Doutu Continent

People trapped in the painting.

Weilong City is going through a catastrophe, everyone is locked in this city, unable to leave, and re-experience the fear of being invaded by the Demon Qin Realm 300 years ago.

Although there were many excellent paintings in those days for the fighters to resist foreign enemies, there was absolutely no picture of the villain running happily to lead the battle, and the source of mental pollution that blinded people all over the street-annoying dog.

"my eyes!"

"Going blind! Who is so wicked to let the dog go without warning?"

Too hot eyes!

This kind of move, which kills one thousand enemies and harms eight hundred, was put out by everyone desperately.Everyone's eyes were red, not because they were fighting with evil spirits, but because they were stimulated by "The Yellow Dog on the Ground". Even Ye Mofan, his painter, was scolded countless times by everyone in their hearts. all over.

Fortunately, after using a lot of emoticons, they have already developed resistance, except that every time they see the annoying dog, their hearts will involuntarily twitch and their hearts are beating wildly.I have been able to control the tears while not affecting the battle.

"Ye Mofan—" Everyone in the Demon Qin Realm was also chanting this name, with complicated hearts and a deeper understanding.

Enemy!This is definitely the young master's old enemy!Everyone agrees.

The evil spirits, which were supposed to be vicious and murderous, lost their sense of direction and turned around in the sky. Even if they didn't lose their sense of direction, they were still chased by a group of villains on the ground.The damage done to Doutu Master was far less than imagined.

The chaos didn't last long, because Gong Yangyi came.

When the ghost master Gong Yangyi, with his many paintings of destroying demons and suppressing evil, appeared in front of everyone like a savior to save the scene, the morale of the fighters was greatly boosted.The direction of this disaster has become more and more confusing.

"The number of evil spirits is decreasing." Shan Xuan looked up at the gray sky, squinted his eyes and said, "Dou Tushi is far more tenacious and difficult to deal with than we imagined!"

"If it can be dealt with easily, my lord has already occupied the Doutu world back then. Why should we test their strength?" Zong Hao frowned, swiping the snake spear and suddenly scattered a passing villain, releasing it behind him. of evil spirits.

Watching the evil spirits scatter in all directions, Zong Hao's frowning was not smoothed at all, and he said: "I was still young, so I didn't get to participate in that war. But at that time, countless original paintings were drawn in the world of fighting pictures. There are no substitutes for many paintings so far. I thought that compared with the past, Dou Tushi’s strength would drop sharply. But I forgot that human beings have infinite creativity and can always make new things that were not available back then, which should not be underestimated.”

Qin Wuji unfolded his beauty fan, and said with a lazy smile: "Even Zonghao, you admit that the Doujie is not as weak as you imagined. Now that we have this recognition, our trip is not in vain, let's go back and hand in the task."

"Young Master!" Zong Hao and Shan Xuan shouted at the same time, with disapproval on their faces.

Shan Xuan whispered: "My lord, it's too obvious to let the water go like this. If my lord finds out that you don't work hard, and thinks that you are concerned about the world of fighting pictures, there will be a misunderstanding. Then my lord will send you to the fiefdom directly, and come back again." It's not your turn to do the training in the Doutu world."

"Really? Then I will continue to stay here and watch these map masters fight with evil spirits." Qin Wuji shook his fan and released more beauties in the painting to show that he was serious about carrying out the task. There is no water.

His beauty not only leads the fight, but also fights against those villains of Ye Mofan, and also keeps an eye on Gu Qingzhou's movements for him.Although he didn't show concern, but as a roommate for many years, Qin Wuji didn't want the person he knew to turn into a corpse in a place he didn't know.

Thinking of Tao Chu, who was inseparable from Gu Qingzhou, and Qin Wuji, who had already found out the identity of the other party, he said with a half-smile: "There is Fengyun Huazhai on the street we passed just now. We only came here with dozens of people this time, so it is not appropriate to face each other face-to-face. There are a lot of painting masters. However, setting fire to the painting studio, so that they will not get supplies for paintings, the risk is not great. With this as a record, no matter how good my father is, he can't fault me ​​for not doing my best in Wei Dynasty, right? "

Shan Xuan smiled and said, "The young master is wise."

Qin Wuji snorted softly, it really didn't make him feel any honor to be praised by his subordinates full of tricks and bad water.

But this time, there is always something to do.He avenged his personal revenge and targeted Tao Chu's family.

Shan Xuan knew when to make a move, so he flattered him, "It's not too much trouble to take the initiative. I'll send a few people over there to ensure that the matter will be done beautifully."

Zong Hao observed the battle for a while, and said: "Young master! My master has an explanation when I came here, and I want you to do one thing, young master."

"What's the matter?" Qin Wuji asked a little displeased.Before he came out, Emperor Zun didn't tell him face to face, but he wanted his subordinate Zong Hao to convey it. It must be because he was afraid that he would know the plan too early, and that he would turn against him, right?After all, I still don't trust him and be wary of him.

Zong Hao stuck the snake spear in his hand behind his back, fixed it in the spear holster on his strap, and presented a painting with both hands.

"The original painting of "A Picture of Misty Rain in Weilong City"?" What did the other party take it out for?

Qin Wuji took the scroll, and the churning ink enveloped his hands.After the painting was activated, it was more dangerous and violent than when he saw it for the first time.

Zong Hao said solemnly: "Young Master, please stain the painting with blood."

Qin Wuji closed the beauty fan, frowned and squinted at the other party, his eyes were stern: "You want my blood-stained scroll?"

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Shan Xuan explained from the side: "Young master, this painting has already been splashed with the blood of our lord. No matter how much the young master stains the painting with blood, it will not cover the holy blood of our lord. Zong Hao did this to I want to use the young master's blood to open Weilong City in the painting. Doesn't the young master want to see the world in the painting?"

"The world in the painting." Qin Wuji's heart moved, "With my blood, can the small world in the painting be connected?"

Zong Hao nodded heavily and said: "Doutujie doesn't know how to correctly open the paradise of "The Map of Misty Rain in Weilong City". Inheritance of the painting saint, why don't you try your luck, young master?"

Qin Wuji asked: "How?"

Knowing that there is something tricky in it, things are by no means as simple as they said.But since that person specifically asked him to do it, he couldn't refuse.

"Young Master, please reach out your hand. This subordinate has offended me. Let me take the blood." The breath in Zong Hao's hand formed a bowl shape to catch the blood.

Qin Wuji cut his palm with a dagger, and donated his dark red blood.After receiving enough, the ink in Zong Hao's hand wrapped the blood, and the other hand pinched the handprint to draw simple and simple symbols.Pushing the palm forward, the blood condensed into the five-element symbol, which is plausible but not, is pushed to the painting.

Boom!The sky changed suddenly.The drizzle was swept up by the strong wind and gathered to form a water column.

"The Picture of Misty Rain in Weilong City" has undergone a change, the original painting was stained with blood again, and it was implicated and suspended in the midair of the ceremony stage.

A strange wind suddenly blew up around the painting.This violent hurricane knocked people out of place, and they couldn't even stand upright.

The painting zooms in mid-air, with a black hole appearing in the middle.The powerful suction sucked in the Lord Bai and several painters who were invited.

"Disperse! Disperse!"

None of the painters standing nearby was spared, while those who were farther away were resisting the suction of the painting, and tried their best to urge the people behind to avoid and disperse.

But even if the distance is far away, there are still fighters who are randomly drawn into the painting.

Without exception, they all copied and participated in finishing the painting.Those who have injected their cultivation into the "Picture of Misty Rain in Weilong City" just now are all recorded in the painting. The better their aptitude, the more they are favored by the painting. Shi Zhu couldn't escape.

If there hadn't been the blood-stained picture scroll incident, a new turning point would have appeared in the succession of the painting sages. I don't know how many people have dreamed of it, crying and crying to participate in it and get a share of it, but now everyone is afraid of it.

As more and more Doutu masters were swallowed by the black hole of the picture scroll.Suspended above the painting in mid-air, the ink condenses into a line of words in the air.

Qin Wuji, the Prince of Demon Qin, came to celebrate Hua's Christmas.

"..." The arrogant handwriting was not only seen by the fighters present, but Qin Wuji also saw those dangling words from afar.

Qin Wuji squeezed the handle of the fan, looked at Zong Hao and said, "You did it?"

"It was ordered by my lord." Zong Hao was not guilty at all, but observed the other party and said, "Young master is angry?"

"Words still need to be practiced, not as good as me." Qin Wuji commented.

Feeling that the cultivation base in his body suddenly started to climb, washing away the barrier, his state of stagnating at the peak of a painter has changed.Qin Wuji closed his eyes and focused on his abnormality.After a while, there was a clicking sound, and something cracked lightly, and the protective mask on Qin Wuji's body opened by itself, forming two layers of protection around him, and ejected all the subordinates around him.

"Congratulations, young master, for making a breakthrough and being promoted to become a painter." Shan Xuan stabilized his figure, and did not forget to congratulate the other party.

Qin Wuji tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of black blood, which was the dark wound accumulated in his body in the past.

"I didn't expect that I would break through to become a painter in this way." He looked at the black letters with his name written in the sky, and complicated light flashed in his eyes.

"This is a gift from my lord to you, young lord. After three days, the survivors of Weilong City will spread your name throughout the Doutu world. By then, your reputation will be known all over the world." Zong Hao Neither humble nor overbearing but respectful, "My lord values ​​the young master, so I give this opportunity to the young master."

"In that case, should I thank Jun En?" Qin Wuji smiled.

The whole world knew his name Qin Wuji, knew that he was from Demon Qin, and was the prince of the Demon Qin Dynasty, so it was not difficult to deduce that he was the son of Emperor Zun Qin Budie.

From then on, he and Mo Qin were bound together, and there was no dispute in the eyes of the world.It turned out that this was the purpose of letting him take the lead and join the chaos first.

The reputation of helping him break through the bottleneck is just incidental.This gift is really surprising and thought-provoking.

However, Qin Wuji's dissatisfaction at this time also benefited from the cleansing after his promotion.

That mouthful of black blood not only spit out the toxin accumulated in the dark wound, but also squeezed out some dirty blood carved on Huixin, which affected the process of fusion between Huixin and the symbols carved by the dirty blood, and made Qin Wuji have no doubts about his own identity. There was a flaw in the sense of identity.

"These people who are sucked into the painting, what happens to them?" he asked.

Shan Xuan smiled and said: "Young master, don't worry that they will compete with you for inheritance. These people don't know how to get out, and will be trapped in the painting. Any cultivation they consume in the painting will become the nourishment of the painting. Young master You see..."

He pointed to the sky, and golden light shot out from the painting, falling in different directions.The rain became heavier and heavier, and countless evil spirits grew up in the ink, flying into the air with their teeth and claws.

But there are fewer Dou Tu masters than before.They entered the painting and became a new round of contributors to the painting.

In order to protect themselves in the painting, every time they use the dotting technique, the cultivation they consume is reduced to a means of attacking the outside map masters, and they contribute to Mo Qin.

"Very good." Qin Wuji said, "Tell me the way to get in and out of the painting."

Zong Hao obeyed.

Wait for Qin Wuji to learn it and confirm it is correct.Shan Xuan asked from the side: "Is the young master going to enter the painting now?"

"No hurry." Qin Wuji said, he saw the beauty in the painting he let out, swaying back to his side, took the initiative to meet her, and let the beauty come close to his ear and whisper.

With just a few words, Qin Wuji left them and left with the beauty.

"Young master, where are you going?" Zong Hao asked.What's so important that the other party was delayed even entering the world in the painting?