Dragon Herder

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The blue tile and gray pavilion is full of ink fragrance. When Zhan An turned his gaze back, the city in front of him suddenly lost its original color.

It is one after another, with distinct ink and brush lines, which outline the charm of the whole city of red lotus. Even the slightly undulating mountains and several ancient pagodas in the distance have become the farthest scenery…

The person who sells candied fruit stick, he is just a few simple drawings.

The soliciting teahouse Xiao2, he even only has a ball of ink shadow.

Even though the carriages and passengers walking in a hurry, although they are already still, they describe their toiling in detail.

Zhan An touched himself with his hand, wondering if he had also become an ink painting, but he was still flesh and blood with warmth.

“Which expert is hosting a banquet here and waiting for Zhanzou? When I draw this city, Zhanzou is flattered.” Zhan An said to the painted city of Mo.

The voice reverberated in the painted city, not at all one person answered. On the long street facing Zhan’an, a black shadow suddenly appeared. This shadow was burly and tall, standing close to the tower, and the wide road was at its feet All seem a bit crowded and cramped!

The black shadows came step by step, and the ink painting city was trembling. When it reached the cross avenue ahead, all the vendors, pedestrians, officers and soldiers had disappeared, and the entire street was cleared, leaving only the shore and the giant Momon!

The black thing is wearing armor, and the hair of the whole body is swaying with the wind like a flame. Although it is completely drawn in black ink, because of the difference in ink color, it is still a powerful imposing of red fire. manner!

“Fire Linlong?”

Zhan An recognized this creature.

Moreover, it is Mo Cheng’s Fire Linlong. For some reason, when it steps on to itself, it is like a real Fire Linlong standing in front of it, its majesty and Sacred Qi are not reduced at all!

Zhan An is very clear that this is definitely not an Illusion Technique.

The painting city he is in is real, and the ink painting of the fire dragon in front of him is even more real. As a mortal, he is impossible to be deceived by the small folk art of fantasy.

The artist who draws Red Lotus City here and waits for him to walk right into a trap must also be a peerless expert…

But does Ancestral Dragon City have such a powerhouse?

Zhan An doesn’t remember who can achieve this kind of realm. Taking painting as the reality, even the dragon drawn is not inferior to the fire dragon!

“Since you are going to kill me, why don’t you see me, I’m also a mortal person in Ancestral Dragon City, and I can be considered your Senior anyway.” Facing the approach of the fire dragon, Zhan An didn’t take a step back. .

Still only his own voice reverberated, meaning that the painter, the mortal, not at all appeared.

Zhan An frowned.

Is it a Gentile powerhouse? ?

In order to kill herself, did Li Ying bashfully go to the Gentile Gods and mortals!

“Moo! !!!!!!”

The fire dragon roar is like Divine Ox. It tramples on the ground and sees a huge wave of flames that has spread to most of the city.

The flame wave hits, even if the ink line fluctuates, the feeling of heat and impact is no different from the molten fire, and the sleeves of Zhanan’s shirt are about to burn.

Zhan’an jumped up, as light as a swan geese. He stepped on the ink eaves and moved very quickly towards the tower behind him to avoid.

Mo Yanlang swept down all the houses and pavilions on the street. As the Huolin Dragon took four limbs to chase, the Mo Yanlang surged higher and higher, and it almost swallowed up half of the city along the street!

Leaping up to the dome of the tower, the body of the tower is jet-black, and it is also made of ink and wash.

In an instant, the castle tower turned into fragments, and the bank stretched out like a bow full of strings, and the body almost turned into a long illusory shadow in this explosive ejection.

Passing through the flame waves that raided the city, you could see that the majestic curtain of fire was flushed with a hole by the shore.

Facing the Fire Linlong, he stretched the bank with his bare hands, but at this moment his fist flashed with flaming rays of light, and the surrounding Mocheng was even distorted because of his hit by this fist!

“Boom~~~~~~~~~!”

The fire dragon slid out, and his fist suddenly exploded at the cross street, rushing the ink shadow city like a pool of waste ink that was spilled, and for a while the entire painting city lost its original appearance.

The Fire Linlong shook its body. It didn’t tip over, but was shaken back by this punch. Although the flames on its body were briefly extinguished, with the overbearing beast a long whistle, ink flames surged from its body again. And it turned out to be stronger than before!

Zhanan expression grave is a little bit.

I thought that the ink-painted dragon had its power and strength, but it was easy to break when touched, but I never thought that the fire-lin dragon made of ink would be like Steel Muscles Iron Bones. When I punched it up, my arm felt a little numb. .

What’s more, he hasn’t used the power of God for some years, and his strength is not as good as before.

After stepping back a little bit for the time being, Zhan An stared at the fire dragon, trying to find its weak spot from the illusory shadow magic painting. Since it is a painting, there must be something completely different from the real thing. If you can find this Painting the city, the essence of painting the dragon, is as easy as blowing off dust!

“Long long long 隆隆~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

A huge noise rang from the collapsed tower behind him, and Zhan An felt an unprecedented terrifying aura in the back, making his neck chill and goose bumps all over his body!

He turned his head and saw the city wall…

The city wall of Red Lotus City is still tall and strong, even if a creature with a spirit level appears, it can resist it.

The city wall is also drawn in ink, but what makes Zhan’an unbelievable is that the city wall began to squirm and stretch out!

The wall bricks are like scales, and the city walls are like bones. The city wall that guards the Red Lotus City has come alive and turned into a city Coiling Dragon, slowly raising its rock-like head, looking down at the tiny shore. …

Zhan An’s heart is extremely shocked. This painting technique has reached its peak. The most terrifying thing is that this mortal can turn the dragon he has seen into his own dragon beast! !

The city wall of Red Lotus City definitely does not have this power of God. There is such a rumor that the Ancestral Dragon City State, and it is rumored that the State Wall of Ancestral Dragon City State is a dragon bone!

This painter is clearly the city state Shenfan. She has seen the real dragon bones of Ancestral Dragon City, otherwise how could she use this painting technique.

“Ancestral Dragon God Ji, Painting Realm Peak, are you the daughter of Li Ying?” Zhan An finally knew who the painting city was.

However, when he left Ancestral Dragon City, Li Ying’s daughter was just a child. After more than ten years, she has mastered such Magical Powers!

Zhan An’s words still didn’t get a response, and the other party didn’t seem to need to talk to a dying person.

The oppression brought by the dragon of the wall made it difficult for Zhanan to move for half a step, and the fire-lin dragon in front of him even slammed into it. Zhanan smiled bitterly, showing his indifference to life and death…

He didn’t think that he had just revealed the gods, and he was killed. He didn’t have any resentment or hatred in his heart, but he was a little concerned about the two Little Brat.

Zhan’an can still defeat the Fire Linlong, after all, the Huolinlong deity was also broken by him.

But the dragon behind the wall is accompanied by the soul of Ancestral Dragon. Since this painter can draw it, the realm is already above himself. He is no longer the unyielding and unbelieving youth. I had exhausted my whole life of fighting spirit. I thought I could find a quiet place to spend my old age, but in the end I didn’t escape the entanglement with Li Ying.

“Crash-bang~~~~~~~~~~”

Suddenly, all the ink slid down like water, and the Huolinlong in front of him turned into pools of splashing black ink while running, and the rampant flames flew drop by drop.

Behind him, the terrifying ink painting Coiling Dragon slowly lay down to the ground, slowly twisting his body, and enclosing the ink painting city under his long dragon body, and all the imposing manners collapsed in an instant!

Like a ridiculous and magnificent dream, I was waking up on the couch.

In Zhan An’s ears, the yelling of the busy city came again, and his surroundings were filled with toiling pedestrians.

2 Next to it is still the Qingwa Grey Building.

The front is a stone brick avenue, and in the distance is the ancient tower of Aishan.

Behind the red lotus city wall, quiet and majestic, white stone, limestone, towers, motionless, never turned into any lifelike dragon.

Everything was in a dream-like trance, Zhan An’s gaze traveled through the bustling streets of Red Lotus City, and still did not see the painter, but the fear of being stared at by the painted dragon continued to spread in the depth of one’s soul!

……

Red Lotus City, Guta Mountain.

A pond of red lotus, a viewing terrace, a stone case, an ink pen, and a woman in a blue velvet long dress. Her eyes are as deep and beautiful as a lake. The red lotus city is reflected in the depth of her pupil, reflecting the street. Crowd.

A man in light-colored clothes, with beads of sweat on his forehead, looked at the woman who was painting, expression grave.

“Say.” Nan Lingsha said.

“I obeyed the teacher’s arrangement and went to Qingliu River City to assist a team of slaying magisters. When I arrived, all three mentors died, their deaths were peaceful, and the monsters disappeared.” Zhu Minglang took a deep breath and explained this fact to Nan. Lingsha.

While climbing the mountain, Zhu Minglang saw the painting and ink mutation of the entire city. Although he didn’t know what Nan Lingsha was doing, the three instructors died suddenly. There must be extremely powerful monsters rampant, and they must be reported immediately. Academy senior.

“I will handle it.” Nan Lingsha sorted out the ink bamboo bottle beside him.

“Be careful girl, the monster is at least 3000 years cultivation base.” Zhu Minglang said.

Nan Lingsha still holds the pen, but this time she does not paint on canvas, but writes out of thin air.

I saw that the ink did not fall in the air, but a lifelike Qilin dragon was gradually drawn into shape.

Gently touch the eyeball, and the Qilin dragon drawn has come alive.

“You sit down in Red Lotus City for me.” Qilin Dragon leaned over, Nan Lingsha sat sideways, and said to Zhu Minglang.

Soon, Qilin dragon carried Nan Lingsha on the ridge of the low mountain. Before Zhu Minglang had time to ask how to sit in a city, she had already rushed to several dozen li…

Zhu Minglang closed his mouth and looked at the peaceful Red Lotus City. For a while, he got a headache.

From assistance to sitting in town, I am a student of Dragon Tamer Academy who has just enrolled in the school, how come unfathomable mystery shoulders so many responsibilities? ?