I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 233 Cross-Boundary Yiye

Genesis outside the Holy Sepulcher

The ghost master quietly looked at the tomb in front of him, with a hint of thought in his eyes, and thousands of thoughts swirled in his mind. For some reason, every time he thought of the shadow that crashed into the tomb of the saint, a haze rolled up in his heart unnaturally.

"It doesn't seem so good!" The ghost master muttered: "One step ahead, one step ahead, one step late is the difference between heaven and earth."

The ominous premonition in the ghost master's heart became more and more intense.

Just when thousands of thoughts flickered in the ghost master's mind, rays of light circulated between the heaven and the earth, and the supreme powerhouses from Dazhou and the world had arrived.

Let's say that Fang Sheng and others turned around all the way and sent letters to the ancestor Wang of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Dragon King of the Four Seas respectively.

big week
on the terrace

The ancestor of Da Zhou looked at the letter in his hand, and gradually frowned involuntarily.

"Is the tomb of the Creator God born?" Patriarch Da Zhou's eyes showed a hint of wariness.

The tomb of the Creator God was born, will he go?
If you go, will there be some conspiracy?
Now that the situation in Dazhou is so tense, the three major painting academies can join hands to deal with themselves.

not going?

If you don't go, there will really be a tomb of the Chuangshi God, and when the time comes, they will get the inheritance of the Chuangshi God, what will you do?
Da Zhou no longer has an absolute advantage, and at that time, a pack of wolves will inevitably devour tigers, and he will not be able to stand up to all kinds of powerful people who have obtained treasures.

No choice!

only go!
"Based on my cultivation, I can stabilize one of the three major painting academies. Even if I have a plan, I am somewhat sure of escape. It's just that the ghost master has been released from the underworld. This is not good news. Although there is a Buddha Containment, but if I rely too much on the Buddha, I am afraid that my Great Zhou will gradually fall into the hands of the Buddha." The ancestor of the Great Zhou was giving the final instruction to the Emperor Zhou:

"To seize good fortune, there must be a world-shattering battle. The outcome is unpredictable, and the result is unknown. If there is any unfortunate news, you abandon the three major painting academies and bet on the Buddha. Zhou still has a day to make a comeback, and with the map of Jiangshan Sheji in hand, all major forces in the world will not do anything."

Speaking of this, the ancestor of Da Zhou narrowed his eyes: "Da Zhou is betting on Buddha with all his strength, and the three major painting academies will definitely not give up. They will fight against Buddhism, and will involve part of the energy of Buddhism for my Da Zhou royal family, and buy time for my Da Zhou royal family. Waiting for the rise of the last majestic and powerful lord of my Great Zhou."

"What if the three major painting academies unite with the ghost master in the southwest to pull down Buddhism?" Zhou Tianzi's eyes showed a hint of anxiety.

Hearing this, Patriarch Da Zhou shook his head: "This is the human world. The Buddha is immortal and has acquired a chaotic body. Even the ghost master can't do anything to him. Buddhism will not perish."

After speaking, the Great Zhou Patriarch patted Emperor Zhou on the shoulder: "The future of Great Zhou depends on you."

After speaking, the person has already walked away, and several ups and downs disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the back of the ancestor of the Great Zhou, Zhou Tianzi took a deep breath, and there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes:
"A troubled autumn!"

All over the world
The four dragon kings gathered together, looking at the letter in their hands with eyes full of seriousness and dignity.

"Fang Sheng sent a letter saying that the tomb of the God of Creation was born, and invited me to wait to open the tomb of Creation." The Dragon King of the East China Sea handed the letter to the younger brothers around him.

"The tomb of the Creator God? Is it real or not? I'm afraid the human race lost the dragon stone, and deliberately designed some kind of trap to trap us in it. They secretly trap us." The Dragon King of the West Sea showed hesitation in his eyes.

"The human race is not so concerted. The most important thing is that the ghost master has also descended to the lower realm. The ghost master and the Buddha are deadly enemies!" The Dragon King of the East China Sea shook his head and rejected the other party's words:

"What do you think?"

"I'm afraid there will be a conspiracy if I go. If I don't go, what if there is a tomb of the Creator God, and when the time comes, people will be blessed and their cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. How can we survive?" The eyes of the several dragon kings were full of entanglements at this time.

"Go! We must go. With the strength of the four of us, even if there is a trap, it will be extremely difficult to trap us." The Dragon King of the East China Sea finally decided to sever: "Such earth-shattering fortune, if you miss it I am waiting for something that I will regret forever.”

time flies by

In front of the tomb of the creation of the world, all the powerful people from all walks of life have arrived, and at this time, they all stood in front of the tomb with serious faces.

The Dragon King of the Four Seas also controls the clouds and rains, and at this time came from the Four Seas.

The three patriarchs also came to the scene.

So far, all the powerhouses in the painting world have gathered together.

No one could endure such an earth-shattering fortune.

"Everyone, the tomb of the Creator God is right in front of you, and you will know the truth by stepping forward." The ghost master stood in front of the tomb, surrounded by black light, and a little bit of mysterious artistic conception was slowly bursting out:
"As long as we work together, we can open the tomb of creation. As for the good fortune in the tomb of creation, we each rely on our own abilities."

"Inappropriate!" The Dragon King of the East China Sea shook his head: "The strength of the ancestor is obvious to all. If everyone relies on their own abilities, it's better to just give you all the creations in the God of Creation. Let's play with you for nothing."

"Oh? Then what's your opinion?" The ghost master looked at the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

"Before we go in, let's divide the shares according to our strength in advance, and then we will take what we need according to the shares." The eyes of the Dragon King of the East China Sea flashed with light.

His four dragon kings work together, not bad for anyone.

"Oh?" The ghost master looked at the strong men of the human race.

The Buddha smiled, and looked at the Great Zhou Patriarch and the three major painting academies with his eyes: "If the shares are divided in this way, then my human race will unite together, and I will have a five-point share. With the strength of my human race, [-]% of the share is not too much, right?"

"Well, it's really not too much." The ghost master nodded: "Then I want [-]% of the share, and the remaining [-]% will be given to the Dragon Clan."

"No!" The Dragon King of the East China Sea became anxious immediately.

"No?" The Buddha narrowed his eyes: "I can suppress your Four Seas Dragon Clan with one hand, and there are three major painting academies and the entire human dynasty behind me. Could it be that you can't suppress your Four Seas?"

Faced with interests, all the people of the human race chose to unite.

Compared with other races, what is it that makes the human race survive from the wilderness?Isn't it a united effort?
Facing the united efforts of the foreign races.

"The ghost master's cultivation base is unpredictable, and he can suppress your dragon clan with a snap of his fingers, so don't you get [-]% of the benefits?" Buddha asked again.

The Dragon King of the Four Seas looked at me and I looked at you, and looked at the strong people of the human race standing in a row, and his heart tightened.

The ghost master over there also narrowed his eyes.

The Buddha is enough to contend with himself, if you add the rest of the human race, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to take it down.

Things don't seem to be going well.

The scales have tipped.

The Dragon King of the Four Seas leaned behind the ghost master without a trace, vaguely connecting with the ghost master's aura.

"It's better to go in according to your own ability. How much you get, it's all up to your own means." The Dragon King of the East China Sea resolutely repented.

The dragon kings of the four seas work together, but the human race is not. Once there is no external oppression, it will immediately fall apart.

"It's up to each person according to their ability." The ghost master nodded:

"Don't be so long-winded, someone has already broken into the tomb of the Chuangshi God before me. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid the other party has already taken all the benefits." The ghost master thought of the black man who entered the tomb Shadow felt a little uneasy.

"Amitabha, let's all work together to tear down the barriers of the tomb of the Creator God and break the post in the tomb of the Creator God." Buddha nodded.

"Shoot!" The Buddha yelled, and the sound shook the universe like thunder. The next moment, there was a vibration in the tomb, and a thunderous sound was emitted, and a relic was torn directly towards the divine light.

"Go!"

The ghost master followed closely behind, and then stretched out his palm and tore at the barrier of the tomb of creation, trying to tear the barrier of the tomb of creation apart:

"Crack it open!"

The Buddha and the ghost master joined forces, and at this time the tomb of the Creator God was crumbling, and black cracks burst open, and black smoke kept flickering on the beautiful copybook, and each word was wiped out.

"Shoot!" The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas no longer hesitated, stepped forward to reveal their real bodies, transformed into giant dragons, pulled towards the barrier, and ruthlessly grabbed the tip of the iceberg of the barrier.

"Drink~"

The ancestors of the three major painting academies and the ancestors of the Great Zhou followed closely behind, and became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. Only the sound of "collapse" was heard, resounding like a dull thunder, and the entire painting world was rippling. Respond layer by layer.

Prince Duan's Mansion
Mi Shi suddenly raised his head, and looked at the sky with a pair of eyes, with a shock in his eyes: "The tomb of the saint of painting is born! The tomb of the saint of painting is born!"

"Hahaha! Hahaha! My opportunity has arrived! My opportunity has arrived! After decades of hard planning, I thought that all the plans would go to waste, but who knows that someone opened the barrier of the painting saint in this way." Mi Shi Shi laughed wildly, and then took a step forward, the space in front of him rippled like a tide, and then saw Mi Shi stepping forward, and then appeared in front of the painting world.

With everyone working together, a gap was finally opened in the creation tomb. Seeing the opening of the creation tomb, everyone's eyes were burning, and their eyes were full of fanaticism.

Good fortune of the Creator God!
As long as you can get a little bit, it is definitely not a delusion to break through the sixth heaven of good fortune.

"Everyone, let's enter it according to our own ability." After the ghost master finished speaking, he took the lead and rushed straight into the black crack.

Just when the ghost master had just stepped out and crossed the barrier between the two worlds, a creepy feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

An unprecedented terror, fear, catastrophe, and catastrophe filled his heart.

In the dark cracks of time and space, countless Buddha lights bloom, endless auspiciousness rolls up, and colorful lights cut through the darkness.

Sanskrit chants resounded between heaven and earth:

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi.

At this moment, time seemed to stop flowing, everything in the world fell into a straight line, and everyone turned into amber in beeswax.

"Saint! Saint! A saint wants to kill me! Where did the saint come from! Where did the saint come from! There can be no second saint in the painting world! Absolutely impossible!" The ghost master was terrified, and despair filled his heart.

(End of this chapter)