Igniting thirty percent of the creatures in this world can basically suppress the ghost tower......

This is the result of her calculations, but once she starts to do this, the remaining seventy percent of the living beings will inevitably react violently, the Great Banyan King has occupied the land of the six states, and he wants to become the god of Kyushu, he will definitely resist with all his might, it is better to burn it all out.

The Great Banyan King's body is huge and incomparable, and the branch root system is intertwined, and it is almost invincible in Kyushu, but it is just under the restraint of the Buddha-killing sword, so it should not be too difficult to solve. With his ability to deduce, he should also be able to recognize this.

Hopefully, he can go all out and take down the Ghost Tower. Otherwise, when Qingshan comes back, he must be furious.

But even if he's angry, he has to do it!

Because she can't leave until he returns.

The ancient temple in the deep mountains, the red leaves are Xiaoxiao, and the steps are all over.

"This is the mound!"

Chu Danqing stood in front of the temple, her heart was full of amazement, and she suddenly looked back and found that she was standing behind her silently, wearing a moon-white monk's robe that was very commensurate with the scenery of the ancient temple, but her expression never matched any scenery, and the twisted and strange long sword in her hand was even more inexplicable.

"My promise with Qingshan has been fulfilled, and you have also obtained a hundred volumes of strange paintings from Master Dong, there are many dangers in this painting mound, you better quit!"

", little kid is talking big, what danger can there be in this kind of broken place, wait until you see that fake dragon, and then slash him with a few more swords, and you will know who is dangerous. The Immortal Abandoned Sword Soul burst into a sharp and strange laugh, completely breaking the quiet atmosphere around him.

Chu Danqing's face changed greatly, and Xiao An flicked his finger on the blade of the sword. The Immortal Abandonment Sword Soul suddenly stopped talking.

"When you leave the mound safely, the promise will be completed. ”

"That'...... Okay then!" Chu Danqing stepped on the red leaves and climbed the stairs.

Xiao An followed, and when she stepped on the first step, the steps suddenly dispersed like a cloud of smoke, and the fiery red maple trees on both sides burst into flames, and the raging flames rolled towards her.

Chu Danqing saw that all the qi qi around him were paintings, and the flames were close to him, but he didn't feel the slightest heat. On the contrary, the blood is faintly boiling hot. Very comfortable.

One step away is two worlds.

He couldn't help but stop and look back worriedly.

Xiao An stepped steadily in the void, his face expressionless, as if he had not heard of it.

The immortal abandoned sword light zigzags around. The surrounding scenery shattered immediately. Not a single cent of her could be touched.

The Immortal Abandoned Sword is the master of the Sword Shrine. The way of the sword is also the way of killing, whether it is destructive or lethal, it is far from being comparable to the mound.

"I don't need your protection. I beg you, Xiao An, you go out!"

Chu Danqing's face was full of bitterness, and he gave it up, but it was to protect this painting mound. Every flower and tree here is full of famous paintings, and it was torn apart so mercilessly, which really made his heart ache for a drop of blood.

Xiao An was silent, and he had no intention of quitting.

The painting mound stirred, and more scenery joined the attack, but they were all shattered by the Immortal Abandoned Sword.

"Alas, I'm scared of you!"

Chu Danqing didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran forward desperately, Xiao An followed behind him unhurriedly, and the immortal abandoned sword tore apart a qiē obstacle, opening up a hollow.

In the depths of the meditation room, the flowers and trees are deep, covering the snow-white painting wall, and the ink dragon is about to fly.

Chu Danqing saw it from a distance, and shouted loudly: "Master!"

"Truly, this old blind man, it is better to kill him!"

The immortal abandoned the sword soul and laughed, Xiao An put it away, and in front of this painting wall, the surrounding scenery suddenly stabilized, and no longer attacked her frantically.

Chu Danqing bowed down in front of the painting wall, and Mo Long lowered his head, as if looking at him, but there was only blank in his eyes. The ink around him was very light, and although Mohai's battle did not hurt his body, it also caused a lot of impact.

He said in a deep voice: "Danqing, you are here." He raised his head and looked at Xiao An: "What do you have to say?"

"There is only one question, will you still be our enemy after you get out of trouble?"

Xiao An held down the Buddha Killing Sword again, in order to fulfill the promise to save an enemy, that kind of thing Li Qingshan would do, but she wouldn't. Besides, to ensure that Chu Danqing enters and exits the mound safely, it can be regarded as fulfilling the promise.

"So that's what you're really for!"

Chu Danqing stood up, stood in front of the painting wall, and glared at her angrily.

"Danqing, stand down. The Mohai Dragon King commanded majestically.

"Yes, master!" Chu Danqing was unwilling, but he could only push aside.

"If I say no, will you believe it?" said the Mohai Dragon King.

"Daoyou don't care about lying, even if it's a lie, it counts. "Xiao Andao.

"So, are you trying to coerce me into agreeing to no longer be your enemy?"

With a boom, a thunderclap pierced the sky, layers of dark clouds gathered, and a rainstorm was coming.

Chu Danqing was very anxious in his heart, knowing that the master had an arrogant temperament and would never be coerced, but in such a situation, he could never be the opponent of this "Buddha enemy".

"Life and death are mundane matters, it is not forced, the dragon king chooses at will, but I still hope to avoid a battle. ”

"Why?"

"If I kill you, your disciple will take revenge, and I will kill him, but he is a friend of Qingshan, and I don't want to do this unless I have to. In fact, there is another reason, that paintings cannot be "eaten".

The Mohai Dragon King was silent for a while, only the dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker.

The four eyes are facing each other, a pair of blanks, a pair of emptiness, blank and heartfelt, empty but really ruthless;

Since you have a heart, you can't do without concern, such as this disciple who is ready to fight for him at any time, such as the dream of soaring to the sky and traveling all over the world.

Ruthlessness borders on detachment, the person is in the painting, the heart is outside the painting, and the words don't even seem like threats, but the embodiment of some kind of rule.

The Mohai Dragon King sighed: "If Li Qingshan says this to me, I will fight with him again no matter what!"

"Aoyama wouldn't say such a thing. ”

"I will never be your enemy again. ”

Xiao An bowed slightly, swung his sword to slash through the painting mound, and was about to leave.

"Wait, I was going to give this painting to Aoyama as a thank you, and now I want to pass it on to you. ”

Chu Danqing looked at her deeply and handed over a scroll of paintings.

Unfolding the scroll, Xiao An's expression moved slightly, like ripples across the lake, and his eyes stared at the painting for a moment.

It turned out to be a portrait of Li Qingshan, standing there casually with his waist upright, his long black hair scattered, and a bright and smug smile on the corner of his mouth. Although it does not contain any mana, it is just an ordinary painting, but it pours all of Chu Danqing's efforts, vivid and lifelike, as if a real person is standing in front of him.

"I hope you don't forget him!"

Xiao An came back to his senses, responded randomly, threw down a bunch of scrolls, and disappeared into the cracks.

Chu Danqing was also dumbfounded when he looked at the hundred scrolls of strange paintings on the ground, this was nearly a hundred magic weapon-level picture scrolls, and they were all thrown to him like this, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, is this a clear grievance of Xueqingshan?

With a deep sigh of relief, he turned to face the wall, a paintbrush already in his hand. Pour a drop of blood into the pen and point it towards the wall.

The pen fell silently, and the dots were doubled.

With a bang, the painting wall shattered, and the ink dragon soared.

The mound shook violently, and all the scenery turned into a kaleidoscope of rapidly rotating colors, converging towards the overbearing dragon.

Between this stroke, Chu Danqing has exhausted his mental strength, in a whirlwind of the earth, his body fell down, falling straight on the desert where night fell, only to see the changing and colorful mirage, there is a dragon shadow shuttling back and forth, each shuttle becomes more huge, at first you can still see the body, and then only see a scale and half a claw.

The last huge dragon head poked out of it, followed by a slender body, as if soaked in the brilliance of a mirage, with changing colors in the inky black, and more textured.

A dragon's roar resounded through the desert, the ink dragon soared into the air, and the painting mound no longer existed, merging with him.

The hypocrisy trapped in the painting can finally roam the world like a real dragon.

Qingxiaodong Mansion, the stone gate opens.

A ray of moonlight shone into the hollow, dark belly of the mountain, outlining her figure.

The cave mansion that was seriously opened up at the beginning now seems so simple.

She floated down, unfolded the scroll again, and gently brushed the portrait with her hand,

Even though the mystery of the white bones of Zhu Yan is there, there is still an impermeable hue, which makes people frown and wet their eyes.

The moonlight is shining and tears are like rain.

How can you forget him? (To be continued......)