The gray tiles and gray pavilion, with a strong ink fragrance, when Zhan An turned his gaze back, the turbulent city in front suddenly lost its original color.
It is a thick and clear ink line, which outlines the charm of the whole city of red lotus. Even the slightly undulating mountains in the distance and the few ancient pagodas have become the most distant scenery...
The person who sells candied haws is just a few sketches.
The waiter in the teahouse who solicits customers, he even has only a shadow of ink.
The carriages and passengers hurrying along, even though they are still, depict their toil and rush in detail.
Zhan An touched himself with his hands, wondering if he had also turned into an ink painting, but he still had flesh and blood and warmth.
"Which expert is hosting a banquet here to wait for Zhan? Zhan is flattered to draw this city." Zhan An said to the ink city in the painting.
The voice echoed in the painting city, but no one answered. On the long street facing Zhan'an, a dark shadow suddenly appeared. It seems a bit crowded and narrow under the feet!
The shadow of blackness came step by step, and the ink painting city was trembling. When it reached the cross road in front, those vendors, pedestrians, officers and soldiers had all disappeared, and the whole street was cleared, leaving only Zhan An and this giant Ink Beast!
The black thing is wearing armor, and its hair is swaying with the wind like a flame. Although it is completely drawn with black ink, because of the difference in ink color, it still gives people a powerful aura of red fire. !
"Fire Linlong?"
Zhan An recognized the creature.
And it was Mo Cheng's fire dragon, for some reason, when it stepped towards him, it was like a real fire dragon standing in front of it, its majesty and sacredness were not diminished at all!
Zhan'an is very clear that this is definitely not an illusion.
The painting city he is in is real, and the ink-painted fire dragon in front of him is even more real. As a mortal, he cannot be deceived by the little folk painting illusion.
The painter who drew the Red Lotus City here and waited for him to throw himself into the net must also be a peerless master...
But does Zulong City-State have such a strong man
Zhan'an has no memory of anyone who can reach this level. Taking painting as a reality, even the dragon he drew is not inferior to Huo Linlong himself!
"Since you want to kill me, why don't you see me? I'm also a mortal man of Zulong city-state, so I can be regarded as your senior anyway." Facing Huo Linlong's approach, Zhan An didn't take half a step back.
Still only his own voice was echoing, and the mortal painter had no intention of showing himself.
Zhan An frowned.
Could it be a strong foreigner?
In order to kill herself, did Li Ying not hesitate to ask foreign gods and mortals with a shy face
"Moo!!!!!!"
The Fire Linlong roared like a divine bull, and as it trampled on the ground, it saw a huge wave of flames rolling over half of the city.
The flame wave hit, even if the ink line fluctuated, the feeling of heat and impact force were no different from the fire of molten lava, Zhan'an's sleeves were about to burn.
Zhan An jumped up, as light as a wild goose, he stepped on the eaves of the ink, and quickly dodged in the direction of the tower behind him.
The ink flame wave washed away all the houses and pavilions on the street, and as the Huo Linlong chased after it, the ink flame wave surged higher and higher, almost swallowing the half of the city along the street!
Leaping up to the dome of the city tower, the body of the building is black, also made of ink, and Zhan An borrows strength from the corner of the eaves.
In an instant, the city tower was turned into fragments, and the bank stretched like a bow fully charged and left the string, and the body almost turned into a long phantom in the explosive ejection.
Passing through the waves of flames attacking the city, one could see a hole in the majestic fire curtain was actually broken by Zhan An.
Facing Huo Linlong directly, Zhan An was unarmed, but his fist shone with blazing light at this moment, and the surrounding Mocheng even distorted because of his punch!
"Boom~~~~~~~~~!"
Huo Linlong slid out backwards, and his fist burst out suddenly at the cross street, rushing the ink shadow city like a pool of spilled waste ink, and the whole painting city lost its original appearance for a while.
The Huo Linlong shook its body, it didn't fall over, but was knocked back by the force of the fist. Although the flames on its body were extinguished for a short time, with the roar of the domineering auspicious beast, ink flames surged up on it again, And it's even stronger than before!
Zhan'an's expression became a little dignified.
I thought that the ink-painted dragon had strength and power, but it was easy to break when touched, but I never thought that the ink-painted dragon would have such steel and iron bones, and my arm would feel a little numb when I punched it.
What's more, I haven't used my supernatural power for some years, and my strength is not as good as before.
Stepping back a bit for the time being, Zhan An stared at the Fire Linlong, trying to find its flaws in the phantom magic painting. Since it is a painting, there must be something completely different from the real thing. If you can find this painting City, the essence of drawing a dragon is effortless!
"Rumble rumble rumble~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
A huge noise sounded from the collapsed tower behind him, and Zhan An felt an unprecedented terrifying aura behind him, which made his neck chill and goosebumps all over his body!
He turned his head and saw the city wall...
The city wall of Red Lotus City is quite tall and strong, even if there are monster-level creatures appearing, they can still resist it.
The city wall was also drawn with ink, but to Zhan An's disbelief, the city wall began to squirm and stretch its body!
The bricks of the wall are like scales, and the walls of the city are like bones. The city wall guarding the Red Lotus City has come alive and turned into a dragon in the city. It is slowly raising its head like a rock, looking down at the tiny Zhan'an...
Zhan'an was extremely shocked in his heart, this painting technique has reached its peak, the most frightening thing is that this mortal can turn the dragon he has seen into a dragon beast in his own brush! !
The city wall of Red Lotus City definitely doesn't have such supernatural power. There are such rumors that it is the Zulong City-State, and it is rumored that the state wall of the Zulong City-State is a pair of dragon bones!
This painter is clearly a city-state god, she has seen the real keel of the Zulong city-state, otherwise how could she use this painting technique.
"Zulong Shenji, the pinnacle of painting realm, you are Li Ying's daughter?" Zhan An finally knew who the person in the painting city was.
However, when he left Zulong City-State, Li Ying's daughter was just a child, and after more than ten years, she has mastered such supernatural powers!
Zhan An's words still did not receive a response, and the other party didn't seem to need to talk to a dying person.
The oppression brought by the city wall dragon made it difficult for Zhan'an to move half a step, and the fire dragon in front of him charged even more, Zhan'an smiled wryly, showing his indifference to life and death...
He didn't expect that he would be murdered right after he showed his supernatural powers. He didn't have any resentment or hatred in his heart, but he was a little concerned about those two little guys.
In terms of Huo Linlong, Zhan'an can still defeat him, after all, Huo Linlong's deity was once smashed by him.
But the dragon behind the city wall has the soul of the ancestral dragon attached to it. Since this painter can draw it, his realm is already above his own. Now he is no longer that unyielding and disbelieving young man. Having exhausted his whole life of fighting spirit, he thought he could find a quiet place to spend his old age peacefully, but in the end he still couldn't escape the entanglement with Li Ying.
"Wow~~~~~~~~~"
Suddenly, all the ink slid down like water, and the Huo Linlong in front of him turned into pools of splashed black ink while running, and the rampant flames flew drop by drop.
Behind him, the terrifying ink painting panlong slowly lay down on the ground, slowly curled up his body, enclosing the ink painting city under his lengthy dragon body, and all the aura collapsed in an instant!
Like a ridiculous and magnificent dream, he was waking up on the couch.
In Zhan An's ears, the shouting of the downtown area came again, and his surroundings were filled with busy pedestrians again.
There are still gray tiles and gray buildings on both sides.
In front is the stone brick avenue, and in the distance is the ancient pagoda of the dwarf mountain.
The red lotus city wall behind him is quiet and majestic. The white stones, limestones, and towers are completely motionless, and have never turned into any lifelike dragon creatures.
Everything was in a trance like a dream, Zhan'an looked through the bustling streets of Honglian City, but still did not see the painter, but the fear of being stared at by the painted dragon continued to spread in the depths of his soul!
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Red Lotus City, Guta Mountain.
A pool of red lotus, a viewing platform, a stone table, an ink brush, and a woman in a blue velvet dress. Her eyes are like lakes, deep and beautiful. The city of red lotus is reflected in the depths of the pupils, reflecting the scenery on the street. crowd.
A man in light-colored clothes, with beads of sweat on his forehead, stared at the woman who was painting with an extremely dignified expression.
"Say." Nan Ling said.
"I followed the teacher's arrangement and went to Qingliuhe City to assist a team of magisters. When I arrived, all three magisters died peacefully and the monsters disappeared." Zhu Minglang took a deep breath and explained this fact to Nan Ling. yarn.
While climbing the mountain, Zhu Minglang saw the changes in painting and ink in the entire city. Although he didn't know what Nan Lingsha was doing, the sudden death of the three instructors must be due to extremely powerful monsters rampaging, and they must be dealt with immediately. Report to the higher education institute.
"I'll take care of it." Nan Lingsha tidied up the black bamboo bottles beside her.
"Girl be careful, monsters have at least three thousand years of cultivation." Zhu Minglang said.
Nan Lingsha is still holding the pen, but this time she does not paint on canvas, but writes out of thin air.
I saw that the ink did not fall in the air, but a lifelike unicorn dragon was gradually drawn into shape.
Gently tap on the eyeballs, and the drawn Qilinlong actually came alive.
"You sit in Honglian City for me." Qilinlong leaned over, Nan Lingsha sat sideways, and said to Zhu Minglang.
Soon, Qilinlong was carrying Nanlingsha and galloped across the ridge of the low mountain. Before Zhu Minglang could ask how to set up a city, she had already rushed dozens of miles away...
Zhu Minglang closed his mouth, looking at the peaceful Red Lotus City, he felt even more headache for a while.
From aiding to sitting in the township, how can I, a student who has just entered Dragon Academy not long ago, shoulder so many responsibilities inexplicably?