I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

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"Why, even I forgot?"

The sword-bearer came out of the shade and stood in the sun.

"It is you……"

Seeing who came, Nian heaved a sigh of relief.

"Ok?"

The sword-wielder looked at Bai Tian on Nian's back, and frowned.

"Why is it so serious?"

"I don't know either, but... oh, anyway, I have to bring Stupid Xiaobai up first."

Although there are many things I want to ask, the most important thing now is to let the daytime situation stabilize first.

Nian no longer talked about the old days with the sword-wielder, and hurriedly ran to the top of the mountain with the day behind his back.

"Never mind."

Watching the sisters go away, the sword holder raised the sword, pinched his fingers and flicked the blade.

Hearing the soothing trembling sound, the sword-wielder looked into the distance with satisfaction.

"This sword is a sharp weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

"Slaying evil spirits and slaughtering dragons and snakes has never been defeated for a hundred years."

The scales of Chihiro Orochi came into view.

The body of a demon, covering the sky and the sun.As it moves, it flies sand and rocks.

However, the sword wielder has no fear at all, and there is only an indomitable sword intent in those clear and sharp eyes.

"Come on, monster. Let me see, what qualifications do you have to let me use the sword."

"The top of the mountain... Sister..."

Bai Tian's consciousness has been fully immersed in fighting the pain, and he can barely tell Nian the next step of his plan.

"Shantop, okay, let's go now."

Nian carried him on his back and took the first step of climbing the mountain.

The next moment, the "sky" that had been dormant for a long time appeared.

The thunder struck and went straight to the beginning of the year.

【I will protect you and dispel all harm for you】

The invisible force field shield instantly rises and spreads, firmly protecting her and resisting the rain of thunder for her.

"...Cut, do you still want to stop me at this level?"

Nian didn't hesitate at all, his body leaped like a nimble mountain leopard, carrying a real dragon on its back and darting towards a higher place.

The traveler stops at the foot of the mountain.

With her ability, she can't get involved in the changes ahead.

Moreover, she needs to clear away the incoming enemies for the real dragon.

A gloomy growl resounded through the wilderness, and afterward, a monster with thick hair and as strong as a bison came slowly.

It is Zhu Huai, a vicious demon.

Four-cornered human eyes, vicious and gluttonous.

"Unfortunately, you picked the wrong opponent."

The traveler jumped high, and the black and huge monster screamed and appeared, carrying the traveler on his forehead.

Looking at the ferocious monster surrounded by pitch-black demonic energy, the traveler's heart did not fluctuate.

She raised her hand and gave instructions to the monster under her.

"Mon3tr, stop it, even, kill it."

The cheerful hissing sound was accompanied by the piercing sound of metal blades cutting and rubbing together. The monster smashed rocks, kicked up mud and dust, and went straight to the head of the arms.

"Almost there. Already halfway there...Damn it."

Under the constant thunderstorms, the force field shield was shattered in invisible fluctuations.

Before it could re-condense, Nian would be exposed to Lei Hai's attack range.

"Oh, don't underestimate me."

"Anyway... I am also a god... one-twelfth of a god, and a god."

This time, Nian finally got serious.

"There is a lesson to be learned."

A red gold shield appeared, blocking the falling thunder.But this shield can only block three thunderbolts, and after three thunderbolts, the shield is broken.

If there is no other way, they will be in danger.

"It's only three times... that's enough."

Nian used the second trick.

It was a spell called Iron Guard.

The broken shields protected them in all directions, one piece after another blocked the thunder bombardment for them, and escorted them to climb.

"Here it is."

The elder brother closed his eyes and stood with a gun.The next moment, he opened his eyes, a little cold light came first, and then the spear shot out like a dragon.

Without greetings and reminders, the two sides are already enemies, and there is no possibility of reconciliation, so why waste words.

Only one side can make it up the mountain alive from here.

However, the elder brother's opponent is also an unusual enemy. It is Zhu Yan, a demon who is good at fighting and causing military disasters.

And the monster who followed to fight, Chisel Tooth.

They are not afraid of their elder brother's spear skills at all, Zhu Yan is the main attacker, and Chisel Teeth is the main defense.

"Two, very good!"

The elder brother who entered the battle, the desire to fight was completely aroused.

The will to fall into the battle, there is death but not life.

The king of a hundred soldiers can decide life and death.

"……so troublesome."

Haughty and free to look up.

It is not afraid of the incoming enemies, even if they are two big demons carrying the power of natural disasters.

The demon of flying feathers, Yong.

Lu Xing's demon, husband Zhu.

One is the incarnation of drought, and the other is the spirit of flood disaster.

This is a dreadful power of disaster, but when they are faced with the art of painting, this kind of innate ability will only become a carving on a beautiful embroidery-it is useless except for decoration.

"You can't make it through."

She stands on the head of freedom, overlooking the demons who are hostile to her.

Looking back at the mountain, purple thunders traversed the mountain road like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves.

"I will protect him."

Using the pen as a sword, you can paint ghosts and gods.

With painting as the world, you can paint the common people.

"I'll let you wait, and try my picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

A huge painting formed by connecting hundreds of scrolls enveloped them.

In the next moment, the sky and the earth changed, and the stars moved.

When he opened his eyes again, the two big monsters had been trapped in the world in the painting.

They were placed at the head and waist of the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains by the painter. Although they can be broken one by one, their disasters can be fully displayed.

Severe drought and floods turned this beautiful country into an endless purgatory in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Ink painting."

The painter picks up the pen and draws on the clear sky above the white scroll.

A rain poured down, and in a blink of an eye, the dry land of thousands of miles was painted into a country in the rain.

Another round... No, ten rounds of suns hang in the sky, shining brightly, evaporating the boundless waterlogged water into steaming white air.

But it's not over yet.

The painter changed a large brush, covered it with thick ink, and raised his hand to draw two giant mountains, one said: Taihang, and the other said: Wangwu.

Even a great demon cannot fight against heaven and earth.

Yong, there was emotional fear on the man's face.

It wanted to fly high to avoid the crushing mountains, but the sword rain painted by the painter broke its wings and smashed its feathers, making it temporarily lose the ability to fly. smashed into the ground.

Fu Zhu, he is the god of water omens.

It is also a monster that causes floods.

One body with two sides, whatever you want.

When you are happy, there will be floods, and when you are sad, there will be floods.

It goes with the water, or, the water surges with it.

But at this moment, the demon spirit, who is happy with water, has no intention of playing.It stretched its limbs and wanted to escape from here, but it was engulfed and buried alive by the mountains formed by the thick ink splashed by the painter. The king's house followed closely, sealing it in the earth and under the huge mountains.

If these two demons encounter other interceptors, the power of disaster may make their opponents troublesome, but it is a pity that what they encounter is Xi, who can form a small world of his own.

The painting is not destroyed, and the small world is not broken.

And this world, which is completely made of ink and connected with hundreds of pictures, is the least afraid of natural disasters.

Where it is dilapidated, it can be patched with ink or painted with new things.

If the ink is endless, the world is incomprehensible.

"It's here...Damn it."

The top of the mountain was already in sight, but Nian was forced to stop.

"Hand him over and spare you. Traitor."

The demon who intercepts is the one-eyed scorpion.

It abandoned its huge monster body and turned into a humanoid monster.

Its powers were disarmed and even further strengthened against the true dragon.

Infected with a vicious disease and died helplessly, this is the ending that countless heroes fear most.

"wishful thinking."