Huang Jiu and Che Dongyang were startled and looked towards the sky.
Are the masters of the Qin Painting Sect hiding in the distance
However, no one said anything.
"Master, do you want me to take action?" Dragon Horn Taurus asked.
Lu Yiping said: "No, let's go." Then he walked away.
Dragon Horns and Taurus followed.
Several people disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Next time, if anyone from the Qin Painting Sect comes to me for discussion, I will destroy the entire Qin Painting Sect!"
Lu Yiping's voice floated from the void.
After a long time, dozens of figures walked out from the sky.
More than a dozen people came to the painting saint Liu Rusheng. One of them knelt down and cried loudly: "Master, I shouldn't have asked you to come out. I deserve to die!" The voice was heartbreaking and sad.
More than a dozen other people also knelt down, all with sad faces and cries.
Half a day later.
In the ancestral land of the Kunpeng Divine Sect.
Lei Hao and Chen Youqian sat across from each other and talked.
"According to me, you don't have to wait two months to make an appointment with that boy." Chen Youqian said, "Go over now and just kill him."
Lei Hao's eyes were full of killing intent: "Killing this kid like this is too easy for him. When the time comes, I will slowly torture him to death before I can vent the hatred in my heart."
"Aren't Chu Tong and the Guiyuan Sword Sect related to him? Then, before killing him, I will crush Chu Tong, all the ancestors of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, and all the disciples to death, and let him watch with his own eyes the loss of his loved ones. What does it feel like to be a person!"
Lei Yu is his nephew and his only relative alive.
Chen Youqian suddenly said: "I haven't seen Liu Rusheng for a few years, and I don't know if he is still alive."
"If Liu Rusheng was still alive, his painting skills would have reached an unimaginable level," Lei Hao said.
While the two were talking, they saw an ancestor coming over in panic. After bowing down and bowing, he said: "Two adults, news just came that Master Liu Rusheng, the painting saint, was looking for Lu Yiping to discuss painting, and was killed by Lu Yiping. .”
Lei Hao and Chen Youqian were in a daze.
"Are you talking about Liu Rusheng of the Qin Painting Sect?" Lei Hao looked in disbelief.
The ancestor was stunned. Are there two painting saints
"Yes, sir." The ancestor quickly replied: "That's Lord Liu Rusheng of the Qin Painting Sect."
Lei Hao and Chen Youqian were stunned for a long time and did not speak again.
Liu Rusheng, the painting saint they just talked about, is dead!
Died in the hands of Lu Yiping.
"Do you know what happened at that time?" After a while, Chen Yougan asked: "Lu Yiping's painting skills are higher than Liu Rusheng's?"
Liu Rusheng was named a painting saint during the Zhantian era.
Now, in a competition with Lu Yiping, he actually lost
Lu Yiping's paintings are higher than Liu Rusheng's? The two of them couldn't believe it.
The ancestor hesitated for a moment and replied: "It is said that Master Liu Rusheng used the yin-yang pen to draw the five golden war gods. The strength of each golden war god is comparable to the peak of the plane lord in the later period, and even drew stronger ones. Even the ferocious beasts of the ancient world, including the Sea-Splitting Black Dragon Whale, were unable to break through Lu Yiping’s defense.”
"But with just one stroke, Lu Yiping dispersed the Sea-Splitting Black Dragon Whale, the five golden gods of war, and broke through Lord Liu Rusheng's yin and yang energy. Lord Liu Rusheng could not avoid it, and was killed by it."
Therefore, Liu Rusheng was killed by Lu Yiping with one stroke!
Lei Hao and Chen Youqian were both thirsty.
Even if Liu Rusheng's strength is not as good as the two of them, there is not much difference.
Since Lu Yiping could kill Liu Rusheng with one stroke, wouldn't it also only take one stroke to kill them
The two picked up the wine glasses next to them to quench their thirst, but found that the glasses were shaking. Was it an earthquake? no.
The ancestor called the two of them several times, but neither of them responded.
After a while, the two woke up and looked at each other, both seeing the horror in each other's eyes.
"Has Lu Yiping surpassed the master of the plane?" Lei Hao felt his tongue stiffen.
Chen Youqian didn't speak, because he didn't know what to say.
"Well, do you want to continue the fight with Lu Yiping?" After a long time, Chen Youqian hesitated.
Lei Hao opened his mouth but stopped talking.
Continue the fight
However, if he didn't invite a fight, how could he take back what he had released for nine days
Lei Hao's face changed, and the more he thought about it, the more ugly he became.
Hidden God Valley is a relatively famous canyon in Qinyu.
There is a legend about Hidden God Valley. It is said that there is a powerful man from the Zhantian era living in seclusion in the valley.
Of course, there is no way to investigate whether the legend is true, because no one has seen this so-called strong man from the Zhantian Era in the Hidden God Valley.
However, there are many restrictions in the Hidden God Valley, and no one can really go to the deepest part of the Hidden God Valley.
When Lu Yiping and others arrived at Hidden God Valley, it was already dark.
A faint whimpering sound came from Taniguchi.
This is the sound caused by the wind blowing back and forth at the mouth of the valley.
Lu Yiping stepped forward and walked into the valley.
Che Dongyang activated the large formation on the divine armor, and the light shone brightly within several miles.
The further you go inside, the narrower the valley entrance becomes.
And the wind is getting stronger and stronger.
"The wind is so strong that even an ordinary Great Emperor would be unable to withstand the wind," Huang Jiu said.
"This is not the wind of nature." Lu Yiping said: "Someone has arranged a wind gathering array here, and it is not an ordinary wind gathering array."
Several people walked inside and felt the cold wind blowing.
The surrounding ground was covered with layers of black ice.
"What kind of cold air is this? Even the ice on the ground is black?" A guard behind Che Dongyang asked in surprise.
"Basaltic cold air." Longhorn Taurus said: "It comes from the ground. This kind of basaltic cold air is rare. I didn't expect it to be found underground here."
Lu Yiping took a few people to bypass the major formation restrictions and walked for about half an hour.
The cold wind disappeared, and the scenery in front of them changed. A plain covered with flowers and grass appeared in front of several people.
The flowers and plants are fragrant.
The plain stretches as far as the eye can see.
Just when Che Dongyang was about to enter the plain, Lu Yiping said: "Hold on, this is an illusion!"
Fantasy? !
Che Dongyang couldn't believe it.
He reached out and touched the flowers and plants on the edge of the plain. These flowers and plants were obviously real, but they were actually an illusion
"This is the infinite illusion." Lu Yiping said: "Once you enter, you will be the master of the plane and it will be difficult to escape."
Che Dongyang was shocked: "Is it the Wuji Illusion, one of the top ten formations in ancient times?"
Lu Yiping nodded: "This infinite illusion turns fake into real. Whether it is touch or sight, it is so real that people can't tell the difference between real and fake."
"Could it be arranged by Venerable Wuji?" Dragon Horn Taurus was confused.
In ancient times, there were not many people who could master Wuji Illusion. As far as Dragon Horn Taurus knew, apart from his master, only Master Wuji could do it.
Lu Yiping didn't open his mouth. He moved his palm to the space in front of him, and the light spread. He saw that the plain that was full of flowers and grass just now turned into a bare mountain land.
"Everyone, be careful." Lu Yiping reminded, flying through the air.
(Fourth update tomorrow, first update at ten o'clock tomorrow morning)
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