Everlasting Immortal Firmament

Thirty days of chess?

King Dan started out as a chess game arrangement, suddenly showing a slight surprise to host the Nine Sons and the endless players beside him.

Chess game, but it was created by the old man watching chess. Generally, only the disciples of the old man watching chess have inherited it, and King Dan also has it? He's one of the nine sons of the game?

Ancient sea chess, too, grew heavier.

“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang! ” …………

The two fallen sons, you come and go to me, countless chess repairs on all sides looked at the two fallen sons, gradually revealed worries, but worried about the ancient sea. Because with the anger of the saints. Numerous cultivators greet the ancient sea with their paintings.

“Boom!”

The body of the ancient sea resembles a colored sun, giving off all kinds of light.

“With so many pictorial landscapes, Guhai can still play chess? His tenacity, that high?” The future Buddha frowned with his hands together.

“Huh, the ancient sea is not affected by the painting? These painters are a bunch of junk!” Too cold in the eyes.

Too early to stare at the ancient sea.

The Ancient Sea is still stuck in the middle of nowhere.

Without saying that calligraphy is useless to the ancient sea, the ancient sea today's chess road has given the ancient sea super strength, the son and King Dan are in the game.

King Dan is also extremely careful, because he understands the situation, so long as he wins the ancient sea, the saints of the heavens will certainly have countless willingness to recommend himself.

“Does Mr. Koo seem unaffected? ”

“Mr. Gu is amazing. With so many pictorial landscapes, can you still settle down? ”

“The head of a hall of fame is amazing! ”

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The people around them sighed.

All the saints stare dead at the ancient sea.

“Hmm, I'll see how long you can hold on!” A painting saint coldly.

Even though the ancient sea is not affected today, but the saints are sure that the ancient sea will be unbearable later. This is nearly ten thousand painting monks, and none of them are mortals. They are painting monks capable of drawing illusions. The ancient sea will certainly not last long. No, it is a saint in the sky, and certainly will not last long, let alone the ancient sea?

Just as King Dan, the Painting Fixers, and the Saints were waiting, suddenly a voice sounded all over the place.

“Ha-ha-ha, Mr. Gu, I've painted it. Look at my painting. I've painted it! ”

Got it?

Almost all the saints were fiercely excited to hear that voice.

A twist to look at, is this eternal life? That scourge, he drew another painting?

Originally, the saints wanted to see what the Eternal Life painting was, but a hundred pregnant saints who passed out immediately reminded them that no one dared to look at the Eternal Life painting.

Another painting? The scourge drew another one?

The voice of Everlasting Life seems to have instantly stopped the whole of Tianyin City. 500 million people, 100,000 participants in the competition are all very pale.

What is it?

But no one dares to look, least of all, in the morning wind, Mo Yike, Bingie, none of them dare to look.

Evergreen paintings, evil doors, who dares to look?

“Mr. Koo, how's my painting? Mr. Gu...!” He rushed over with a painting in his arms.

The ancient sea naturally heard the painting of Evergreen, but the ‘Egg Chart' Pearl Jade was in front of it. The ancient sea really didn't dare to look at it, but it didn't make the joy of Evergreen thin. Pretend you didn't hear me, keep falling.

“Mr. Gu, my paintings are ready, look, you're in the chapel, by the way, you're playing chess, forget it, forget it, let me save you!” Changsheng anxiety rush.

As he spoke, Evergreen turned the painting towards the ancient sea. From the painting, a golden light burst out and swept straight into the ancient sea.

“Hmm?”

“What's in that picture?” In the end, the people turned their heads curiously.

Nearly everyone looked stiff when they saw the paintings of the Everlasting Life.

“Hiss!”

“How dare he! ”

“He draws saints? ”

“Can you paint this? Is he crazy? ”

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Many of the people who saw the painting were suddenly surprised.

But see, in the painting of eternal life. But it's magnificent.

In the picture, the ancient sea dressed in dragon robes, sitting on dragon chairs, two rows of officials, who were not bystanders, but more than 10,000 contestants of painting monks.

Everlasting Life painted all of these paintings as ancient Haishen sons.

More importantly, in the middle of the painting, 500 saints were also painted, a painting saint, with a hundred children in his arms, kneeling in front of the painting ancient sea, the other 400 were also scaled, dying, all bound, as if to wait for the order of the painting ancient sea, all beheaded public.

The person who saw the painting was completely shocked.

“Is this a depiction of the majesty of the ancient sea? ”

“Five hundred paintings of saints all taken prisoner, this is a picture of a trial saint? ”

“He, he doesn't want to race anymore? How dare a judge slander you? ”

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Countless people shouted.

But he saw the eternal life tremble, and in the image, suddenly came a high drink: “At the same time, the confluence of the filthy, the Nine! ”

This is the sound coming out of the picture.

But under this strange sound, the golden light in the painting suddenly surged tens of thousands of times, straight towards the body of the ancient sea, suddenly covered all the other light on the ancient sea, and along the light of the painting from all directions, transmitted the golden light to the monks of the painting that attacked the ancient sea.

“Boom!”

Ten thousand monks were overshadowed by gold.

Nearly at the same time, 10,000 painting saints are a spirit. Into the pictorial landscape of eternal life.

Changsheng's pictorial landscape shows the infinite majesty of the hall, as if Tianwei instantly knocked out all the painters' minds. The painters forgot everything and really thought they were the princes of the ancient sea.

Like the illusion of the ancient sea, these paintings not only saw, but went straight into the heart field.

“Pfft!” “Pfft! ” ………………

Suddenly, 10,000 paintings fell on their knees.

“Forgive me, Your Majesty, we have nothing to do with these saints! ”

“Your Majesty, these saints must die. They have nothing to do with this! ”

“These shit-eating saints, I had nothing to do with them! ”

“Your Majesty, please behead all these saints! ”

“No, ask the Emperor to hang their heads above the city building! ”

“Your Majesty, these saints are not men. ”

“Your Majesty, why don't you kill these saintly pigs! ”

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Under the emperor "Tianwei", the painters pointed at the saints in the sky, verbally insulted them, called them pigs and dogs, called them not objects, called them animals, and all kinds of insults were constantly heard.

“You, you dare!” The painting said that the saints were suddenly roaring and almost pissed off.

For years, I've never been insulted like this. Thousands, tens of thousands of years, when have I not been offered as an ancestral offering by the contestants of the Halloween? I never asked myself to look at them more.

How dare you scold me? Still scolding so bad? Did you have a son? Is that what you call me?

Four hundred saints angry abnormally.

A super farce erupted in Central Square, attracting the spectacular spectacle of contestants from the Book District, the Qindu District and the Chess District.

The people of the Quartet, 500 million people, were suddenly silent.

Surprised, laughing, noisy.

“Eternal life? A man's painting landscape, overwhelming all painting contestants?” Not far away, Conti glanced.

The Qing Emperor also looked heavy: “Everlasting life? I see. It's him. It's him. Are they two? ”

Oriental, the angels looked stunned.

“God, is that man's painting so powerful?” A six-wing angel stunned.

“Drawing a battle between contexts, the loser collapses a thousand miles, the winner turns his enemies, this man draws a picture of the state of mind, really powerful, heavenly brush? That painting was made by Guhai?” Too first frowned.

South.

“Giant, Guhai, they're crazy. How can you paint like this? Do you still want to judge?” A disciple too bright frowned.

"Is this the end of the same thing?" cried the giant's eyes. Hmm, the ancient sea is so harsh, knowing that the saint of the painting will not choose him, but he goes the other way, let all the contestants' paintings insult the saints, curse the beasts of the saints, let the saints not choose them? ”

The West.

“Unlimited life Buddha! It sounds terrible, saints have outgrown the world, they can't be inhumane to insult them. These contestants are not all the same!” A bodhisattva sighs slightly.

“Well painted, doesn't mean good character, alas, just this way, this Halloween, some change of taste!” The future Buddha smiled slightly bitterly.

Does it smell different? It just doesn't taste right.

The painting repairmen kneeling in the ancient sea, insulting the saints are getting worse and worse. In order to clear up the relationship with the saints, even to make up some peachy events, sleeve-breaking habits for the saints, the 400 saints listening almost fainted.

“Vertical, Vertical! ”

“Don't you dare, if I can come down, I'll chop you up! ”

“Ignorant boy, motherfucker! ”

“My husband fought with you! ”

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The sky saints roared for a moment, but there were more than 10,000 canonical monks below. People talk so much that 400 saints can't even return to their mouths, even a few are good for themselves, see the fame of saints more important than their lives, defamed by this‘ disgraceful ’story, fainted past.

Everlasting complacency.

The ancient sea, sitting beside it, revealed a slight cold sweat on its forehead and a bitter smile. This time, you're a cowboy.

“Longevity is playing again!” Not far away is the morning breeze.

“These gods totally hate the emperor!” Mo also smiled bitterly.

Bingie didn't know how to deal with it, but smiled bitterly: “At the very least, prove that the pattern of eternal life is amazing, one overwhelming everyone! ”

The Master of Senior Years, who presides over the painting, is foolish at this moment.

It's also the first time I've ever seen a picture like this in a contest. All the drawing contestants, on their knees, cursed judgment. How does this go on? Who can teach me what to say?

“Promise!” The ancient sea was suddenly opening its mouth.