Doutu Continent

The white-clothed swordsman came from the sky

With previous experience, Gu Qingzhou pressed his finger on the lid of the box, and did not forget to take out a bowl of blood-enriching soup from the badge and drink it.

During this period of time, due to anemia, he also paid attention to food supplements. He ate a series of red dates and longan, pork liver soup, donkey-hide gelatin, sesame and walnut soup as snacks, which made Gong Yangyi look at him strangely and shook his head Sigh, it seems that he is so weak at such a young age, and he sighs very much.

Gu Qingzhou didn't want this either.He pricks blood every day, and feeds his own blood to the dragon on the box little by little.When he found that this was useful, these days, he has been accumulating blood donations, and finally fed the dragon with blind eyes on the back of the box into a one-eyed dragon with bloodshot eyes.

"..."

Although I don't know why the ancestors of the Gu family designed the mechanism to open the five-color finishing pen in such a way that it was almost embarrassing for him, Gu Qingzhou, but he believed that his ancestors would do this, and there must be a deep meaning that he didn't know.

These days, the indirect blood sucked by the dragon on the wooden box did not make Gu Qingzhou's vision of that day appear in his mind.Today's situation is critical, and there is no way to avoid it. Gu Qingzhou can only let the box suck a lot of blood from his fingers. Fortunately, these days, he is planning ahead, so that he doesn't have to donate blood that can make him faint at one time, which delays major events.

A familiar fantasy was born in Gu Qingzhou's mind.

In the next scene, he saw the white dragon plunge into the space crack, blackening the water of the lotus pond.Because of its intrusion in the other world, the earth became pitch black, the sky became gray, and the lotus flowers of various colors in the pool were also dyed black lotus under the influence of the black water.

In the vicissitudes of life, I don't know how long it has passed, Gu Qingzhou noticed that Mo Lian, who was in the heart of the pool, moved.The lotus was originally a golden lotus with the largest bone among all lotus flowers.When it suddenly bloomed, a white and tender baby was born in it.

Gu Qingzhou thought he was dazzled, how could there be a baby in the lotus?

But when he wanted to raise his hand and rub his eyes, he realized that he was in consciousness, and what he saw was a period of history that happened many years ago.

The pink and tender baby opened her small hands, lying in the lotus and talking to herself.A white dragon suddenly poked its head out of the ink pool and approached the baby.

This white dragon is small, not as thick as chopsticks.However, Gu Qingzhou recognized that it was the culprit that caused the entire alien world to change drastically!But I don't know why it has become so small.

Seeing Bailong pounce on the baby, Gu Qingzhou was anxious, but he couldn't stop it.

To his surprise, the baby reached out and grabbed the little white dragon, giggling, very happy.The white dragon seemed to be very happy wrapped in the baby's hands, as if it was already a part of the baby, and when it got close to each other, it returned to its original body.

Other lotus flowers, influenced by the playfulness of the baby and the dragon, compete to open one by one, revealing the baby wrapped in lotus petals.

The little baby with the white dragon wrapped around its arm began to change its appearance, as if someone had fast-forwarded it, and it grew from a baby to a young man in the blink of an eye.

He fell into the water, the ink lotus turned into his clothes, and the little white dragon with the thickness of chopsticks also grew up with him, regaining some of the former deterrence, surrounding the young man, transforming from entity to phantom.

The young man opened his eyes as black as lacquer, and walked ashore step by step from the ink pool.His body was not stained with a trace of water, but was churning with ink.This ink aura gave Gu Qingzhou a sense of familiarity, like the evil that rained down on Weilong City, and also like the sinister aura permeating those evil spirits.

"This ink pool... and this person, is it related to the Demon Qin Realm?" Gu Qingzhou guessed.

A thought flashed through his mind, and Gu Qingzhou's perspective had been withdrawn from the foreign land filled with ink, and returned to the sky of lightning, thunder and dark clouds.As far as the eye can see, there are space cracks everywhere.

It's Doutujie!He went back to the moment when Hua Dao was born.

Gu Qingzhou even saw two white dragons churning in the clouds, each of them got into a crack in space and disappeared.

But this time, his vision no longer followed a white dragon that had plunged into the ink pool, but followed another white dragon involuntarily.

This time, the space that was torn apart and invaded by the white dragon did not undergo a devastating change.Because it is nothingness, nothing.

There is no life, no flowers and trees, not even the sun, moon and stars, it is as dead as a lonely grave.There are only various unknown ancient symbols in the space, they are suspended in mid-air messily.

The white dragon struggled painfully in this void, trying to escape through the crack, but its body was being assimilated by this void world.

It watched itself being devoured, and the dragon body gradually disappeared and ceased to exist, turning into a symbol.The white dragon that can call wind and rain, the remaining consciousness is suspended in mid-air, becoming one of many symbols.

However, when Gu Qingzhou saw this scene, his spirit was shaken, and his consciousness almost lost his mind.Because the symbol is an eye.

A symbol that appeared on the arm of a man in his studio the night he was taken out of his painting heart.

coincidence?still……

While Gu Qingzhou was still thinking, he felt that the suction from his fingers disappeared, and his consciousness completely bounced out of these fantasies, returning to reality.

Before using this wooden box, because the sun was setting, Gu Qingzhou had to light candles to dispel the surrounding darkness.But when he returned to reality, it was already daylight.

Looking at the residual candle on the candlestick.Looking at the whiteness of the sky in the distance, Gu Qingzhou, accompanied by candlelight around him, did not know how long he had been in the sea of ​​consciousness this time.

click-

There was a slight sound from the wooden box, and the mechanism was unlocked.

He opened the carved dragon wooden box, and an inconspicuous brush appeared in his sight, which was completely different from the beautiful appearance Gu Qingzhou imagined.It was the pen that Zhang Sengyou used to touch the two white dragons on the temple wall in that illusion.

"Five-color finishing pen!" The corners of Gu Qingzhou's mouth under the mask curled up, and as Ye Mofan, he picked it up and pinched it in his hand.

strength!Unprecedented powerful power filled his body.The huge cultivation base instantly covered the entire Weilong City, and everything in the city was in front of his eyes and could not escape his control.

He "saw" the "Picture of Misty Rain in Weilong City" suspended above the celebration platform, and he could clearly see the stains on the scroll.

He "saw" how the evil spirits breed, and "saw" Gong Yangyi commanding a group of fighting map masters to fight.

He "saw" several of Qin Wuji's subordinates, but he couldn't find any trace of him, not even Tao Chu, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead.

He even "saw" the prototype of the annoying dog. The Shiba Inu seemed to sense his gaze, grinning and looking up at the sky, showing a demonic expression.

Gu Qingzhou quickly took his "sight" away from it.

Feeling his own strength, Gu Qingzhou walked out of the Gongyang Mansion, because the surrounding enchantment could no longer accommodate his growing and powerful cultivation, and it would collapse from the inside at any time.

He left the Gongyang Mansion and walked all the way, the evil spirits scattered.

Passing by, those ordinary people who were suddenly no longer entangled by the ink energy found themselves recovered, and followed him spontaneously, regardless of who he was or where he was going.

Until a Dou Tushi recognized him.

"Ye Mofan?"

"This Moyuan outfit, and the mask, can't be wrong, it's him!"

"Ye Mofan!"

"What is the level of his cultivation? Why do evils disperse wherever he passes?"

Ye Mofan turned his head, looked at the people following him, raised his hand and drew a circle on the ground.

After becoming a painter, he has the ability to set up protective barriers to protect more people.With the blessing of the five-color finishing pen, the enchantment set up has a larger range and is more indestructible.

With Ye Mofan's unique voice, he said in a muffled voice, "Stop!"

These people want to follow him, but he doesn't intend to be surrounded by people watching how he uses his treasure.

It's not that the money is not revealed, but that he is worried about whether he can escape from the siege of these people after using it, and keep his identity.

He came to a secluded open space alone, and raised his hand to use the five-color finishing pen to release his skills.

In Doutu Continent, apprentice painters need to use special pens to complete the finishing touch. After being recognized by the painting master and becoming a painter, they do not need the assistance of pens.

But when a painter mobilizes the power of the treasure to complete his skills, it means that he is going to amplify his moves.

"Drawing the ground as a prison!" This is a skill that can only be used by at least a master of painting, but with the help of the five-color finishing touch pen, he successfully displayed it, and sealed the mutated "Weilong City Misty Rain Map" on the celebration stage.

The ground is a prison, and even the golden light inheritance that it continuously releases is also imprisoned in this small space.Let those new evil spirits that continue to breed can no longer disperse.

"What is that? Help, we have reinforcements!" Everyone who had been paying attention to this painting soon realized that a turning point was coming.

"Draw the ground as a prison? Who is it!" Gong Yangyi almost stood up from the step when he saw the skill being cast suddenly.Reluctantly, without the help of the four ghosts, and a lot of cultivation was wasted, Gong Yangyi tried to blink, but just changed to a decent posture and sat up straight.

He secretly touched the teleportation map with his fingers, intending to interrupt it before the teleportation if it had any effect.

But to Gongyangyi's disappointment, the teleportation map didn't work at all.The person he guessed and expected to come here to save people in danger is far away from Qingyun Academy of Painting.

Knowing that it was almost impossible for Mo Xuetao to come and make the shot, Gong Yangyi's straight waist returned to normal, and he sat limply on the Buyu to rest, but he was still curious about who made the shot.

There is no Mr. Hua in Weilong City at all, how did the other party break through the shield around Weilong City and come to help?

The information is not equal, even if Gong Yangyi is beaten to death, he would not guess that the person who shot was his half-disciple.

Ye Mofan started to clean up the chaos in the city.

"Evil Breaking Map"!He chose to embellish this painting by Gong Yangyi.The entire Weilong City is covered by him, and there is nowhere to hide evil spirits. As soon as this picture is shown, all the places that have been touched by the rain are full of ink.

Those fighters who were soaked in the rain and didn't bother to pull out the ink gas, and ordinary people who were unable to dispel the ink gas and were drenched in the rain, causing the disease to break out and the violence in their hearts to expand, the ink on their bodies at this moment The air billowed into the sky, and the huge ink air covered the sky and the sun, and it could no longer dissipate naturally in the air.

Ye Mofan, who was wearing a black gold-stitched mask, raised his pen again.

"Evil Ghosts Exorcising Evil", "Ghosts and Gods Suppressing Souls"...

Gong Yangyi once taught him to copy works, not a single one wasted.

Countless evil spirits and the ink that was so thick that it condensed in the air all disappeared in these paintings designed to restrain them.

The wails of countless evil spirits were pleasing to the ears of everyone, and they no longer panicked.

After cleaning up the remnants, Ye Mofan's consciousness was concentrated on the celebration stage.

Under the influence of the painting ground being a prison, the tainted work of the painting saint's inheritance is still in operation.However, the misty rain in Weilong City for three days and three nights could only be grievously concentrated on this platform.The newborn evil spirits were also squeezed into a small space, unable to get out with their fangs and claws.

The paintings that Ye Mofan used just now were all made by Master Gongyang. This time he will use his own famous work, a painting that once saved many Mo Academy disciples for him in Moxi Mountain. Paintings in front of people.

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Ye Mofan nodded.

Instantly, everyone heard a loud voice.

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is good for reincarnation. If you don't believe it, look up and see who the heavens will forgive!"

Deafening.

The white-clothed swordsman came from the sky, holding the sword in his hand high.

Boom!

The thunder and lightning illuminated the entire Weilong City.