Royal Master Painter

Chapter 390 Celebrities End (Two in One)

When Ci Zhaoren was free, he was finally able to resolve the battle in Qingdu. These old scribes were ridiculous when they were young, and they were still rumored to be romantic when they were old, but now they are extremely tenacious.

The first one Ci Zhaoren approached was of course the strongest one, Mr. Changjida.

Changji is a powerhouse of the ninth level of Wangxian, comparable to Chaoyin Gupo, but his combat power surpasses these two.

Those Baiyang Cult members who were poisoned by Gu in the prison went crazy and wanted to break out. Changji knew that these people controlled by Gu insects feed on people, draw strength from blood, and in time they will even surpass the peak. Become a terrifying killing machine.

The spiritual power of ink submerged the entire basket like a tide, and those hot guys who had just escaped from the prison were bound by the thick ink.

Mo Liu was like a giant tentacle strangling all these people, but a centipede on Gu Po's arm sent out a mysterious wave, and everyone Gu was revived again.

This has been the case several times in a row, it is easy to defeat them, but it is very difficult to kill them.

"Mister, I'll help you!"

Seeing that a pile of carrion was about to be assembled into a human form again, some medicinal powder was sprinkled from the sky, and the carrion was directly turned into pus.

"You are…?"

"Junior Su Kou, I came to help when I noticed the movement of Gu insects here."

"Su Kou? People from Pharmacist Island?" Changji asked.

"Father Su Rushi"

"There are still people alive on Pharmacist Island." After seeing Su Kou, Gu Po's expression was vicious and sinister, "I will completely eradicate your lineage on Pharmacist Island today."

Pharmacist is the natural enemy of Gu Master, but Gu Po's strength is far superior to Su Kou's. Fortunately, Chang Ji's old body blocked most of Su Kou's oppression.

"Boy, this is not a battle you can participate in. Go away quickly." Chang Ji said.

"Mr., you are as good as the sky, but you can't do this Gu technique after all. You still need to leave it to me. What's more, the Baiyang demon destroyed my Medicine Master Island. This hatred is not mortal." Su Kou took out a porcelain bottle.

"It contains the medicinal powder that can inactivate Gu worms."

The ink under Changji's feet turned into a big hand to take over the porcelain bottle, and then dived into the ink flow.

The ink was mixed with medicinal powder, and all the Gu worms sensed the crisis and couldn't help but panic.Su Kou also saw Changji's terrifying cultivation base, and no one could escape from this place like the waves rolling back and forth.

"Back then, your master used humans to raise Gu, and wanted to subvert the world with this harmful Gu technique, but was finally subdued by Mr. Su Xie, and wiped out your poisonous Gu. I didn't expect that there would be fish that slipped through the net. , and joined the Baiyang Sect."

Mentioning Su Xie, Su Kou felt proud, this is the strongest ancestor of their Medicine Master Island.

The only purpose of Gu Po and Chao Yin is to get close to the seal on the top layer of the basket, but with Changji in charge, the two have been repulsed countless times.

With the help of this medicine powder, the Gu Po who is already at a disadvantage is even more powerless to fight back.Chaoyin played the sound of Zhengshi, and the sound waves of the eight wilderness and the six harmony came rolling.

The ink flows from the mountains and hits the rocks, the majestic sound of water directly covers the melody, and goes against the trend to try to pull the tide sound into the ink.

At this moment, the sudden appearance of the Buddha's light forced Moliu to retreat, but Shenxiu, whom Xumi Mansion had been looking for for a long time, appeared here.

"Shenxiu, kill him for me!" Chao Yin said.

Changji had been in suspended animation for many years under the Shanshui pen stand, and he hadn't come out for 800 years. But when he looked at Shenxiu and Chaoyin at this time, long-lasting memories flooded his mind.

"Famen Shenxiu, you once again made a wrong choice because of evil fate. It seems that the old man is going to kill the Sumeru Mansion today." Changji shook his head with regret.

"Mr. Big misunderstood. The little monk came here to take Chaoyin away."

"Take me away? Where are you taking me?"

"Come with me, Baiyang Sect is not your final destination." Shenxiu said.

"Follow you? Where are you going? As long as you marry me and give me a title, I will go with you, the ends of the earth!"

There was hope in Chaoyin's eyes, but Shenxiu's bowing her head in silence made her laugh again.

"Sure enough, it has been hundreds of years, even if you are reincarnated, you still can't let go of your Buddha. You are just pitying me, but I don't need your mercy."

Chao Yin dodges away from Shenxiu, and then follows the sound wave towards the seal on the highest part of the basket, trapped by the Buddha's light.

"I can't watch you do wrong anymore." Shenxiu said.

Shenxiu traps Chaoyin, and Gu Po is even more powerless to parry. It is only a matter of time before Changji has the medicine powder to restrain Gu Po and eliminate Gu Po.

But, seeing that he was about to succeed, Changji turned around and looked at the basket, the prison and the seal on the top floor were broken.

Just now, Ci Zhaoren broke into the prison, and walked out with a faint and pale flame in his hand.

When the white flame first appeared, the most evil spirit between heaven and earth reached its peak, and all the powerful people in the world were aware of it.

"Be kind to people!"

After meeting Ci Zhaoren, Su Kou's childhood memories flooded his mind again. His father Su Rushi died at his hands.

"Boy Su, don't be impulsive. It would be a pity if you die here. I will find a chance to send you away later..." Changji said via voice transmission.

Ci Zhaoren swallowed the wisp of white flame into his stomach.

"Changji, you were also the culprit in the battle of Meridian Valley back then, and it's time to pay the price today."

"The old man was born in Yunzhou, learned in Qingdu, and became educated in the Wenfu. Unfortunately, all his abilities are useless, and the descendants of the Wenfu don't know my name. This is a great regret in my life.

I didn't participate in the battle of Ziwu Valley back then, and now I'm holding on to this life just to wait for a suitable opportunity to return the method I learned from Wenfu to Wenfu.

If I can fight against the worst evil in the world with my crippled body today, I don’t know how many people will be encouraged. Regardless of life or death, old people can be buried in Du Dong in a fair manner! "

Not only was Changji not afraid, but his old face was extremely excited. This was the most luxurious funeral and the most perfect destination he was waiting for.

He is strong enough to overwhelm all the strong men in the Nine Realms, but he doesn't have much chance of winning against Ci Zhaoren, especially after swallowing the white flames just now, Ci Zhaoren has won again compared to when he was at his peak.

"Then I will fulfill you."

The ink flow under Changji's feet turned into huge whirlpools, and he pressed Su Kou's shoulder with one hand and pushed him into it.

Su Kou wanted to resist, but he heard Chang Ji's voice transmission.

"Suxie Valley, Daye Mountain, Disorder City."

"Want to send him away?"

Before Su Kou left, he saw boundless ink blots blocking the final entrance.Changji may not be Ci Zhaoren's opponent, but if he wants to escape, it's not like he has a chance.

"The old man owed Su Xie a favor back then, and it was a pity that he could repay it before he died."

After a world-shattering battle, the famous Tilan An completely collapsed.

Ci Zhaoren's clothes were stained with a lot of ink, if not for his immortal body, dealing with Changji would never have been so easy.

Qianshan was dyed black, Changji's spiritual power was exhausted and his life was weakened. The younger generation still held his head high and stood upright, leaning on crutches, standing in front of Qingdu.

"Tell me where Jiang Greed is, and I'll let your Wen family go."

Cizhaoren attacked Wenfu for two purposes, the first was to seal the basket, and the second was to get Jiang Lu.Now that the seal has been lifted, only Jiang Lian is left.

Chang Ji kept opening his mouth but couldn't make a sound, Ci Zhaoren understood what he wanted to say, and pointed at Chang Ji's forehead.

The former first teacher finally lowered his haughty head, and Changji took the curtain call, taking away the glory that belonged to his era.

The old man has a brilliant record, defeating the two great immortals, and fighting against Ci Zhaoren, and he will never forget to protect Qingdu behind him until his death.

Gu Po was secretly delighted, if her Gu worms controlled the Changji Ninth Realm, they would be invincible in the world!
But just when she was about to release the Gu worm, a Buddha lotus suppressed the Gu worm.

"Amitabha, Mr. Changji, a hero in the world, how could he fall into your hands?"

"Shenxiu, I want to recruit you into my Baiyang Sect, but don't think that I dare not kill you."

Seeing that Ci Zhaoren was about to make a move, Chao Yin hurriedly stood in front of Shenxiu.

"If the leader insists on killing, why not kill me too."

Chaoyin is the saintess of the Baiyang Sect, and he is his powerful arm. When he is using someone, he will naturally not cut off his arms when he is kind to others.

"Hmph, I still have a lot of things to do today, so I'll let you go for now."

With the help of compassionate people, Gu Po finally got what she wished, or it will be the most precious corpse in her life.

But when Gu Po's hand was on the corpse, Chang Ji's body turned into a ball of ink and exploded. The ink covered her hand and continued to spread upwards.

"Ink seal!"

Gu Po was shocked, and cut off her own arm after being angry.

There were great melees everywhere in Qingdu, and the second person Ci Zhaoren approached was Zhong Qingli. Zhong Qingli's opponent was the evil Daoist Hong Dangu. The battle between the two Wangxian Eightfolds had turned the surrounding miles into ruins.

Zhong Qingli is old, and has reached the age when all oil is exhausted, but Hong Dangu is still in a state of embarrassment with the Yu'an sword and cormorant map.

Wei Changli was besieged by two powerful men in the realm of the two palace lords, Zhong Qing was deeply worried that as long as Wei Changli did not fall, the Wenfu would not fall.

More than a dozen sword cormorants gathered together like flying swords and turned into a huge sword of hundreds of feet.

Zhong Qingli was panting, it was already at the end of his battle, and Hong Dangu was also on the verge of defeat.

"Spirit..."

"Are you crazy?"

Hong Dangu was startled, He Lingju is a secret method of Dan Qingyuan and also a taboo method, Zhong Qingli's age and state forcibly combined spirit, after one blow, he might die.

Seeing that Zhong Qingli was going to die with him, Hong Dangu cursed the old lunatic, and then started to run away.

But He Ling, who risked his life, gained extremely terrifying power. Jian Lutu pierced the void with a sword, and he was about to kill Hong Dangu.

The white light was dazzling in front of him, and his hands were directly grasping the unstoppable sword cormorant, it was kindness shining.

The strength in Ci Zhaoren's hands continued to increase, and the sword and cormorant broke.

"Trash, you can't even forgive a bad old man!"

"Master, please forgive me..." Hong Dangu hastily pleaded guilty.

"Go help others and resolve the battle as soon as possible."

Ci Zhaoren approached Zhong Qingli step by step, and seeing him still wanted to struggle, Ci Zhaoren stepped on his head with a cold tone.

"Tell me, where is Jiang Greed."

"Monster, you are dreaming!"

As soon as the words fell, a white light pierced his chest, making the old painter's frail body even more unbearable.

"Let me ask again, where is Jiang Greed."

"You can beat me and kill me, but you can never pry my mouth open."

The old painter's mouth was full of blood and his speech was already slurred, but his eyes were exceptionally firm.

"Your bones are hard, but I don't know if your heart is hard."

Zhong Qingli is a highly respected old painter in the capital of Qing Dynasty, and also a core figure in Wenfu. Ci Zhaoren is determined to find out Jiang Li's whereabouts from him.

A white light passed over Zhong's house, and dozens of people were captured.

"Ci Zhaoren, why are you coming at me, what's your ability to deal with unarmed people..." Zhong Qingli said angrily.

Seeing the appearance of the strongest grandfather in their family, these people were even more terrified, and they all cried and kowtowed to plead guilty.

"Master, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

"Stand up, whoever dares to beg for mercy, who dares to kowtow to this demon, even if I die, I will never let him go."

Zhong Qingli shouted angrily, and the juniors of the Zhong family finally got up tremblingly.

Ci Zhaoren saw that there was actually a three-year-old child among the crowd, so he bowed down and picked him up.

"This child is very smart."

"Jin'er? Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you all to leave Qingdu?" Zhong Qingli's eyes finally became a little flustered.

"Grandpa, it was my mother who told me that there would be nothing wrong with you and Mr. Wei, so she quietly hid me."

"Fool, fool"

Zhong Qingli cursed angrily, affected the wound and began to cough up blood continuously.

"Go and persuade your great-grandfather for me. I just ask him to answer a question. As long as he tells me, your family is safe!"

Ci Zhaoren stroked the child's head, then let him go.

Jin'er went straight to Zhong Qingli's side, this was his most beloved child, she gritted her teeth and stood up from the ashes, but her whole body was trembling.

"Grandpa..." Jin'er was frightened, and threw herself on Zhong Qingli and burst into tears.

"Jin'er is good, Jin'er doesn't cry, do you remember the family motto that grandpa taught you since childhood?" Zhong Qingli asked softly.

"Scholars such as pines and cypresses are determined to die and die, and they don't care about small etiquette and do not give in to power. They should die and be named Bo Wan." Zhong Jin wiped away tears and said, "Grandpa, I am not afraid of death!"

"Okay, this is the son of my Zhong family."

Zhong Qingli tried hard to straighten his back, then looked at Ci Zhaoren and asked.

"Don't you want to ask me about Jiang Greed's whereabouts? I'll give you the answer!"

"Don't worry, I'm kind and trustworthy."

With a hook of Zhong Qingli's finger, those sword cormorants scattered on the ground flew towards him one after another. Ci Zhao thought that this old guy wanted to sneak up on the clan, and his body was protected by spiritual light.

But the target of these sword cormorants is the people of the Zhong family!

"Don't blame grandpa for being ruthless, he will be clean after being humiliated while alive..."

A sword cork passed through the body of the young Zhong Jin, and Zhong Qingli burst into tears.

He had seen what would happen to those who fell into the hands of the Baiyang Sect. If he didn't join them, he would suffer all kinds of insults. This move seemed to drain all his energy and he collapsed.

"Old man, count yourself as ruthless."

Ci Zhaoren didn't expect Zhong Qingli to be able to do it, and left straight away. Even if he didn't do it, Zhong Qingli would be dead.

Both Changji and Zhong Qingli were celebrities in Qingdu, and they ended their lives with the most tragic battle.

(End of this chapter)