Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

The world is in panic!

Everyone in the world feels the coming of a great destruction and ruin. This horrific disaster cannot be stopped.

Regardless of whether he opens the door or is just the weakest first-level cultivator, the feeling at this moment is the same.

When disaster strikes, there is only death.

In front of the true ancestor, they are just ants.

………

The people trembled.

Broken Mist City.

The big black dog had already run to Zi Ling's side. Seeing this scene, the dog's eyes were a little anxious.

Mainly, this True Ancestor may cause terrible damage to the True Ancestor Realm.

It should be noted that even in the Gray Mist Sea, the True Ancestor is based in a mysterious place and will not stay directly in the Gray Mist Sea.

Because even the Gray Mist Sea cannot withstand the power of the True Ancestor and will destroy the world at every turn.

This True Ancestor's Dharmakaya is full of firepower, and this world...can't handle it.

"All kinds of power are added to your body, the immortal body of chaos... Haha, if the chaos itself has been annihilated, how can you exist?"

The True Ancestor of Gray Mist Sea stared at the big black dog with an indifferent expression.

The terrifying power of ten thousand fell instantly!

Everywhere he went, time and space suddenly turned into black holes and no longer existed.

"Wow...really think you can kill this emperor?"

The big black dog gritted his teeth and prepared to fight for his life!

But, right now.

next to it.

Zi Ling suddenly took out the Phoenix Feather Pen.

She walked to the side of Painter Zun Xiezi and placed the phoenix quill pen in Painter Zun Xiezi's hand.

Then, he said softly:

"Let's draw together."

"Draw out the things you have forgotten, and let the most precious pictures in your heart reappear."

She gently held Hua Zun's hand.

At this moment, two people were writing at the same time!

The evil corpse of Hua Zun followed Zi Ling numbly, and his hands moved according to Zi Ling's.

The phoenix feather pen suddenly drew a stroke on the pale scroll.

This stroke is so simple, just a graceful arc on the pale scroll.

But, just when this stroke fell!

boom!

The scroll is pale, but it seems like there are billions of terrifying energy bursting out in an instant.

With one stroke, everything in the world seemed to become silent!

The roar of the avenue suddenly stopped, and the natural disaster froze instantly!

In the sky, the chaotic black and yellow gases stopped moving for an instant; on the earth, volcanoes erupted thousands of meters thin, and the magma stopped in the air, unable to fall; in the sea, the tsunami had just taken shape, but it seemed to have turned into a huge glacier...

Just because this is a stroke on the pale picture.

In front of Powu City, the Master of Time and Space Hall and others were suddenly shocked.

"What...is going on?!"

"Why do I feel like...the whole world has been affected by this pale scroll?!"

Lu Ba and others were shocked.

"True Ancestor..."

The Master of Time and Space Palace also hurriedly looked at the True Ancestor Dharmakaya.

However, at this moment, the True Ancestor Dharmakaya's eyes burst out with an extremely solemn light.

He stared at the pale picture.

"Could it be that... the picture of the pale scroll is going to reappear?!"

"Impossible! Impossible..."

He whispered, and there was a hint of trembling in his words, as if he was afraid.

Feeling this kind of fear, the masters of the Time and Space Palace and others suddenly felt huge waves in their hearts.

They all turned around and stared at Zi Ling and Hua Zun Xie Zhi.

What exactly is it?

It actually makes the True Ancestor afraid?

Even the big black dog was staring at the pale scroll at the moment, and the dog's eyes were full of solemnity.

"What's this?"

Painting ancestor Murong Wanci's eyes flashed with shock at this moment, looking at the pale scroll with great anticipation.

And at this moment.

With one stroke, a trace of clarity suddenly appeared in the painter's empty eyes, like joy.

She stared at the arc on the pale scroll in a daze, with a hint of a silly smile on her lips.

At this moment, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Zi Ling's forehead.

Just one stroke made her feel extremely difficult.

However, at this moment, she was not focused on anything else, and there was only one picture in her mind.

She held Hua Zun's pen tightly, and then, she wrote the second stroke...

The second stroke is still the same, just a perfect arc.

The two arcs connect together.

It's like...the outline of a face!

The moment the second arc falls.

boom!

Suddenly, there seemed to be some kind of extremely terrifying energy that filled the sky.

At this moment, the chaotic black and yellow energy in the sky suddenly returned to the sky, and the sky became extremely clear, with thousands of miles of dark clouds.

On the ground, the volcanic lava spurted out slowly fell down, like water, returning to the bottom.

In the ocean, the huge tsunami waves returned to the sea level, and fish and shrimps emerged from the tsunami!

The second stroke eliminates all disasters!

All living things under the sky feel it.

"Has the disaster passed?!"

"We survived the volcano...it's all over!"

"The sky is clear again, it's great..."

Billions of living beings are shouting with joy.

In front of Powu City, the Master of Time and Space Palace and others had incredible expressions on their faces.

The pale scroll actually has such terrifying power?

The scene of the True Ancestor destroying the heaven and earth, but just because of two strokes on the scroll, everything disappeared?

"What...are they drawing?!"

The voice of the Master of Time and Space Palace also trembled a little.

The true ancestor was even more absent-minded at the moment. He looked at the pale scroll and seemed to be talking in a dream:

"No...absolutely impossible...they will fail. It's impossible to describe, absolutely impossible to describe!"

Subconsciously, he clenched his fists, his heart was in his throat, and he was so nervous that he was sweating profusely!

And at this moment.

Zi Ling and Hua Zun clasped their hands and began to write the third stroke.

The third stroke was a short arc.

The fourth stroke also fell, symmetrical with the third stroke, just like a pair of...eyebrows.

At this moment, the sky changes drastically.

Above the universe of the True Ancestor Realm, the two qi of black and yellow are intertwined and fused, the mysterious qi increases sharply, evolving into thousands of avenues, and the yellow breath is mysterious, showing endless waves.

The Xuanhuang Qi in the True Ancestor Realm is actually evolving, and the Cang Qiong Dao has sublimated to an unimaginable level, with tens of thousands of Qi machines falling down.

"wrong……"

The Lord of Time and Space Hall was shocked and said:

"This is the scene of 'ascension' to heaven. According to legend, if an existence that is stunning for eternity appears in the world, it can make the sky where it is... sublimated at the same time, and its status will rise!"

The expressions of Lu Ba and other overlords changed greatly.

This kind of scene, even in the gray fog sea, is just a legend...

Moreover, they did feel that the Heavenly Dao of the True Ancestor Realm was gathering and expanding at this moment, and its strength increased dramatically.

Standing under this sky, they all felt a sense of oppression.

This feeling has never happened before, and even the master of the Time and Space Palace can stop Tianfa!

Now if Tianfa reappears...I'm afraid, he can kill the overlord!

"No, there are no creatures of that level in this world...Is this because of their paintings?!"

At the same time, they reacted and looked at the pale scroll with even more horror.

The True Ancestor Dharmakaya's mouth is twitching, his eyelids are twitching, and his limbs are trembling!

…

And before the pale scroll.

The painter's empty eyes suddenly showed joy when he saw those pair of eyebrows appear!

Zi Ling held her hand and continued painting.

The brush falls.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight.

On the land of the True Ancestor Realm.

The overwhelmingly collapsed mountains seemed to have reappeared in time at this moment, regrouping in an instant, the cracks in the earth suddenly closed, and the crater was completely closed...

The mother energy of the earth rises, like a divine dragon, running across the wilderness. The status of the earth has also been promoted!

This is... a scene of earth change!

Ascension to heaven and changes to earth are all visions of the same level.

Immediately afterwards, Zi Ling guided the painter to draw light lips.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be endless creation, and tens of thousands of spiritual energies are like layers of fog, sweeping across the entire True Ancestor Realm!

Suddenly, under a mountain range, the corpses of the sect that had just been smashed to death opened their eyes again. Their scars were all healed, and they stood up, each one stunned.

"We are not dead?"

"No, how come my realm cultivation is broken?"

"Did you dream just now? Did I escape the tribulation?"

Everyone in this sect exclaimed.

In a mountain forest, fallen giant trees, broken grass blades, etc., are rejuvenated, lush and green, and they are better than before!

On the sea, many fish and shrimps that died due to the tsunami were floating on the sea surface, but at this moment, they suddenly jumped and returned to the sea...

…

In front of Broken Fog City.

The picture depicted on the pale scroll has begun to take shape.

Two strokes outline the face.

Two strokes create eyebrows.

Draw the bridge of the nose in one stroke.

A stroke of lips emerges.

This...is a sketch of a human face.

Before and after, only six strokes.

Everything in the world has been completely changed!

The only thing missing from the human face is the eyes.

It can be vaguely seen that this face is calm, elegant, and indifferent. It seems to have a calmness that can see through everything, and it seems to have a calmness that is not afraid of eternity.

"……It's him……"

It was at this moment that Painter Zun Xiezi suddenly whispered and spoke.

The emptiness and confusion in her eyes had completely disappeared. They were like eyes full of tears!

…

Good night.