Super God Gene Chapter 3213: The old man in the picture

"Your Majesty, I'll ask the ministers to come in and escort..." A priest said while protecting the injured Emperor Jingzhen and the high priest backing away.

"Shut up, no one is allowed to leave the temple, otherwise they will be killed without mercy. If there is any rumor about today's affairs, you will all die." Jingzhen said with a gloomy face and gritted teeth.

Emperor Jingzhen couldn't imagine that if the Great Qin Ancestral Temple changed drastically and the news of his serious injury spread, it would have an impact on the Qin state. The losses suffered by the Qin state at that time would be immeasurable.

Emperor Jingzhen would never allow such a thing to happen, and he also believed that the old man in the painting could solve the current problem.

"Imperial Father." Qin Bai walked to Emperor Jingzhen with a crying voice. He had never seen Emperor Jingzhen like this before, with his hair disheveled and blood on the corners of his mouth. His pale face was full of blue air.

"Don't be afraid of Bai'er, it's fine." Emperor Jingzhen patted Qin Bai's head and asked a cronie to take Qin Bai away from the ancestral temple first.

Although the crown prince leaves the ancestral temple first, it will be suspicious, but Emperor Jingzhen is unwilling to risk Qin Bai's life. This is his only son of Jingzhen, and there can be no mistakes.

Qiangzi showed a smile, and then looked at Han Sen behind Qin Bai and said, "You are Han Sen, right? The widow has long wanted to see you, but I didn't expect to see you at this time, Taifu said. Sure enough, you are an unusual person."

"I also ask Your Majesty to forgive me for the uninvited crime." Han Sen said casually, his mind was not on Emperor Jingzhen at all, and he had been paying attention to the old man and Wan'er in the painting.

"Your Majesty, who is the old man in the painting?" Han Sen saw that the old man in the painting was full of radiance, without any humanity. No matter how you looked at it, he was a god, not a human being.

"It's better to come uninvited, if it wasn't for you, Bai'er would be in danger." Emperor Jingzhen paused and said, "That venerable man is not a human being, but a supreme deity, who was born before eternity. It can already be compared to the existence of twelve destruction-level gods."

"The existence of twelve destruction-level gods on the shoulders?" Han Sen was slightly startled, such gods were not in the temple, how could they be in a painting of Qin Guozugao.

Emperor Jingzhen did not hide it, and said: "The widow does not know the origin of this venerable man, but only knows that it is a powerful man who was invited by an ancestor to guard the ancestral temple. It is said that he is an ancient god. The Twelve Righteous Gods were extremely powerful long before, but I have searched all the information and have not found any information related to this Venerable."

Hearing Emperor Jingzhen's words, Han Sen's heart moved. The radiance on the old man in the painting is indeed extremely powerful. Even the instant goddess Han Sen fought with before did not have such a terrifying radiance.

But apart from the twelve Destruction-level gods, only the one in the Gene Temple has such radiance, and the old man in the painting is not among them.

If it must be said that such a powerful **** exists, it must only come from before the restart of the universe.

Han Sen heard from the Lord of the Temple that because of the restart of the universe, the power of the gods in the heavens has been greatly weakened. After restarting, the goddess has not recovered the divine power that the original destruction-level gods should have.

Existences like the old man in the painting are likely to be powerful gods before the restart of the big universe. For some reason, they have not been affected by the restart of the big universe, so it is possible to have such a terrifying divine brilliance.

However, even if the old man is comparable to the Destruction-level God in his peak state, Han Sen doesn't think he can match Wan'er in this state.

Wan'er's eyes were still the same, as if she didn't hear what the old man in the painting said, she walked in the sky step by step, as if she didn't look at the old man in the painting at all.

"The latitude and longitude of the world, everything is painted." The old man in the painting seemed to be irritated by Wan'er's contempt, and a wooden stick in his hand suddenly spread towards Wan'er.

Han Sen has seen the power of Emperor Xie Qing to turn drawn things into entities, but he has never seen the power to turn entities into paintings.

The radiance of the old man in the painting has turned what actually existed in the Taimiao into a two-dimensional picture.

It's as if the real scene has become a two-dimensional animation, and everything has become so unreal.

However, Wan'er, who was dressed in golden flames, was not affected by that power, and continued to walk in the air step by step. The power seemed to have no effect on her at all.

The expression of the old man in the painting changed slightly. He was a painting god. Before the restart of the big universe, he was a **** of destruction. There were not only twelve gods of destruction at that time.

It's just that he chose to degenerate and join the Chaos Society. In the last battle, in order to escape the catastrophe of the restart of the universe, he hid in a picture scroll with supreme divine power~IndoMTL.com~ Therefore, he escaped the catastrophe and was not erased by the power of the restart of the great universe.

But I didn't want to be trapped in the picture scroll. Later, an emperor of Qin got the divine painting by chance, and accidentally opened the divine painting, so that the painting **** was able to get out of trouble.

In order to repay the Emperor of Qin and to be able to find a place to live, the painting **** who had long lost the temple agreed to guard the ancestral temple of Qin and accepted the worship of the Qin royal family.

The painting **** has also heard the legend of Qin Xiu and Qin Waner, but at that time he was still trapped in the painting of the gods.

Humans rely on the power of the bloodline and genetic species of the gods, no matter how strong they can be, but the Wan'er in front of him now makes him have to be careful.

Seeing that the power of the painting **** could not affect Wan'er in the slightest, the divine brilliance of the painting **** flowed and suddenly condensed on the wooden staff in his hand.

The jug hanging on the top of the wooden stick flew up automatically, pouring out ink-like liquid from it, the painting **** used the top of the wooden stick to touch the ink, like a huge pen, drawing the ink to Wan'er. past.

The world seems to have turned into a painting in an instant. Wherever the stick of the painting god, the space stained with ink immediately becomes a chaotic darkness, as if it was painted black, no matter the original What is drawn on the drawing paper, once it is blackened with ink, it does not exist.

As long as anything is drawn by the ink on the wooden staff, it will immediately be submerged in the darkness and chaos. The old man waved the wooden staff in his hand and instantly painted one end of the temple black, half of the temple. All turned into a state of darkness and chaos, and Wan'er was in it.

The state of the temple now looks very strange, half of the original temple, while the other half has become a two-dimensional world-like dark chaos.