Chapter 1517

As soon as the bell appeared, it expanded rapidly at an incredible speed. Almost in a twinkling of an eye, it turned into a large dark sky. Half of the sky in the city of birds was shrouded in the dark.

Ink world!

Seeing the world of ink and wash covering the cage of defeat, Liu Dunru was relieved and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

But Shi Lou's face was white: "it's worthy of defeat, which has caused such a heavy load to the world of ink painting."

The world of ink and wash is a treasure created by Liu Dunru's and Shilou's mastery of the power of poetry, painting and Taoism. The level of the treasure is much higher than that of the space treasure made by array and the way of refining utensils. To some extent, it is similar to the heaven palace world of the great emperor. From some angles, it can be seen as a simplified version of the cave world The world.

Relying on the world of ink painting, they almost killed Ren Wo Kuang and Yan Zi Zi, who are stronger than them.

However, the strength of the defeat, is far more than I was crazy, Yan free.

As soon as we enter the world of ink and wash, we have to defeat the great power we have, which brings unprecedented terrible pressure to the world of ink and wash.

Liu Dunru said, "how long can you help us delay?"

Stone tower thought for a while, way: "should be able to insist a little bit of time, at least a quarter of an hour."

Liu Dunru turned his head and looked at the holy masters of the holy alliance. He said with a smile, "this quarter of an hour is enough for us to do a lot of things."

All saints, all saints, look changed!

They most rely on the defeat, was covered by the unknown huge black curtain, the breath disappeared, also don't know how!

Now, with more than a dozen of them, they are not Liu Dunru's rivals at all.

Maybe you shadow God, like this, can still get away with it.

Once the others are targeted, it's a lot worse.

All of a sudden, everyone was nervous, and everyone was ready to run for his life.

Before that, although they had been fighting with Ren I Kuangyan Zizi, they always thought that there were only those two freaks. No matter how powerful the other saints were, they didn't have the strength to kill them.

Today, the powerful mysterious Lord broke their understanding.

From their internal power, they have a fear of the Holy Lord whose strength is obviously higher than theirs. They all think that if they don't pay attention, they will die, just like the Holy Lord who was beaten into nothingness before.

"Oh."

Liu Dunru saw the obvious fear from them and couldn't help laughing.

"It's up to you to help me improve my way of poetry! I don't get much from killing a lord, but it's better than nothing! "

A pen appeared in Liu Dunru's hand.

A long, thin pen.

With a wave in the sky, a large area of golden words appeared. These words are not the words of the Ziji continent, but the ancient sayings of the main world. However, these ancient sayings of the main world can also emit unimaginable terrible power under the heaven and earth rules of the Ziji continent.

"When seafaring tourists talk about Yingzhou, the smoke is dim and the letter is hard to find; when Yue people talk about Tianmu, the clouds and clouds may disappear or be seen."

Hum!

In the golden light like clouds, there appeared a faint mountain shadow.

The virtual shadow of the mountain is more and more solid and huge.

"Tianmu is moving towards the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng. The rooftop is 48000 feet. I'm going to lean southeast for this! "

Boom!

Suddenly, the mountain rushed out of the bright golden light and came down.

Under the golden light of the mountain, the holy masters of the holy alliance could not move one by one!

The volume of the mountain is huge enough to cover half of the inner city of a hundred birds. Once it is depressed, the whole inner city will be completely crushed.

However, the Holy Lord was suppressed and could not move. The ordinary practitioners in the city, not to mention the practitioners whose accomplishments were lower than those in the Danti realm, were all dead.

From the bodies of those who died, some blue spots of light flew out.

The blue light gathered in the sky and all flew into the mountain.

Q cool! The mountain has become bigger because of this.

"I want to fly through the moon of Jinghu Lake in one night because of my dream of Wuyue. The moon shines on the lake and sends me to Shanxi. Xiegang's home is still here, and the water is rippling and the ape is singing. With Xie Gong's shoes on his feet, he ascended the blue cloud ladder. See the sea in the half wall, and smell the cockroach in the air. Thousands of rocks and thousands of turns, the road is uncertain, the flowers are leaning on the stone, and it's already dark. The bear roars and the Dragon chants at the spring of Yin rock, and the chestnut trees are deep and startling at the top of the forest

Boom!

The whole mountain pressure is lower, those high-rise buildings have been crushed!

In the mountains, the roaring of the dragon and the roaring of the tiger, a large number of the power of heaven and earth, followed by rolling down.

The repressive force has become even more terrifying.

Now, even the practitioners of Dan body realm are suppressed one by one. The yuan Dan in the earth body is broken and the seven orifices bleed to death."The clouds are green, the water is Dandan, and the smoke is growing. The lack of thunderbolt, the collapse of the hills. The stone door of the cave opens with a roar. The vast expanse of the blue and the dark does not see the bottom, and the sun and the moon shine on the gold and silver platform. Neon for clothes, wind for horses, the king of clouds come down one after another. The tiger drum, the zither, the Luan, and the immortal. "

In the mountains, the sound of thunderbolts reverberated.

At the back of the mountain, there appeared a series of extremely tall shadows of gods and demons.

Kara!

In the inner city, all the practitioners in the empty divine realm, including those who are called Saint level strongmen, also die!

Liu Dunru narrowed his eyes. This poem came from the ancient inheritance of the main world. The way of poetry and prose he practiced depended on these inheritance to exert his power. Every time he was inspired, not only the power in the poem would not be consumed, but also the power of poetry and prose would be enhanced with the number and strength of the practitioners suppressed and killed by the means of Buddhism.

This time, the practitioners in the inner city of zhensha hundred birds city will definitely bring great improvement to this poem.

Compared with that, the promotion brought by those ten saints is nothing.

Of course, this way of poetry and prose is not an evil method. It is impossible to enhance the strength of the people through killing. This time, the killing will be promoted to the extreme temporarily, and there will be no improvement if the killing continues.

The power of the dead monks is a part of the power of poetry.

Now, the only ones who can hold on to not being killed are the more than ten holy masters, including Youying.

Qi Ying watched in the air, surprised.

The strength of Liu Dunru and Shilou lies in his imagination.

He was shocked enough by the strange dark scenes, and the sight that the shadow of the mountain directly killed all the people in the inner city made Qi Ying feel a little sorry.

Qi Ying couldn't make such a large-scale and powerful attack at one time unless he used that style to break the sky.

At this point.

A strange wind passed by Qi Ying's ears!

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