Zhi dust goddess, two tears of stone statue!


    "Ding Dong!" "Ding Dong!"


    Two drops of stone tears fell on the ground, the entire square, as if only the sound of these two tears.


    Hundreds of saints were so ashamed that tens of thousands of practitioners were shocked.


    Meng Ziqiu and other great Confucians all paid homage to the goddess Zhichen.


    Mo Yuxi, Wenruo, Wang spider, Yifeng and others all look at this scene with astonishment.


    Tears in stone statues? Can stone statues cry? Can stone statues feel the great sadness?


    On the platform.


    Sima Yuntian also looked at the two drops of tears landing, saw the tears of Zhi dust goddess, Sima Yuntian''s face suddenly showed a trace of bitter smile.


    Only two tears have told everything. He turned his head and stared at the painting and calligraphy in front of him.


    As soon as the nine "bitter" characters were produced, the painting and calligraphy were already perfect.


    It''s a good painting of life.


    "Hoo!"


    The sky, which was formed by Sima Yuntian''s painting, was suddenly forced back by a great momentum and instantly retracted into the painting scroll.


    Painting? The situation changes suddenly!


    The original draw of the fight, the winner, Sima Yuntian''s painting, strange defeat!


    As for the "book", let alone that, although Sima Yuntian''s "book" may not be inferior to Yan Chuan''s, in front of him, the two tears of Zhi Chen goddess and the shame of Bai Sheng have already told everything.


    "The goddess Zhi Chen created all kinds of spirits in the world, and the mother of all spirits was infected by Yan Chuan''s nine sufferings?"


    "Stone statues can shed tears. This painting and calligraphy is too sad!"


    "All saints are ashamed and the goddess is crying!"


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    The eyes of the practitioners gradually became clear. The articles written by Yan Chuan and Sima Yuntian all exceeded the upper limit of everyone''s identification. However, it was easy to do all these things because everyone could see who was better at this moment.


    Yan Chuan!


    Yan Chuan''s nine bitter sad Fu! It''s a huge reversal! Not only did he beat Sima Yuntian in the article, but also raised the painting of Mr. Wen Ruo to a higher level.


    Win! Yan Chuan won!


    Yan Chuan, two wins, one defeat and one draw!


    Sima Yuntian, two defeats, one win and one draw!


    Standing on the platform, Yan Chuan stares at the goddess Zhi Chen.


    "I don''t know the ancient catastrophes. This is my feeling after listening to tiannv''s words. I wrote this article, and I don''t know how the disaster of ancient catastrophes, goddess, I don''t know how you were able to turn the tide back, the world disaster. If I am strong, I will not let history repeat. If I am strong, I will defend our world! ”


    in his heart, Yan Chuan looked at the statue of goddess in silence.


    "Boom


    The sky suddenly exploded, and fengshence suddenly shook violently. The golden light that enveloped Sima Yuntian was instantly included in the fengshence, and instantly gathered to Yanchuan.


    "Hum!"


    No need for others to judge, fengshence has decided the final victory or defeat!


    Yan Chuan a nine bitter prose Fu, can feel the world, victory or defeat, worthy of the name!


    Sima Yuntian watched the golden light disappear all over his body and reached out to catch it. However, once the golden light went, he didn''t return at all. Sima Yuntian shows a trace of bitterness.


    In turn, Sima Yuntian looks at Yan Chuan again.


    There is no jealousy, only a sense of war, a will not admit defeat!


    In the light world.


    Meng Lingtian, with five disciples, quietly looks at the picture of heaven''s Congress.


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