Chapter 226 A sword opens the blood of the emperor
In the main room, Hu Ling'er lay motionless on Long Qilin's back. She opened her eyes secretly and saw a person's head rolling down.
This scene is very strange. There are obviously no enemies, but these powerful men in the realm of gods and humans will die immediately as soon as they step into this courtyard!
The others looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. A celestial being shouted, his sword energy was like frost, and silver frost wrapped around his body. He slowly walked into the courtyard, his eyes alert, and he glanced around.
His swordsmanship was fierce, and countless sword lights were swimming around him, like tiny fish swimming happily around him.
He adopts a passive defensive style of play. Thousands of tiny swordfish swim around him, which contains his extremely powerful cultivation. Whenever he encounters hostility, he will immediately counterattack and give the opponent a fatal blow!
He had no choice but to do so. The enemy came and went without a trace. It was impossible to see where the enemy was or how to attack him. It was extremely strange that so many strong men in the realm of gods and humans had lost their lives.
He did not encounter any danger, but he still did not dare to let down his guard. He slowly moved towards the main room where Qin Mu and others were sleeping. Then, he saw the painting hanging in front of the main room.
Qin Mu lit a candle in front of the painting to illuminate it.
The painting shows the back of a middle-aged man, carrying a sword. The middle-aged man's face is turned sideways, as if he is looking at the painter with the corner of his eye.
The corner of his eyes showed shocking murderous intent.
This startling glimpse was captured by the painter and turned into this painting.
Although there is only this middle-aged man in the painting, it gives the impression that there is infinite information that has not been drawn in the painting, and this information is hidden in the blank spaces in the painting.
It was a horrific battle that had just ended. The corpses of countless strong men fell at the feet of this middle-aged man. The corpses floated up in the sea of blood. The white bones were stained red with blood and glowed with strange colors. Countless souls of victims under the sword were being tortured.
He was captured and pulled into the darkness.
In the dark world, the demon god with two nine-curved horns is holding a joyful banquet to celebrate the innocent souls of these powerful men becoming his guests and food.
This is the message hidden in the blank space in this painting!
In the yard, an expert at the Heavenly Realm saw the painting and the person in the painting, and was suddenly startled. He saw his head slipping from his neck. He felt that everything was becoming so slow, and he seemed to be slowly falling.
Falling into the darkness without any light, sinking deeper and deeper, endlessly, never reaching the bottom of the darkness.
Boom.
His head fell to the ground and rolled for two weeks, his eyes still widened.
Suddenly, a big hand came over and grabbed his head.
There were nine people outside the yard, standing there with frightened faces. Only the white-browed old man Qingshan Taoist was still calm, and it was he who grabbed the head of the master in the realm of heaven and man.
He is also the only master among the people who has reached the realm of life and death.
Taoist Qingshan looked into the eyes of the master in the realm of heaven and human, and exhaled a breath: "What a good sword."
The other eight people hurriedly looked over and said in a trembling voice: "What did Senior Qingshan discover?"
"Look at his eyes."
The eight people came closer and saw a sword light in each of the left and right pupils of this master in the realm of heaven and man. The sword seemed to be piercing his face, and in the next moment, the master's life was ended!
Taoist Qingshan held up the head and headed towards the main room where Qin Mu and others were sleeping, and said: "Where does the sword come from? What is there?"
He moved his body slowly, slowly looking for the angle, and then saw the flickering light of the candle, and then saw a corner of the painting, and said: "It's a painting. I saw the corner of the clothes of the person in the painting..."
"Senior Qingshan, why bother? Can't we just destroy this house and the people in it?"
A strong man in the realm of celestial beings suddenly took action, and the sword ball flew into the air. The sword light in the sword ball was like a pillar, and it whizzed towards the house where Qin Mu and others were!
The sword pillar was so thick that everything in its path was crushed by the spinning sword light!
The sword-circling style pioneered by Yankang Guoshi!
Imperial Master Yankang is not a person who hides his secrets. Many of the sword styles he created have been spread. There are many sword sects in the world who practice Imperial Master's sword skills, and the person who made the move is one of the best!
His accomplishments in the sword-circling posture are still higher than many others.
This sword is so majestic that if it sweeps through the main room, everything in the main room will be crushed into powder and cease to exist. Whether it is Qin Mu, Dutian Demon God or Long Qilin in the room, they will all be smashed to pieces!
"Don't kill that painting!"
Taoist Qingshan's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
The sword pillar seemed to have suddenly encountered an invisible barrier and stood still in the air. Then the sword pillar disintegrated inch by inch, and then the sword ball exploded with a bang.
The strong man who just drew his sword had a red mark between his eyebrows. A drop of blood flowed out from the red mark, and then he staggered and fell to the ground.
"Be careful!" Taoist Qingshan said sternly.
His aura exploded, and six roars came from his body, but the six great treasures of spiritual embryo, five stars, six heavens, six stars, gods, and life and death were all opened!
Around him, a powerful man who respected the realm of heaven and human could not stand, and was forced to retreat continuously by his overwhelming momentum.
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Behind Taoist Qingshan, phantoms of gods and demons appeared, with dragon heads and human bodies, as if gods had descended, with half of his body in the void and half of his body stepping into reality.
Taoist Qingshan grabbed a bright mirror in his hand and stared nervously at the main room where Qin Mu and others were sleeping. He said in a hoarse voice: "Why don't you be on guard? Are you seeking death?"
At this moment, Qin Mu, who was dozing in the hall, squinted his eyes and saw a figure floating down from the wall behind him. He could only see the back of a middle-aged man, stretched out by the candlelight.
The middle-aged man who stepped down from the painting was tall and thin, carrying a sword on his back. He was very quiet, like a disembodied spirit, floating into the courtyard.
The figure looked up at the sky, pulled out the sword on his back, danced with the sword and sang softly, the sword flashed, and the fish and dragon danced.
"One sword opened the emperor's blood, and the mountains and rivers are there. My heart is confused, and I look around. The motherland no longer wears old clothes..."
Qin Mu did not dare to move. He felt that the world was suddenly filled with sharp sword energy and sword light, traveling around him and traveling through time and space.
He closed his eyes, but there was still sword light flashing from the darkness in front of him, tearing through the darkness.
In his ears, he heard the sound of sword energy piercing the air, very fast and short.
He opened his eyes, and there were criss-crossing sword lights everywhere in front of him. Another roar came from outside the yard, and another terrifying wave crashed. In the dim night, other houses in this small village flew into the sky.
Disintegration and fragmentation in the air.
Qin Mu's heart was pounding: "Grandpa Deaf has given soul to the village chief in the painting..."
Suddenly, all the sounds and lights disappeared, and the low singing voice also disappeared.
Qin Mu's eyes were half open and half closed, and he vaguely saw a figure walking towards him, as if he was going to return to the painting behind him. Suddenly, the figure collapsed and turned into a puddle of ink on the ground.
Qin Mu was stunned, hurriedly opened his eyes, looked back carefully, and saw that the painting hanging on the wall had turned into a piece of white paper.
The lights flickered and there was silence all around.
Qin Mu exhaled a breath, Hu Ling'er opened her eyes and whispered: "Young Master..."
"It's safe now, go to sleep."
Qin Mu said: "Tomorrow we have to climb over the mountain. It's a long way to go."
Hu Ling'er buried her head, and Qin Mu also lay down, looking at the white paper behind the candlelight, feeling peaceful in his heart.
The next day, Qin Mu woke up, got up and went to the yard. He saw that the small village from last night had turned into a white field, and all other houses had disappeared. Only their half of the yard was left, and the walls collapsed.
Most of the east room collapsed, and the roof of the west room was gone.
Qin Mu washed up and set up the pot to make breakfast. Hu Ling'er completed the trap of Du Tian Demon and ran out with Du Tian Demon. Hu Ling'er screamed in surprise.
Long Qilin woke up in a daze, took a look outside, yawned, licked his paws, washed his face with his wet paws, and asked curiously: "Where are we? Where did the village yesterday go...
...Master, have you started having breakfast? Can you sprinkle a little cumin on my red fire elixir today? I want to change the taste..."
Qin Mu grabbed some cumin, took half a bucket of red fire elixir, and sprinkled it on it.
Long Qilin looked down at the food in front of him, raised his head and said doubtfully: "Only half a bucket."
Qin Mu said angrily: "You are so fat now that you can hardly run. Half a fight is enough!"
Long Qilin said: "I am just growing up. If you deprive me of food, I will not grow up..."
"Are you still growing?"
Qin Mu was furious and tried to pinch the flesh on his belly, but found that he couldn't do it at all: "You're not growing in body, you're growing in flesh. Just pinch it yourself and see if you can make a pleat!"
Long Qilin also stretched out his paw and pinched it, and found that it couldn't be pinched. He said, "I have a physique that can make me gain weight even if I drink cold water..."
Hu Ling'er ran over and said angrily: "Pang Long, you should drink cold water from now on!"
Long Qilin quickly protected the red fire elixir in front of him, and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of hunger, I always want to eat more. Half a bucket is half a bucket, no more, otherwise I will be really hungry to the skin and bones.
It’s over.”
Demon King Dutian came over and saw that Qin Mu had eaten and drank enough and was taking down the painting with only white paper left in front of the hall, and asked: "Did your master paint this painting?"
Qin Mu nodded.
Demon King Dutian was silent for a moment and said: "The person in the painting is also an adult of yours?"
Qin Mu put the scroll into the Taotie bag and nodded again.
Demon King Dutian said: "I'm not afraid of them. However, locking me in this demon statue is not an option. How about you unlock the seal, let my consciousness leave your world, return to Dutian, and never set foot here again."
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Qin Mu said without comment, "Ling'er, eat quickly so that we can continue on our way."
Dutian Demon King has a big head.
After Hu Ling'er had eaten, Qin Mu stepped forward to help wash the dishes, put the washed dishes into the Taotie bag, looked at the remaining grain in the Taotie bag, and said: "It can last until the Great Ruins. Lord Demon King, let's go
Bar."
Demon King Dutian followed and said: "I am not afraid of them. When I come in my true form, I am not afraid of anyone..."
The Shenduan Mountain Range stretches for countless thousands of miles. When Qin Mu and others came to the foot of the mountain, they saw that the mountain range was extremely steep, making it difficult for apes to climb and for birds to cross.
Qin Mu took out the geographical map of Yankang, searched it carefully, and said with a smile: "Kujiling Canyon is not far from here. Let's go!"
Just as he was talking, suddenly the dark clouds in the sky cracked, and a giant red snake poked its head out from the clouds, spitting fire, burning the clouds in all directions, and then a wave of golden insects flew from the cracked clouds.
Go out and fly around, there are a few insects flying towards this way.