Thirty days and a chess game?

King Dan started with the arrangement of the chess game, which suddenly made the host Jiugongzi and Wuyazi on the side show a trace of surprise.

Heaven and earth are vertical and horizontal chess games, but they are created by the old man who watched chess, and generally speaking, only the disciples of the old man who watched chess have a heritage, and King Dan also has it?

Gu Hai fell into chess, and gradually became solemn.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" ............

The two of them fell, you came and went, countless chess cultivators from all over the world looked at the two of them, and gradually showed their worries, but they were worried about Gu Hai. Because, with the wrath of the saints. Countless painting cultivators immediately greeted Gu Hai with their artistic conception of painting Taoism.

"Boom!"

Gu Hai's body is like a colored sun, blooming with all kinds of light.

"With so many artistic conceptions of painting, Gu Hai can still play chess? His concentration is so high?" the future Buddha frowned and folded his hands.

"Hmph, Gu Hai is not affected by the Painting Dao, this group of Painting Dao cultivators are all a bunch of waste!" Taishang's eyes were cold.

Tai Chu stared at Gu Hai deadly.

Gu Hai was unmoved, and he was still in the middle of it.

Not to mention that the artistic conception of calligraphy is useless to Gu Hai, Gu Hai's current chess path has made Gu Hai have super concentration, and a son is playing against King Dan.

King Dan was also extremely cautious, because King Dan understood the current situation, as long as he won the Gu Hai, there would be countless saints in the sky who were willing to recommend him.

"Mr. Gu doesn't seem to be affected?"

"Mr. Gu is really amazing, so many artistic conceptions of painting, can he still settle safely?"

"The master of the first grade hall, it is really amazing!"

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The people around exclaimed.

The saints in the sky were all staring at the ancient sea.

"Hmph, I'll see how long you can hold on!" said a painting saint coldly.

Even if Gu Hai is not affected now, but, all the saints are sure, Gu Hai will definitely not be able to stand it, this is nearly 10,000 painting cultivators, and they are not mortals, they are all painting cultivators who can draw illusions, Gu Hai will definitely not last long, no, even a certain saint in the sky, he will definitely not be able to hold on for too long, let alone Gu Hai?

Just when King Dan, the painting cultivators, and the saints were looking forward to it, a voice suddenly resounded throughout the audience.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Gu, I'm done, look at my painting, my painting is done!"

Finished drawing?

Hearing this voice, almost all the saints were violently shaken.

One by one, he turned his head to look, this is immortality?

Originally, the saints still wanted to see what Changsheng painted, but the hundred pregnant saints who passed out on the side suddenly reminded them, and suddenly, no one dared to look at Changsheng's painting.

Another painting? Another scourge painting?

Changsheng's voice seemed to have stopped the entire Tianyin City in an instant, and the faces of the 500 million people and 100,000 participating cultivators all sank.

What is the drawing?

However, no one dared to look at it, at least, Mu Chenfeng, Mo Yike, and Bing Ji did not dare to look at it.

The painting of immortality, the evil door is incomparable, who dares to look at it?

"Mr. Gu, how is my painting?" Mr. Gu ......!" Changsheng suddenly rushed over with the painting in his arms.

Gu Hai naturally heard Changsheng's painting, but with the 'egg picture' Zhuyu in front, Gu Hai really didn't dare to look at it, but it was not good to thin Changsheng's interest. Pretended not to hear and continued to fall.

"Mr. Gu, my painting is done, look, you are in the court meeting when I painted it, by the way, you are playing chess, forget it, forget it, let me rescue you!" Changsheng said anxiously.

As he spoke, Changsheng turned the painting towards the ancient sea, and from the painting, a golden light suddenly gushed out, heading straight for the ancient sea.

"Huh?"

"What's on the painting?" After all, some people turned their heads curiously.

Seeing Changsheng's painting, almost everyone was stiff.

"Shhh

"How dare he!"

"He actually painted saints?"

"Can this be drawn? is he crazy?"

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Many people who saw the painting were immediately surprised.

But I saw that in the painting of immortality. But it's magnificent.

In the picture, Gu Hai is wearing a dragon robe, sitting on a dragon chair, and there are countless officials standing in two columns, and these officials are not bystanders, but more than 10,000 painting cultivators who participated in the competition.

Changsheng painted all these paintings into the ancient sea courtiers.

What's more, in the center of the court in the painting, there are also 500 saints, who are painting saints, with 100 holding children, kneeling in front of Gu Hai in the painting, and the other 400 are also covered in bruises, dying, and all of them are bound, as if they are all beheaded to show the public when Gu Hai in the painting gives an order.

People who saw this painting were completely shocked.

"Is this a depiction of the majesty of the ancient sea?"

"All the five hundred painting saints have become prisoners and have been detained, this is the picture of the trial saints?"

"He, he doesn't want to play anymore, even the judges dare to slander?"

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Countless people exclaimed.

But when he saw Changsheng shake, in the picture, a shout suddenly came: "Those who are in the same stream as this, punish the Nine Clans!"

This is the sound coming out of the painting.

But under this strange sound, the golden light in the painting suddenly skyrocketed ten thousand times, rushing straight into Gu Hai's body, instantly covering all the other rays on Gu Hai's body, and following the four directions of the painting path light, the golden light was transmitted to the ten thousand painting path cultivators who attacked Gu Hai.

"Boom!"

The 10,000 Painting Dao cultivators were suddenly enveloped in golden light.

Almost at the same time, the 10,000 Painter Dao Saints were all one spirit. Entered the artistic conception of immortal painting.

The artistic conception of Changsheng's painting shows the boundless majesty of the court, as if the heavenly majesty instantly stunned the minds of all painters. The painters forgot everything, and really thought that they were the courtiers of Gu Hai.

Just like the illusion that Gu Hai saw, these paintings were not only seen, but also went straight to the heart.

"Poof!" "Poof!"..................

Suddenly, 10,000 paintings knelt on the ground.

"The emperor forgives us, we have nothing to do with this group of saints!"

"Your Majesty, these saints are not allowed to die well, and the ministers have nothing to do with them!"

"These-eating saints, I have nothing to do with them!"

"Please ask the emperor to behead all these saints for public display!"

"No, please ask the emperor to hang their heads on the city tower!"

"Your Majesty, these saints are not human. ”

"Your Majesty, this group of saints and pigs and dogs are not as good as killing them!"

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Under the emperor's 'heavenly prestige', the painters pointed to the saints in the sky, and insulted them again and again, scolding them for being inferior to pigs and dogs, scolding them for not being things, scolding them for being beasts, and all kinds of insults were endless.

"You, you dare!" the saints of the painting suddenly roared, and they were almost carried by anger.

For many years, I have never suffered such an insult, thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, when have I not been regarded as an ancestor by the participants of the Halloween Conference?

You dare to scold me? And scold me so badly? Didn't you give birth to a son? This is what you scolded me?

The four hundred saints were furious.

A super farce broke out in the central square, attracting the contestants in the book fighting area, the piano fighting area, and the chess fighting area to look sideways and look at them in surprise.

There was an uproar among the 500 million people in all directions.

Some were surprised, some laughed, and it was extremely noisy.

"Changsheng?, the artistic conception of one person's painting Dao, overshadowing all the contestants?" Emperor Kong, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes.

Emperor Qing's face also sank: "Changsheng? I understand, it's him, it's him, and that Ziwei? It's the two of them?"

East, the angels watched in amazement.

"Allah, is that man's painting really so strong?" said a seraphim in astonishment.

"Painting the Tao to compete, with the artistic conception of the conflict, the loser is a thousand miles away, the winner reverses the enemy's heart, this person paints the artistic conception of the Tao, it is indeed powerful, the heaven-level brush? That painting, was Gu Hai asked him to paint?" Tai Chu frowned.

South.

"Giant, Gu Hai and they can't go crazy, how can they paint this kind of painting?

Taishang Juzi's eyes narrowed slightly: "Is this the same fate?" Hmph, Gu Hai is so ruthless, he knows that the painting saint will not choose him, but he does the opposite, let all the participating painting cultivators insult the saint, scold the saint for being inferior to beasts, so that the saint is not willing to choose them?"

Western.

"Amitayus Buddha! The scolding is too ugly, the saints have transcended the world, and they are actually insulted for being inhumane, and this group of participating painters is also uneven!" a bodhisattva sighed slightly.

"A good painting does not mean that the character is good, alas, just like this, this year's Halloween Conference has changed a little!"

It's gone?

In order to clear up the relationship with the saint, they even did not hesitate to make up some peach-colored incidents and broken sleeve fetish incidents for the saints, and the four hundred saints who listened to them almost fainted.

"Shaft, shaft dares!"

"You dare, if the old man can come down, he will definitely kill you!"

"Ignorant child, bastard thing!"

"The old man fought with you!"

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The Sky Saint roared angrily, but there were more than 10,000 Dao cultivators below. There were so many people that the four hundred saints couldn't reply at all, and even a few saints who were clean and self-conscious, and their reputation was more important than their lives, and they were slandered by this 'disgraceful' story and fainted.

Immortal smugness.

Gu Hai, who was sitting on the side, had a cold sweat on his forehead, revealing a wry smile. Changsheng this time, you are a big cow.

"Changsheng is playing big again!" Mu Chenfeng, who was not far away, said blankly.

"These saints can be regarded as completely hating the emperor to death!" Mo Yike said with a wry smile.

Bing Ji didn't know how to deal with it, so she could only smile bitterly: "At least it proves that Changsheng's painting path is indeed powerful, and one person overwhelms everyone!"

The Liunian master who presided over the painting on the side was already dumbfounded at the moment.

This is the first time I've seen that during the competition, the judges will be judged like this. All the contestants are on their knees and scolding the judges, this, how can this continue? Can anyone teach me, what should I say?

"Agreed!" Gu Hai said suddenly.