Doutu Continent

The hero is replaced.

The rain in Weilong City is still falling, and it doesn't mean to stop at all.The rain was getting heavier and continuous, and the morale of the fighters who were trapped in the city was washed away by the rain, and the morale was lost bit by bit.

A few hours later, the sky was still dark, and even because the sun was covered by the black clouds, it set from the west in accordance with the laws of nature, ending the day's journey, and the sky became darker and boundless, which encouraged the breeding of evil spirits.

Evil spirits keep appearing.After several hours of fighting, everyone was exhausted. They curled up in the enchantment that everyone set up together, divided into several groups and took turns to rest. When the rest time was up, they were shaken awake and continued to fight. Unleash the finishing touch.

The ghost master Gong Yangyi has never had a rest. Whenever a happy villain attracts a large number of evil spirits to appear, he will be the first to use his paintings specially designed to destroy evil spirits and suppress evil spirits, and blast the gathered evil spirits into thin air.

Because if you don't do this, the enemies of the Demon Qin Realm hiding in the dark will gather a large number of evil spirits and take action to eliminate the villain.The war drawing is just the most common painting, and the happy villain is extremely fragile.When it dissipated, these evil spirits bit and scratched the innocent people around in groups, causing a lot of damage.

The doctors of Wang's Medical Center were busy treating the wounded, even with Bian Que's assistance, there was no time to treat them.Fortunately, they still have life-continuing charts, and the Dou Tu masters were able to save their lives when they were dying, and they did not die because they could not receive treatment or the treatment was not timely.

"Mr. Gongyang, please take a rest." Miracle Doctor Wang handed him a glass of water and said with a tired face.

Gong Yangyi sat on Buyu, but the four ghosts who carried Buyu disappeared.Because he wanted to save his cultivation, he no longer summoned them.

"Thank you." Gong Yangyi took the water and took a sip. Because he was too tired, he had a hard time drinking it. After moistening his lips a little, he was in no mood to drink any more.

He put down his glass and shouted to the people next to him, "Why are you being lazy? Have you finished copying all my paintings!"

"No...it's a bit difficult." A young painter shrank his neck and replied after being reprimanded fiercely by him.

"Drawing even if it's difficult! Evil ghosts like you, a cutie who doesn't even have a single evil drawing! Take every bite without chewing. Is laziness and slack important, and life is important?"

"I draw! I'll draw!"

After being yelled at by Gong Yangyi's violent temper, the young artist hurriedly copied a "Picture of Breaking Evil" at hand.

There are many, many others like him.Those with good aptitude were all sucked into the inheritance map of the saint of painting, leaving these crooked melons and cracked dates in Gong Yangyi's view.Facts have proved that their strength is indeed uneven, and their future is worrying.

Many people find it difficult to even copy the simplest "Evil Breaking Map".But there are evil spirits watching outside the barrier, urging and motivating them to work hard.All the painting masters in Weilong City gathered together to copy Gong Yangyi's painting to restrain evil spirits, hoping to get out of trouble.

The ever-increasing prestige allowed Gong Yangyi to replenish the cultivation base that had been consumed, allowing him to continue fighting.Even the aftereffects of using complementary color maps that caused a sharp drop in his cultivation base were compensated by these reputations, sending him back to his peak state as a painter.

Master Gui is recognized as the most powerful Doutu Master in Weilong City, and the backbone in the eyes of others.As long as he does not fall, there is still hope for this city already occupied by evil spirits.

But in a war, not only one person's strength can turn things around.At least he can't do it with his peak painter's strength, unless he is a master of painting, or even a saint of painting.

"Quickly copy it! If you can't draw it, you will die. I can't sleep for three days! Relying on others is worse than relying on yourself!" Gong Yangyi urged violently. "Everyone supervises each other! Whoever is lazy and doesn't copy my paintings, throw him out to save space when the enchantment can't last!"

In response to his soaring reputation, people continued to copy successful paintings under fatal pressure.

Although in times of crisis, Gong Yangyi did his part to take the lead, but he did not change his temper, accompanied by constant reprimands, this hero was a bit different...

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At the other end, in Gongyang's mansion, Gu Qingzhou opened his eyes, and his eyes gradually gained focus.

"I'm still alive?" He looked at the ceiling, feeling familiar.When he got up from the bed suddenly, he looked around and found out where he was.

"This is... Gongyang Mansion, my room! How could I come back here?" He raised his hand to caress his forehead, and after a while, he realized that the forbidden spirit cuffs on his wrist had also been untied.

The hands are free again, the cultivation base in the body is extremely smooth, and the feeling is better than ever.Not only is his cultivation base no longer sealed, but even the internal injuries he suffered before coma disappeared.A bitter taste of medicine remained in his mouth, who helped him?

Gu Qingzhou remembered that he fell from a high place, lay on his back on the ground, was slapped by the rain, and in his blurred vision, Tao Chu was not far away from him, and the evil spirit was not far away from him.He thought he couldn't see the sun tomorrow, until he saw a person.

The figure that appeared in his hazy vision was very similar to Xie Chunfeng.

As soon as the name of his former best friend came to Gu Qingzhou's mind, he felt a faint pain in his chest.He raised his eyes, and found that on the case table, there was a painting conspicuously placed horizontally. There were several scratches and bumps on the framed scroll of the painting, as if telling people how rough it had been treated.

"This is?" Gu Qingzhou hurried forward and opened the scroll.

The unwilling face on the scroll appeared in front of him, followed by countless memories in his mind.

"Xie Chunfeng." He said, knowing it was impossible.

But Gu Qingzhou can at least be sure that the person who brought him back to the Gongyang Mansion has nothing to do with Tao Chu.Because the painting that the other party threw on him without cherishing it should have been left on the carriage, but now it was treated with care and rolled up and placed in his room.

At least he was sure that the person who rescued him must know him.

"Master Gongyang?" Gu Qingzhou had a suspect.

He opened the door and went out, looking for traces of the ghost master.After walking a few steps, I saw someone releasing "Ghosts and Gods Suppressing Souls" in the distance.

With such grandeur, the eye-catcher is at least a painter.Isn't Master Gongyang in the mansion?

He searched all the way, and the noise he made drew a response from others.

"Little Master Gu—" Wang Xiaoliu called out in a low voice.He and several other servants of the Gongyang Mansion hid in the storage room behind the kitchen. They were frightened by the evil spirits all over the sky and did not dare to take a step out of the door.

Hearing Gu Qingzhou's voice, he mustered up his courage, opened a crack in the door, and poked his head out.

"Little Master Gu, my master hasn't come back. He told us to hide, and you should hide with us too!"

"I'm Dou Tushi." Gu Qingzhou declined.The other party is just a group of ordinary people, and it is lucky to be able to protect himself from harm, but he has the ability to protect himself and more people.

He asked, "How did I get back? Did you see anyone?"

Wang Xiaoliu shook his head.He didn't even know when Gu Qingzhou would come back.

Seeing that there was nothing useful to ask from Wang Xiaoliu's mouth, Gu Qingzhou told them to keep hiding.

"Master Gongyang—" Gu Qingzhou continued to search.

He suddenly remembered that when he brought Tao Chu to Gongyang's mansion to find him, Gongyangyi had stuffed something for him to keep away.

At that time, Gu Qingzhou didn't look at it carefully, so he put it in the badge.After Tao Chu made a fuss, he had no chance to watch it.

He quickly turned it out from the badge, it was a brocade box.He opened the brocade box, and a book that still exuded the fragrance of ink, obviously just copied, appeared in front of his eyes.

"This is..." Gu Qingzhou flipped through a few pages and found that it was the secret book that Master Gongyang promised to give him after the Christmas celebration.It records the method of repairing Huixin non-destructively with the treasure.

This secret book was supposed to be given to him by the other party when they went with him to the Qing Yuan to meet their master, Mo Xuetao.Gong Yangyi suddenly handed it over to him at this time, obviously because the other party didn't have the confidence to survive the catastrophe of Weilong City, so he entrusted it to him because he was afraid of missing an appointment with him.

Gu Qingzhou looked up again and saw that in the distant sky, evil spirits and evil spirits were biting each other.

Those evil spirits have different strengths and forms, and it is obvious that they are not released by one person. Although it seems that the two are evenly matched, this is the first day of the three-day inheritance.

Gu Qingzhou decided to do something, he started to look through his emoji package, most of the works he drew were auxiliary.

At this time, he suddenly saw something!

Gu Qingzhou took out the dragon-carved wooden box from the badge, which contained his Gu family's most precious five-color finishing pen.

According to records, even ordinary people who get this pen can draw dragons and summon wind and rain, mobilize soldiers from the shadows, and draw birds to ride and fly. They have at least the level of drawing kings.So what kind of strength will he, a peak painter, possess with five-color finishing pens?

Wait, maybe it's not just the pinnacle artist!

Gu Qingzhou thought of the few paintings he sold recently, which were so popular that they were often out of stock, and almost everyone had a copy, and he could feel his reputation growing every day.

Gu Qingzhou immediately changed into a dark robe from Moyuan, put a black gold mask on his face, and fixed it behind his head with gold tassels, ignoring the gem and bead chains hanging from both ends of the mask.

When he changed his identity to Ye Mofan, the huge prestige he gained with this vest began to pour into his body continuously, hitting the bottleneck of his cultivation.

click -

Something was starting to crack inside him.

Kaka-

More and more cracks are created, but it does him no harm, only wonderful benefits.

The promotion barrier that plagued Gu Qingzhou was vulnerable to the impact of countless prestige, and was shattered by the huge consciousness.

The instantaneously skyrocketing cultivation base crazily circulated around Gu Qingzhou's body, strengthening his tendons and internal organs, and forcing out impurities in his body to achieve the purpose of marrow washing.

Gu Qingzhou opened the two-layer body protection mask uncontrollably.

Two layers of mask, which means he has become a painter.

But the prestige is still pouring in continuously, without stopping, and Zhou Tian runs automatically over and over again.

Junior painters - second-grade painters, did not gradually stop until they reached the peak painters.The speed of upgrading is unprecedented.Even after experiencing it personally, Gu Qingzhou was taken aback.

"Master Gongyang is the person with the highest level of cultivation in Weilong City. He performed the complementary color method for me, and his cultivation level has dropped."

"And now I have become a pinnacle painter like him. So, now I am the highest-level fighter in this city?"

Gu Qingzhou said the words that made Gong Yangyi want to hit someone.

He retracted the two layers of protective masks around his body, and looked down at the wooden box containing his own treasured five-color finishing pen.

"Master Gongyang, face it when you say you can't escape, the times make heroes. How can I let you fight alone? God's will, it seems that I will be the hero!"

He opened the wooden box, and the box didn't budge.The Cyclops, who didn't have enough blood to absorb him, and one eye that wasn't filled enough, was looking at him with a bloodshot eye on the wooden box, as if mocking him.

"Cough, the first step to becoming a hero is blood transfusion first." Gu Qingzhou pressed his finger on the wooden box resignedly.