Chapter 3202： Under the shaking of the starry sky

"Swish swish!"

Star ink illustration galaxy.

The star ink map galaxy is the name of the ancient painting sect for their domain.

Tens of thousands of stars gather, and each star exudes luster.

From a distance, it looks like an extremely beautiful starry sky map.

The ancient painting sect is different from the Tianlong clan.

The realm of the Tianlong clan is only that piece of ocean. They don't have their own planet or people in their own realm.

The ancient painting sects are different. They belong to the human race, and the human race is one of the largest races in the universe.

The ancient painting sect has several trillions of people and has a deep heritage.

They are strong, generation after generation, getting stronger and stronger.

But unfortunately, it provokes the Dragon Palace.

Today's star ink map galaxy, has not yet received the news of their sect powerhouse being destroyed.

Even ordinary disciples did not know that their ancient painting sect went to the distant Milky Way to destroy the Dragon Palace.

"It's really a bright starry sky."

Wang Xian and the others flew in the Star Ink Atlas galaxy, looking at the bright starry sky ahead, said lightly.

"Their ancient painting sect has formed a strong heritage, generation after generation, unless all the people are destroyed, it will be difficult to completely destroy it."

"However, this time it was a devastating blow to the ancient painting sect. Almost all of the Universe Lords were destroyed."

Liu Shen said lightly.

"The base camp of the ancient painting sect, on the bridge of the ancient painting planet, go, let's pass."

As Wang Xian said, his eyes fell on the center of the galaxy.

The Bridge of Ancient Painting Planets is a huge bridge connecting dozens of planets and dozens of mountains.

This is the base camp of the ancient painting sect and the most prosperous place of the ancient painting sect.

The holy place of ancient paintings.

The speed of Wang Xian and the others was very fast. After half an hour, the magnificent ancient painting planet bridge appeared in sight.

"Block the surrounding area."

Wang Xian glanced at a holy place where the mountains connected to the planet, and said.

"It's the Dragon King!"

A group of forty universe venerables in the Dragon Palace immediately came to the left and right of this ancient painting planet bridge.

They stood in the void, with a terrifying aura rising from their bodies.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the next moment, a wave of dragon power rolled towards the bridge of the ancient painting planet.

"Huh? Who dare to be wild in our ancient painting sect?"

When a wave of power covered it, five or six old men flew out at the center of the bridge of the ancient painting planet.

Their eyes were full of terrifying murderous aura.

Behind the five or six elders, there are hundreds of middle-aged young people.

They looked at Wang Xian and the crowd, and their faces sank.

"Wow!"

Wang Xian moved around and came to the crowd at a terrifying speed.

Chains blocked the surroundings.

"Ok?"

Several people from the ancient painting sect saw this scene, their pupils shrank slightly.

"Who is yours?"

The old man in the center stared at Wang Xian with a calm face, his face changed.

"Hehe, Dragon King of Dragon Palace!"

Wang Xian smiled and introduced himself faintly.

"Dragon King..."

Hearing Wang Xian's words, the expressions of several old men changed obviously.

"I don't want to waste time. I will inform you that your death date is up and your ancient painting sect will be destroyed."

As he said, the chains penetrated directly towards them.

"Stop the Dragon King, we are from the Xingjiang clan."

An old man's face changed wildly, and he shouted immediately.

"Oh?"

Wang Xian raised his eyebrows when he heard his words, and looked at the old man who was talking: "Take out something to prove your identity, and then leave within three seconds, otherwise don't leave."

Full of powerful voices spread into the ears of the old man, making the old man's face changed wildly.

Behind them, the faces of several youths showed anger.

"We are disciples of the Xingjiang clan, do you still want to threaten us?"

A young man couldn't help but roared in a low voice.

"puff!"

However, when he had just finished speaking, a chain instantly penetrated it.

His eyes widened, a look of horror appeared on his face.

"In that case, all die."

As Wang Xian said, chain after chain pierced towards them instantly.

"Dragon King, we are the Xingjiang clan, did you kill us to be an enemy of our Xingjiang clan?"

The old man of the Xingjiang Clan's Universe Venerable Level was full of amazement and immediately shouted loudly.

"Ha ha."

"I have destroyed the ancient painting sect and the Tianlong clan. I am afraid that your Xingjiang clan, a little disciple, dare to be mad in front of me?"

There was a look of disdain on Wang Xian's face.

"Puff puff!"

In the next moment, chains penetrated their bodies.

"Come on!"

At the same time, with a wave of his arm, the body of a second-order ancient painting sect expert in the front of the universe trembled slightly, and a message entered Wang Xian's mind.

"What are you doing? You dare to be wild here in our ancient painting sect!"

"Jie Jie Jie, run wild, I will destroy you today."

"boom!"

The sound of attack came, accompanied by a scream.

"Everyone will kneel down for Lao Tzu, don't think about running away, be honest, otherwise Lao Tzu will slaughter your ancient paintings today."

Baqi's icy voice spread across the bridge of the ancient painting planet, and his murderous aura was not concealed.

"call!"

Wang Xian opened his eyes at this moment, a cold color appeared on his face.

He swept his gaze, and put all the corpses away.

According to the memory of the old man, when the venerables of the ancient painting sect set off in the Dragon Palace, in order to prevent accidents in their base camp, they invited several venerables of the Xingjiang clan to come as guests.

This is mainly to deter some Xiaoxiao.

"All Void God Emperors above Tier 3 are killed."

Wang Xian absorbed some memories, opened his eyes, and issued a killing order.

Since the ancient painting sect wants to destroy their dragon palace, then their dragon palace cannot let the ancient painting sect resurrect.

All Void God Emperors above Tier 3 beheaded.

As long as the inheritance of the ancient painting sect is broken, the ancient painting sect will be completely silent.

"It's the Dragon King, Jie Jie Jie, the trash of the ancient painting sect, want to destroy our Dragon Palace, today we will cut off your inheritance."

"Everyone kneels down, and the Void God Emperor's third-order or higher self will dictate himself, otherwise Laozi will start to kill!"

Baqi threatened with a full face.

They don't need to take action, as long as the disciples of the ancient painting sect disobey, they will directly bombard a planet, depending on whether you want to survive by yourself or save other disciples.

Wang Xian glanced, and flew straight to the position below.

According to his memory, he has determined the location of the treasure house of ancient paintings.

"Goooo!"

"This... how could this happen, our ancient painting sect experts are all destroyed?"

"Dragon Palace killed it? They actually killed it. They want to destroy our ancient painting sect family."

On the bridge of the ancient painting planet, the bodies of countless ancient painting sect disciples trembled, and their faces were full of shock.