"The water of the sky comes from the sky, and even the river has dried up. Wouldn't this sky change too..."

The old man with vicissitudes was still in the realm of the Nascent Soul, and Qiu Hanli looked at the dry river channel and was frowning.

Since the beginning of the previous year, the water of Tongtian River has gradually dried up. In just two years, the river on the other side cannot be seen at first sight, but now it is only a hundred feet wide. The water surface sinks, and abyss-like slopes appear on both sides of the riverside.

"Have there been more cracks in the sky?"

Qiu Hanli asked in a deep voice, and a woman's equally low answer came from behind: "It's more than a month ago."

The woman in black had her eyes and a cold breath all over her body, her face was bloodless and as pale as paper.

"It is said that the King Snake's Eye can see through the underworld, and it is difficult for us human race to see the cracks in the space in the sky." Qiu Hanli sighed and said, "The river is dry and the sky is cracked. What's wrong with the world? Is there a catastrophe coming?"

After hearing this, the woman pondered without saying a word and did not answer. She was the Thousand-Eyed King Snake.

"I have done what I promised Xu Yan. At least the devil's leader did not cause harm to the human race. I can't control him killing some demon races."

Qiu Hanli smiled bitterly and said to himself: "It's not that I'm powerful, but there is no strong man in the world who deserves Elder Jiang's attack. Apart from bad luck, there is probably only this world and it's worth his attention."

Shaking his head, Qiu Hanli's sigh was full of helplessness, and the king snake showed its body and rushed to Dapu with the old man.

A few days later, Qiu Hanli's figure appeared in a villa outside the capital.

The spiritual fruit at the bottom of the sea was indeed effective. Jiang Dachuan was calm at this time, sitting on the Grand Master's chair with a golden sword, holding two feet long swords, majestic, like a general.

"Have you finished drawing? It's been half an hour!"

Jiang Dachuan opened his eyes wide and shouted angrily. There was a wooden table scroll in the courtyard, and the person holding the pen repeatedly claimed guilt: "It's soon, it's soon, it's soon, I'll paint. I'll be very flawed. It'll be a shame for me to be the name of the saint of painting. Lord Jiang is a little calmer, it'll be fine, it'll be fine immediately."

The painter was Liu Yishou, who was a free and carefree person. Is it so good to recite poems and paint all day long? Of course, as long as you don’t meet Jiang Dachuan, once you meet the leader of the ghost messenger, Liu Yishou will not have a good life.

"Ten feet high and five feet wide, it must be made of pure gold. Old man Liu, please find some craftsmen to start work after painting. You are responsible for supervising the work and make my statue majestic. Just place it in the palace of Dapu, so that those royal relatives will worship each other during the festival. Who dares not worship me? Humph!"

Jiang Dachuan sneered and said, "Just wait for the bad luck!"

Putting his own statues all over the world is Jiang Dachuan’s biggest hobby in the past two years. It’s not that he likes to show off, but that he thinks that one more statue makes his bad luck seem to be able to be divided.

"The name of the Painting Saint is indeed worthy of its reputation, and it is vivid." Qiu Hanli came to the villa, looked at the portrait under Liu Yishou's pen, and exclaimed sincerely.

"That's of course! Just paint people. Even if you paint the world, what's wrong? One day, I will paint all the world and draw the whole world!" Liu Yishou said proudly, while greeting Qiu Hanli, he completed the last stroke and blew the ink marks dry. The portrait of Jiang Dachuan on it was vivid.

"Okay! Just create it for me according to this picture!" Jiang Dachuan grabbed the scroll and nodded in a flash. The name of the Saint of Painting was not in vain.

"The river is about to dry out, and it will probably dry out completely in a few years."

Qiu Hanli's voice was heavy, and he said, "There are more and more cracks in the sky. The thousand-year catastrophe has been blocked by Xu Yan. Now a hundred years have passed, and even the river has dried up. Is our Qingzhou going to change the sky again?"

"How can Tongtian River dry up? It's really strange. Could it be that Xu Yan and the others found some treasure and led the water of Tianhe?" Liu Yishou frowned.

"It's just a broken river. If it's done, it's done. What's so great?" Jiang Dachuan said as he looked up at the sky, a ray of golden light flashed in his pupils. At the end of his gaze, some thin cracks could be seen vaguely.

The cracks that appear deep in the sky indicate that the space deep in the sky becomes extremely unstable. The tiny cracks do not look big on the ground, but once they get close, they must be terrifying enough to swallow up everything in the world.

"Old man Qiu, the cannon I asked you to refine will be completed in a short time." Jiang Dachuan looked at the sky with a hint of fierceness.

"Within ten years." Qiu Hanli frowned and said worriedly: "Do you really want to use that amazing artillery? The space crack at the end of the sky is extremely dangerous. If you go, you may not be able to come back."

Qiu Hanli knew what Jiang Dachuan wanted, and also knew that Jiang Dachuan planned to use special cannons to pass through the cracks in the space and reach the outside world.

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of!"

Jiang Dachuan snorted coldly, his expression became gloomy, and he said, "I can feel that the current realm is now at the end. After forcibly breaking through, it must be the same fake baby as you. I don't want to be with you old guys. I am the master of the fierce palace, Feitian is nothing!"

As early as two years ago when a space crack appeared in the sky, Jiang Dachuan felt that his opportunity had come and decided to take the opportunity to fly out of the sky to find out the truth, because there was no secret on the ground that he didn't know.

He even knew the existence of the ancient great scholars and the theory of fake infants. He also guessed that Xu Yan, whom he hated the most, was most likely to be the realm of true infants cultivated by the golden elixir. Otherwise, with the cultivation of the fake infants, he would not be able to fight against the demon king at all, let alone the end of the world of traveling far away.

Although Jiang Dachuan has been invincible in the world over the years, he has been lonely for a hundred years.

What he wants to know most now is where the divine patterns and demon kings who were traveling far away were now, whether they were flying out of the sky or falling in the human world.

"What if life is a hundred years, a thousand years, a thousand years, so what..."

Looking at the head of the ghost messenger Gao Tian, ​​he looked a little lonely and whispered with emotion: "If you advance, you will retreat. If you have no opponent, what's the use of immortality? If you continue like this, I'm afraid that one day I will go crazy. If I go crazy, Qingzhou will become a dead place!"

"I wish Lord Jiang to successfully fly to the sky and reach the fairy world!" The Hua Sheng hurriedly expressed his opinion when he heard this, and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, Old Man Qiu's cannon will definitely be refined. I will help him. In the past few years, I will not go anywhere. I will do my best to help Elder Qiu refine the cannon of the sky."

Jiang Dachuan had to use the power of artillery to cross the cracks in the space. How could Liu Yishou dissuade this kind of good thing? It would be better that Jiang Dachuan would never return, and Qingzhou would be truly calm.

It doesn’t matter if the river is dry, and the human race is not short of water.

It doesn’t matter if the sky breaks, as long as it doesn’t collapse.

But it would be better for Jiang Dachuan to disappear as soon as possible. Liu Yi kept in his heart and muttered, wishing that the other party would be sucked away by the cracks in the space as soon as possible.

Anyway, this person is full of bad luck and has the word "unlucky" engraved on the back of his head. Others may not die if they fly to the sky. It would be strange if Jiang Dachuan doesn't die.
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