Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 219: Draw a dragon

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Heaven and Earth silence, wind and rain, and waves and waves are all incorporated into the picture, and the people and dragons in ink are constantly changing.

There was a long mark of ink dragging between the motion and the speed, and the speed was almost to the limit. I saw two strong and elegant marks of ink flowing vertically and horizontally. , Forming a whirlpool that spins rapidly, and the scroll is chaotic.

Everyone looked at this shocking battle. Only Chu Danqing only looked at the scroll in front of him, blood flowing from his wrist, flowing along the fingers to the pen end, galloping in the painting.

Emerald Blood Painting, blood turned into ink.

His face became paler and his spirit became stronger, with a bit of enthusiasm, he left all things Heaven and Earth behind, only the painting in front of him.

Gu Yanying also looked back in surprise, then turned back and continued to watch the game.

I do n’t know how long it has been, there is a sudden "kacha", very slight but very clear, seems to sound in everyone's heart, breaking the silence between the sea and the sky.

A silhouette fell from the air, fell into Ink Sea with a puff, and slowly floated up again. It was Li Qingshan. His eyes closed tightly, floating motionlessly on the sea, a long scarlet hair spread out, a left leg and a right arm disappeared, his body was scarred, but the wound was not bright red blood, but black ink.

Gu Yanying breathed a sigh of relief, but when it reached his mouth, it turned into a sigh.

"The outcome is divided!"

"He, is he dead?" Si Bao is a little unbelievable.

Gu Yanying shook his head, "He won."

Li Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at the sky quietly, and raised a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Dragon King, you lost!"

The voice did not fall, the sound of kacha became a piece, from a slight to a roar, rumbling resounded through Ink Sea.

The picture scrolls gradually collapsed and fell into the sea one after another, and Heaven and Earth was filled with colors again, which was the last glimmer of the setting sun.

All spectators have a sense of trance, it turned out that the battle lasted for such a short time.

Mo Wuhen suddenly appeared again, standing on the sea, only a few feet away from Li Qingshan's head, staring down at him.

"Why, do you have to fight again?" Li Qingshan looked up at him.

Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth rushed into the body, Earth Divine Power gave him endless power, Fire of the Phoenix burned, removed the ink color, repaired the injury, and even the broken limb was reborn in the curl of the flame.

"Qian Qiu's painting is indeed a very strong trick, especially above this Ink Sea, but it is still no match for my fist." Li Qingshan raised his right fist in the flames, and the power of vibration is indeed very strong Restraint of such means, Dead End Wild Flower Blade sounded a soft chirp, "Un, and a knife!"

Ink Sea's Dragon King didn't say a word and didn't shoot.

He is well aware of one thing. Even if there is a whole piece of Ink Sea as a support, he cannot crush Li Qingshan. He can only support himself for a while and be defeated not so soon.

In short, the destructive power of Ink Sea's Dragon King cannot penetrate tortoiseshell and cowhide, crush the tiger bone of Lee Qingshan, and extinguish Fire of the Phoenix.

"It's strange that you don't have Innate Divine Ability."

Li Qingshan said that although Ink Sea's Dragon King has used all kinds of means, none of them are really Innate Divine Ability, and for Monster Race, Divine Ability is the foundation of everything.

If Ink Sea's Dragon King has any offensive Divine Ability, and the true cohesion of Ink Sea ’s enormous strength is released, the outcome is particularly unknown.

But what surprised him is that the former Verdant Province Monster Race Crown Prince Ink Feather, a guy who is many times weaker than Ink Sea's Dragon King, can also perform Innate Divine Ability.

"Because I am not a demon." Ink Sea's Dragon King finally spoke.

"Oh, you turned Ink Feather from a painting into a demon, but you still can't help yourself? It's really boring to think about it, I have always been regarded as a strong enemy guy, it turned out to be really just a painting, or Say, draw the soul! "

Li Qingshan shook his head, and suddenly jumped up, smashing the ink without a trace with a punch, splashing the sky with ink droplets.

"However, whether you want to fight or not, you will not be completely defeated, I will not stop!"

Mo Wuhen ’s figure condensed in the distant sky again, and nodded to Li Qingshan slightly. If he stopped, it would be the biggest insult. But knowingly lost to it, and blindly entangled, it was not his style. The dragon eye in the eyes disappeared, and it became a blank again, and the expression suddenly became dejected.

At this time, Chu Danqing completed the last stroke, not depicting the process of fierce battle, but the scene where the dragon and tiger initially roared, and then the fierce battle, but it seems to be all incorporated into the painting, giving people endless imagination.

He showed a pale smile, his breath was weakened to the extreme, and he suddenly realized that the battle was over. He looked around for Ink Sea's Dragon King, and a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Good painting."

"Master!"

Chu Danqing looked back abruptly, Ink Sea's Dragon King was looking at the picture with blank eyes, and admired.

"Five must-have painting arts, you have gained some essence, and then you can practice slowly by yourself."

"Master, you ..." Chu Danqing seemed to feel something.

"It's time to come out, it's time to go back."

Ink Sea's Dragon King said quietly, suddenly with a big sleeve waving, Ink Sea was violently tumbling again, a circle of coastline gradually faded the ink color, contracted and condensed toward the center of the sea, the last drop of ink rose to the sky, suspended in palm of Ink Sea's Dragon King, and shot into Chu Danqing The Dantian, into the lily of the limbs, soul Sea of Consciousness, flowing in the blood.

The Ink Sea below shows a clear blue color, eliminating the influence of the five Immortal's remaining tens of years and turning it into a blue sea. After all this, Ink Sea's Dragon King's figure dispersed with the wind, Chu Danqing reached out his hand, but only touched the warm sea breeze.

At the same time, in the distant void, an ink dragon gradually appeared on a snow-white painting wall, and he tried to fly, but his eyes were blank, and he suddenly seemed powerless and could only be stuck on the wall.

Two figures vaguely appear, one Tsing Yi person and one yellow robe.

Huang Pao Ke asked: "Why did Fellow Daoist stop writing, only drawing dragons without finishing eyes, and it was so distracting."

Tsing Yi people replied: "The point is Ascending Tianwai, or forget it!"

"Oh, okay, okay."

Yellow robe is unbelievable, cultivation is a man of painstaking cultivation, and wanting Ascending is also difficult. With a painting in this area, I dare to say what Ascending is.

The Tsing Yi people are unconscious, looking at the dragon in the painting with a smile.

Sunset rises and the moon rises, clear and bright.

Chu Danqing recalled the experiences of these years. I could n’t help but cry with tears. I wiped it with my sleeve. The ink on the sleeve was stained, and I could n’t help but stay a while.

"Dan Qing, are you okay!"

Li Qingshan came over, kindly asked said, I saw Chu Danqing covered in black and black, standing in the dark can almost hide invisible, really dark and ink, even the white eyes are black.

"I ..."

Chu Danqing looked at his hands and realized that Ink Sea's Dragon King used extraordinary means to integrate the power of Ink Sea into his within the body.

"Hey, stop crying, it's a waste."

Li Qingshan knows that Chu Danqing ca n’t control this force now, let alone digest it.

"Qingshan, you promised me something, do you still count?" Chu Danqing wiped away tears and asked Li Qingshan.

"Of course." Lee Qingshan smiled.

"Painting Tomb is about to open."

"Then I will walk with you!" rs