Chapter 160: The Black Fire of Destruction, the Hundred Mothers Fairy Picture

Chen Ye suddenly realized, yes...how could he forget them!

He can't break the 'fourth wall', but they can!

Just because they represent the obsession of all sentient beings!

The birth of drama is closely related to obsession.

People's obsessions can affect both inside and outside the play.

As long as the obsession is deep and the infatuation has no regrets, the iron pestle can be ground into a needle, walls can be broken, and people can be destroyed!

"Crash-"

The huge crowds of people turned into three thousand weak waters.

Goose feathers cannot float, but reed flowers sink to the bottom.

As soon as Chen Ye's mind moved, a torrent of weak water swept out.

At this moment, He is like the majestic rolling curtain general when the sand river was flowing.

With three thousand feet on the weak water, you are invincible!

Wherever the three thousand weak waters passed, everything sank to the bottom and was submerged.

The splendid yellow flower silk meets it, and this time it is finally different.

Compared with the nine-ring tin staff, the three thousand weak water actually touched the splendid yellow flower silk.

In an instant, Sanqian Ruoshui and Jinxiu Huanghuajuan were in a stalemate.

However, the splendid yellow flower silk is ultimately inferior to the obsession of all sentient beings.

The ‘fourth wall’ is broken instantly!

The splendid yellow flowers and silk starlight dimmed, and then they were submerged by three thousand weak water waves higher than the last wave, and sank to the bottom of the water.

"puff!"

The old mother seemed to have suffered some backlash. Blood spurted from her mouth and her body staggered.

But at this moment, He had no time to be angry.

Just because the monstrous weak water was already tilting towards Him!

"go!"

Without hesitation, the old mother threw the dragon's head crutch at Sanqian Ruoshui.

It turns out that out of nowhere, the dragon head crutch that was originally smashed into two pieces by the nine-ringed tin stick was restored to its original state by my mother.

Once the dragon's head crutch is released, it rises in the wind!

"hold head high--"

Only a dragon roar was heard!

The dragon's head turned and turned into a 100-foot-long wooden dragon.

Between the wooden dragon's teeth and claws, towering trees rise from the ground.

These towering trees form a natural dam, blocking three thousand weak waters.

"Excellent skills, master of the art, Dragon Lord!"

Chen Ye shouted, stretched out his hand and pulled off Long Jun's head!

Of the eight arms on His body, one always holds the treasure left by the toad spirit, among which is the dragon bone staff.

Without thinking, Chen Yi stuck the dragon's head on the dragon bone staff and threw it out.

As the saying goes, one thing brings down another.

As a true dragon, Dragon Lord should have no problem dealing with a walking stick.

"Hahaha……"

"I am the only true dragon, and all creatures should respect me as the leader!"

Dragon Lord's unruly and arrogant voice sounded out.

A terrifying sense of oppression appeared along with lightning and thunder.

"Don't waste time, otherwise I won't ask you to come out next time..."

Chen Ye was not polite and spoke directly to Lord Long.

After all, the Dragon Bone Staff was only transformed from the Dragon Lord's spine at the beginning, and had not undergone any mysterious ritual training.

Along the way, the Dragon Bone Staff suffered quite a lot of trauma, especially at Liusha River.

In this case, the dragon bone staff could not last long at all.

If the dragon master keeps grinding and chirping, I'm afraid the dragon bone staff will be broken before the wooden dragon is solved.

In this case, it is natural to make a quick decision.

And the Dragon Lord, who was circling around and feeling very uncomfortable, heard Chen Ye's words and reluctantly set his eyes on the wooden dragon.

"Are you worthy of being called a dragon?"

As soon as Mr. Long said this, the wooden dragon was furious.

The wooden dragon circled up and took the initiative to greet the Dragon Lord.

Seeing this, Mr. Long opened his mouth with a ferocious smile.

"You seem... delicious."

Long Jun's mouth drooled, and the mountain of corpses loomed behind him.

In an instant, He swooped down.

Wherever the Dragon Lord passes, flesh and blood grow.

The stones sprouted tendrils, the towering trees sprouted sarcoma, and even the tiny dust particles grew tiny strands of flesh.

Before the wooden dragon even got close to Dragon Lord, a large amount of twisted flesh grew on its body.

"hold head high?"

Mu Long was shocked and turned pale, and wanted to turn around and run away, but it was already too late.

The dragon king caught the wooden dragon with one claw, and the mountain of corpses turned into a dining table, then he disemboweled it and ate it alive.

After just one encounter, Mu Long was instantly killed by Lord Long.

The old mother looked ugly, and her fairy belt was swaying around her body, as if she was at the end of her rope.

He wiped his face, as if he wanted to use some other means.

However, with his clairvoyance, Chen Ye instantly understood his mother's little movements.

He immediately grinned, his anger rising into the sky.

"Mom...it's time for you to take your last breaths!"

After Chen Ye finished speaking, he raised the colorful glass lamp!

He took a big breath and blew hard!

In an instant, colorful glazed fire spurted out.

But this is not the end!

Behind this colorful glazed fire that shimmers with rays of light, there is also a black lotus of extremely dark karma fire!

The two kinds of divine fire were forcibly mixed together by Chen Bao at this moment.

One burns the obsessions of all living beings, the other burns the sins of all living beings.

The two fires were forcibly mixed together, and the dangerous and terrifying aura quickly spread.

Vaguely, a black flame that made people inexplicably terrified sprang up spontaneously.

Long Jun seemed to feel something, and his expression changed slightly.

He quickly swallowed the wooden dragon and tried to escape to Chen Ye.

At the same time, Chen Ye also felt something.

Under the clairvoyance, most of the thousands of veins that were originally densely packed here were disconnected at this moment.

Of course, Chen Ye would not be unclear about what this meant. Without thinking, He pulled away and retreated.

In less than a breath, the black fire suddenly exploded!

"Rumble--"

The fire instantly drowned my mother, and even the dilapidated Lishan Mountain was submerged in it.

Chen Ye felt a wave of heat coming towards his face, and the next moment he was in a daze, and his consciousness couldn't help but feel a little hazy.

In just a moment, the black fire burned down the entire world.

On the Liyuan stage, the mysterious and lifelike scroll was burning with black fire.

In less than three or two breaths, the fairy painting was destroyed and turned into ashes.

Chen Yi fell from it and hit the troupe hard.

"Boom!"

The four-headed and eight-armed demonic body, which was more than a hundred feet long, crushed half of the houses in the Liyuan.

The originally luxurious pear garden turned into ruins.

The remaining black fire continues to rage, carrying the power of destroying everything.

There was no one alive in the huge pear orchard.

Somehow, Chen Ye seemed to have become the real demon predicted by Gao Laozhuang.

Wherever you go, you bring disaster and disaster...

"cough……"

Chen Ye spit out a mouthful of black blood and struggled to stand up.

He was only touched by a spark, and his chest was burned through.

A large hole was burned directly from the chest to the abdomen, and all the internal organs were reduced to ashes.

But He is not dead, and the thick blood that is as thick as three thousand weak waters is restoring his flesh and blood bit by bit.

For today's Chen Ye, a mere fatal injury is nothing to be afraid of.

Of course, this refers to his current state of anger and demonic nature entering his body.

If it were normal times, he would have died countless times.

"Gululu~"

Long Jun's head rolled over.

"What kind of fire did Longzi set? It hurt me terribly..."

Lord Long's tone was displeased, and the Dragon Bone Staff was completely burned to ashes under the fire.

But fortunately, there is nothing wrong with my head.

If the head was burned and it wanted to grow back on Chen Bao's neck, he would probably have to sleep for a long time.

"Shut up……"

Chen Ye cursed and placed Long Jun on his neck again.

At this moment, he also had some lingering fears.

The combination of the colorful glazed fire and the karmic fire black lotus produced an effect that was beyond Chen Ye's expectation.

No one could have imagined that that black flame could be so terrifying.

You know, even big monsters like Long Jun were almost killed instantly by that ball of fire.

"Then my mother should be dead, right?"

Chen Ye narrowed his eyes and stood up forcefully.

He and Dragon Lord just brushed against the black fire and almost ended up confessing here.

Even if the old mother had great skills, when facing the black fire, she should be buried in the sea of ​​​​fire.

Chen Yi took steps forward, his eyes glowing with glaze.

With his clear eyes, he scanned the pear garden, inch by inch, not sparing any corner, for fear that the old mother would slip through.

You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you are dead.

Such a terrifying existence as his old mother was not sure that she was really dead, and Chen Ye could not sleep or eat well.

God knows how many mysterious methods this kind of existence has.

Chen Yi first looked towards the stage and saw the black fire burning, everything was turned into ashes.

The fairy painting that originally showed my mother and Li Shan had been completely burned.

Chen Yi didn't feel any aura related to his mother, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he planned to move his eyes and check other parts of the pear garden.

But right now!

"squeak--"

An erhu sound sounded from deep in the pear garden.

In an instant, Chen Ye suddenly turned his head and looked.

I saw the main hall of the Liyuan, and a picture scroll came into view.

In the scroll, the old mother is playing the erhu with a smile on her lips.

"Fool..."

At the same time, the old mother's voice could be heard from all over the opera garden.

Chen Bao looked around and saw a picture scroll placed in every boudoir in the Liyuan.

There is no essential difference between these scrolls and the previous fairy paintings. They are just as lifelike and depict... the old mother.

It's just that the old mother in each fairy painting is different.

Some weave clothes, some grind needles, some sing opera...

But without exception, the old mother in every fairy painting is surrounded by fairy spirit.

Every aura is no weaker than that of the old mother Chen Yi killed before.

"this……"

Chen Ye's pupils shrank suddenly and his mind was shaken.

What exactly is going on?

Blindfold or incarnation?

It’s impossible for all these fairy paintings to be of old mothers, right?

He took a quick look and found that there were at least a hundred immortal paintings that were still intact!

If the old mother in every fairy painting has the ability of a great demon.

Doesn't it mean that He has to face more than a hundred big demons at the same time?

When did the big monster become cabbage on the roadside?

No! wrong……

Chen Yi shook his head and was not frightened by the scene in front of him.

There are more than a hundred big demons, which is really terrifying.

Even if the old mother really has the ability of a fairy, she shouldn't be so exaggerated.

What a deception it must be!

"Pretend to be a ghost..."

Chen Yi stood in the pear garden, raised the colorful glass lamp, and wanted to forcefully activate the black fire again.

Everywhere in the pear garden, fairy paintings trembled.

More than a hundred old mothers stopped what they were doing.

The next moment, they walked out of the painting.