Just when Chen Dasheng touched the picture of the King of Deliverance, a shout suddenly came from his ears, and his heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that someone had discovered it?
Looking back, he saw that the entire fifth floor was empty. Is there a second person there? While he was stunned, a big hand stretched out from the picture of the King of Deliverance and directly grabbed Chen Dasheng's collar.
The golden light of the picture of the King of Sending Children shone brightly. Chen Dasheng felt a strong force coming and was instantly pulled into the painting. The moment Chen Dasheng was pulled into the painting, the golden light quickly dimmed again. If there was someone here,
You can definitely see that a man with a pockmarked face suddenly appeared on the painting.
——
Everything he could see was black and white, and the surrounding scenery was like an ink painting. The sudden change of scene made Chen Dasheng unable to recover.
A group of officials and maids were frightened by the sudden appearance of Chen Dasheng and screamed repeatedly. The two armored generals in the sky glared at Chen Dasheng, and the auspicious beasts on their crotches also roared violently.
Chen Dasheng was extremely surprised that he actually fell into the painting. Only then did he know why Wu Daozi was ranked among the Eight Immortals with his unique painting.
"Bah!"
A shout rang out from above his head. Before Chen Dasheng had time to check his surroundings, he felt a black gun above his head, and an ink-colored black gun shot toward him with a lingering ink aura.
Subconsciously he ducked to the side, and the spear hit the place where Chen Dasheng was originally standing. It penetrated like a square brick, and the handle of the gun trembled slightly.
Awesome, awesome. As soon as he was distracted, he almost missed it! Chen Dasheng was speechless. Looking up, he saw that the spear was thrown by the general holding the baby.
That day the general let out a light sigh, and with a casual move, the young spear flew back into his hand. Chen Dasheng said quickly, "Two heavenly kings, I have some friendship with senior Wu Daozi, and I am not a bad person. Please make it convenient for the two heavenly kings and put them down.
Go out and paint."
Chen Dasheng couldn't see the realm of these two people clearly, but he could feel that they gave him a faint sense of oppression. Their strength was definitely not low. Although it was just an image drawn by Wu Daozi, Wu Daozi was a martial god-level warrior.
The highly powerful person came from his hands. And he was also hung on the fifth floor of the Buddha Bone Pagoda. How could the strength of these two people be so weak?
"Hmph, if you dare to be rude to Buddha, you should be killed!"
The two divine generals seemed not to have heard Chen Dasheng's words, or maybe they didn't know who Wu Daozi was at all. The other divine general shouted, holding a big mace in his hand, and commanding the auspicious beast on his crotch,
King Suddhodana was waiting for Chen Dasheng in the palace. He had never seen a battle between gods and immortals before. He screamed in surprise. He led the officials and maids to run away, fearing that they would be harmed by the battle.
The characters in the painting actually came to life. Chen Dasheng felt it was a bit incredible. Facing the god general's murderous attack, Chen Dasheng knew that reasoning would definitely not make sense, so let's fight!
Fortunately, the world in the painting has no restrictions on me. With a thought, I took out the Great Immortal Stick and summoned the mythical beast Qilin.
"boom!"
A stick met the long mace, and the violent impact made the entire palace tremble. Under the residual power, the nearby palace quickly collapsed and turned into pieces of ink.
The god general was immediately thrown away, and Chen Dasheng also retreated more than twenty meters before he could stabilize his body.
After such a test, Chen Dasheng was certain that the strength of this divine general should be around the late stage of the Martial Immortal, and would not even have the power of a Martial God.
Chen Dasheng, who had massacred countless martial immortals half a year ago, now faced two divine generals in the late martial arts stage, naturally he would not be frightened, and he would feel more confident.
"Wow woo woo..."
At this moment, perhaps frightened by the battle, the baby held in the arms of the god general suddenly began to cry. The cry was so penetrating that it made people's eardrums tremble. It was so loud that the palace maids and officials
, everyone covered their ears, fell to their knees, and shivered.
"Amazing, amazing, he is worthy of being Shakyamuni. He even cried so much that it made people cry so much!" Chen Dasheng licked his lips. He was so awesome when he was just a baby. How can he be awesome when he grows up?
However, for Chen Dasheng, this baby has no lethality to him at all. In terms of blood, he is much nobler than him, and in terms of martial arts, he is more than one step ahead of him.
As soon as Sakyamuni cried, the sky above his head suddenly became dark, and ink-colored raindrops rained down. The god general panicked and quickly comforted him, while the other god general once again attacked Chen Dasheng without fear of death.
Came over.
Qilin roared and pressed towards the auspicious beast commanded by the god general, while Chen Dasheng shouted low, transformed into a giant body, raised the great immortal stick, and aimed at the god general's pestle.
Seeing Chen Dasheng suddenly getting bigger, the god general was stunned, but he didn't show any fear. He ducked sideways to avoid Chen Dasheng's blow. He didn't know what magical power he used, and his body also grew bigger. After a while, he grew longer.
He is as tall as Chen Dasheng.
"Hmph, trying to imitate others is just too flashy!"
Looking at the god general in front of him, Chen Dasheng gave a scornful shout and punched out with a fierce punch. The god general had no time to dodge and was directly hit in the chest. His huge body collapsed, and in a moment, it turned into a ball of ink, and then
The ink rain falls.
"Uh, are you just going to die like this?"
Chen Dasheng was a little stunned. Although the god general was powerful, how could he resist Chen Dasheng's super-god power? How could he survive under one punch?
When those mortals saw this scene, they were so frightened that they could not get up. They turned to look at the other divine general. The divine general was nowhere to be found. They searched around and found that he had run away with Sakyamuni in his arms.
, Chen Dasheng is willing to let him get his wish. If he runs away, how can he get out of here?
After taking two steps, countless houses collapsed. He raised his right foot and stepped directly on the god general's head. Seeing this, the god general couldn't dodge and thrust his spear upwards, intending to pierce Chen Dasheng's soles of the feet.
The giant's body was extremely hard. How could he be afraid of the spear? The general did not block it, and the baby and the baby were trampled under Chen Dasheng's feet.
The big feet opened up, and the gods and auspicious beasts were flattened and quickly turned into ink and merged into the earth. In the footwell, there was still a baby covered in "chiluo", crying loudly at this time.
"This little guy has a long life!"
After dispersing the giant body and standing at the edge of the pit, a strange color flashed in Chen Dasheng's eyes. It must be that the god had used some method to protect him! Chen Dasheng didn't care about this. What he cared about was just how to protect him.
Get out of this picture world!
I didn't expect that the divine general would be so fragile, and I would trample him to death with just a single kick. Now the only baby Sakyamuni is left. I want to go out, who should I ask?
"Wow woo woo..."
Just when Chen Dasheng was in trouble, he saw Sakyamuni in the pit crying and his color was dim. It felt like a drop of ink was being diluted rapidly.
In just a moment, the crying disappeared, the baby disappeared, and everything around him disappeared. After rubbing his eyes, Chen Dasheng found that he was standing in the Buddha Bone Pagoda again, with Qilin standing next to him. It was so easy.
came out of the picture.
He raised his head and looked at the picture of the King giving birth to his son on the wall. It was already covered with white flowers. The only thing left was Wu Daozi's signature. The King of Heaven and the maids and ministers had all disappeared. All that was left was just a picture.
White paper.
"It's really bizarre!"
Chen Dasheng smacked his lips. How on earth did Wu Daozi do it? He could actually introduce people into the painting to use the painting to defend against the enemy. This kind of method was truly unheard of and unseen.
There are only one or two divine generals in the painting. If there were a hundred or a thousand, would he still be able to come out? I'm afraid the pile would be piled up to death.
A good picture was ruined by himself. While sighing, Chen Dasheng also felt a little regretful in his heart. He could have taken advantage of it, but now there is only a piece of white paper left. Bring it.
What is the use?
When did you meet Wu Daozi, you should ask him for more pictures! Chen Dasheng thought in his heart, this thing is a good treasure. When encountering an enemy, just throw the pictures out, let alone kill, trap him.
It also trapped people to death.
The abacus is pretty good, but I just don’t know if Wu Daozi is that upright!