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The sixth collection of the sixteenth chapter of the second layer of the primordial spirit

Meng Chuan first painted a young man wearing black armor and holding a spear. The young man's eyes were full of sharpness, as if nothing in this world could stop him. The image was quite immature, and he was indeed a person who was extremely dazzling for eight hundred years in the human race. He was still very young when he went down the mountain... But in his career in the next three hundred years, he has been resisting the demon clan and is even respected as the King of Yanshui! He has been guarding the large city pass "Yanshui Pass" for a long time.

In Yanshui Pass, the demon clan once attacked with all his might, but failed again and again! I don’t know how many demon kings died under the spear of Yanshui King.

However, the most tragic battle finally happened!

The world entrance of Yanshui Pass expanded without warning. The demon clan immediately mobilized three fifth-level demon kings to fight in with a large group of fourth-level demon kings! The king of Yanshui killed the sky and the earth with a long spear! He actually cut the three fifth-level demon kings under the gun. More than twenty of the fourth-level demon kings died, which scared the demon clan's offensive paused.

But soon, nine fifth-level demon kings led a larger army of demon clans to fight.

King Yanshui was completely crazy.

In that battle, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the terrain around it changed thousands of miles away. The Yanshui Lake, which was hundreds of miles long, was directly penetrated and connected to the East China Sea!

In that battle, King Yanshui died in battle! But he killed six fifth-level demon kings. After his death, his corpse was not willing to defile even the demon clan, but was directly brought back to the demon world, and is still preserved by the demon clan in the demon world.

When Venerable Creation arrived from Yuanchu Mountain thousands of miles away, it had already become a ruin, and the body of King Yanshui could not be recaptured! The human race could only rebuild a larger city pass on the ruins and guard the entrance to the super-large world. So there was the "Luotang Pass" that is now the leader of the seven major city passes of the Great Zhou Dynasty! The Venerable personally guarded it.

King Yanshui... also because of that battle, it completely shocked all parties to the human race. The human race could surely die under his gun, and over 100 fourth-level demon kings (nearly half of them were killed by Yanshui Pass for a long time). King Yanshui was also recognized as the strongest king-famous demon in the human race at that time.

"King Yanshui." Meng Chuan carefully painted him. When he died in battle, he was already a gray-haired old man. Meng Chuan saw with his own eyes the only images left by King Yanshui when he was young.

That young man who is still young, that young man full of fighting spirit.

"boom."

Meng Chuan felt that the soul had transformed.

The soul, which had long accumulated to the extreme, has now completely entered the second level, expanding its domain to a range of twenty feet, and expanding its sensing range to two miles.

But Meng Chuan had long been devoted to the painting. He did not care about the transformation of his soul, but continued to paint and finished painting the way King Yanshui was when he was young.

He followed him and painted another character - "Wu Yanghou".

Wu Yanghou is also a master of his generation. He became a god and demon at a young age! He was extremely talented and admired Yuan Chushan at that time. He also got married and had children when he was guarding the "Wuyang Pass". His two children also became gods and demons. At the age of more than thirty, they had cultivated to the Great Sun God and Demon Realm, and they also guarded Wuyang Pass with their father.

However, he was traitor from the human race, and the deputy leader of the Tian Yao Sect, "Wang Ziru", sneaked in and assassinated and severely injured Wu Yanghou, and worked with the demon army inside and outside to completely destroy the entire Wuyang Pass.

In that battle, Wu Yanghou and his sons and daughters were all killed in battle. Wang Ziru was seriously injured and left. Now he is one of the only two fifth-level Tiantian demons in the Tian Yao Sect.

"Wuyang Hou is extremely talented and his children are extremely talented. If Wuyang Hou is in another ten or twenty years, Wuyang Hou will definitely be able to be a king, and his children will also be expected to be a marquis." Meng Chuan has read the records in the book, and there are too many regrets. However, the "Wang Ziru" who sneaked into Wuyang Hou is too powerful, and then he can become a fifth-level Tiantian Demon to prove this.

Wu Yanghou and his children all died in battle, which made many regrets.

Meng Chuan painted it carefully, and it was still the images they left when they went down the mountain.

In the center is Wu Yanghou, and on both sides are sons and daughters, as if the father is fighting with his children.

...

Meng Chuan continued to paint. Every time he painted a character, he recalled the other person's story, and placed all the feelings in his heart in his brush. He had tears in his eyes without realizing it.

He carefully drew eighteen gods and demons heroes who died in battle, all of which were very carefully drawn! Then he briefly drew other heroes, although they were all a few strokes, and some were even just a back. But Meng Chuan painted one... there were corresponding heroes in his mind. They were all much weaker, and most of them were gods and demons in the Great Sun Realm or even gods and demons in the Immortal Realm when they died.

But Meng Chuan still painted it. As long as the characters recorded in the library cave were recorded, he integrated his feelings into it in just a few strokes, so that every character had their own spirit.

Meng Chuan was unwilling to stop painting this painting!

He doesn't eat or drink, and paints it from night to day, but he still immerses himself in it.

The eighteen heroes painted carefully, and one hundred and twenty-seven were farther away in the painting, as if they had reached the edge of Yuanchu Mountain, with smaller figures and simpler strokes. But each was very vivid.

Following Meng Chuan, he began to carefully draw the living people.

The unparalleled swordsman "Xue Feng", the gentle and friendly "Xiao Yunyue", the "Qian Yu" who looked into the distance with a ray of sadness, the dazzling "Tianxing Hou", the gentle and elegant "Nanyun Hou", and the "Donghe King" with great military achievements... These are the gods and demons that Meng Chuan has seen with his own eyes, and they are all the achievements of this era.

He also carefully drew eighteen living gods and demons, and also briefly drew the gods and demon disciples he had seen. Most of the nearly 200 gods and demon disciples Meng Chuan had seen when he went up the mountain! Meng Chuan also drew 127, all of which were a few simple strokes. Each god and demon was very young, and Meng Chuan saw them when he sent them down the mountain on the Red Blood Cliff.

"Countless heroes fought in all directions." Meng Chuan looked at the painting and saw a trance of wars, battles between these gods and demons.

No one is immortal.

No one is truly invincible.

As powerful as the King of Yanshui, he will die in battle.

The tens of thousands of gods and demons on the Red Blood Cliff show everything. Every disciple who goes down the mountain understands that they may also die on the battlefield.

But this war for human survival continues, and no one retreats.

"We will win this war. Even if I can't see it in my life, people will see the final victory after I die." Meng Chuan whispered softly, and then wrote five words in the upper right corner of the scroll - Heroes Conquer Four!

Whether it is the gods and demons who died in battle or the gods and demons who have gone down the mountain to guard the city gates, they are all heroes.

After the drawing is finished.

Meng Chuan looked at a character on it carefully. The painting could be understood at a glance, which made the gods and demons go down the mountain to fight in all directions, but the strong impulse of this painting made Meng Chuan unable to stop his brush.

"It's over the painting, and then it's my turn to go down the mountain." Meng Chuan put down his brush and pushed open the door of the study.

There was thick snow outside.

Meng Chuan stood in the yard with snow, smelling the breath of nature, and was extremely calm.

It took a long time.

Liu Qiyue came back from outside the cave and was overjoyed when she saw Meng Chuan: "Achuan, have you finally finished painting? You have painted it for nearly two days and two nights this time."

"I want to draw, but I don't want to stop." Meng Chuan smiled, "but I've finished drawing."

Liu Qiyue couldn't help but enter the study and saw the long scroll on the painting table at a glance. She was fascinated by the sight. At least she could recognize the gods and demons painted in close-up scenes in Meng Chuan, but she could most of the more than 200 gods and demons who were alive, but she could almost not recognize them when she died in battle. But she could feel that every god and demon was so vivid.

As he looked at Liu Qiyue, tears were everywhere in his eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Meng Chuan entered the study and couldn't help but come over.

"Seeing that they were all very young, they went to the battlefield one by one. Thinking that many of them had died in battle, I couldn't help but cry." Liu Qiyue said.

Liu Qiyue looked at the name in the upper right corner of the scroll and whispered softly: "Heroes conquer all directions? Achuan, this painting must be preserved well. If this war really wins in the future, we may die, but this painting can be seen by later generations."

"Yes, save it." Meng Chuan smiled and nodded.

"Ah, you haven't eaten or drunk for two days and two nights. I'll ask someone to prepare some food for you." Liu Qiyue said and rushed out.

Meng Chuan smiled and shouted, "Don't worry, we are gods and demons, and we can hold on."

"Okay, okay." Liu Qiyue waved her hand behind and had already run away.

Meng Chuan picked up the demon-slaying sword beside him and walked towards the martial arts training ground.
Chapter completed!
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