The inconspicuous old man holding a huge paintbrush in front of him turned out to be the bone painting saint who had been expelled from the Fulu Sect?

Qiao Guang also deliberately glanced at it a few more times, but he didn't see anything special.

It's like an ordinary old man who is an artist.

But it's because of this that it's terrifying.

Qiao Guang knew that the people who could come to this place were definitely not ordinary people.

When the people behind the bone saint heard about this name, they all involuntarily retreated a few meters to keep a distance and prevent being injured by mistake.

Liu Siye said in a deep voice: "You also retreat. ”

In addition to cultivating as a mysterious Heavenly Master, the highest cultivation on the bright side is Liu Sixie.

Today's Liu Sixie has reached the peak of the middle of the Yuan Infant. Liang Qi has just entered the middle of the Yuan Infant period.

But the bone-painting saint in front of him is a real master of the Creation Realm.

Is Liu Sixie, who was in his infancy, really sure to defeat the Bone Painter?

Cold sweat oozed from Qiao Guang's palms, and he was very nervous.

As far as he knew, even if it was a Dao demon, it was still in the Creation Realm, and for thousands of years, his cultivation had improved from time to time, but he had never broken through.

When the realm reaches this point, it is as if you have reached the end of the world, and there is an invisible shackle firmly on your body, which you cannot break free.

The Dao Demon once said that if there is anyone in this world who has broken through the Creation Realm and stepped into the legendary unknown realm, it must only be Leng Chengyan, the owner of the island.

Because the man has merged his Word with the whole world, in a sense, he is now the creator God of this world, and all people are his people.

However, in the Creation Realm, the gap between a small level is much larger than the gap between the Yuan Infant Stage and the Jindan Stage. This is also the reason why everyone is in the same Creation Realm, but the Dao Demon can defeat or even kill most of the cultivators of the same rank in an instant.

Of course, there are not many masters of the Creation Realm in the world, you must know that there are tens of billions of monks in the entire Spark Continent, and there will be no more than fifteen masters in the Creation Realm at best, these are the top combat power of the entire world, and they will not make a move without any special circumstances, but only play a deterrent role.

But now, indeed, there is a special situation.

Because the wolf is back.

This situation is worthy of all the Creation Realm seniors.

The identity of the wolf was exposed, and then the continent merged, followed by a series of apocalyptic crises, no matter how you look at it, the source of this crisis is like a wolf, not to mention that the wolf is already regarded as a symbol of misfortune and disaster.

If Liu Sixie stood up now and told everyone that the Heavenly Wolf was not only not the source of the disaster, but the hope of ending this disaster, no one would believe him.

This kind of finger pointing at people who do the right thing is a regular occurrence. It is only after the fact that many people regret it before they remember their original ignorance, but unfortunately it is too late.

If Qiao Guang dies here, then the world is really over.

Qiao Guang and the others stepped back three feet, and Liu Sixie took a step forward, holding the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand.

Suddenly, the wrist turned sharply, and the blade of the sword was the enemy, and a sword was slashed out, and the strength of the sword was erected on the spot!

Shooting is a powerful move!

The pupils of the Bone Painter shrank suddenly, and before the sword move came, he took a step back, and when everyone behind him saw this, they had to flee backwards, and many people rushed directly to the ground, not daring to stay for a long time.

He is worthy of being a "warrior".

Qiao Guang sneered in his heart.

What he wants to save has never been what he wants to save in this world

The people he loves, not everyone in the world, if he is given a chance, Qiao Guang can't wait to bury all the brain-dead people in the world while saving the world.

The long brush flicked itself back, and was firmly held in the hand of the Bone Sage.

In the face of this powerful and brilliant sword light, he kept swinging his pen in the void, as if he was making a mighty picture.

In an instant, the sword had arrived, and it collided violently on the scroll of the Bone Painter.

At the same moment, the various scenes and characters on the painting scroll, which were originally bleak, seemed to be suddenly given life and came to life.

They are alive and kicking in the long scroll, as if they have their own thoughts, their own personalities, and their own weapons and ways of attacking.

The brushes in the hands of the Painted Bone Saint still did not stop, and where the sword qi swayed, whether it was the rock-solid wall blue bricks, or the demonic Dao robe worn by the Painted Bone Saint, there were sword marks, the green bricks were broken and broken, the cloth strips of the Dao robe were shattered, and countless torn cloth shirts fluttered down, but before they fell to the ground, another sword qi gushed up, breaking it again.

Liu Sixie's face changed slightly, the soles of his feet were strong, firmly buckled to the ground like eagle claws, and the tops of the boots on his feet were directly torn, revealing the toes with bulging muscles.

The figure swept forward, Liu Si was unforgiving, and then a sword was handed out!

This is a bayonet style, the sword is sharp, only advances and does not retreat, and the edge can shatter everything that is blocked!

The Bone Painter has always been the same as ever, the brush in his hand has never stopped, outlining stroke after stroke, the length of the painting scroll seems to have reached the end, can no longer be extended, and now it has reached the step of meticulous carving.

I saw him raise the pen steadily, and gently sketch it on the face of every little person, and it suddenly became lifelike.

He is splashing ink, but the ink he is splashing is Liu Sixie's sword qi, and he directly uses the sword qi as the raw material for ink painting!

Qiao Guang looked at the scroll in the hand of the Painted Bone Saint, his eyes didn't blink, and he suddenly said in a deep voice: "He is not painting people, they are all skeletons!"

Liang Qi and the others were taken aback, and they all looked at it, and sure enough, it was so!

As the name suggests, the painting of the bone saint always only paints the skeleton, that is, the person in the painting is not clothed with human skin, whether it is male or female, it is just a skeleton.

But the skeletons in his pen have different expressions, obviously without face, but they can have all kinds of lifelike expressions, as if they have life.

If he draws a strong man, even if the strong man is all skeletons and has no muscles, you can still tell that he is drawing a strong man, and if he paints a beautiful lady, he will put a red hijab on the skull lady, and when the red hijab is lifted, it is the skull that should be terrifying.

But the strange thing is that when you see her, instead of thinking she is frightened, you will think that the beauty of this skeleton woman is comparable to the first beauty in the world.

Because the bone saint is never a painting form, but a depiction of God.

As long as the will of God is there, nothing else needs to exist, it is only up to the people who watch to make up for it, and their minds will imagine what they want to see. In a sense, this is the painter and the viewer making a painting at the same time, and this is the scene that the viewer wants to see the most.

And this is the terrifying place of the master of the Creation Realm.

The various people in the painting scroll became more and more vigorous under the baptism of sword qi, and the Painted Bone Saint even added his own weapons to each of them, and the weapons were only a few strokes, and they couldn't even see the specific appearance, but they could clearly feel what kind of weapons they were using.

But he

The only one that didn't draw a sword was used.

All the weapons in the world are in this picture, but only the sword is missing.

As if seeing Qiao Guang's question, the bone painting saint said: "There are thousands of sword users in the world, in front of Liu Dajian Immortal, they are just frogs at the bottom of the well, nameless people, I draw a sword in front of you, it is tantamount to a banmen, and the sword intent can only be embarrassing." ”

After that, he muttered in a low voice and said, "It's a pity that I can't see this kind of sword immortal demeanor in the future." ”

The expression of the bone painting saint became sharp, with a wave of the brush, the picture scroll changed from vertical to flat, and the translucent pale golden villain inside walked out, standing on the picture scroll, staring at Liu Sixie.

Countless people raised their swords and spears at the same time, and what stood in front of Liu Sixie was like the whole world.

With the power of one person, the whole world is the enemy.

Liu Sixie didn't care at all, and there was even a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

No matter how mysterious you are, I only have a sword.

Liu Sixie laughed loudly: "It's good that the characters don't come out of the picture scroll, the Tao rhyme is still there, and when the picture scroll comes out, after all, they are still the people in the painting, and the charm is a little less." ”

As he spoke, the sword in his hand did not stop, and in just a few breaths, more than six hundred swords were handed out, and the sword aura was fierce, twisting all the objects between the two into nothingness.

After hearing what Liu Sixie said, the Bone Painting Saint was slightly stunned, and then lowered his head, ignoring the people in the scroll, he just pondered, his brows tightened.

Qiao Guang chuckled in his heart.

Wouldn't the Bone Painter be enlightened like this?

Liu Sixie is still fighting against the powerful picture scroll that contains the power of the world, after those skeletons come out of the picture scroll, slowly, the vitality on them disappears, and they no longer have the previous divine will, although the attack is becoming more and more powerful, but in Liu Sixie's opinion, this is a failure.

Finally, Liu Sixie handed out the last sword, and the whole picture scroll shattered.

But at this time, Liu Sixie's state was not much better.

The sword was drawn out non-stop for a long time, causing his internal organs to roar like a bell, and he suffered a lot of internal injuries, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

But he still had a smile on his face, still the same contemptuous smile.

This is the pride of the Sword Immortal.

In the whole world, only Liu Sixie can be worthy of the title of Sword Immortal.

Suddenly, the Bone Painter raised his head suddenly, he stretched out his hands and wrapped it forward, and the broken scroll returned to the palm of his hand and came out again, forming a new picture scroll.

"Then this time, I'll try Liu Dajian Immortal's statement, the person in the painting, stay in the painting and fight with you!"

The Bone Painter laughed loudly, and the laughter drifted away like sparkling water.

Liu Siye was startled, his face showed a solemn expression, and he was ready for battle.

The scroll is still flat, and the people in the painting are doing their own thing, as if they are not aware of the outside scene.

They shouldn't have noticed, because they were the people in the painting, so they should have done what they could only do in the painting.

They didn't have any blades, but when they saw acquaintances, they casually chattered about the length of the family.

One person speaks, two people answer the ear, and three people talk.

The whole world is talking.

Liu Sixie's face was unprecedentedly solemn, as if he was unconsciously in the picture.

Cold sweat fell like dead leaves, and big drops fell to the ground.

Liu Sixie looked struggling, Qiao Guang just wanted to make a move, and suddenly a pair of powerful wings appeared in front of Liu Sixie.

The wings surround Liu Sixie, like eggshells wrapped around chicks that are yet to be born.

Indestructible.