Painter

Chapter 119: Chapter 110

The palace walls of the old imperial city were six feet thick, which could be regarded as impenetrable, but compared with the mountain-like monster body, it was even thinner than the spring shirt.The lights outside the wall were still on, and the colorful lanterns were still flying, and the sound of killing horns seemed to turn this bustling city into a wartime frontier in an instant.

The cries of a monster attack spread throughout the old imperial city in an instant, but the monster appeared suddenly, and the people in the old imperial city hadn't responded yet. Most of the palace city had been crushed to powder. Duiyue was only two hundred zhang away, which was only a few steps away from this monster as huge as a mountain.Nowadays, there are many masters in the old imperial city. It is said that the grand sacrificial wine of Qianyuan Academy and the general of Fengchenwei are all accompanying him, but this big monster gave up his life in exchange for this moment of time, and died in his body. Touched Dui Yue before.

Under Dui Yue, in the Danxin Pavilion, an old man in yellow robe who was cleaning the vermilion clay flowerpot raised his eyebrows.The old man's surname is Huang and his name is Qi. He is a practitioner of the upper class of knowledge.

The realm of Taoist practice is divided into five realms, and the gap between the five realms is like a moat. Practitioners at the upper level of the realm of knowledge are important figures no matter where they are, but this old man is not well-known.After he left Qianyuan Academy in his thirties, he came here to guard Duiyue for more than 40 years. For more than 40 years of waiting, it seems that it is only for this moment.The old man in yellow robe picked up the iron ruler on the table, and in an instant, his figure disappeared, leaving only the flickering flames on the candlestick.

When the dark yellow shadow flashed out of the Danxin Pavilion, the palace walls had been completely destroyed, and half of the demon body had been squeezed into the palace.

The bricks collapsed, the strong wind howled, the sound of killing horns was blown to Wangyuepo with the wind, and the clothes of the gentleman in white were rattling.

Ji Yijiu looked at the damaged part of the palace wall and suddenly felt bad.The thick city wall has collapsed, but there are still a few thin bricks left on the inner wall, hanging stubbornly in mid-air, as if attached to an invisible screen.Under the chaotic flames, there are looming shadows of divine birds and strange beasts.

Only then did Ji Yijiu see the picture of Wanling Chaoyuan with his own eyes. He gasped for breath. Although the picture had been damaged, the miraculousness still remained.

He stared at the blue shadow in the painting, like a gambler calling a dice clock, and said in a low voice, "Bump!"

No need for Ji Yijiu to say, Xuan Yao has already slammed into the weak picture that is as thin as a cicada's wings, moving forward without hesitation.At this moment, a faint blue light flashed across the broken wall, and a green-scale monster with a human head and a snake body appeared in front of Xuan Yao, spitting out black letters.

At the same time, it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands lit up lanterns of different colors in the darkness, and countless pairs of monster eyes appeared on the palace wall.

Xuan Yao's movements seem to be slow, but from the time it appeared and smashed through the palace wall to the time when Wan Ling Chaoyuan Tu was activated, only two breaths had passed. "Quick, quick." Ji Yijiu murmured silently in his heart. At this time, the situation can be changed with a flick of a finger.Cang Bi had already been wounded by Lu Zijing, so he must not be able to stop Xuanzhao.Ji Yijiu looked at the green scales on the snake coldly, but he felt bad.Although the Cang Bi's body looked very petite in front of Xuan Yao, but the green scales were clean and shiny, tight and neat, how could it look half injured?

As soon as this idea popped up, Cang Bi's figure was getting taller and taller.In the blink of an eye, he became almost at the same level as Xuan Yao, holding a large pitch-black blade with both hands, and slashed at Xuan Yao's snake head.

Ji Yijiu's pupils shrank, and the fist behind his back was clenched violently.

Xuan Yao flicked the snake's head on the right side, bit the black blade, and made a loud bang, the bricks of the city collapsed, and the wind suddenly rose!Xuan Yao's body shook, but he still didn't stop his charge, but the snake's head that was touching the blade showed signs of dying.

With a clang, there was another loud noise like sharpening a knife, and Cang Bi twisted the knife.Half of the sharp snake's teeth collapsed and pierced into the city wall.The snake head on the right side of Xuan Yao was stunned by the shock, Cang Bi raised the knife and dropped it, the black blade cut into the snake's neck, halfway into the flesh, green blood spurted out!

Xuan Yao let out an earth-shattering howl, but rushed into the palace with even greater momentum!He rushed towards Dui Yue who was not far away, ignoring the half-broken snake's head drooping, blood flowing like a waterfall.At this time, another gust of wind hit.A pair of giant wings loomed in the darkness. The divine bird grabbed the snake's head with its claws, lifted it up, and then tore it off with a loud sound.

Xuan Yao let out a mournful cry, and after a moment of stagnation, another demon shadow appeared on the west side. The demon shadow had a single horn on its forehead, a white mane and golden hair, and looked like a tiger. ".Although Dubu has a huge body, his steps are light, and he didn't step through half of the city bricks.It appeared next to Xuan Yao, raised its paw and slapped it, Xuan Yao retracted its neck to avoid it.

Although the two monsters are huge in size, their movements are as swift as cats and snakes fighting each other.But under restraint from all sides, Dubu only tested his claws a few times, and then stopped holding his hand. With a bang, he slapped the snake's head to the ground, like a cat playing with a mouse, his claws firmly pressed down on the snake's head.A black blade followed closely behind, slashing over with one slash, beheading the snake's head until only the skin and flesh remained, and another slash completely beheading the snake's head!

Although the snake's head was severed, its life was still alive, and it still bared its fangs and gnawed hard.Although the monster's body was headless, it was still running on all fours. The exquisitely carved city bricks rolled up, and huge ravines were plowed out on the ground!

In front, there was a man dressed in yellow who appeared under Dui Yue, and drew a boundary line with the iron ruler in his hand touching the ground.

At this time, the headless demon body still hasn't stopped charging, but it is obviously at the end of its strength, and the mountain-like body keeps shrinking with the spurt of green blood.With a loud bang, it hit the invisible boundary line drawn by the iron ruler, and was finally stopped.

The thick four legs were still crawling unwillingly, but they could only push away the layers of floor tiles. After pulling for a while, the movements gradually weakened, and soon there was no movement.

The shadows of monsters that appeared in Wan Lingchao Yuan's map quietly waited until the mysterious monster stopped moving, and then disappeared into the night like light ink falling into water.The place where Xuanyao died was only a few tens of feet away from Duiyue. Its supernatural powers had been lost, but it was still as big as a hill.The old man in the yellow robe held the iron ruler in his hand, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed his hands in respect to the place where the ghost shadows disappeared.

This fight ended extremely quickly, until Xuan Yao died under Dui Yue, and the city guards from all directions were still gathering, and the figures of dozens of supernatural powers appeared near the demon corpse.

Outside the old imperial city, on Wangyue Slope, Ji Yijiu looked at the miserable monster body at the end through the gap in the palace wall.Just a little bit, Xuanzhao was able to touch Duiyue.Unwillingness, sorrow, and anger were mixed in his heart.His eyes shifted to the cyan figure hanging in mid-air, his eyes were cold.Tu Shan's news was wrong, and this Cangbi was not injured at all.

"Tu Shanshi!"

After saying these three words coldly, Wang Yuepo's white clothes melted into the shadow like water.

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This demon attack that happened in the middle of the night came and went quickly, from the Xuan Yao risking his life to invade the old imperial city to his death under Dui Yue, it took only dozens of breaths to pass.Although the demon body has lost the slightest sound, the traces of destruction still indicate an astonishing change.

The Fengchen army and supernatural beings scattered throughout Xuandu were quickly called back. Under Duiyue, the lights were like daylight, and Fengchenwei General Jiang Dulu stood under the headless monster body, and saw several old bruises on the tortoise shell. Old Dao Hen recognized the identity of this monster, and was deeply moved. Yu Yuan Xuanzhao is also a big monster. If he stayed in Yu Yuan honestly, he could live for at least a hundred years, but he dared to show up in Xuandu, giving up a thousand years of Taoism.

Cao Yun, the general manager of the palace, was very disturbed when he saw the traces of the damage to the palace and the tragic monster. He had stayed in the palace for more than 20 years, and he knew everything in the palace. The damaged part of the palace wall was obviously repaired a while ago The place.I heard that the painting of Wanling Chaoyuan is quite miraculous. Could it be that the painting was damaged during that painting, which gave the demon a chance to take advantage of it?
Cao Yun secretly sighed, the sage came to Xuandu yesterday, and he didn't have time to report the mural, and it turned out that this kind of accident happened only one day later.If there was something wrong with Cang Bi Tu, how could he take responsibility?
At this moment, a palace official approached: "Director Cao?"

Cao Yun was startled, "What?"

Gong Ren said: "The sage calls you to go."

Cao Yun's heart fell to the bottom of the valley, his complexion turned pale, and he followed the palace servants to the north.

After walking more than a hundred feet, I saw a pair of black clothes.He took a deep breath, restrained his panic, stepped forward and saluted, "I have seen the saint."

"Don't be so flustered, I have something to ask you, look up."

Cao Yun originally thought that a sudden change had just occurred in the palace, and the saint would be furious.

But seeing that Emperor Dayong Li Yin was not angry, he turned his gaze away from the floating painting in the damaged part of the palace city, and asked, "Who painted the painting on the wall?"

(End of this chapter)