Sima Yuntian and Yifeng were playing chess.

Both of them fell into deep thought. Sima Yuntian grabbed the chess piece and could not fall down for a long time. His eyes were full of solemnity.

Yifeng also looked at the chessboard very seriously. For a moment, no one could do anything to anyone.

Suddenly, a great sense of sadness surged from behind.

"Wow!"

Under the fighting platform, bursts of amazement came.

The chessboard of Sima Yuntian and Yifeng is so mysterious that many people feel so depressed when they see it, that most of them turn their eyes to Mr. Wen Ruo's paintings.

It has been long been rumored that Meng Wenruo's paintings are shocking, but when I see them today, they are indeed earth-shaking.

Black and white ink painting, a vicissitudes of life and earth.

The earth collapsed, countless volcanoes soared into the sky, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the rivers and seas flowed backwards.

Countless creatures are running around, panic and desperate scenes make people feel sad for no reason.

Mr. Wen Ruo's paintings are very spiritual, so spiritual that when he looks at a character in the painting, he seems to see himself running away.

Mr. Wen Ruo no longer used a pen, but picked up a plate of ink and splashed it onto the painting.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...............

A bunch of ink was inserted into the scroll and immediately formed, and dark devils ran around the vicissitudes of life.

"Gagahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

In the painting, there were suddenly bursts of evil laughter.

"Help!"

"Oh my God!"

"God, help me!"

"mother!"

"My son!"

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The sound of despair surged out of the scroll. The shrill screams made countless cultivators feel scared.

In the scroll, the devil teared up thousands of creatures and gnawed them excitedly.

The sky collapses, the earth collapses!

Even in the picture, the sun was broken and the moon turned into pieces.

The devil appeared everywhere in the world and appeared in everything he could see.

A huge picture of three feet is full of endless suffering!

Mr. Wen Ruo finally lifted the pen.

"boom!"

In the scene, a large amount of black fog suddenly gushed out, and a dynamic disaster situation appeared in the black fog.

Like the beautiful and beautiful articles not long ago, this painting can also show a dynamic atmosphere.

"Ah, gaga, gaga, gaga!"

The devil roars, swallows living creatures alive, and the living creatures are more agile, allowing practitioners to substitute them.

"Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Some timid cultivators, looking at the picture, trembling all over.

It has been painted into human bone marrow.

This is nothing. In the black air, suddenly, the creatures and devil inside seemed to see the cultivator under the fighting stage.

"Confucianism? Great Confucians, help me, save my son!" A sudden voice sounded from the picture.

Under the fighting stage, countless cultivators suddenly felt aroused.

"Gagagagagagagagagagagagagaga, there are 70,000 people over there, 70,000 flesh and blood. Gagagaga, kill me!" The devils seemed to see the people on display, and wanted to pounce.

It seems that just a layer of film is separated by two worlds, and they see each other.

"Help!" "Save me!" "Save my grandson!"………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

The internal creatures kept calling for help, and the demon roared and was about to rush out.

However, the two worlds were unable to come out through that layer of film. They were extremely shrill and extremely tragic. On the square, it seemed like a gust of cold wind.

Mr. Wen Ruo's paintings were finally revealed in front of everyone.

"How is that possible? Is that true? Can they see us?" Mo Yuxi said in surprise.

"Chuangling? No wonder Mr. Wenruo is unwilling to paint. It turns out that his paintings have reached this point. The characters in the painting have given them simple spirituality. Chuangling?" Yan Chuan looked at Mr. Wenruo with sigh.

Great sadness swept across the square, and the great disaster infected all the cultivators. They looked at Mr. Wen Ruo's painting with horror, and some people even cried sadly. Looking at the disasters of the people in the painting, they couldn't help themselves.

Sima Yuntian looked at him in surprise: "Chuangling? Wenruo, you really opened my eyes. In just a few hundred years, you have reached this level?"

Wen Ruo wrote, tears fell in his eyes, and he was obviously infected by his own paintings.

Below, Meng Ziqiu looked at him silently.

"Master, your son is really amazing. Just a painting, I am not as good as a spiritual person. Chuangling? No one has been able to do this for many generations of Julu Academy!" A great sage sighed.

Meng Ziqiu looked at the stage with a frown.

On the stage, Sima Yuntian looked at the chessboard again.

"Mr. Yi, you can't do anything to me in this game, and I can't do anything to you. If this continues, it will only drag on it longer and longer. How about the draw?" Sima Yuntian said solemnly.

Yifeng looked at the chessboard, then Sima Yuntian, and finally nodded and said, "Okay!"

This game of chess is indeed a staggering game. Of course, Yi Feng deliberately made a staggering game, because Yi Feng knew that he had too little contact with the world of cultivation and had seen too little in the world. It was almost impossible to defeat Sima Yuntian completely, so he took the move! He dragged Sima Yuntian down and finally flattened it!

draw?

Countless cultivators around him cast an unexpected look. However, looking at the chessboard on the fighting stage, everyone nodded. The chess power of the two was no longer something that everyone could evaluate.

Yifeng walked back to Yanchuan.

"Wang, draw!" Yi Feng smiled bitterly.

"It's done well! Your vision is too narrow. Even so, you can draw a draw. No matter how broad your vision is, Sima Yuntian will definitely not be your opponent!" Yan Chuan nodded.

"Yes!" Yifeng nodded, his eyes full of confidence.

This is Yi Feng's field. I never thought I would lose to anyone. Sima Yuntian would definitely defeat him in the future!

The chess game was tied, and Sima Yuntian also looked at Mr. Wen Ruo's painting.

Great sadness swept across the square, and everyone was infected by this painting, so even if the chess ended, there was not much discussion around, and they were all immersed in the sad and desperate atmosphere.

Sima Yuntian didn't say much, but walked towards his easel.

Grab a pot of ink and splash it on the scroll!

"Bang!"

The painter suddenly appeared in a large area of ​​darkness.

Sima Yuntian's brush danced quickly, as if he had thought about it in his heart, and he kept drawing it quickly.

"Boom!"

There were muffled sounds coming from Sima Yuntian's paintings. It could teach a genius like Wen Ruo, and his painting power would naturally be shocking.

Everyone looked quietly, one stick of incense, two sticks of incense, three sticks of incense, one hour!

Finally, the shape of Sima Yuntian's painting was revealed.

A dark cloud covers the sky, and in the black clouds, lightning shines, and the gathering of lightning is a series of thunder-shaped dragons, shuttled through the black clouds.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!".........

There were loud noises in the scroll, like the sound of thunder, knocking in everyone's hearts, making everyone's mind shake and quickly return from the great sadness.

"Go!" Sima Yuntian made his last stroke.

"boom!"

In the scroll, the black air suddenly rolled into the sky.

The black air soared into the sky and turned into a catastrophe cloud. The catastrophe cloud was extremely vast, and endless thunder and lightning rolled in the catastrophe cloud.

"Boom!"

It was as if under the pressure of heaven, as if it was pressed into everyone's hearts.
To be continued...