The source of the wind comes from Xu Qing, who is sitting cross-legged and motionless in the distance.
At this moment, the place where the altar was placed was filled with turbulence and lightning, and everyone looked shocked and uncertain.
Even the whirlpool in the sky became more and more roaring.
At that moment, they felt a vague wave rising in the wind, which seemed to be emanating from Xu Qing's body, and then the world shook.
The earth trembled, and the mountains sloping like blades in the distance in the sky also shook, and a large amount of gravel fell, hitting the canyon, leaving a lingering sound.
"what's the situation!"
Ning Yan took in a breath, looking horrified.
The captain's eyes were also wide open, and he looked at Xu Qing with his legs crossed and his eyes closed in the distance, and his heart was churning.
The prince suddenly turned his head to look at Xu Qing, his expression changed.
"This is……"
Princess Mingmei and others also looked over instantly, with strange lights in their eyes.
Lao Ba was shocked and murmured.
"???Have you really realized it?"
In everyone's varying degrees of shock, a peerless killing intent is slowly forming here!
It is just a prototype, and it will take time before it can fully come to fruition.
But just like this, everyone's hearts were in turmoil, especially the prince. He looked at Xu Qing sitting cross-legged in the distance. He should be happy in this turbulence. After all, Xu Qing has achieved something under his guidance.
Achievement.
But he still inevitably felt a sense of powerlessness.
At this moment, he thought of Xu Qing's master again, so he instinctively looked at Princess Mingmei.
Princess Mingmei's eyes also looked towards him at this moment. The two looked at each other, each in silence.
…
Feng, I don’t know if he has age.
If not, how can it record the traces of the existence of all things over the years.
If so, how to distinguish it?
There are too few people who can answer this question.
Perhaps the age of the wind is determined based on the stories it has witnessed, so there are ancient times and the present.
At this moment, in the Moon Sacrifice area, while the wind is blowing all living beings and shaking the hearts of all things, the Red Moon Temple is also going out.
The scene in the first scene of the plot is an extremely serious blasphemy to the Red Moon Temple!
They want to find the source and stop it all.
So a large number of temple monks roared in all directions.
But obviously it will be impossible to find the altar hidden in the green sand in a short time.
And the ancient wind blew through the place of the altar at this time, stirring up everyone's minds and turning into even bigger waves.
It's just that the second act has officially started and nothing can stop. Even if Ning Yan and others are trembling, they can only act bravely.
As a result, the shaking of the heaven and earth set off by the ancient wind also became the background of the picture. Through the lens of the Sky Eye, it was reflected in the minds of all living beings in the Moon Sacrifice Region.
This drama continues to begin.
As a result, the stories seen by all living beings have unknowingly acquired traces of vicissitudes of life and a will to kill, making them a little more real.
In the picture, the first thing that appears is an altar.
This altar is huge, majestic and majestic, and is filled with countless rune marks. If any one of them flickers, the sun, moon, and stars will be shattered within it.
Extremely terrifying.
And in the center of the altar, Chi Mu, who had broken the seal with the help of countless stars, was forcibly held down by a man in golden armor and knelt there.
She wanted to struggle, but it was of no use.
The big man in golden armor wore a mask, and his expression could not be seen, but he stood there, his body upright, full of killing intent, holding Chimu's head with one hand, and dragging a long knife with the other hand.
The sword glowed coldly throughout its body, emitting terrifying fluctuations and turning into a shadow thousands of meters high in mid-air, which was shocking.
This is the priest responsible for the execution.
Outside the altar, the Lord played by Ning Yan is looking at the sky in the distance, with countless figures looming around, looking up to him.
They are waiting for the ancient emperor's decree to arrive.
The image was solemn, and the killing intention was extremely strong. It was clearly reflected in the minds of all living beings, making everyone in the Moon Sacrifice Territory feel shocked at this moment.
Because the killing intent in this picture is so shocking that all living beings can feel it strongly through the picture itself.
Even though most of them were hesitant in their hearts, at this moment, the reality of this murderous intention made those hesitant strong men from all races even more shaken.
The higher the cultivation level, the more so. The perception of murderous intent will appear at different levels depending on the sensitivity of the senses.
"This kind of transmission of murderous intent..."
"If you feel it for a little bit, your heart will be filled with fear!"
"Could it be that...this picture is indeed real?"
The hearts of all living beings in the outside world were shaken, especially the cultivators of the Red Moon Temple. They were even more horrified at this moment, and were increasingly searching for the traces of all this.
But these people didn't know that the actors in the picture were also shocked.
Ning Yan tried hard to restrain his anxiety and not look where Xu Qing was, but he could strongly feel the increasingly alarming killing intent around him. This made him frightened and at the same time, he felt a sense of life and death crisis.
The captain is equally surprised and suspicious, and the trembling of Chi Mu played by You Jing is not all false.
It is true that the wind here is stronger.
The murderous intention within it became more and more intense, and even affected the laws here. Snowflakes appeared and floated between the sky and the earth.
The expressions of the Crown Prince and Princess Mingmei also became solemn. They no longer cared about the performance. At this moment, their eyes fell on Xu Qing.
Xu Qing is still comprehending.
With the help of his own morning glow, he has been searching for, simulating, and tracing the fleeting ripples in the ink painting.
It was only at this moment that he finally found traces in the hazy depths of the sea of consciousness.
The morning glow blends into it.
Along with the simulation and realization, his mind slowly started to roar until he heard the murmur that was once unclear in his ears.
That ripple is the source of the murmur and the source of the wind.
Now, it becomes clear!
"kill!"
"kill!!"
"kill!!!"
Countless voices gathered together and roared out this word, and Xu Qing's mind suddenly exploded at this moment.
His mind was in turmoil, and the ink in the sea of consciousness stirred up violent waves.
Earth-shattering.
The ancient wind stirred up even more, using Xu Qing's body as its mouth, it was released outwards, whistling on the broken altar, following the sky-eye lenses, and violently rising in the minds of all living beings.
This caused the hearts of all sentient beings to be horrified. Most of the strong men from all races in the outside world trembled in their hearts, and some stood up from their cross-legged postures in fear, their hair standing on end.
As they felt it, the killing intent in the picture in their minds at this moment seemed to turn into an ancient evil, erupting in front of their eyes.
Extremely real.
This is especially true for the monks of Niyue Palace. The expressions of the mysterious deputy palace masters within them all changed one after another in their respective hiding places.
Their expressions were solemn. They had previously sensed that the formation of this scene was with the help of the Niyue Palace, and they were surprised and suspicious.
Although most of them were hesitant when the first scene appeared, they took it very seriously.
But now, the murderous intention in the second scene, for them, was deeply shaken.
"This is real?!"
Even in the Red Moon Temple, a terrifying aura erupted at this moment.
After the Son of God retreated, the emperor who was responsible for everything stepped out of the retreat. His expression was extremely serious, and even he felt his heart pounding.
He originally thought that the crown prince and the others were responsible for all this, but now... he is not sure anymore.
At the same time, Ning Yan and others' hearts were also churning violently, and according to the script, Wu Jianwu, who was going to appear at this moment, also stopped and his body stiffened.
Thinking that countless viewers were watching him, Wu Jianwu forcibly calmed down, wearing a royal robe and a crown, his figure slowly reappeared in the sky of the picture, looking down at the earth, and looked at the master played by Ning Yan.
.
At this moment, there was no need for him to show any momentum. All the changes caused by the shaking of the earth, the roar of the sky, and the churning of murderous intent were naturally transformed into exaggerations.
Before this, the rendering work was carried out by the prince and the others, but now they no longer pay attention to the scene at all, and all look towards Xu Qing.
"Why hasn't he woke up yet?" The prince hesitated in his heart, but due to his understanding of Xu Qing, he did not say this. He believed that Lao Ba would say it.
"This kid, why haven't you woke up yet? He has achieved enlightenment." Lao Ba was indeed as the prince expected. He opened his eyes wide and murmured in a low voice.
"He is still realizing that murderous thoughts are not his limit."
After hearing what Lao Ba said, the prince spoke calmly.
Princess Mingmei nodded slightly.
Lao Ba sneered and looked at them.
"Why do you look like you already knew this would happen, but what you said before was not like this. Isn't it too fake? Do you think I'm stupid?"
Princess Mingmei had no expression on her face. She raised her hand and immediately Lao Ba's body banged and was blasted into the distance by a powerful force.
"Lao Ba's brain may not have been damaged, but it was damaged before he was beaten."
The prince agreed, and so did the fifth sister. At this moment, his eyes swept over Xu Qing, and he spoke in a low voice.
"I'm looking forward to seeing how far he will go after realizing the killing intent of the God-Slaying Platform..."
At the same time, under the fierce turmoil in Xu Qing's sea of consciousness, the murderous intention in the ink also spread throughout Xu Qing's body.
Xu Qing's whole body was shaken, and there were waves of severe pain in his body.
But at this moment, he had no idea of opening his eyes, nor did he think of exploring the source of the severe pain. He was still sitting there with his legs crossed, immersed in it.
He is waiting for the ink painting in the sea of consciousness to take shape!
This is his purpose.
If the wave of killing thoughts is captured by him and released, then the picture... will not be broken again.
At this moment, ink and seven colors blend, and gradually a scene is slowly outlined from the inside...
The sky in the picture is divided into two, the white part becomes cyan, and the black part becomes red.
On the blue sky, a supreme giant stood tall and tall, wearing a king's robe, standing erect. The auspicious clouds covered his appearance, but they could not block the tyranny emanating from him that could suppress the eternity.
It's like looking at it, time rolls back, and touching it with breath, all things return to ruins.
On the red sky, there is also a vast figure looming inside. It is a woman wearing a red dress. She has an ordinary appearance and deep eyes, which contain the starry sky. Within it, you can see the birth of galaxies and the dimming of star fields.
Under her dress, there were no legs, and there were countless tentacles spreading on the red sky, with a star curled up in each tentacle.
Divine fluctuations surged from his body to the sky.
"Li Zihua, I didn't expect that it would be you... who would stop me from becoming a god."
"The boss is sick." The tall figure spoke hoarsely in the blue sky.
The woman was silent for a while, then murmured softly.
"Do you still remember my song?"
Along with the murmur, there was a song that echoed around the world.
“Some people are free and flying, pursuing and riding the wind and waves all the way.
Run to the Red Moon Ocean and travel across the glorious frontier.
The conjecture about the reincarnation of all living beings, and the flesh and blood of all things are food.
The sun burns your eyes and cannot bury your ideals.
I looked up at the vast sky, above the red moon...I was flying!"
This chapter has been completed!