The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Stars twinkle in the vast void, like a shady scene decorated with various jewels, but in the void, there is a mighty team marching, surrounded by countless golden-armored gods, immortal monks, and goddesses. chariot.

But at this time, a white mist that seemed to be virtual and real fell like a veil, covering the entire team in a blink of an eye. Law.A chuckle came from the sky, this charming smile seemed to contain infinite magic power, just a single sound made people's bones weak and tendons crisp, and they gave up their weapons and surrendered.

At this time, among the crowd, an immortal official who had been holding a sword walked out, smiled coldly, and threw the sword case in his arms into the air, the sword case was divided into four long swords with shining lights, flying straight in all directions. The whereabouts, the east shakes the ground, its color is blue, it is called the sword of Zhuxian; the color of Duigong in the west is white, it is called the sword of trapping;

The four swords were fired together, and the thunder flashed. The fairy family surrounded by them turned into flying ash. In a blink of an eye, like water falling into a stone, the Hua chariot was also destroyed, and there were only three star-crowned and feather-clothed Taoists standing in place.One of them put his hands in his hands and looked at the sky coldly. With a thought, a thunderbolt struck down, like a pure world, a beautiful woman who was so beautiful rolled down from the void.

She was covered in Luo Qi and decorated with Yingluo, but she was a little embarrassed because of the attack just now, but she just straightened her clothes, then raised her head and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Yuanshi Tianzun to move his honor lightly, it's really a deep love between father and daughter." It turned out to be the Great Paradise Demon King.

One of the Taoists, dressed in moon-white brocade clothes, with a beautiful face and long beard, heard the words and said: "Thank you."

But the Taoist with sword-browed star-eyed eyes and a cold demeanor said: "Sorceress, don't talk too much, save your life!"

Daji Letian frowned in annoyance, and said: "It's really boring!" After saying that, he twisted his waist, his figure swayed, like a lone cloud coming out of Xiu, and the glow reflecting the Chengtang, which is extremely beautiful, but in this Wushuang Under Yan and Wu, it was a fatal blow.

With a slender hand, he reached down with his palm, and with just a little touch, most of the Taoist's originally thriving vitality evaporated strangely and extremely in a blink of an eye.The originally black hair turned gray in an instant, but the Taoist not only did not feel the pain, but felt the supreme bliss erupting in his body, which made people intoxicated.

The Taoist retreated quickly, with a wave of his wide sleeves, Qingping raised her sword, twisted and slashed, and was about to cut off Daji Letian's jade hand.

Daji Letian smiled coldly, let the sword light touch his body, the sword light passed by, and the graceful body instantly dispersed like bubbles.

Immediately, he felt a pain in the back of his heart, and then heard a sentence: "Mr. Yuchen? Did Hongjun send his apprentice to die? Or is he still remembering the sword you slashed him? Huh?"

Daoist Yuchen tried his best to look up and look around, and found that he and his senior brothers had long been separated. At this moment, they were separated in an area shrouded in thick fog, and they had no choice but to save themselves.He felt the warm body clinging tightly to his body, and when he returned the sword, it passed through his abdomen, stringing himself and Daji Letian into a string.

The sword energy erupted, Daji Letian was accidentally blown into pieces, and Daojun Yuchen was also at the end of his strength, he could only lie in the void and gasp for breath, while the ubiquitous power of the Dao came continuously and repaired his body.

And when he and Daji Letian were desperately fighting, his senior brothers were not at ease either.Taishang Laojun commanded the golden dragon turned into a crutch to fight a black dragon, while Yuanshi Tianzun was lost in the mist, trying to find the trace of the too illusory witch.

And in the distance, in the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West, a man in black swaggered through the guards and entered. The maids and guards did not ignore him, but they just glanced at him. After a dispute, and then a big fight, both sides were injured, and people all over the place died in a blink of an eye.

He walked into the deep palace bedroom, turned the curtains and screens, saw the shadowy figure inside, couldn't help smiling, and said: "Good boy, you have finally fallen into my hands." Long and in.The person who came was the Demon Ancestor Luohu. He had already ordered someone to pretend to intercept and kill the Queen Mother of the West, while he visited this place himself, trying to seize the source of destruction in the Queen Mother's body.As long as the source of destruction is united, he will be able to stabilize Hongjun's head.

But within a short while, a roar erupted from inside: "Hongjun, you old bastard, you're pretending to be a woman and an idiot!" The loud noise was like thunder, reverberating in the palace.With this roar, the roof of the bedroom was lifted up all of a sudden.Two figures, one black and one hundred, fought in mid-air, with the wind and thunder accompanying them, full of auspiciousness.

In the air, the two separated and looked at each other from a distance. At this time, Hongjun said slowly: "To each other, to each other." It was as if you had never played a woman to play me before.

Luo Hu gritted his teeth and said, "Gu has no time to argue with you now, get out!"

Hongjun was dressed in white, as gentle and elegant as a lotus. Hearing this, he smiled slightly, like the wind of the moonlight, and said: "I have many things but I want to tell you."

"Hmph." Luo Hu turned and left, followed by Hong Jun.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them penetrated into the chaos, and they simply turned into the original bodies of the innate gods and demons. They turned out to be two strange beasts that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and like a snake but not a snake.The two great beasts fight against each other, and they fight, breaking and scattering countless undifferentiated worlds. Finally, the water, fire and wind dissipate, and you can see that the long bodies of the two beasts have been completely entangled together. It's like two snakes crossing each other and tailing each other, they are inseparable.

No matter the day or night in the chaos, I don't know how long it took before these two monsters turned into human bodies as if they couldn't hold on.Hongjun hugged Luo Hu, who was still panting heavily, and said, "Can you run a few more times, try?"

However, Luo Hu seemed to have exhausted all his energy from the fight just now, so he could only curse weakly: "Get out!"

Hongjun didn't care, and pointed to the depths of the universe.Taoist Sanqing, who was fighting with the group of demons, was naturally separated, and then sent back to their respective caves by a soothing mana.

In the depths of the Paradise of Paradise, candles were suddenly brightly lit around a jade altar, and a beautiful woman with no trace of hair came out of it. He took the clothes from the hand of the maid who heard the news and put them on, feeling sullen.