ancient god emperor

Chapter 1215
The elegant man's eyes opened and closed, and there was a trace of flattery on his face. This posture, as if he was pulling his shoes, he squinted and said, "I don't know if I'm right, senior?"

"Well, it's really good."

The old man in the tea house nodded, very satisfied with this. This elegant man's appreciation is far beyond ordinary people, not to say he is the strongest, but at least he is the most gifted warrior he has seen so far.

"I reward you with a catty of epiphany tea." The old man in the tea house laughed. It is rare to meet a bosom friend in life. Although this elegant man is not a bosom friend, he can be regarded as half a bosom friend!

"Thank you senior!"

The elegant man smiled slightly. After receiving the reward, he straightened his back and walked up to Chu Yun with contempt on his face, as if to say, you scumbag, you low-class person, now you know What is erudition?

"Inferior people are only inferior people after all, they can only be reduced to onlookers, but they can never become the best among them, become the parties involved, this is the gap between me and you, the difference between superior people and inferior people The gap between them, knowledge is not as good as me, and force is even more inferior to me!"

The banter on the refined man's face became more and more intense. He glanced at the person next to Chu Yun.
"Also, Lord Yanling, please take good care of your servant and don't let him wander around. I'm not looking at your face today, I will kill this person, so as not to be an eyesore "The elegant man's pupils were full of coldness, he looked towards Zhang Rongqiao, and his expression eased a lot.

Beating a dog also depends on the master. The Yanling clan was born in the void and is unparalleled. This clan cannot be underestimated. Even if he is extremely lonely in his heart, he still has to give him the face he deserves.

"Cough cough!"

Zhang Rongqiao coughed dryly, his face turned green and red, his face was full of rage, and his voice was icy cold, "Where did you aim your dog's eyes, you ignorant warrior? This is my master!"

"What master?"

The refined man's expression changed. He had heard about the Yanling clan, and they have always been extremely arrogant. It is impossible for him to recognize the master at will, unless there is really a big difference in strength, otherwise it is impossible to do so!
Could it be that he really lost his sight?The strength of the warrior in front of him is far beyond his imagination?It's just that this is impossible at all, the fluctuations in this warrior are only powerful, it is impossible to be the opponent of Yan Ling!
This flaming spirit was cultivated in the holy realm, and the flaming spirit family was born in the void, and they are naturally close to the power of the void. If they use the void secret technique, it will be very difficult to deal with.

This family is proud and arrogant, even if they are invincible, they can escape in the void with the help of the void secret technique,

"This……"

The elegant man's expression changed. He looked at Chu Yun with an incredulous expression on his face. His heart was already shocked to the point of no need to add it, but he recovered in an instant.

The refined man regained his composure, and he said in a cold voice: "Even if you are the so-called master of Yanling, you are still inferior to me? I can get a catty of enlightenment tea, but what about you? After all, you can only be a bystander." Otherwise, you may not get anything!"

"A bystander?" Chu Yun raised his brows. There was neither sadness nor joy on his face. At his level, he has long been unmoved by any movement from the outside world. In his opinion, why was this elegant man not an ant? Woolen cloth?

Even if it is a little bit better, it is just a slightly stronger ant.

Chu Yun's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even look at the elegant man. He came to the old man in the teahouse and said, "This painting is worthless."

As soon as this sentence came out, many warriors present were frightened. What did Chu Yun say?Is this painting worthless?
If the elegant man is right, this painting, from the material to the production, is simply against the sky. The accumulation of various divine materials has become a spiritual weapon.

This spiritual weapon is extremely terrifying. Judging from its appearance, it seems that it can kill a strong man in the holy realm. This is no small matter. It is nothing more than a painting, but it can defy the sky. It's not that scary, is it?

Hearing these words, the martial artist burst out laughing. Aside from the material of this painting, the killing power of this painting is already equivalent to that of a strong man in the holy realm.

So, no matter what you say, this painting is equivalent to the spiritual weapon of the Holy Land, how could it be worthless?

"Little friend, do you know what you're talking about? I hope you didn't say this just to make a fuss, otherwise... I will smash every bone in your body to pieces!"

The old man in the teahouse is also a figure in the holy realm, and his words carried a faint holy power. When the saint was angry, all souls fell, the whole city was destroyed, and the oars were bleeding.

In the tea house, many warriors dare not speak loudly, their foreheads are dripping with cold sweat, and their cultivation bases are almost all below the holy realm, this kind of coercion still has a lot of coercion for them.

However, Chu Yun's expression was indifferent, as if he was not affected at all, as if this little coercion was just calm and calm to him, and he didn't need to resist or care about it.

"This painting, whether it is the brushwork or the murderous intent contained in it, has too many loopholes. Although it is indeed powerful for ordinary warriors, it is worthless in my eyes."

Chu Yun shook his head. He was carrying the Devouring Bloodline. He only used the Devouring Bloodline a little bit, analyzed and deduced the power in it, and knew the pros and cons of it.

"Oh? Really? I really hope what you said is true. This painting is really worthless and vulnerable!" The teahouse old man smiled slightly, and his big hand moved suddenly!
A dull voice sounded, and the painting swayed directly, rushed to the sky, and changed into the appearance of a real dragon in an instant.

What the old man drew was a real dragon, and at the moment when this real dragon appeared, there was actually a faint dragon power.

"Roar!"

There was a long howling sound, and the pressure was astonishing, but it did not reveal the slightest, and it was all concentrated on Chu Yun.

The huge teahouse was silent, and many warriors looked dignified. They couldn't help swallowing. This real dragon... really doesn't look like a fake. It's amazing. It's just a painting, but it can kill enemies thousands of miles away. outside.

They have no doubt that if this real dragon slaps a palm, all warriors like them will be slapped into flesh in an instant. The gap is too big. The power of this painting is comparable to that of the Holy Land!
A strong coercion frightened the world, the old man in the tea house looked cold, he sneered a few times, and said: "If it is worthless, then it must not be able to kill you?"

"You can give it a try. This painting is full of loopholes. If I don't move a single step, I can destroy it. I hope you won't be heartbroken by then." Chu Yun put his hands behind his back, his face full of confidence .

"Humph!"

"Insanity!"

The refined man almost exploded. His dissatisfaction with Chu Yun was getting stronger and stronger. This warrior is really a bit ignorant, right?He sneered, looked at Chu Yun, and hoped that the old man in the tea house could make a move, and show this young man who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, what is strength and what is low-key.

"Very good, very good. I hope you won't regret it when the time comes. You have to know that there is no medicine for regret at this time." The old man in the tea house looked cold, and he suddenly pressed his big hand.

At this moment, the real dragon in the sky swooped in, its target was very clear, it was Chu Yun standing in the teahouse.

Chu Yun's expression remained unchanged, he pointed towards the sky, and a complicated rune flashed out. After doing all this, Chu Yun stopped moving, but stopped, closing his eyes, as if giving up Like all resistance.

After seeing this scene, all warriors in the restaurant sneered, this young man is too arrogant, I hope that the real dragon transformed from the painting can kill this man later.

"Ignore the painting of a strong man in the holy realm, even if you have nine lives, I'm afraid you won't be able to pay for it!" The refined man laughed, with hints of playfulness on his face.

He could even predict what would happen next, the scene where Chu Yun fell bleeding and his body exploded.

The real dragon roared down and collided with that rune, but it was not as everyone imagined. This rune was very tenacious, and it actually resisted the blow of the real dragon.

This is not finished yet, this rune directly hit the pupil of the real dragon, making the real dragon whimper, and then disappeared. At the same time, the painting of the real dragon also turned into a ball of flames , burnt out, nothing exists anymore.

(End of this chapter)