Qi Ying has heard of the magic of painting and calligraphy.

But I never thought that it would be possible to confuse the true with the false.

If Qi Ying didn't smash the blonde just now, I'm afraid she couldn't find out that she was a painting.

It's too real.

Qi Ying, who had come back to her senses, pointed out several beams of light and shot at the mountains and rivers.

Chum!

Bang!

All of a sudden, the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers was completely broken into pieces, some of which were fragments of paintings, some of which were fragments of poetry.

It's all fake.

"This way of painting and calligraphy is too ingenious." Qi Ying can't help but admire that she can confuse the real with the fake. She can't even tell the truth by herself. It's really amazing.

"Fake can become real. Your means are really powerful." Qi Ying took a deep breath and breathed it out again. "However, it's not true if it's fake. What you make is only fake after all."

The voice of the stone tower came from the void of the air: "this is not true or false, but the truth."

Qi Ying shook his head: "what you mean is not to confuse the real with the false, but to turn the false into the real? But what about the things you make, even if they're real? Eight thousand li mountains and rivers, and thirty thousand li clouds and moon are nothing but things that can be broken by waving fingers to the practitioners of our level. "

Liu Dunru's voice rang out: "Oh, younger martial brother Qi, don't underestimate the" universe of calligraphy and painting ". Just now, it's just a case of its power. What really makes you suffer is still behind."

"Come on, then!"

Qi Ying stood tall without fear.

Although I don't know where this place is, what appears, in the final analysis, is just calligraphy and painting!

What is the threat?

The difficulty is how to leave the world.

Just as Qi Ying shennian was searching around, trying to find a way to leave this world.

Boom!

In this world, a whole continuous mountain peak has reappeared.

However, the mountains here are quite different from the mountains and rivers before. If it used to be a magnificent scenery, now only the majestic and precipitous mountains can be described.

On the top of the mountain, there are many figures standing.

Each figure is very great - because they have a natural momentum.

Belongs to the momentum of the strong!

Each person's face, expression and posture are different.

But the same thing is that everyone looks at the world as if they were born to stand on top of others.

In a trance.

Qi Ying saw a familiar figure among these people.

"That's..."

Qi Ying couldn't believe her eyes.

That man, he had seen in the ancestral hall of qijiabao, and he often remembered his face in countless times of reading ancient books.

The legendary Lord of storm, once the first man in the world, is the founder of the storm city and the first ancestor of qijiabao.

A period of time.

Qi Ying still admired and worshipped her ancestor.

He was able to get rid of his own heaven and earth step by step from the not outstanding family, and finally dominated the Middle Earth and built up a big city that did not decline for tens of thousands of years.

It's pretty good.

And now.

The Lord of the storm, is he in this world?

Qi Ying looks at other figures. From each person, Qi Ying can feel a strong breath. Most of them are as powerful as the Lord of the storm, or even stronger. There are more than 60 people in all!

Sixty, on average, are the strongmen of storm Lord.

Qi Ying clenched her teeth and kept smiling: "do you think you are going to use some incredible means to revive the legendary saints in the history of Ziji continent? All said, fake is fake after all, it can never be true! "

"Ha ha! ha-ha! Ha ha ha Liu Dunru's voice sent out several laughs, as if he was out of breath, "younger martial brother Qi, you have a good look! Oh no, you don't want to look at it. You want to see whether they are fake or your nightmare! "

The universe of painting and calligraphy turns emptiness into reality.

Indeed, the legendary saints, including the tempest Lord, were only disciples of the former Dunru Academy. According to the legends that had been ransacked from the world, their paintings, or their records and poems were illusory.

However, the power of painting and calligraphy can help these empty ideas turn into substance!

The strength of each of the more than 60 legendary gods is strong enough, almost the same as their real strength in life. They will only become stronger, not weaker, because of some exaggerated elements in their works.And these "holy masters" all obey the orders of Liu Dunru and Shilou.

Among them, Liu Dunru is responsible for 30 people, while Shilou is responsible for more than 30 people. Of course, this is related to the power of each person's dominant factor. Those Liu Dunru is responsible for are derived from poetry, while those on the other side of Shilou are derived from paintings.

"Attack

Liu Dunru, stone tower, at the same time.

All of a sudden.

Whew!

Whew!

More than 60 figures all rushed to Qi Ying.

"Let the horses go!" Qi Ying is still a relaxed look, but for his opponents, Qi Ying is not relaxed.

My heart is moving.

Chixiao turned into a huge green dragon halberd and appeared in Qi Ying's hands.

In the face of a large number of enemies with strong strength, it is no doubt that a strong momentum can bring enough advantages.

"Unparalleled in the world!"

Qi Ying shouts, and the halberd in her hand emits intense blood light.

Then, the whole person is a flash - after a flash, directly out of the legend of the Lord of the crowd.

The halberd is directly cut down.

Whoa!

Even if there was a legendary Lord who was not very lucky, he was just struck by Chixiao Qinglong halberd, and his body turned into two pieces, and then turned into vermicelli powder.

Qi Ying was stunned at first.

If it's painting and calligraphy, shouldn't it be the same after death?

But in front of my eyes, it's not true. After the other party died, there was nothing else around him. It's just his own powder flying in the wind.

"Don't be afraid of death, just come!"

No matter what attitude the rest of the people will change when they see the bodies of their companions, Qi Ying yells at them, hoping to intimidate them.

There was no effect.

After all, each of them can only be regarded as the person in the painting and the person in the poem. No matter how real they are, they have no feelings of their own. They can only follow the orders of Liu Dunru and Shilou and launch their strongest attacks against Qi Ying again and again.

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