magic door player

Chapter 206 The Painting Saint
King's capital.

Outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.

A group of menacing armored soldiers, stepping on the magic cloud and holding a sharp-cold weapon, gathered in the sky outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.

On the prime minister's mansion, a layer of light curtain was as soft as fog, but it enveloped the whole mansion tightly.

A burly man in iron armor stood at the top of the cloud and shouted loudly: "Prime Minister Ye Fei colluded with the Heavenly Prison Dynasty and assassinated Her Royal Highness, he deserves death. Hurry up and let go of the formation, and make meritorious deeds!"

Inside the mansion, there was no sound.

A black-clothed dead soldier guarded the eyes of the formation, looking at the sky expressionlessly.

I only heard an old voice coming from the depths of the mansion.

"Yunsu and Yuntao only sent a few of you to come here? It's too underestimating."

The armored man shouted in a deep voice, "Ye Fei, do you dare to come out and fight?"

A faint smile came from the depths of the mansion: "I really don't want to go on a killing spree today. If the Yunsu sister and brother really want to question Zui Ye, it's better to come in person."

Anger appeared on the face of the armored man.

The large formation below seems to be vulnerable, but it is actually the most difficult to break.

Even a master at the level of a demon king can't easily break through it.

No wonder Ye Fei is so confident and still in the mansion.

The man in iron armor turned his head to look behind him, and said to the tall and slender figure in silver armor, "Please take action, Pavilion Master."

Mo Yun, the master of Jingyue Pavilion, looked cold, nodded lightly, and raised his hand to make a gesture.

moment.

81 figures flew out quietly, and each stood according to the formation nodes above the Prime Minister's Mansion.

An array flag appeared in Mo Yun's hand, and with a light wave, a flame flashed.

boom!
The flames were like knives, and suddenly fell on the large formation of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

There were layers of ripples in the great array of rays of light, which only shook a few times.

The 81 masters of the Jingyue Pavilion in the sky also took out their formation flags at this moment, to stimulate their mana, one after another firelight rose up, gathered in the sky, and then split into a sky full of flames and swords, falling towards the large formation below!

Mo Yun didn't say a word, and commanded the flame saber array to run far away, and the flame saber light kept cutting and beheading the Xiangfu array to wear down its power.

In the depths of Xiangfu.

The old voice sounded again: "Since Her Royal Highness is here, why don't you show up and say something?"

In the distant sky, a golden tent emerged leisurely.

Yun Su sat in the tent and said calmly: "To this day, what else can Ye Xiang say?"

The old voice chuckled: "Your Highness, don't be too confident, just relying on Jingyue Pavilion, you can't break the old man's formation."

"My palace's methods are not limited to Jingyue Pavilion?"

Yun Su said unhurriedly.

In the prime minister's mansion, a white-haired old man appeared leisurely.

He sat alone on a big chair with a high back, and sighed softly: "The old man has calculated thousands of times, but in the end, he missed it and was sacrificed by His Royal Highness the Princess."

"I don't know if His Highness is willing to explain the confusion for the old man?"

The golden tent at the edge of the sky is magnificent, surrounded by a group of soldiers and palace maids, towering above, making people fear.

Yun Su said indifferently: "In the past six months, although I have been vain with you, I have not wasted my time. The background of my Hanyue royal family is beyond your comprehension."

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "The princess's sacrifice this time, Ye Mou guessed and guessed, and only guessed that it was the work of the former king and queen. Is this batch of sacrifices prepared for the queen to the uncle?"

After a pause, he shook his head and smiled again: "I'm afraid it's not enough. Her Royal Highness probably found sacrifices from other places and gathered them together to offer sacrifices, so that today's momentum can be achieved."

Yun Su stopped talking.

I saw a faint blue cold light flying out of the golden tent, circled around the sky, and suddenly turned into a hundred-foot-long hexagonal dragon!
It is the Nine Nether Dragons.

This giant dragon opened its teeth and claws, roamed in the air, and breathed out the blue dragon's breath, and cooperated with Jingyue Pavilion's flaming knife formation to attack the Xiangfu formation.

One ice and one flame, under the combined attack, the Xiangfu formation suddenly crumbled.

Prime Minister Ye Fei shook his head and smiled lightly, pointing to the ground, he saw the spirit pattern on the ground of the Prime Minister's mansion shining, and the bright light pierced the sky.

In an instant.

The great formation of the Xiangfu suddenly changed, and the light curtain became extremely strong. Whether it was the flame blade or the breath of the underworld dragon, it could only arouse circles of ripples.

"Your Highness, this grand formation of the old man is difficult to break through if you don't have ten days of effort."

Ye Fei smiled leisurely, and then said: "At this moment, the army of the Heavenly Prison Dynasty has come knocking at the pass, and the country uncle alone may be difficult to resist."

At this time, the person stationed at the border is none other than the second magic commander of the Hanyue Dynasty, the country's uncle Zi Mingqian.

Ye Fei looked at the golden tent, stroked his beard and said, "I'd like to see, is it His Highness who breaks through the formation of our Prime Minister's Mansion first, or the Heavenly Prison Dynasty breaks through the Hanyue King's Capital first."

In the gold account.

Yun Su's face was gloomy, an ice blue talisman flashed in his hand, and his eyes were cold.

Ye Fei continued: "The leader of the Heavenly Prison Dynasty this time is a master of the royal family, and his strength has reached the level of a demon king. Although the uncle of the country is strong, he is still unable to support himself in the end."

"If your Highness has a second hand, it's better to use it as soon as possible."

Yun Su was about to activate the talisman, when suddenly his heart moved and he came to his senses.

No, he's pissing me off...

She stared intently at Xiangfu, feeling something was wrong in her heart, but she couldn't tell where the problem was.

She looked at Mo Yun, the master of the Jingyue Pavilion who was still directing the big formation of Lie Yan Dao Guang, and frowned, "Junior Sister, accept your big formation."

Mo Yun heard the words, his expression moved slightly, and he stopped.

Yun Su walked out of the golden tent, wearing a gorgeous black dress fluttering in the wind, her beauty is beyond measure.

Standing in the void, she looked down at Ye Fei in the prime minister's mansion, and said with a slight smile, "Is the prime minister trying to get out the treasures that I sacrificed?"

Her thoughts flashed, and she suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said: "Ye Xiang, the sixth magic master and painter, is he in the Xiangfu at this time?"

Xiang Fuli.

Ye Fei was startled for a moment, then with a complicated expression, he sighed, "If Your Highness hadn't been a daughter, how could there be such chaos in the Cold Moon Dynasty!"

In the sky.

Mo Yun's mind was shaken, and from the conversation between Yun Su and Ye Fei, he thought of something!
The sixth magic commander of the Hanyue Dynasty, known as the saint of painting, is a figure who can't see the end of the dragon.

The world doesn't even know whether this person is a man or a woman.

All I know is that this painting saint has extraordinary strength and mysterious painting skills, and he is an expert who has become a Taoist through painting.

Mo Yun made a seal with both hands, and suddenly opened a sideways eye between her brows, looking down at Xiangfu.

In the power of her blood, there is a gifted supernatural power that can detect thousands of illusions!
It's just that every time you activate this supernatural power, it consumes a lot of energy, so you won't use it easily.

And coming here today, she didn't notice anything unusual.

Xiangfu, Dazheng, and Ye Fei himself are all incomparably real.

If Yun Su hadn't mentioned the matter of the Sixth Demon Commander, she wouldn't have associated it with the illusion at all.

On this occasion.

A ray of divine light shot out from her third eye between her brows, and it landed in the prime minister's mansion below.

You can see inside it...it's empty!
In the huge prime minister's mansion, there is only no one there, only a picture scroll floating in the air.

"This……"

Mo Yun felt ashamed secretly, she thought she was not inferior to the Seven Great Demon Commanders with her own strength.

Unexpectedly, someone used a picture scroll to hide it!
The attack just now was just a fight with the phantom in the picture scroll.

What you see at this moment is all the objects in the painting.

It was just given "life" by the painter with mystical supernatural powers.

Ye Fei said with emotion: "Your Highness guessed the painting saint just based on the old man's few words, which is really shocking. To tell you the truth, the painting saint is the old husband and Taoist couple..."

The sixth magician was actually a woman.

Everyone present, like a decryption in their hearts, came up with such a thought.

Yun Su turned to look at Mo Yun, and said lightly, "Junior Sister, can you see it?"

Mo Yun nodded and said, "There is only one painting left here."

Yun Su chuckled, and said sarcastically, "At this moment, Ye Xiang is probably already on his way to the Heavenly Prison Dynasty."

Mo Yun made a formula with both hands, and countless dense runes flashed in front of him, combining and changing one by one, manifesting countless information.

After a while, she said: "They haven't gone far yet, they are now three thousand miles away to the southwest."

Yunsu showed surprise, and asked, "Junior sister doesn't hate me anymore? I thought you would just go through the motions when you came here today."

Mo Yun said lightly: "Now Jingyue Pavilion and the palace are both prosperous and both are prosperous, and both are damaged. It is not important for Your Highness to pursue Ye first."

Yun Su took a deep look at her, and ordered to the palace guards: "Pursue Ye Fei with all your might."

"Here!"

The crowd agreed in unison.

A group of people mighty, quickly chased towards the sky.

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Southwest Wasteland.

Skyrim.

A gorgeous ship flies across the sky.

The prime minister, Ye Fei, was dressed in a blue robe and stood on the deck with his hands behind his back.

Beside him, there is a charming and peerless snow sari figure.

"Yunsu is here."

Ye Fei looked far and wide, and his voice was calm.

The beautiful woman said: "This princess is really extraordinary, she was able to see through my painting in such a short period of time."

Ye Fei shook his head and sighed, "It's not because of her strength that I saw through your painting, but because of some flaws in my words, which she keenly caught."

"It's a pity that I still don't know what she got in the Demon God's Palace."

The beautiful woman said: "My painting method can only be used within three thousand miles. Now that she has seen through it, there is no need to stay here to take risks. It is better to leave as soon as possible!"

Ye Fei smiled coldly: "It's too late, the palace warship's escape technique is far superior to this treasure ship... We will wait for her here."

After that, he stretched out his hand and pointed towards the void.

I saw countless streamers flying around, forming a large teleportation array in an instant.

In the formation, the aura was radiant, and a burly and majestic tall figure appeared in the blink of an eye!

The person who came was two feet tall, covered in battle armor, with a giant ax in one hand and a bloody human head in the other.

The figure of the visitor flickered, and with a forceful aura, he walked onto the building boat.

"Ye Fei!"

The visitor stretched out his hand and threw the head at Ye Fei's feet.

When Ye Fei saw it, he smiled and said, "The dignified uncle of the Hanyue Dynasty has just fallen."

On the deck, it is the head of the second magic commander of the Hanyue Dynasty, the uncle Zi Minggan!
The tall man said in a deep voice: "This deity has already broken through. In less than five days, the army will sweep Hanyue and reach the capital."

Ye Fei said: "Don't worry, now Hanyue is supported by Yunsu alone, if she falls, this huge dynasty will be nothing more than a search for something."

"Your Excellency will see her in a while!"

The tall man said coldly: "It's so good, since she can escape the assassination of You Mo, I want to see what this princess can do?"

(End of this chapter)