Chapter 149: On Paper
Chapter 150: On Paper
Rumble…
It was as if the earth was shaking.
No, to be precise, the earth is shaking.
With the City God Temple as the center and the entire Song Mansion as the starting point, the houses were shaking and the ground was cracking.
It was like a dragon turning over.
A figure wearing a black robe and a mask rushed out of the City God Temple.
Immediately afterwards, an enormous arm covered with cracks and with countless gray human faces in its mouth stretched out from the gate of the City God Temple and suddenly grabbed the black-robed figure.
The latter had a cold look.
His body moved forward, but his head twisted backward with a snap.
The whole head turned upside down.
There was a snap.
The mask on the imperial envoy's face was broken.
Revealing a face without any facial features.
The face was full of pits and countless small dots, just like the stars in the sky.
Those little dots are glowing.
A variety of colors, so colorful that they could not be distinguished by the naked eye, gathered together and slammed into the arm.
There was a click.
The incomparably huge arm broke into pieces.
But instead of relaxing, the imperial envoy became extremely uneasy.
After the arm shattered, countless mists spread out from it, and in the blink of an eye, the surroundings turned into mist.
The fog covered the sky and the sun.
"Song Yuzhang."
The imperial envoy said coldly: "Even if you merge with this Xuzhou City, you can't kill me, let alone stop me."
Having said that, he flew upwards without hesitation.
This Song Yuzhang cannot be controlled.
His Majesty will not be disappointed, after all, it is just a trivial experiment.
Someone will naturally come and destroy it afterwards.
Therefore, what he had to do was to leave Xuzhou City and report to His Majesty the details of the experiment and the changes that had occurred after Song Yuzhang, the city god of the state, turned into an evil being.
Everything is up to your Majesty's holy mind.
Flying in the fog doesn't feel good.
The imperial envoy is evil.
And it is an extremely powerful evil.
It is much stronger than the average robbery, and if you accumulate enough merits and replace it with a better nail, you may even be able to accomplish the disaster.
Song Yuzhang is the city god of the state, so his strength is naturally comparable to Jie.
But there is the blessing of Xuzhou City, and there are thousands of gods, plus the popularity generated by millions of people.
After it turns into evil, it becomes more than just a disaster.
Although it has not yet transformed into a disaster.
But it also has some strange meanings.
Disaster does not simply represent a stronger combat power than robbery.
Instead, it has some strange characteristics.
This strange characteristic is the power that evil naturally possesses when it becomes a disaster.
Like a godsend.
The imperial envoy flew in the fog, but the more he flew, the more frightened he became, and the more chilled his heart became.
The fog blocked his vision.
And after flying for such a long time, looking around, there was fog all around.
It's endless, with no end in sight.
Outside the fog.
Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp looked at Song Yuzhang walking out of the temple with fear and trepidation.
In other words, the City God of Xuzhou City.
The body is so huge that the end cannot be seen with the naked eye.
The body is covered with scars.
Scar opened his mouth, and endless gray faces crawled out of it, wriggling on his body.
Rumble.
The magnificent and luxurious buildings in the Song Mansion turned to dust with every step taken by the City God of this state.
In front of us, there is a cloud of fog.
The fog is shrinking continuously.
A black figure flying away can be vaguely seen.
“This fog is so scary.”
Chen Huangpi said nervously: "Once you get in, you can't fly out. The imperial envoy is obviously very powerful, but he can't do anything about this fog."
The brass oil lamp said, "This mist is alive and can confuse space."
"Has it become a disaster?"
"not yet."
The brass oil lamp said fearfully: "If it really becomes a disaster, then Xuzhou City is completely finished now. It's just that the city god of this state is sitting in the city and has merged with Xuzhou City, so it is so terrible."
"But even so, as long as it is within the city, it is not much different from a disaster."
Chen Huangpi frowned and asked, "Who is stronger, me or it?"
The brass oil lamp said, "It's hard to say. It's stronger inside the city, but you're stronger outside the city."
“I think I can blow it up.”
Chen Huangpi said seriously: "That imperial envoy was able to break its arm. My strength is about the same as that of the imperial envoy, but I have the Dongxu Divine Sword and the power of the Demon Tree. If the Evil Eye also appears, I should be more powerful."
"Its true form isn't here."
The brass oil lamp said in a complicated tone: "Your evil eye is not here, so you can't see its horror, but it's different for me. In my eyes, the entire Xuzhou City has merged with it."
"If you want to kill it, you have to kill Xuzhou City."
"I can not do it."
Chen Huangpi said helplessly: "It has too much advantage in this city. I can kill it once, but I can't kill it countless times, and I can't do anything about the fog."
The Five Internal Organs Spirit Refining Method brought about many changes in his body.
The art of combining yin and yang to create a divine power made his six senses increasingly sharp.
The fog made Chen Huangpi feel uneasy.
He had a hunch that if he entered the fog, he would probably lose his sense of direction. He would appear to be flying and walking, but in fact he would remain motionless in the same place, just like the imperial envoy.
Even if you are not afraid of the city god head-on.
But with the blessing of fog, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a bird in a cage or a sparrow in the palm of the hand, and it can't jump out.
Rumble.
The city god of Zhou has already walked in front of the fog.
There was not a trace of humanity in those bloodshot eyes, only cruelty and madness.
"Be one with me, be one with me!!!"
The city god of Zhou opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the mist fiercely. Smoke came out of his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely cold voice came from the mouth of the City God.
"Seven-aperture Soul-soothing Nail, bring it out!"
The words fell to the ground.
A crazy and cold laugh came from the mouth of the City God.
Then, the City God's expression became painful.
Its huge mouth expanded instantly.
The dark blue skin was stretched open, and in the crack above the skin, a creepy white shadow was swimming in it, rushing out madly.
There was a pop.
A paper man covered in white was forcibly ejected from the mouth of the City God.
The white paper figure is the imperial envoy.
To be precise, this is what it should be like.
The Seven-Aperture Soul-Calming Nail pinned down its mind.
It also keeps it in human form.
Now, it has pulled out that nail.
His mind immediately became extremely crazy.
This is also an evil that is close to disaster.
Aside from not having those weird properties, it is also extremely powerful in nature.
The paper man appeared.
He waved his hand suddenly.
Chen Huangpi only felt that everything in front of him was vividly displayed on the paper.
The entire Song Mansion, and even the City God Temple, became a painting on paper.
The city god of a state originally had his feet on the earth.
At this moment, even the earth turned into a blank piece of paper, and it also fell into the painting.
It's just that it's too powerful.
It is integrated with Xuzhou City.
Even if he fell into the painting, it was still extremely terrifying. There were countless mists surrounding his every move. The paper man was standing on the scroll. If he still had human consciousness, he should have taken the opportunity to escape by now.
But its current consciousness is an evil consciousness.
Evil is the most cruel and craziest.
It plunged directly into the scroll.
Two extremely powerful evil beings were fighting each other in the painting.
And next to a rockery in this painting.
A little man holding a lantern is running desperately towards the corners of the scroll. Wherever the little man goes, the scenery he passes by in the painting disappears, as if it had been erased.
"Run faster, run faster!"
"I'm already running."
Chen Huangpi gnashed his teeth and said, "Where is your concealment ability? Use it now!"
“I’m already playing it.”
The brass oil lamp said in despair: "But we are painted into the painting. No matter how hidden we are, it doesn't mean we don't exist..."
"Hurry up and go through the dog hole. Once we get there, we can get out."
This painting is like a domain.
The entire Song Mansion was included in the domain.
If you want to get out of this scroll, you can only go out through the original door of the Song Mansion.
Because everywhere else there are walls.
Being in this painting is like being a shadow puppet in a shadow play, running into obstacles everywhere.
But at this moment.
Chen Huangpi suddenly felt a chill on his back.
He spun around in the painting.
He saw the City God in the back, who had also transformed into a little man in the painting, fighting with the paper man and rushing towards him.
Whether it is the city god or the paper man.
The bodies of the little people in the paintings that he transformed into were all extremely large.
Compared with it, tangerine peel is like a small ant.
In this painting, he is running wildly with his legs.
And the opponent's legs, with just one step, were equivalent to hundreds or thousands of his steps.
In an instant, two huge evil creatures appeared in front of Chen Huangpi.
You know, everything in this painting moves.
Whenever it passes through any scene, an area of that scene that is consistent with its size and outline will be erased.
Chen Huangpi walked past the rockery in the painting, and the human-shaped area on the rockery disappeared.
He walked across the grass, leaving behind him a passage of the same size as himself, and the grass that originally covered the passage also disappeared.
Now these two huge evil creatures are attacking him.
If the three beings collided, Chen Huangpi would be able to wipe out a part of the opponent, but his body was too small and he did not have any advantage.
But if it's the other way around.
The tangerine peel will be wiped off in an instant.
"No more running!"
Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and made a decision.
He slapped the Soul-Catching Book and the Dongxu Divine Sword emerged from it.
But if you look from outside the scroll, it would appear that the little man put his hand into his pocket and pulled out a sword that was half a person's height.
"Dongxu! Kill him!"
Chen Huangpi appeared on the paper and swung the Dongxu Divine Sword in his hand violently, and changes occurred on the scroll, as if someone took out a white paintbrush and drew a stroke on the paper, and a sword light slashed towards the paper man and the City God.
The sword light is terrifying...
Sharp to the extreme.
The moment the City God and the paper man came into contact with the sword light, a white brush seemed to draw across their bodies.
The two sides were cut in half in an instant.
Chen Huangpi's eyes lit up: "Huang Er, I think I know how to deal with them in this painting."
The voice just fell.
Gray fog spread between the two split halves of the City God's body, and then they combined into a complete body.
Paper figures are even simpler.
This painting was originally created by its power.
The two halves of the cut body stretched out their arms, then pulled the bodies together.
This time, the two beings finally noticed Chen Huangpi.
The brass oil lamp complained, "My dear, now that you know how to deal with them, they also know how to deal with you."
Don't wait any longer today, I burned my hand while cooking. I made beef stew with potatoes and tomatoes, it tasted good. Just take a break, just two chapters today, and continue with 10,000 chapters tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)