My Teacher is a Rebirthed Immortal

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The two words are quite small compared to the scroll, but when everyone sees the payment, they are all trembling.

"It's Senior Qianfeng's painting!"

"Senior Qianfeng is the most talented painter in thousands of years. He can be said to be the leader of this generation in painting and calligraphy."

"Unexpectedly, this turned out to be Senior Qianfeng's painting."

Everyone was terrified. Originally they thought it was just a joke by some people. But now, those two names represent everything.

This painting is true.

The person painted is also Yan Luoxianzun, and even copied some of the charms of Yan Luoxianzun, otherwise, it would be impossible to kill the thought of Yuanying.

"Can a painting kill people?" Dongfang Liang and others were completely stunned, and the painting killed the strong in the infant period.

"What's impossible." The demon's look was complicated. At that time, he was injured by Yan Luoxianzun and recovered for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, he can still see the portrait of Yan Luoxianzun.

"True power, a painting can kill thousands of horses and horses. If it is the supreme, I am afraid that if you look at it, you will die."

"Of course, this is also the level of seeing the painter."

"Senior Qianfeng, but hailed as the leader in this way, one painting and calligraphy originally had fewer monks than other ways, so there are fewer souls who can reach the realm of God."

"After all, this one relies too much on talent."

"Without talent, it is difficult to enter even the threshold."

"Senior Qianfeng should have seen Yan Luoxianzun a real person and have a certain understanding of him, so that he can draw a charm."

"That's a fairy charm, you should be glad that the attack is not a scope attack, otherwise you will all die."

Zhou Luo and others were horrified, Yuan Ying was already very mysterious in their eyes, not to mention the Qianfeng Taoist who passed through the **** realm, and the fairyland that was more terrifying than the **** realm.

"Real painting!" The eyes of the dead leaf Taoist shine instantly. "I didn't expect that there are so many treasures on your body. It seems that this time, I didn't make a mistake."

"Seven Masters, I don't need this holy fruit, I just need this painting."

"In this painting, there is the charm of Yan Luoxianzun. If you can study it thoroughly, the effect will not be worse than the holy fruit."

Qi Jue Daoist glanced at the body of the poisonous Daoist, and he felt terrified: "Are you sure you can get this painting?"

The dry leaf Taoist nodded: "He is just a state of Taoism. With his strength, it is simply not enough to achieve the full level of this painting. We only need to consume the energy in the painting."

After the dead leaf Taoist finished, it was a moment of wonder, and in a flash, a warship swooped down from space.

Tianxianzi and others did not speak, standing far away.

"He is simply a moving treasure trove, but unfortunately, if they are exposed after entering the infancy, these people can't take him."

Sect Master of the Dome sighed.

"The rule of the strong is just that, we just follow the words of the strong, if he is strong enough, we will help him, but unfortunately, now, it seems that this painting can not reverse the situation."

His words just fell, but he saw the warships dive down, and all of them stopped in the air, and then disintegrated and exploded in an instant, forming a beautiful firework.

"This……"

Such a scene is creepy.

Thousand-eyed Daoists practiced the exercises, and the fairy symbols around them condensed a blue eye, illuminating the whole void, but he still did not see where the sword came from.

"Is the master's power strong, can you and other ants know this." The barbarians smiled disdainfully.

Chu Yi was relieved.

"It seems that Xiaoqi's level is good, at least it can allow the drawn kendo to reach the heart sword realm, and then cooperate with the cultivation practice of the almost psychic realm, and it is not a problem to kill Yuanying."

Chu Yi is now difficult to achieve this level because of the limitations of cultivation practice.

The so-called heart sword is to kill yourself with the enemy's heart demon. This is the pinnacle of the heart sword.

Even a warship with no heart will be disintegrated from within.

Unpredictable.

"It's moving again!"

The pupils of Qianyan Daoren shrank sharply, and then thousands of eyes around him were tense at the same time.

Above the scroll, Yan Luoxianzun's sword is too high again.

Moreover, it is continuing.

His eyes were indifferent, like contempt for the souls, and everyone only felt that he had been glanced at, his body covered with swords all over, and his skin ached.

呲拉——

This time, the sword finally showed traces, and a huge sword mark appeared in the sky, as if protruding from the void, engulfing dozens of battleships directly.

The long sword was silent, and only the sound of the crack of the void, even the Jianguang cutting warship, was also very quiet.

This kind of silence is frightening.

In the eyes of the Seven Jue Taoists and the Dry Leaf Taoists, there was a look of horror.

The atmosphere in the sky is getting more and more dignified, and everyone's hearts are beating wildly, and everyone only feels that there is a sledgehammer, beating their hearts constantly, and they only feel dry.

"kill!"

Thousand-eyed Daoist people could not bear it, and their state of mind was chaotic. They manipulated thousands of eyes and attacked the scroll.

"Don't go!" The dry leaf Taoist exclaimed, but it was too late.

In the scroll, Yan Luoxianzun danced the long sword, and the lake behind him seemed to spread from the scroll to the material space.

The grass under his feet also grew out of the scroll.

One lake, one water, one person, one sword.

Chu Yi suddenly recalled this scene, it was a mysterious realm, it was a land of killing, everything was illusion.

He didn't expect Qianfeng to still remember the original scene.

"Mother, run away!"

Chu Yi dragged the huge barbarian, kicked Xuan Turtle and Zhu Bajie on his shoulders, and walked towards the distance with a crazy speed.

And the moment he left, the world dimmed.

Flowers and plants grow wildly, and every grass and every flower has a mouth.

The lake rolled over and arched directly, like a giant's back.

Yan Luoxianzun's sword pierced the scroll, and the horrible fluctuations turned into ripples, striking into the void, making a wind chime-like sound, extremely sweet.

"Xiaoqi this idiot, just draw me. Why did you draw the charms of those monsters." Chu Yi cried out strangely.

The sky has been completely darkened and bloody.

Everyone's face changed drastically, and they withdrew towards the distance.

The wild grass and the lake attacked the thousand-eyed Daoist who was frustrated and mad. The horrible fluctuations enveloped the Seven Peer Daoists and the dead leaf Daoists.

The monster swept through most of the sky and the sword of Yan Luoxian Zun swept the monster.

Swords have songs!

It is rumored that the stronger the sword, the more pleasant the sound is.

At this time, everyone heard a silver bell-like sound, like a fairy with nine days, shyly hiding above the clouds, trying to enter the world, but fearing suddenness, it was a gentle shake of the wind chime in his hand.

"Damn!"

"What the **** are these things, they attack us, Yan Luoxianzun's sword, to kill them, but we are all within his range."

Qi Jue Dao Ren was terrified. They were too close and did not leave as quickly as Chu Yi. Now the space has long been fixed.

His heart thumped, and the huge shadow directly covered it.

Buzz!

With a sword down, the void vanishes.

Everything disappears, and the mutated wild grass and water monster also dissipate together.

At the same time, there were two more bodies, the bodies of the Seven Masters and the Elder of the Thousand Eyes.

There were no scars on the surface of the corpse, but the Yuanying baby was killed.

Yuanying is the soul. Once the soul is extinguished, it is the real death.

"Hoohoo..."

A figure was ejected from the void. It was the old man with dead leaves. There was a golden Buddha in front of him. Most of his body was cut off, and it was already broken.

And he himself was even weaker. Eleven Yuan infants were cut in half. If there is no Golden Buddha to resist, I am afraid that they will be destroyed.

He didn't want to stay here any longer. He didn't even look at Chu Yi.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

No one expected that this would happen.

Yuan infantry was defeated, and even died, and those who started out were jumping alive.

"Frightened me, but fortunately I walked faster."

"Amitabha, it's not me who killed you, but these Qianfeng Taoists. Just ask him if you have any grudges."

After finishing talking, Chu Yi directly took away the corpses and loot.

As for the scroll, it has been exhausted and burned.