229. Chapter 226

Chapter 226

In the main hall, Hu Ling'er lay motionless on the back of Long Qilin. She secretly opened her eyes and saw human heads rolling down one after another.

This scene was very strange. There were obviously no enemies, but these powerful men in the heavenly realm would die immediately as soon as they stepped into this yard!

The others were facing a great enemy, but a person in the Heavenly Man Realm shouted, and sword energy was like frost, with silver frost wrapped around his body. He slowly walked into the yard, looking around alertly.

His swordsmanship was sharp, and countless sword lights were swimming around his body, like tiny fish swimming happily around him.

He adopted a passive defensive style of play, with thousands of tiny swordfish swimming around him, revealing his incomparably powerful skills. If he encountered hostility, he would immediately counterattack and deal a fatal blow to the opponent!

He had no choice. The enemy came and went without a trace, and he had no idea where they were or how they attacked. So many powerful people in the realm of heaven and man lost their lives. It was really weird to the extreme.

He did not encounter any danger, but still did not dare to let his guard down. He slowly moved towards the main room where Qin Mu and others were sleeping. Then, he saw the painting hanging in front of the hall.

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 man's face is turned sideways, and he seems to be looking at the painter with the corner of his eyes.

The corner of his eyes revealed a terrifying murderous intent.

This glimpse was captured by the painter and turned into this painting.

Although there is only this middle-aged man in the painting, it gives people the feeling that there is still infinite information that has not been drawn, and this information is hidden in the blank space in the painting.

It was a time when a horrific battle had just ended. Countless corpses of powerful men lay at the feet of this middle-aged man. Corpses floated in the surging sea of ​​blood. The bones were dyed red with blood, showing a strange color. Countless wronged souls killed by the sword were captured by the underworld and dragged into the darkness.

In the dark world, a demon with two long nine-curved horns is holding a festive banquet to celebrate the wronged souls of these powerful men becoming his guests and food.

This is the hidden message of the blank space in this painting!

In the yard, a master in the celestial realm saw the painting and the person in the painting. He was suddenly stunned and saw his head sliding off his neck. He felt that everything was happening so slowly, as if he was slowly falling into darkness without any light, sinking deeper and deeper, endlessly, and would never reach the bottom of the darkness.

Boom.

His head fell to the ground and rolled twice, his eyes still wide open.

Suddenly, a big hand reached out and grabbed his head.

There were nine people outside the yard, standing there with terrified looks on their faces. Only the white-browed old man, Taoist Qingshan, remained calm. It was he who grabbed the head of the master at the heavenly realm who had just been brought over.

He is also the only master among the crowd who is at the level of life and death.

Taoist Qingshan looked into the eyes of the master at the Heaven Realm and exhaled, "Good sword."

The other eight people looked over and asked in a trembling voice, "What did Senior Qingshan find?"

"Look into 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 heavenly realm. The sword seemed to be stabbing towards them, and then in the next instant, the life of this master was ended!

Taoist Qingshan held up the head and pointed it towards the main room where Qin Mu and the others were sleeping. He said, "The sword came from there. What is there?"

He slowly moved his body, 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 with so much trouble? Can't you just destroy this house and the people in it?"

A strong man in the realm of heaven and man suddenly made a move, and the sword ball flew into the air. The sword light in the sword ball was like a pillar, whistling and stabbing towards the house where Qin Mu and others were!

The sword pillar was so thick that everything it passed by was shredded by the rotating sword light!

The sword-circling style created by National Master Yankang!

National Master Yankang is not a person who keeps his knowledge to himself. Many of the sword styles he created have been spread out. There are also many people practicing the National Master's swordsmanship in the sword schools in the world, and the man who took action is an expert among them!

His attainments in the sword-circling style are above many others.

This sword is extremely powerful. If it sweeps across the main hall, everything in the hall will be crushed into powder and no longer exist. No matter whether it is Qin Mu, Dutian Demon God, or Long Qilin in the room, they will all be crushed to pieces!

"Don't have any murderous intentions towards that painting!"

Taoist Qingshan's face changed drastically, and he wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

The sword pillar seemed to suddenly encounter an invisible barrier and stopped in the air. Then the sword pillar disintegrated piece by piece, and then the sword ball exploded with a snap.

The strong man who had just drawn the sword had a red mark on his forehead. A drop of blood flowed out of the red mark, and then he staggered and fell to the ground.

"Be careful and alert!" Taoist Qingshan said sternly.

His aura exploded and six roars came from his body, which meant that the six great divine treasures of Spirit Embryo, Five Stars, Six Combinations, Seven Stars, Heaven and Man, and Life and Death were all opened!

Around him, powerful men in the realm of heaven and man could not stand and were forced to retreat continuously due to his overwhelming momentum.

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Behind Taoist Qingshan, the shadow of a god or demon emerged, with a dragon head and a human body, like a god descending, half of its body in the void and the other half in reality.

Taoist Qingshan grabbed a mirror in his hand and stared nervously at the main room where Qin Mu and the others were sleeping. He said in a hoarse voice, "Why don't you be on guard? Are you courting death?"

At this moment, Qin Mu, who was dozing off in the main room, 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, which was stretched out by the candlelight.

The middle-aged man who walked 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 yard.

The figure looked up at the sky, drew the sword on his back, danced with the sword and sang softly, the sword flashed, and fish and dragons danced.

"A sword opened the emperor's bloody ocean, the mountains and rivers are still there, my heart is vast, looking around, the homeland is no longer tied up in old clothes..."

Qin Mu didn't dare to move. He only felt that the world was suddenly filled with sharp sword energy and sword light, shuttling back and forth around him and wandering in time and space.

He closed his eyes, but before his eyes he could still see the sword light flashing from the darkness, tearing through the darkness.

He heard the sound of sword energy breaking through the air, very quick and short.

He opened his eyes, and saw crisscrossing sword lights everywhere. Angry shouts came from outside the yard, and there was another terrifying wave of impact. In the dim night, the other houses in this small village flew into the sky, disintegrated and shattered in the air.

Qin Mu's heart was pounding: "The deaf grandfather has given soul to the village chief in the painting..."

Suddenly, all the sounds and lights disappeared, and the low singing also disappeared.

Qin Mu's eyes were half open and half closed, and he vaguely saw a figure coming towards him, as if he was going back to the painting behind him. Suddenly, the figure disintegrated and turned into a pool of ink that fell to the ground.

Qin Mu was stunned, quickly 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 of foul air, Hu Ling'er opened her eyes and whispered: "Master..."

"It's safe now, go to sleep."

Qin Mu said: "We still have to climb the mountain tomorrow. 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, and his heart was filled with peace.

The next day, Qin Mu woke up, got up and walked into the yard, only to see that the small village from last night had turned into a white land. All the other houses had disappeared, leaving only their half of the yard. Most of the walls had collapsed, half of the east room had collapsed, and the roof of the west room was gone.

Qin Mu washed up, set up a pot to cook breakfast. Hu Ling'er fixed the mechanism of Dutian Demon King and ran out with him. Hu Ling'er screamed in shock.

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 is the village we were in yesterday... Master, are you ready for breakfast? Can I sprinkle some cumin on my Red Fire Spirit Pill today? I want to change the taste..."

Qin Mu grabbed some cumin, took out half a bucket of Red Fire Spirit Pill and sprinkled it on it.

Long Qilin looked down at the food in front of him, then raised his head and asked in confusion, "Only half a bucket."

Qin Mu said angrily: "You are so fat now that you can hardly run. Half a bucket is more than enough!"

Long Qilin said: "I am in the period of growth. If you cut my food intake, 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 anything. "You are not growing physically, you are growing flesh. Try pinching it yourself and see if you can make a wrinkle!"

Long Qilin also stretched out his claws to pinch it, but found that he could not do anything. He said, "I have a physique that can grow flesh even if I drink cold water..."

Hu Ling'er ran over and said angrily, "Long Pang, you should just drink cold water from now on!"

Long Qilin quickly protected the Red Fire Spirit Pill in front of him and said with an apologetic smile, "I'm just afraid of being hungry, so I want to eat more. Half a bucket is half a bucket, no less, otherwise I will really starve to death."

The Demon King Dutian came over and saw that Qin Mu had already eaten and drunk his fill. He was taking down the painting with only a blank piece of paper left in front of the hall. He asked, "Is this a painting drawn by your master?"

Qin Mu nodded.

The Demon King Dutian was silent for a moment, then said, "Is the person in the painting also your master?"

Qin Mu put the scroll into the Taotie bag and nodded again.

The Demon King of Dutian said, "I am not afraid of them. However, it is not a good idea to lock me in this demon statue. How about you unseal it and let my consciousness leave your world and return to Dutian, and never set foot here again?"

Qin Mu did not comment and said, "Ling'er, eat quickly so we can continue on our journey."

The Demon King Dutian is in a big trouble.

After Hu Ling'er had eaten her fill, Qin Mu stepped forward to help wash the dishes and put them into the Taotie bag. He looked at the remaining food in the bag and said, "It will last until Daxu. Lord Demon King, let's go."

The Demon King Dutian followed and said, "I am not afraid of them. When my true body comes, I will not be afraid of anyone..."

The Shenduan Mountains stretch for unknown amounts of miles. When Qin Mu and his companions arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw that the mountain range was extremely steep, making it difficult for monkeys to climb and birds to cross.

Qin Mu took out the Yankang geographical map, searched carefully, and said with a smile: "The Kujiling Canyon is not far from here. Let's go!"

As he was speaking, suddenly a crack appeared in the dark clouds in the sky, and a giant red snake poked its head out from the clouds, spewing fire from its mouth, burning the clouds and scattering them in all directions. Then a swarm of golden insects flew out from the cracked clouds and flew in all directions. A few insects flew towards this side.