Dragon Tamer Chapter 79: The Dragon Painter
The blue tile and gray pavilion, the ink is full of fragrance, when Zhanan turned his eyes back, the city in front of him suddenly lost its original color.
is a series of thick and light ink brush lines, which outline the charm of the entire city of red lotus. Even the slightly undulating mountains and several ancient towers in the distance have become the furthest scenery...
The man who sells candied haws, he is just a few simple drawings.
The teahouse solicitor, he even only has a ball of ink shadow.
The wagons and passengers walking hurriedly, although they are already stationary, describe their toiling and running in detail.
Zhanan touched himself with his hand, wondering if he also became an ink painting, but he still has flesh and blood and temperature.
"Which expert is hosting a banquet here and waiting for exhibition? When I draw this city, I am flattered to show someone." Zhan An opened his mouth and said to the painted city of Mo.
The voice echoed in the painted city, and no one answered. On the long street facing Zhanan, a dark shadow suddenly appeared. It looks crowded and cramped at its feet!
The shadow of the black widow came step by step, and the ink painting city was trembling. When it reached the cross avenue ahead, all the vendors, pedestrians, officers and soldiers had disappeared, and the entire street was cleared, leaving only Zhanan and This giant black beast!
The black widow is wearing armor, and the hair of the whole body is swaying with the wind like a flame. Although it is completely drawn in black ink, because of the difference in ink color, it still gives people a kind of red fire possession. Powerful momentum!
"Fire Linlong?"
Zhanan recognized this creature.
and it is Mocheng's Fire Lin Dragon. For some reason, the moment it steps on to itself, it is like a real Fire Lin dragon standing in front of it, its majesty and sacred spirit undiminished!
Zhan An is very clear that this is definitely not an illusion.
The painting city he is in is real, and the ink painting of the fire-lin dragon in front of him is even more real. As a mortal, he cannot be deceived by the small folk art of fantasy.
The artist who drew Red Lotus City here and waited for him to join the net must also be a masterpiece...
Is there such a strong in Zulong City?
Zhanan doesn’t remember anyone who can reach this state. Taking painting as the reality, even the dragon drawn is not inferior to the fire-lin dragon deity!
"Since you are going to kill me, why don't you see me? I am also a mortal person of the Ancestral Dragon City State, and I can be regarded as your predecessor anyway." Faced with the approach of the Fire Linlong, Zhan An did not retreat. step.
Only his own voice is still echoing, and the painter, the mortal, does not mean to show up.
Zhanan frowned.
Is it a strong Gentile? ?
Li Ying, in order to kill herself, does not hesitate to ask Gentile gods or mortals with a shy face!
"Moo!!!!!!"
The fire dragon roars like a sacred cow, and it tramples on the ground, and you see a huge wave of flames rolling over most of the city.
The waves of flames hit, even if the ink lines fluctuate, the feeling of heat and impact is no different from the fire of molten lava, and the sleeves of Zhanan’s clothes are about to burn.
Zhanan jumped up, as light as a swan, he stepped on the ink eaves, and quickly avoided in the direction of the tower behind him.
The Mo Yan Lang destroyed all the houses and pavilions on the street. As the Huolin Dragon stepped away and chased, the Mo Yan wave surged higher and higher, and it almost swallowed up half of the city along the street!
flew up to the dome of the tower. The body of the tower was jet-black, and it was also made of ink and wash.
In an instant, the castle tower turned into fragments, and the shore was full of bows and left the strings, and the body almost turned into a long phantom in this explosive ejection.
Passing through the blazing waves of the city, you can see that the majestic curtain of fire has been swept away by Zhan'an.
faced the fire dragon and stretched out his bare hands, but his fist shone with blazing light at this moment, and the surrounding Mocheng was even distorted because of his punch!
"Boom~~~~~~~~~!"
The fire dragon slid out, and his fist suddenly exploded at the cross street, rushing the city of Ink Shadows like a pool of spilt ink, and for a time the entire painting city lost its original appearance .
The fire dragon shook its body. It did not tip over, but was shaken back by the force of the fist. Although the flames on its body were briefly extinguished, as the overbearing beast roared, its body surged again. Mo Yan, and it turned out to be stronger than before!
Zhan An's expression became serious.
I thought that the ink-painted dragon had its power and strength, but it was easy to break when touched, but I never thought that the fire-lin dragon made of ink would have such steel and iron bones, and it would be a little bit when I punched it on my arm. Tingling.
Besides, I haven't used the power of God for some years, and my strength is not as good as before.
stepped back for a while, Zhan An stared at the fire dragon, trying to find its flaws in the ghost painting. Since it is a painting, there must be something completely different from the real thing. Finding this painting city, the essence of this painting dragon, is effortless!
"Rumble rumbling~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
A huge noise rang from the collapsed tower behind him, and Zhan An felt an unprecedented horror behind him, making his neck chill and his whole body getting goose bumps!
He turned his head and saw the castle wall...
The walls of Red Lotus City are still tall and strong, even if there are creatures of the demon level, they can resist it.
The city wall is also outlined in ink, but what makes Zhan'an unbelievable is that the city wall began to squirm and stretch out!
The wall bricks resemble scales, and the city walls resemble bones. The wall guarding the Red Lotus City has come alive and turned into a city pond dragon, slowly raising its rock-like head, looking down at the tiny creature Zhanan...
Zhanan's heart is extremely shocked. This painting technique has reached its peak. The most terrifying thing is that this mortal can turn the dragon he has seen into his own dragon beast! !
The city wall of Red Lotus City definitely does not have the power of the gods. There is such a rumor that the city-state of the Ancestral Dragon is rumored to be a dragon bone!
This painter is clearly the city state Shenfan. She has seen the real keel of the Zulong city state, otherwise how could she use this painting technique.
"Zulong Shenji, the pinnacle of painting, are you the daughter of Li Ying?" Zhan An finally knew who the person in this painting city was.
It’s just that when he left the Zulong City-state, Li Ying’s daughter was just a child. After more than ten years, she has mastered such a magical power!
Zhan'an's words still didn't get a response. The other party didn't seem to need to talk to a dying person.
The oppression brought by the dragon of the city wall made it difficult for Zhanan to move for half a step, and the fire dragon in front of him even collided, Zhanan smiled bitterly, but showed indifferent to life and death...
He didn't think that he had just revealed God Fan, and he was killed. There was no resentment or hatred in his heart, but he was a little worried about the two little guys.
Fire Linlong, Zhan An can still be defeated, after all, the fire Linlong deity was also broken by him.
But the dragon behind the wall is accompanied by the soul of the ancestor dragon. Since this painter can paint it, the realm is already above himself, and he is no longer the unyielding and unbelieving young man. He had already exhausted his whole life of fighting spirit. He thought that he could find a quiet place to enjoy his old age, but in the end he did not escape the entanglement with Li Ying.
"Wow!~~~~~~~~~"
Suddenly, all the ink slid down like water, and the fire dragon in front of him turned into pools of splashing black ink while running, and the rampant flames flew drop by drop.
Behind , the terrifying painted ink beetle dragon slowly lay down to the earth, slowly twisting his body, encircling the ink painting city under his long dragon body, and all his momentum collapsed in an instant!
Like a ridiculous and magnificent dream, I was waking up on the couch.
As he stretched his ears, there was a shout of the downtown area again, and his surroundings were again full of toiling pedestrians.
are still blue tiles and gray buildings on both sides.
is a stone brick avenue in front of it, and in the distance is an ancient tower on the low mountain.
The red lotus city wall behind is quiet and majestic, with white rocks, limestones, and towers immobile, and has never turned into any lifelike dragon.
Everything was dream-like, and Zhan An’s eyes traveled through the bustling streets of Red Lotus City, yet he still did not see the painter, but the fear of being stared at by the painted dragon continued to spread in the depths of his soul!
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Red Lotus City, Guta Mountain.
A pond of red lotus, a viewing terrace, a stone case, an ink pen~IndoMTL.com~ A woman in a blue velvet coat, her eyes are like a lake, deep and beautiful, and the red lotus is reflected in the depth of her pupil City, reflecting the crowds on the streets.
A man in light-colored clothes, with beads of sweat on his forehead, he looked at the woman who was painting with an extremely solemn expression.
"Say." Nan Ling said.
"I followed the teacher's arrangement and went to Qingliu River City to assist a team of slaying magisters. When I arrived, all three mentors died, their deaths were peaceful, and the monsters disappeared." Zhu Minglang took a deep breath and explained this fact. Give Nan Ling yarn.
While climbing the mountain, Zhu Minglang saw the painting and ink change of the whole city. Although he didn’t know what Nan Lingsha was doing, the three instructors died suddenly. There must be extremely powerful monsters running rampant. Report it to the senior management of the college immediately.
"I will deal with it." Nan Lingsha sorted out the ink bamboo bottle beside her.
"Be careful girl, the monster has been cultivated for at least three thousand years." Zhu Minglang said.
Nan Lingsha still holds the pen, but this time she does not paint on canvas, but writes out of thin air.
I saw that the ink did not fall in the air, but a lifelike unicorn dragon was gradually drawn into shape.
lightly touched the eyeball, the unicorn dragon that was drawn came back to life.
"You sit in Red Lotus City for me." Qilinlong leaned over, Nan Lingsha sat sideways, and said to Zhu Minglang.
Soon, the Qilin dragon carried Nan Lingsha on the ridge of the low mountain. Before Zhu Minglang had time to ask how to sit in a city, she had already rushed dozens of miles away...
Zhu Minglang closed his mouth and looked at the peaceful Red Lotus City.
From aid to sitting in town, how come I am a student who has just enrolled in How to Train a Dragon Academy to shoulder so many responsibilities inexplicably? ?