Chapter 152

Huang Jiu and Che Dongyang were stunned and looked into the sky.

Is the master of Qin painting school hidden in the distance?

However, no one said anything.

"Master, do you want me to do it?" Longjiao Jinniu said.

Lu Yiping said, "no, let's go." Then walk away.

Longjiao Jinniu followed.

A few people blinked and disappeared.

"Next time, if someone comes to me to compete, I will destroy the whole Qin painting sect!"

Lu Yiping's voice floated from the void.

After a long time, more than a dozen figures came out of the sky.

A dozen people came to the painting Saint Liu Rusheng. One of them knelt down and cried, "master, I shouldn't have invited you out. Damn me!" The voice is sad and heartbreaking.

A dozen other people also knelt down, all with a sad face and crying.

Half a day later.

Kunpeng Shenzong ancestral land.

Lei Hao and Chen Youqian sat opposite each other and talked.

"According to me, you don't have to wait for two months to fight that boy." Chen Youqian said, "now go over there and kill him directly."

Lei Hao was full of murderous intent: "it's too cheap to kill this boy like this. At that time, I'll slowly torture him to death in order to vent my hatred."

"Isn't Chu Tong and Guiyuan Jianzong related to him? At that time, before killing him, I will crush all the ancestors and disciples of Chu Tong and Guiyuan Jianzong, and let him see with his own eyes what it's like to lose a close relative!"

Lei Yu is his nephew and the only relative he has survived.

Chen Youqian suddenly said, "I haven't seen Liu Rusheng for some years, and I don't know if he is still alive."

"If Liu Rusheng is still alive, his painting says, I'm afraid he has reached an unimaginable level." Lei Hao said.

As they were talking, they saw an old grandfather panic stricken, bowed down and saluted, and said, "two adults, just came the news that Lord Liu Rusheng, the painting saint, was killed by Lu Yiping when he found Lu Yiping to duel."

Lei Hao and Chen Youqian were stunned.

"Are you talking about Liu Rusheng of Qin painting school?" Lei Hao looked unbelievable.

The grandfather was stunned. Are there still two painting saints?

"Yes, my Lord." The old man quickly replied, "it's Lord Liu Rusheng of Qin painting sect."

Lei Hao and Chen Youqian stayed for a long time and didn't speak again.

Liu Rusheng, the painting Saint they just talked about, is dead!

Died in the hands of Lu Yiping.

"Do you know the course of the fight at that time?" After a while, Chen Youqian asked, "is Lu Yiping's painting higher than Liu Rusheng's?"

Liu Rusheng was honored as the saint of painting in the era of Zhan Tian.

Now, I compete with Lu Yiping and lose?

Lu Yiping's painting is higher than Liu Rusheng's? It's hard to believe them.

The old ancestor hesitated for a moment and replied, "it is said that Lord Liu Rusheng drew five golden gods of war with Yin and Yang strokes. The strength of each golden God of war is comparable to the late peak of the plane Lord, and even drew a stronger flood and famine beast, the sea breaking Xuanlong whale, which can't break the even defense."

"But Lu Yiping only made a stroke, and then scattered the split sea Xuan dragon whale, the five golden gods of war, and broke the Yin and Yang of adult Liu Rusheng. Adult Liu Rusheng couldn't escape, and was killed by him."

Therefore, Liu Rusheng was killed by Lu Yiping!

Lei Hao and Chen Youqian have dry mouths.

Liu Rusheng's strength, even if not as good as the two of them, is not much different.

Since Lu Yiping can kill Liu Rusheng with a stroke, isn't it just a stroke to kill them?

The two men picked up the wine cup next to them and wanted to quench their thirst, but they found that the wine cup was shaking. Was it an earthquake? no

The old man called them a few times, but neither of them responded.

For a long time, the two woke up and looked at each other, both of whom saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"Difficult road Yiping has surpassed the master of the plane?" Lei Hao felt his tongue stiff.

Chen Youqian didn't speak. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Well, do you want to continue to make an appointment with Lu Yiping?" After a long time, Chen Youqian said.

Lei Hao opened his mouth and stopped talking.

Continue to fight?

However, if there is no engagement, how can he take it back if he has released it for nine days?

Lei Hao's face changed, and the more he thought about it, the worse he looked.

Hidden God Valley is a relatively famous Canyon in the Qin region.

There is a legend about hidden God valley. It is said that there is a strong man in the Warring States era living in seclusion in the valley.

Of course, it's impossible to investigate whether the legend is true, because no one has seen this so-called strong man in the war era in the hidden God valley.

However, there are many prohibitions in the hidden God Valley, and no one can really go to the deepest part of the hidden God valley.

When Lu Yiping came to Yinshen Valley, it was already dark.

There was a faint whimper at the mouth of the valley.

This is the sound of the wind blowing back and forth at the mouth of the valley.

Lu Yiping stepped forward and walked into the valley.

Che Dongyang urged the large array on the divine armor, and the light shone. Within a few miles, it was clear.

The more you go inside, the narrower the valley.

And the wind is getting stronger and stronger.

"The wind is so strong that it is difficult for ordinary emperor realm to resist the wind." Huang Jiu said.

"This is not the wind of nature." Lu Yiping said, "someone here has arranged a wind gathering array, which is not an ordinary wind gathering array."

Several people walked inside, only feeling the cold wind.

The surrounding ground is covered with layers of black ice.

"What kind of chill is this? The ground is black even with ice?" A guard behind Che Dongyang was suspicious.

"Basalt chill." Longjiao Jinniu said, "it comes from the ground. This kind of basaltic cold is very rare. I didn't expect it to be under the ground here."

Lu Yiping took several people around the heavy array restrictions and walked for about half an hour.

The cold wind disappeared, and the scenery in front of him changed. A plain full of flowers and plants appeared in front of several people.

Flowers and plants are fragrant.

The plain is endless.

Just as Che Dongyang was about to enter the plain, Lu Yiping said, "slow down, this is a fantasy!"

Fantasy?!

Che Dongyang couldn't believe it.

He reached out and touched the flowers and plants on the edge of the plain. These flowers and plants were obviously real, but they were actually a fantasy?

"This is the infinite fantasy." Lu Yiping said, "once you enter, you are the master of the plane, and it is difficult to get out of trouble."

Che Dongyang was surprised: "is it one of the ten greatest arrays in ancient times?"

Lu Yiping nodded, "this infinite fantasy turns truth into falsehood. Whether it's tactile or visual, it's extremely real, so people can't tell the truth from the falsehood."

"Was it arranged by the Wuji venerable?" Longjiao Taurus doubts.

In ancient times, there were not many people who knew Wuji fantasy. According to Longjiao Jinniu, except his master, only Wuji venerable would.

Lu Yiping didn't open his mouth, and his palm printed into the space in front of him, and the heavy light spread. He saw that the plain that was just covered with flowers and plants had become a bare mountain.

"Be careful, everyone." Lu Yiping reminded, breaking the air and flying.

(tomorrow at four o'clock, tomorrow morning at ten o'clock on the first watch)