Return of the Reborn God Emperor Chapter 1448: He came from the cloud!

An unnamed teenager was used for a long period of time to suppress the mountain gate with a pilgrimage to the mountain.

For many disciples of Jiuxiao Holy Land...

This is an unprecedented shame!

This shame is not snow, worthy of being a disciple of Jiuxiao!

"Humbling, I heard that the Son of God has gone out of customs, and I want to get a fair deal for Sister Baili Ziyan!"

"What? Your Highness is out of the game?"

A disciple was shocked.

Unlike Nangong Xi, the **** son of Jiuxiao Holy Land has been closed for many years.

There are rumors that the Divine Son of Jiuxiao Holy Land has entered a forbidden area, where he is fighting and tempering in order to cast the Supreme God Bridge!

"If so said..."

A disciple suddenly realized that he stepped back a few steps in a row, and murmured, "His Highness is going out, it means he has..."

In addition, the man smiled proudly and said, "Yes, Your Highness, the Son of God, has built the bridge of God, and has reached the top level!"

Shenqiao Shenqiao!

An exit.

Many disciples of Jiuxiao were shocked.

Just like martial artist's Fa, Yuan Dan, and Jin Dan, they are divided into nine to one grades, and above the first grade, there is also a level of spiritual quality.

martial artist's Martial Dao Shenqiao also has a strong and weak division.

It’s just that there is no Yuandan Jindan realm, so the division is so clear. Generally speaking, there are only four levels: inferior, middle grade, top grade and top grade.

The inferior Shenqiao means that the potential of martial artist basically stops at the Shenqiao realm.

Molded into a bridge of middle class gods, there is no small possibility to achieve the demise of the bridge heaven.

And if it is a top grade bridge, it means that this martial artist has the potential to become a town education level.

As for the Need for God Bridge...

"In this way, no matter whether it is His Highness of the Son of God or His Royal Highness, all have the power to become gods!"

"Maybe one day, Jiuxiao Holy Land, one of the three gods, surpassed the other two Holy Lands and became the overlord of Divine Martial Continent!"

Many disciples of Jiuxiao are very excited.

Just think about it, it's a very exciting future!

"Who is the first person to shoot?"

A disciple asked quietly.

Then everyone’s eyes fell on the scene.

It was a blue shirt guest, who was romantic and suave, and sat on the floor, with a scroll in front of him.

Under the eyes of all eyes, the blue shirt swiftly splashed ink, painted on the spot, a lifelike landscape picture, suddenly leaped on the paper, even vaguely revealing the void, replacing one side of the world!

"This is... Brother Qingshuike!"

"It is said that Brother Qing Chai Ke, who does not practice pupil surgery or sword swordsmanship, is extremely rare...Painting!"

"One painting day by day, the painting has a square circle, and the enemies of the younger blue shirt guest will be dragged into the painting. Unless the magical power of the painting is cracked, otherwise it will be exhausted to death!"

People are talking about it.

Suddenly, the shirtless players on the field opened their eyes wide and raised their hands.

The scroll in his hand flew out, and the higher the higher, it seemed to be a sky map, blooming in the sky, completely covering the mountain gate of Jiuxiao Holy Land!

"That Chen Xiao...He is here!"

Next, someone whispered.

Sure enough.

In the next second, everyone can feel the atmosphere suddenly changed.

A white figure of hunting, I don’t know when, it appeared at the end of the void, stepping on the bucket, and the clouds outside the mountain gate, all of them felt together, and they retreated one after another in all directions.

To stand on the ground and see the sky!

"This kid is here!"

"Well, it's enough to pretend, but he is still too arrogant!"

"At the moment he walked into the clouds, Brother Qingshanke's supernatural powers had enveloped him in!"

Just under the eyes of everyone, outside the mountain gate of Jiuxiao Holy Land, the wind suddenly surged!

The sky and clouds are constantly changing, as if the space is divided into countless, the distance between the Chen Xiao and the mountain gate is extended and stretched infinitely.

It seems that no matter how you progress, the distance between him and Shanmen will never change.

At this time, the shirtless man got up without looking back, and walked towards the mountain gate.

"He has fallen into my landscape, and as long as he doesn’t arbitrarily, there will be no worry about his life, but he will be trapped for seven days."

After hearing the words of the shirtless people, everyone suddenly rejuvenated.

Although painting magical powers, it seems to be inferior to Martial Dao magical powers, with powerful lethality.

However, to draw the magical powers of the Dao, it is even more mysterious and mysterious. Between the splashes of ink, trapping the enemy and killing the enemy in the invisible, it can be called a means of immortality!

"Gee, although he is the ancestor of the Nine Spirit True God, he invited this son to the Holy Land, but if he couldn’t even enter the mountain gate, he would lose his face!"

"If he can’t even enter the door, what other face does he have to worship the mountain?"

"Brother Tsing Yi Ke, without moving the sword or the soldiers, will solve this problem and deserves to be one of the nine masters of the nine Xiaoxiao!"

Qing shirt guest, ten heroes of Jiuxiao Holy Land, ranked seventh!

After doing all this, the shirtless man still looked indifferent, and all kinds of praises kept coming from everywhere. He turned a blind eye and walked slowly towards the residence.

At this point, the young boy in white is destined to lose face.

"Huh?"

All of a sudden.

The blue shirt frowns slightly.

Obviously he has walked out dozens of feet, but the distance to the distant palace seems to be still so far, not shortened even a minute!

"What's going on?"

The face of the green shirt guest changes slightly.

This scene, some deja vu, made him suddenly have a bad hunch~IndoMTL.com~ Could it be said..."

For the first time, the green shirt guest urged mana, with ink flashing beneath his feet, pedaling the magic pen, and his speed soared to the limit in an instant!

However...

Baiyun Canggou, the world is changing.

When he refocused, he still stood in the same place, the mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and the world is not easy!

"This, this, this..."

The blue shirt shook his body, his face unbelievable.

The distance he just ran was dozens of miles away, but once he stopped, he returned to his place.

He seems to be trapped in a picture, and no matter how he rushes to fly, he can't jump out of the scope of this picture!

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"In this world, there can be no one else who has a mastery of painting skills beyond me--"

The blue shirt guest's face was dull and lost his voice.

And outside.

Everyone froze.

I saw that the young man in the blue shirt seemed to be suddenly enchanted. Sometimes he ran in a circle, sometimes weeping his head, making people feel numb!

"Brother Tsing Yi Ke! Wake up! Wake up!"

It's just that no matter what the call is, the shirtless people are unaware, and they still run wildly there!

At this moment, everyone suddenly saw a flower.

The green shirt guest on the run is gradually flattened, and an invisible picture slowly emerges from the void, and then rolls into an axis, falling into the hands of a white boy.

"This...this is!!!"

At this moment.

People are shocked to notice...

The handsome and suave green shirt guest fell into a painting from the beginning.

This, even they, never noticed it!

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