The painting is exhausted, but the meaning is not stopped, although the pen stops, and the momentum is endless.

The pen refers to the wind as the truth, the spirit as the ink, the air as the god, the sun, the moon and the stars all emerge in the pen, between the fingers, the falling flowers are colorful, the sky is full of flowers, and the scenery is beautiful.

Flowers are like flowers, fog is not fog, the scene is sudden, the killing machine falls to the heaven and the earth, the earth rises, flooding everything, and the whole ancient painting becomes gray and gray.

Heaven and earth faded, lightning and thunder, wind and rain, raindrops came and fell, everything was so real that it was unbelievable.

"Heaven and earth have a way, and people also have a way. The way of painting has its own rules, and the way of painting is for it. ”

"Is this the way that everything can enter!" Jiang Bufan felt that for a moment it seemed as if he had touched something! and as if he had thought of something, let him be in it.

As far as he is concerned, he not only likes to study ancient texts, but also studies paintings and pianos, but he never thought that painting can become true, painting can simulate the formation of soldiers, and incarnate all things, which is a scene that he never dared to think of before.

Someone on the earth once divided painting into five realms, God, Form, Tao, Nothingness, and Religion.

As far as he himself can be called a beginner, the so-called form of the gods, the use of photographic methods, realistic and natural, the real is "both form and spirit", but to the natural form of the copy of the embodiment of the object of the god for beginners, the physical feeling of the eyes is only, to write the god.

And with the spirit, with the memory of painting, straight after the god of the soul, the appearance of the gods, the fish forget, with the god to write the form is a step higher, not ordinary can also. However, this is only the preliminary stage of Chinese painting, and there is no realm to talk about - metatheists.

"Taking the gods, creating things, transforming the environment, simulating life, imitating death, contemplating and understanding, are all the doors of the first entry into the gods. ”

"There is a void in the painting, the void is real, sit and watch, the clouds and smoke are suddenly born, the Chengjiang River is thousands of miles, and the gods are changing. I tasted a pair of pictures, and I didn't know that I was in a thousand rocks and ravines. ”

"I really didn't expect that the painting can be realistic, the virtual is real, and the world is groundbreaking. Jiang Bufan was shocked, and at the same time, he had an extra layer of perception and respect for painting.

"Practice, I must cultivate immortals, even if I can't cultivate immortals, even if I cultivate demons, what can I do! I am me, and no one can change it. In an instant, Jiang Bufan's thirst for power reached an unprecedented hunger and thirst.

He can't wait to go to the human world now to learn the method of cultivating immortals, and also to find the practice of demon cultivation, he is now full of cultivating immortals and cultivating demons, this situation and this scene, the impact on him is too great.

The scene in the painting, the outside world can also be observed, Zhou Tian stars are running, meteors pierce the sky, towards the black dragon in the painting, killing the sky, like the wrath of the heavens, heaven and earth to kill it.

The sky is burning, the earth is collapsing, countless birds of prey and monsters roar away, huge mountains rise from the ground, fall from the sky, divine soldiers descend from the sky, and the road patterns circulate, containing terrifying qi, and the idea of soldiers swept in.

The scrolls are also burning, the world is being destroyed, and the heavens and the earth are in turmoil.

"Do you want to trap the emperor when you cast a little simulacrum? It's just a fool's dream. ”

The black dragon shouted coldly, and the netherworld aura around him was wrapped around him, like a layer of netherworld armor, all things were inviolable, and the divine fire was unstained.

"Bang ......"

Where the bone knife went, rows of stars between heaven and earth exploded directly, becoming dazzling clusters of light, emitting dazzling light, and the ancient paintings of the outside world melted and were burned clean.

In this level of battle, Jiang Bufan's blood was boiling when he saw it, it could be called a divine battle, and he didn't even know what level of monk was fighting, which was completely beyond his imagination.

"Broken!"

The black dragon was in the ancient scrolls, without the slightest pause, his fist intent swayed freely, and with a cold and dark aura in his fist, he directly froze off one ancient painting after another, completely dissolved, and became a ray of light.

In the outside world, even Long Xiao is also struggling, and controlling so many ancient paintings at the same time is also a huge consumption for his divine thoughts, especially after getting the backlash, it makes him feel even more difficult, but he can't give up, he can only let go, otherwise he can only admit defeat, even if he escapes, it has no effect, Long Yuan is empty, the essence of life is lost, and he will not be the opponent of the black dragon at that time.

The black dragon, the figure flickered, and countless afterimages loomed in the ancient paintings, so fast that people couldn't see his trajectory clearly, and could only see one ancient painting after another burning, disappearing between heaven and earth.

The fist is like a rainbow, the fist mark is smashed out, without any reservations, the ancient map of blood and qi pressure is shaking, if it is not for the superposition of several ancient pictures, the black dragon is afraid that he would have already come out of trouble.

Even Long Xiao also had an ominous premonition, the power of the human emperor was too terrifying, and the aura of the underworld was strong and vigorous, burning ancient paintings, making him unstable, and he actually swallowed his spiritual mind directly.

"Exploding ......"

The black dragon held the ancient knife in his hand, standing against the sky, his body was infinitely magnified, the bone knife was increasing at a galloping speed, and his body was even more terrifying.

With the shouts of the black dragon, the bone knife swung out, seemingly slow movements, but I don't know how many sword intent was waved towards the heaven and earth, and how many sword rays were swiped.

The heavens and the earth have lost color, the galaxy has collapsed, the mountains and rivers have flowed backwards, especially the killing intent revealed by the bone knife, which has directly detonated one ancient picture after another, and the killing intent is too strong.

Even the black dragon's mouth and nose had a knife flash, and at this time, his body changed, and it turned into a cloud of black smoke, which directly entered the bone knife.

The knife is one, and the knife is cut into the sky, this knife seems to cut the long river of time, the sun, the moon and the stars, just this knife, all the ancient pictures are annihilated, no longer exist, and turned into a ball of fire.

"Poof......

Ao Xiao's face was pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body was almost cut into two pieces by this sword light, the sword light attacked, breaking through his heavy defenses, and the netherworld qi devoured everything, directly flying him out.

The earth roared, crashing on a low mountain, and the mountain collapsed in an instant, with dust everywhere, rocks rolling, wolf smoke everywhere, and endless sparks in all directions.

The pitch-black pit suddenly appeared, and countless ancient trees fell down one by one, and then were directly shattered by the qi engine.

The dust and smoke disappeared, Ao Xiao's hair was scattered, his pale hair, and his wrinkled face and hands made people's scalp numb, and he was not old, and there were blood holes everywhere around his body, and there was no good place.

Only a pair of unwilling eyes supported him and stood up anew.

"With my dragon's blood, burn it! Ao Xiao fell into a state of complete madness.

In an instant, time was reversed, and the old face instantly returned to its previous state, with golden light all over it, and a bloody blood hole was healed in a moment, and the weak breath also reached an unprecedented peak state.

"What kind of secret technique is this? It can actually make a seriously injured person recover in an instant and reach the peak?" Jiang Bufan was completely shocked, this is simply abnormal.

"Those who descend to death, why are you afraid, even if you burn all the dragon's blood, you can't change it, you ...... Imminently, the fact of falling. The black dragon was disdainful.

didn't wait for Ao Xiao to have any reaction, the demon smoke was surging, and the knife was killed.