The drunkard was half lying on the ground, looking unkempt, with the aloofness of a cultivator in his eyes.
In the hall, all the monks held their breath and looked at this scene with horrified expressions.
That drunkard is so courageous!
You know, that is the Blood-clothed Sword God, the legendary... terrifying and powerful man who loves to destroy everyone.
Could it be said that he really has someone to rely on?
Qi Yuan looked at Mr. Jiu with doubt in his expression: "Could it be that you can also sing "Courage"?"
After finishing his words, Qi Yuan stretched out a finger directly towards the wine master.
The immortal cultivators present looked stern, were they about to start a fight?
Is the Blood-clothed Sword God testing someone?
Many monks present stepped back one after another, and some fled immediately for fear of harming Chi Yu.
Qi Yuan held his junior sister Jiang Lingsu with one arm, and gently pressed one finger against the wine master.
The wine master was still half-lying, looking at Qi Yuan's fingers with a leisurely expression: "Young people still can't change their bad habits, body, soul, but external objects, Yin Shen is the strongest, in the realm of gods, who is still boxing these days?"
The wine master smiled contemptuously, and the powerful divine realm swept across at this moment.
He was going to give this ignorant boy an education.
He has met too many such people.
With a sudden breakthrough and rapid rise, I thought I was the protagonist of this world, and I didn’t know how high the world was.
As everyone knows, there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!
The divine realm suddenly expanded, and a wine gourd appeared out of thin air.
Immortal energy lingers, purple and green energy boils, and a river of wine falls from the sky, disappearing into the dust and smoke.
It's like the sound of the great road, but also like the fairy creatures in fairyland.
"My jug of wine can annihilate Helanzhou!" The wine master laughed, "Young man, I will teach you the first lesson in becoming a strong man!"
The divine realm suddenly spread and spread.
The drunkard was still half lying down, but his body seemed to be high and majestic.
"The divine realm is the foundation of one's life. I will take this finger from you!"
Divine Realm rushed towards Qi Yuan, covering Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan's expression did not change. He lowered his head and glanced at Jiang Lingsu beside him, with an indifferent expression: "Junior sister, this is how ants are pressed to death."
His hand reached forward.
Straight across the Wine River.
The powerful divine realm seemed to be undefended, allowing his fingers to penetrate.
The wine master was stunned for a moment, and his eyes narrowed: "There are some ways to refine the divine realm on the body, but... that's all!"
"Look at the 60% opening of my divine realm!"
"That's right, the young man has some skills, but I haven't done my best yet!"
"Give me seventy percent... ten percent!"
"Ah... something's wrong, something's wrong with you!"
The drunkard kept talking, and his expression changed from contempt before to fear now.
Because, that finger seems to be immune to anything.
His powerful divine realm could easily trap the Great Master, but it was unable to hurt that finger at all.
That finger seems to be the only one in the world.
It is the finger of the gods that wipes out all living beings!
At this time, the drunkard suddenly felt like an ant facing the pressing fingers of humans!
He couldn't resist at all, and he didn't have the ability to resist.
He was really panicked.
"Misunderstanding, you can't kill me!"
"Without me, you will definitely die and will not survive the next catastrophe!"
At this moment, he stopped pretending.
He showed his cards.
He has support and confidence, and the bloody-robed sword god dare not kill him.
It's a pity that Qi Yuan didn't hear his voice or his call at all.
A finger falls, as if it is the only one in heaven and earth, the only one in all worlds.
The divine realm was directly shattered, and Jiu Fuzi's body and soul were also severed at this moment.
A contemptuous voice sounded in the drunkard's ears.
"The biggest difference between you and the ant is that when I press the ant to death, it won't scream, but you will."
This was the last sound heard in the wine master's heart.
His body was broken and his soul was dead.
He didn't understand until his death why Qi Yuan was so strong, and why... he killed him directly?
We shouldn’t ask, who is behind him and what does he rely on?
Unfortunately, he could only die with regret.
All the cultivators on the field were breathing rapidly at this moment, and their eyes were filled with shock.
Just now, they actually saw a divine battle!
It wasn't as grand as expected, not even the Yuan Dan monks' street explosions or the Foundation Establishment monks' house explosions.
Kill a powerful enemy with one finger.
The monks present were trembling.
They clearly felt that that finger was ordinary.
On the contrary, it was Jiu Fuzi's divine domain that gave them a sense of invincibility, and could even really destroy Helanzhou.
But just like that... he died at the hands of the bloody sword god.
It can be seen that the bloody sword god is the real god!
Jiang Lingsu blinked her eyes, feeling somewhat pleased in her heart.
In fact, she had already made some guesses about the identity of her senior brother.
However, she didn't take the initiative to point it out.
If the senior brother doesn't say anything, then...she will pretend not to know.
After all, she was a little scared.
The senior brother is really as powerful as the Blood-clothed Sword God, does he still recognize her as his junior sister?
Now, the senior brother took the initiative to expose himself in front of her and held her in his arms to kill powerful enemies. This was a sign of his trust in her.
Her heartbeat was very fast, and she could still hear it clearly even through her... um, big breasts.
However, she still said softly: "Elder brother, why don't you listen to what he has to say? Maybe there really is someone strong behind him?"
Jiang Lingsu heard the drunkard's last cry.
She was a little worried about Qi Yuan.
It was obvious that the drunkard had a certain background.
Qi Yuan smiled: "Ant said before he died that more ants would avenge him. Do you think I would care?"
Qi Yuan didn't bother to care about the drunkard at all.
He's just a clown. If you kill him, you'll kill him.
Jiang Lingsu listened with a bright smile in her eyes: "Elder brother... you are too strong!"
"I am quite strong, but alas... I am also very poor." Qi Yuan's eyes fell on the pale Wang Yunteng, "Take out the 5 billion spirit stones!"
Qiong Yunting was trembling and didn't dare to move at all.
Even if I beat her to death, she couldn't believe it. The one she looked down upon was actually the legendary sword god in blood.
That bloody-robed sword god who easily destroyed the Palace of Light and killed the Yin God like a dog.
Even the Feng family, the largest family in Yuntian City, was wiped out by him.
"This junior was deceived by this person. I thought he was really good friends with Senior Sword God, so..." The arrogant True Lord Divine Infant knelt down at this moment.
Qiong Yunting also knelt down quickly, seemingly begging Qi Yuan for mercy.
She was really scared.
"Whether you know him or not, or whether you were defrauded by him, has nothing to do with me. I came here today to borrow money!" Qi Yuan said softly.
It fell on the ears of all the monks in the hall, shocking their hearts.
Wang Yunteng said quickly: "Please give me some time, senior, and I will surely give you 500 million spiritual stones!"
At this moment, the only way to save your life is to abandon your family property.
With the character of the blood-clothed sword god, he did not destroy the family, but asked them to hand over the spirit stones, and they also felt lucky.
Qi Yuan nodded and looked at the two of them with a calm expression: "You two are a perfect match. You must be locked up with me and never break up."
Everyone present was a little confused, always feeling that Qi Yuan's words were strange.
When Wang Yunteng heard this, he looked slightly stunned. Immediately, he took out a magic weapon from his storage bag, which was a lock.
He immediately locked him and Qiong Yunting together with a lock.
"Senior, don't worry, the key has been lost and it's locked."
When Qi Yuan saw this, he was a little stunned.
People in the world of cultivating immortals are also quite effective in their performances.
It's really locked up.
"Also, remember to remove earwax, otherwise your ears will be bad!" Qi Yuan reminded kindly again.
At this time, Qiong Yunting lost her previous shame and anger, and said happily: "Put it out now, pay it out now!"
Didn't the bloody-robed sword god mean not to kill her?
At this moment, suddenly, a voice of regret suddenly sounded.
"You shouldn't have killed the drunkard."
Everyone looked over immediately and saw a woman in a yellow shirt walking towards the gate.
She has a graceful figure and graceful curves.
But what attracted the most attention was her face.
Rather than saying it is a face, it is better to say that it is a piece of drawing paper, a piece of drawing paper with a face drawn but no facial features.
Seeing this woman, the monks present felt a chill in their hearts, and they all had expressions of fear and apprehension.
"Painter, it's you!" Jiang Lingsu was also surprised.
Because the woman in front of her was the strange painter she recommended to her senior brother.
Looking at the situation now, it turns out that the strange painter and the drunkard still know each other.
Could it be that... the enemy?
Jiang Lingsu looked at the strange painter and immediately felt fear in her eyes.
Although she knew the strange painter, she still understood the importance.
Obviously, she has a good relationship with her senior brother, so she must unite with him to fight against the enemy.
She can't figure out the relationship with some people.
The strange painter glanced at Jiang Lingsu: "I didn't expect you would have such an adventure after not seeing me for so many years. You are worthy of..."
She didn't say the next words.
Qi Yuan looked at the strange painter with a calm expression: "You are the very powerful painter recommended by my junior sister. Do you have time to help me paint a painting?"
Qi Yuan got straight to the point.
He came here to find a strange painter to paint.
The strange painter looked at Qi Yuan with a strange look on his face: "You should have understood what I just said. I know Master Jiu."
"Oh..." Qi Yuan's expression changed slightly, "What, you want to avenge him?"
The strange painter shook his head: "I have nothing to do with them.
I just think that what you are thinking about now should not be asking me to paint, but running away, because you killed the drunkard and got into trouble."
"Oh?" Qi Yuan became interested, "What's the trouble?"
At this time, the strange painter waved his hand and drew a door here.
"It's a secret that must not be revealed. Why don't you come to my residence and explain it."
After the strange painter finished speaking, her body got into the door she painted and disappeared.
Jiang Lingsu looked at Qi Yuan with a hint of worry in her eyes.
If I had known better, I would not have brought senior brother to see this strange painter.
This strange painter looks very unusual.
"Come on, junior sister, let's go over and take a look together."
Qi Yuan's right eyebrow did not twitch, and his hands wrapped around Jiang Lingsu's slender waist, bringing her whole body closer to him.
Jiang Lingsu's heartbeat accelerated sharply, she didn't resist, and she felt a little happy in her heart.
The senior brother discussed this kind of thing and even took her with him.
Qi Yuan hugged Jiang Lingsu and entered the door.
The door also disappeared as Qi Yuan entered, leaving only a group of shocked and frightened guests.
What happened today was so shocking.
It is simply more than all the major events that have happened in this life combined.
At the same time, Qi Yuan fell from the air with Jiang Lingsu in his arms.
Jiang Lingsu also left Qi Yuan's arms, blushing a little and heartbeating.
She looked around with a curious look in her eyes.
All I can see here is a vast expanse of white.
Wherever you look, there are drawing papers everywhere.
These drawing papers are either hung on shelves or suspended in the air.
In the middle is a place for drying drawing paper, and around it are rivers of various colors, including black, red, green and other colors, and even white, as well as colors invisible to the human eye. The river is like paint.
At this time, the strange painter was sitting on a small stool in front of a white river, as if he was painting.
"You are here?"
The strange painter's voice was calm.
Qi Yuan took Jiang Lingsu over: "You can talk now, I want to see how many ants there are."
The ants naturally refer to the drunkard, his colleagues, and even the people behind him.
Regarding Qi Yuan's description, the strange painter painted a frown on his faceless drawing paper: "Your Excellency has always taken it as your duty to resist the great catastrophe. You should understand that as long as your name is on the mythical monument, it will be a blessing."
Qi Yuan nodded: "Yes."
As long as you step into the mythical realm, you will appear on the mythical monument, and then be harvested by the great tribulation and become treasure.
"The Great Tribulation only harvests myths, so for us, as long as we don't break through and enter myths, we... won't be harvested.
However, the Great Tribulation is not that rigid, and will even focus on some talented pigs.
After those pigs step into the realm of Yinshen, they will have many adventures and their strength will increase rapidly. Even if they want to suppress them, there is nothing they can do. In the end, they will even step into the realm of myths inexplicably and become resources."
The strange painter said and looked at Qi Yuan more.
In her opinion, the bloody sword god was the pig raised by the great calamity.
“There have been many, many pigs like this throughout the ages.
They all feel that they are talented, favored by heaven, and are the protagonists of destiny, and they are enough to resist the catastrophe.
Little do they know, in fact, they are just the king of all the pigs raised in the Great Tribulation. Once it becomes fat, it is sent to the butcher."
The strange painter said calmly.
Jiang Lingsu seemed to understand something.
She was a little worried about Qi Yuan.
But she knew that her strength was low and her knowledge was naturally short-sighted. At this time, she could just keep silent and don't make random remarks to cause trouble to her senior brother.
"Interesting, the rebels are all pigs, what about you?" Qi Yuan chuckled.
In fact, he had already noticed that the wine master and this painter were different from other great masters.
"We... are pigs who escape."
The strange painter had a look of despair in his eyes.
"Once upon a time, we were as high-spirited as you, thinking that we were the protagonists in the world.
It was not until later that we saw the horror of the catastrophe and how deep the water was, that we became a little desperate.
Because, we can’t even suppress our own realm, our realm continues to skyrocket, and we are stepping towards the myth!”
Speaking of this, the strange painter painted a mocking look on his face.
"If you can't even control your own realm, how can you resist the catastrophe?
Fortunately, we met a noble person named Jade Girl, and she passed down a magic formula that can make us a different kind of myth."
The strange painter spoke in a low voice.
Alternative myths will not leave their names on the myth monument, nor will they be harvested by the catastrophe.
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