Listening to Li's words, ye Mo sighs in secret that a descendant of the painting clan, who is anonymous, even dares not show his innate ability. He hopes to build a city in xiazhou, hoping to return to Shangzhou one day.

I have to say, this Li thrush, has a very strong perseverance.

"Ye Mo, you said just now that you saw a woman who looks very similar to me, or a descendant of the painting clan. Is she my sister who has been missing for many years?"

"My sister was taken away by Chang Wei. I thought she would die, but I didn't expect that she had grown up."

"I'm not only grown up, but also graceful and graceful. I'm afraid that Tuoba Ying may not be your sister's rival."

Ye Mo said, suddenly surprised, said: "by the way, you are not the descendants of the painting clan? In that temple, there is a hidden site of your painting clan. Only the blood essence of the descendants of your painting clan can be opened. At present, your sister and an extraordinary fierce beast have entered the site of your painting clan. Let's go in as soon as possible. "

"Good!"

Li thrush eyebrow nodded, and immediately flew to the temple with Ye mo.

They soon entered the temple, which was still very open, with a huge scroll hanging on the wall.

"This is just the scroll world of the ruins of our painting clan. Why is it here?"

When she saw this scene, she was also very surprised. She directly pinched her finger, squeezed out a drop of blood essence, and dropped it onto the scroll. Immediately, the scroll was full of white light.

"Let's go in!"

Li thrush takes Ye Mo's hand and directly enters the scroll world.

When they were flying, they immediately saw a huge scroll in front of them. On the scroll, a magnificent picture appeared.

Inside, it seems that a fierce battle broke out. There are countless strong men floating in the sky of the painting clan. They all hold the tools of God's ancestor, even the tools of Taoism. The power of terror is rampant everywhere, and the empty space is full of broken traces.

On the opposite side, there are the martial god guards in black armor. They unite and frantically face the powerful ones, constantly scouring the past and defeating their bombardment.

Ye Mo saw this level of fighting, the heart is also secretly shocked, inside the strong, almost all stronger than the original Ye Qing.

"Is this the war that Wu Shengong attacked the painters? If it's really surprising, it seems that I still have a long way to go. "

Ye Mo said lightly.

"Ye Mo, the inborn ability of our painting clan is to be able to record pictures. When our painting clan was defeated by the martial god palace, the pictures were also recorded. Let's go in."

With Ye Mo, Li thrush directly passed through the scroll and slowly fell down, and came to a dilapidated site. It looked very shabby, as if it had experienced the baptism of war and years, and many places had encountered the destruction of power.

In front of them, there was a huge archway. The plaque on the archway was also broken, and there was only one "painting" clan on it.

"There are no families. What's the use of painting?"

Looking at the plaque, Li Shumei sighed a little. Then, she went on to say, "the most powerful part of our painting family is the God dead map. As long as I can get the God death map, I can definitely break through to the dominant position in a short time."

"God's death map, what is that? The supernatural beast also wanted to get the picture of God's death. "

Ye Mo asked.

"This painting of God's death is the treasure of our painting family's town map. It's a top-grade tool. It's very powerful. It can collect other people's Taoist tools. As long as it's not a top-notch magic weapon, he can collect it, even subdue it and turn it into his own weapon."

Li said faintly.

"What? Take other people's tools? "

Ye Mo is a little surprised. This Dao tool has a sense of self-determination. Even if the master falls, he will not die. Instead, he will become an independent existence. Moreover, it is very difficult for every strong person who dominates the environment to cultivate a Dao tool. Once taken away, the combat effectiveness will definitely decline.

"At that time, many powerful people in Wushen palace wanted to get the God's death map. Unfortunately, they didn't know the whereabouts of the God's death map. Even I didn't know the whereabouts of the God's death map."

Li Shumei takes Ye Mo into the painting clan. As he walks, he says, "however, I know that there is an important place for the painting clan. Only the elders of the painting clan can go there. I doubt that God's death map is probably there."

"Well!"

Ye Mo nodded and said, "however, your sister and that extraordinary fierce beast probably also went there. We should be more careful."

Li Shumei takes Ye Mo directly to the depths of the painting clan. There is a huge mountain range. Under the mountain range, there is a gate containing a cave. The gate of the mansion has been opened, and it is obvious that someone has entered it.

"Let's go!"

Li Shumei said, and they went straight in. They didn't use Dongtian inside. It seemed that they were inside a hall. Just after they entered, there was a sense of terror that oppressed them.This feeling is very depressing.

The interior space, four walls, hung with various pictures, on which, drill out a variety of powerful martial arts.

"There's something weird about it."

Ye Mo came in and looked at the pictures on the walls around him. His face was slightly dignified.

"Here, I haven't come in."

Li Shumei shook her head and said, "there is a corridor ahead. Let's go and have a look."

They just took a step, but the picture on the wall suddenly burst out a burst of white light, four white lights, dazzling, almost the whole space, extremely bright.

When the white light disappeared, there were figures hanging their heads and arms all around. They were like walking dead, lonely souls and wild ghosts, approaching Ye Mo and Li's thrush eyebrows. Those figures were covered with wounds, bloodstained and ferocious.

"What is this?"

Ye Mo looks at the forced figure, and his heart vibrates slightly. Those people seem to be attacking from the picture, but they give him a very real feeling.

"Is this a famous painting handed down by our painting family, the lonely soul painting?"

Li Shumei exclaimed: "I saw this painting, which was painted by the second patriarch of our painting family. Unexpectedly, this painting is activated here. Don't be bitten by them. Otherwise, we will become like them and become a ghost among the lonely soul paintings."

Hiss!

Hearing this, ye Mo can't help but take a breath. This painting clan really opened his eyes. It was just a painting. It was so powerful.

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