned into dark dragons roaring out!

Pen down.

Hashijo!

I saw that the endless pen shadow pulled away thousands of metal chains glowing with ghostly light, and the cyan pen shaft held up the sky, making a hole and connecting with the iron chain.

This move seemed to have violated some kind of rule, and the long bridge was filled with thunder and lightning, and fierce beast phantoms emerged, tigers roared and dragons roared. There is also the power of heaven descending on it.

In the painting, the immortal threw the green pen in his hand on the long bridge to crack the coercion of the Heavenly Dao.

The finger pointed to the long bridge, and the long bridge instantly spread into the star field.

With the foreshadowing of the long bridge, the voice of the fairy in the painting sounded again:

"Fighters, Climb the Bridge"

"No limit on cultivation, no limit on bone age"

"After 10,000 years, the immortals in the painting have the idea of fighting the world, but there are those who dare to fight?"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves, and the words of the fairy in the painting are like stones falling in the lake, causing a ripple.

"Okay, good, good, let the old man come and meet you for a while, Bai Yujing's first day of pride"

"Count me in, otherwise if it spreads, other star fields will think that I have no one in the heavenly domain!"

"The disciples of the Eastern Desolate Prefecture Pavilion should be famous all over the world today..."

On the land of the Heavenly Domain, everyone watched the immortal in the painting fight alone against the heroes of the world, and shouted wildly.

Some cursed, some appreciated, but no one thought that the fairy in the painting could win this battle that was already doomed.

Inside the Sword Pavilion, Liu Xi looked at the calm fairy in the painting under the starry sky in surprise.

After pondering for a moment, he said:

"I'm not as good as him!"

The master who was carrying the heavy sword glanced at the little bamboo peak master who sighed and sighed speechlessly, and said:

"You can't catch up with him!"

"Others don't know his identity, but the Sword Pavilion can't forget his glory"

The old man looked at the chic and elegant figure on the light curtain with a lost gaze, and muttered to himself:

"The immortal in the painting, that is the existence of the Sword Pavilion Tianjiao who once fought alone"

"Ten thousand years later, no one will be able to recognize your prestige!"

...

On the floating island, Chen Xiaojiu stared at the fairy in the painting at the end of the long bridge, speechless for a long time.

Wu Lan shouted on the side, and kept saying:

"Cow Batch, Cow Batch"

"This is the real hero"

Mo Qi was upset when he heard this, and directly slapped Wu Lan to calm him down.

But Wu Lan and Zong Mingyue still looked up at the immortal in the painting above the nebula with admiration.

An Beixuan looked at Chen Xiaojiu puzzled and asked:

"Why would he do such a meaningless thing?"

Chen Xiaojiu didn't respond, glanced at the distracted Tang Demon, took out the wine jug, and took a sip.

The cold voice of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi sounded:

"No matter what, after this battle, the three characters in the painting are famous all over the world"

Tang Demon listened to the evaluation of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, and muttered silently:

"Fame?"

"Is this what you're asking for?"

...

Under the star field, the immortal in the painting uses his hand as a pen, paints in the void, and waves of light.

The figures on the ring were slashed on the ring, and someone behind them exclaimed, but then they were drowned in the crowd.

With the influx of people, all the remaining rings converge on the top ring, infinitely magnified.

In the painting, the fairy will fall from the nebula, shuttling through the crowd.

Spiritual power surged out, converging and blocking the figure of the immortal in the painting.

In the painting, the immortal turns into a streamer, and with his body as a pen, he outlines a pentagonal shape in front of him.

The pentagonal array constructs five pillars of light, connecting the heavens and the earth, and attracting the stars in the star field to fall.

In an instant, there was a wail in the ring, blood flowed thousands of miles, and the entire ring was shrouded in stars and meteorites, and the challenger could not avoid it.

Suddenly, suddenly, the void was torn apart by a big hand like a piece of tissue paper, covering the sky and the sun, and came straight to the fairy in the painting.

On the other side, several major families in the Middle Earth family locked the figure of the immortal in the painting with a large array.

An ancient mirror exuding the aura of ancient gods and demons, devouring the spiritual power of a hundred miles under the combined force of several old men.

In another star field, the barbarian priest pulled out a longbow depicting flowers, birds, fish and insects, and in a few breaths, a law phase long arrow swept through the star field at a terrifying speed, blocking the immortal in the painting.

The whole world is invincible, and the forces in the star field that have been waiting for a long time seize this opportunity.

One after another, they attacked with the crowd.

In front of Mo Yu City, the sloppy Taoist priest looked at the many forces in the star field that were moving when they heard the wind.

Leng Leng said:

"Can't help it so soon?"

"I thought they could endure it, it seems that they are overestimated!"

The little red bird said calmly:

"I've watched the play for so long, I'm waiting for it, I'm afraid I can only watch the monkey"

Zhi Gehou couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, looking at the monkey who still looked indifferent.

The latter glanced at the monkey with hindsight, and then quickly waved his wings away from the monkey, for fear that he would burst out and give himself a stick.

The monkey put the black iron rod on his shoulder and said:

"Since they can't help it"

"Then this game will be closed early. ”

The old man who was guarding the city smiled, looked at the crowd of people in the dark sky of the star field, and said:

"It's time for a gift"

Several people disappeared into the void together, and Zhi Gehou shook his fan, watching the spiritual frenzy that erupted one after another in the center of the star field.

Said:

"In this world, after all, it will be chaotic"

...

In the center of the star field, the fairy in the painting is light and elegant, and has dodged the bombardment of spiritual power again and again.

Facing the light and shadow of the ancient mirror of gods and demons, the fairy finger in the painting points through the void, and the void is like overlapping mirrors, refracting the light and shadow of the ancient mirror.

Where the pillar of light was overlapped and reflected by the void, a black hole instantly appeared.

Several surrounding battleships were pulled by the black hole suction, and in an instant, they turned into fragments and dissipated into the black hole.

And the figure in the battleship, before it could escape, the whole person instantly turned into white hair, and his vitality dissipated, swallowed by the black hole.

The old men of the Middle Earth family, who controlled the ancient mirror, spit out a mouthful of blood in unison, and looked at the shattered void in front of them in shock.

In vain, he sacrificed a hundred years of vitality in exchange for a blow, and was disintegrated by the fairy in the painting lightly.

And the long arrows shot by the barbarian priests roared through the starry sky.

Breaking through the mirror surface of the overlapping space, a ray of light and shadow swayed, and rushed towards the immortal in the painting at great speed.

In the painting, the fairy's left hand paints in the void, vividly depicting the figure of dissipated obsession.

With a gun, Pei Di's gun is like a dragon, shocking the living.

Thousands of autumns cross the crowd and set off a bloody storm.

Huang Wen's fists continued, smashing through the starry sky with punch after punch, shocking the heavens.

Chang Ping, a young man with a sword, fell into a storm, and a sword was swung out, and the ghosts and gods retreated.

Liu Chuyu's hand rose and fell on the strings, and the sound waves resounded through the sky, and everyone who heard it was intoxicated and stagnant in a trance.

.........

One after another Tianjiao who had dissipated was carved out by the immortals in the painting, resisting the roaring spirits.

Bai Yujing fought against more than ten times the enemy, and the duel between ancient and modern times was about to break out.

In the face of the approaching long arrow, the fairy in the painting follows the law.

"Rising from the Mountain"

In the empty universe, there are stars and meteorites that build thousands of mountains and arrows that press towards the law phase.

"Haiping"

The starry sky turned into a sea, and the ripples of the Dao space meandered and spread towards the barbarian priests.

"All Souls Annihilated"

The void presents a scene of the collapse of the universe and the disorder of the avenue.

All beings roared, and the sun and moon dimmed.

Heaven and earth return to chaos, and all things are buried in the years.

All the creatures that are shrouded in the scene are like the era of the death of the deep era.

The heavens and the earth are shattered, the thunder is overflowing, and everything is eroded by strange forces.

It becomes the nourishment for the reopening of heaven and earth in the future, from existence to nothing, from nothing to nothing, everything is empty.

The barbarian priest felt the ups and downs of the space, and his complexion changed greatly.

hurriedly urged the golden python to leave the illusory universe constructed by the immortal in the painting.

The Golden Python was deep in the swamp of space, moving slowly.

The barbarian priest was in a hurry, and a demon god totem appeared behind him.

The priest chanted an ancient and mysterious incantation, and his body, which had been full of blood, instantly turned shriveled like a corpse.

A vast, savage force broke through the boundaries of the illusory universe and rushed out of the cage with the golden python and the barbarian priest.

And the barbarians who fought against the other Bai Yujing Tianjiao could only fall into the defeated stars and slowly disappear.

Tianjiao, who did not participate in the crusade against the immortals in the painting on the floating island, was extremely happy at this time.

But Tianjiao, who had a sect deep in the illusory universe, also gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to take half a step out of the floating island.

Chen Xiaojiu looked at the white jade Jingtian Jiao phantom under the starry sky in shock.

It turns out that this is their real combat power!

Ten thousand years ago, Bai Yujing Tianjiao, who fought in all directions, completely exuded his own brilliance through the miraculous means of the immortals in the painting.

A sword and a sword cut through the ages.

One piano and one shot deters the ancient and modern.

The continuous fist momentum crisscrossed the starry sky, and the brush and ink carved casually buried all beings.

The illusory universe is like a huge meat grinding field, strangling the creatures who had intended to conquer the immortals in the painting.

On the floating island, Tianjiao trembled all over, trembled to the edge, and accused:

"Torture and killing innocents hurts heaven and peace, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven!"

The voice fell, and there was silence on the floating island, and no one dared to respond.

At this moment, some people among the heavenly arrogance stood up one after another and began to accuse the immortals in the painting of cruel methods.

Scolding and scolding, no one dared to step out of the scope of the floating island and participate in the bloody killing under the starry sky.

Chen Xiaojiu put down the wine gourd in his hand, stepped forward, and kicked the figure who spoke first out of the floating island.

Then he turned to look at the other figures who opened their mouths to accuse, and said calmly:

"Do you need me to give them a ride?"

There was a sudden silence in the four places, as if he was startled by Chen Xiaojiu's sudden move.

But before a breath passed, some people reprimanded Chen Xiaojiu angrily one after another:

"What are you?"

"Could it be that you want to stand with Bai Yujing!"

"Needless to say, this kid definitely has something to do with Bai Yujing's executioners"

"I remember, he was one of the first three figures to appear in the ring"

"Yes, kill him! He's in league with the fairy in the painting."

There are already hundreds of people who have joined forces to take out Dust Xiaojiu.

At this moment, an ancient book flipped over, instantly sucking in the creatures that opened their mouths to kill Chen Xiaojiu.

At the same time, a huge hammer smashed down in front of everyone, smashing a huge deep pit.

Tang Demon walked out with the ancient book in his hand, and now Chen Xiaojiu was silently refining the demon clan creature in it.

Mo Qi jumped over and patted Chen Xiaojiu's chest with great relief:

"Well done"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi, An Beixuan, Wu Lan, Zong Mingyue, and the four of them walked out slowly and stood with Chen Xiaojiu.

The corners of Chen Xiaojiu's mouth rose, and he hooked his fingers at the people who were swaying in front of him:

"Tianyu Butterfly, I see that you are very unhappy!"