This pointer showed that there was no trace of murderous intent. However, the spiritual realm of the young man in white robe has undergone tremendous changes. The world has been turned upside down, the mountains and rivers are hanging upside down, the stars and the moon have lost their light, and they have entered the apocalypse in an instant. The young man in white robe expressionlessly stretched out his hand.
, as if time and space were separated, and Zhang Jun's magical power was expelled.
Zhang Jun is not discouraged, he just had a small test of his skills. His magical powers are ever-changing. He can live people, kill people, create all things, evolve all kinds of laws, and is omnipotent.
The young man in white robe is proud and independent, with peerless appearance. Every move he makes can resonate with the Dao, and all laws follow him. He seems to be the center of the universe, the will of heaven and earth. As Zhang Jun continues to display his magical powers, he also displays various
Incredible means, splitting mountains and rivers with hands, falling stars with fingers.
On the other hand, Zhang Jun has a calm look, always pointing his finger lightly. As time goes by, his attacks become more sharp, with sword energy, sword light, mountains, thunder and lightning, and many natural laws...
Under his control, they attacked the white-robed young man one after another.
However, the latter is not a vegetarian either. He is like a banished immortal who came to the world and became a god. He can destroy the world with one finger and shatter the world with one punch. Although Zhang Jun's attack is powerful, it is still difficult to gain the upper hand.
The fight between the two sides was in full swing, and the expressionless face appeared again, watching the fight quietly. When Zhang Jun forced the man in white back with a punch, he sighed in admiration and said: "It's amazing, you can compete with Shennong in his youth.
The Emperor's tie shows your strong qualifications and great potential."
"What? Emperor Shennong?" Zhang Jun was startled. He never expected that the person in front of him was the ancestor of the Shennong Sect. Without saying a word, he bowed his head and bowed very respectfully.
The young man in white robe stopped taking action at this moment. He glanced at Zhang Jun and gradually disappeared.
"Is it over?" Zhang Jun asked.
"It is difficult to surpass the great emperor when he was young. In fact, if you continue to fight, you will definitely win." The man's face said, "There are nine people behind you. I believe you can persevere and hone your great power. It is in
The seventh level is of great use." After saying that, he disappeared.
Zhang Jun did not ask about the identities of the next eight people. Each of these people was extremely majestic, stunningly talented, and mighty. They were either ancient emperors or mythical giants. Just their first appearance made the world feel better.
The shock was endless. Zhang Jun fought hard again and again. Among the eight battles, he drew six and won two. After the last game, he was exhausted.
The man's face appeared at this moment, and he said coldly: "I will take you to the seventh level." After saying that, he blew a breath without waiting for Zhang Jun to speak.
A whirlwind swept up Zhang Jun. He felt a lightness under his feet, and as the light and shadow changed, he entered a passage. The passage was circular, like a pipe, with infinite distance behind and no end in sight, and a tunnel in front.
A circular screen blocked it. He took a look and found that it was very weird. It seemed to be the critical point between the two worlds and was difficult to shake.
A human face appeared at the top of the screen and said: "If you want to pass through, you must use magical pen and ink to open the gate, otherwise you will be trapped here forever." After saying that, he disappeared again.
Zhang Jun was stunned, magical pen and ink? He glanced at the screen and immediately understood that he was asked to paint on it, but how to paint with magical power? Suddenly an idea came to him, and he immediately took out the Taoist Forbidden City and transformed it into a brush. He thought for a while
, and scratched the screen casually.
This time, he brought with him a trace of the murderous intention left behind by breaking through the level several times. With one stroke, a brilliant sword energy appeared behind him, and with a "boom", the endless passages dispersed, revealing a vast world of nothingness, as if
A picture scroll with no pen or ink embellishment on it.
Zhang Jun's eyes lit up and he immediately knew the key to this level. He thought to himself: "I have seen the nerves of creation and have the power of the Great Dao. This level should not be difficult for me. It is nothing more than the creation of the world."
After saying that, he splashed ink and swept some luck with the brush in his hand, and a picture of great rivers and mountains appeared on the screen. At the same time, the passage behind him had completely collapsed, and a whole new world was constructed under his pen. Landscape
Grassland, plains and deserts, birds and animals, flowers, birds, fish and insects, everything emerges in it, from virtual to real, vividly presented before your eyes.
At the beginning, Zhang Jun was able to do it with ease. However, halfway through the painting, he felt that his physical strength was severely exhausted and he had to take a large amount of magic pills to continue. This made him wary and thought to himself: "It seems that I will be energetic at every level."
No, it seems that there is still a lack of strength, and we will continue to improve it in the future."
When there was still one-tenth of the painting left, even the magic elixir was not enough to maintain his physical strength. In desperation, he had to take out a "celestial talisman" that enhanced his strength, and then he barely finished the last stroke.
When the masterpiece is finished, the world behind me "bang" and "comes to life". The fish inside are swimming, the birds are flying, the flowers are blooming, the trees are shaking, the wind is blowing and the rain is falling, the thunder is loud and the mist is misty, completely
It's just a world.
This painting consumed too much of Zhang Jun's energy. He stared at the painting, and suddenly a hint of enlightenment came to his mind, saying: "This level has made me understand the nerves of creation better. Could it be that the human world is also like this for others?"
Created?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the screen suddenly exploded. In the world he created, a smell of destruction and death filled the air. A human face appeared at the right time and said: "This is the eighth level. If you save the world, you will pass."
Zhang Jun didn't ask any more questions. He knew that this level was still testing his creation skills. Creation seemed to be the only ability needed in the nine levels. And if you understand creation, you also understand the origin.
The aura of death and destruction is getting stronger and stronger. There are two huge black shadows, one in the west and one in the north. The former represents death and the latter represents destruction. They exude a quasi-Da Luo level momentum, constantly
Unleash his power and corrupt the world he created.
Zhang Jun observed calmly. He knew that these two enemies were very powerful and they could never win with force. They had to find their weaknesses.
"All things in the heaven and earth have yin and yang. When there is destruction, there is creation. When there is survival, there is death. No one can disappear. If this is the case, then it is easy to handle." After saying this, he used the means of creation and nerves to create something.
This evolutionary vitality creates all things. In a blink of an eye, it seems like hundreds of millions of years have passed, and one species after another has been born. They have produced wisdom and established civilization.
These species will die after birth, but they also leave behind offspring. In this way, peace and death form a cycle. In this world, disasters often occur, such as landslides, violent winds, thunder and lightning, but the creatures have also learned to transform.
world, they work together with Zhang Jun to maintain the stability of the world.
In a trance, Zhang Jun saw the world he drew on the screen, forming a perfect circle, from birth to death, and from death to life; destruction after creation, and continued creation after destruction. Isn't this the way the world is?
Everything disappeared, and Zhang Jun changed greatly. He just stood there, as if he was moving. At some point, an old man with a white beard, riding a green bull, appeared in front of him. The old man had a red face and a smile.