Chapter 253 Dilemma (fourth additional update)

Author: I have a battery car

Chapter 253 Dilemma (fourth additional update)

fear!

I didn’t expect that a piece of calligraphy and painting could have such power!

The monk was really scared, and he chose to take action last in this mission. He thought he was a sure shot against a group of opponents with the most talented immortal kings.

Who would have thought that such a weird thing would come out halfway!

In Zhenyu Tian and Zhenhun Tian, ​​there have long been rumors that the calligraphy and paintings of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty have super power. Unexpectedly, they can even neutralize the attack of a saint.

No, not even disintegration!

At this time, a terrifying power of the world and the aura of the avenue were rushing toward him in the scroll. The space around him had been blocked, leaving him with no way to hide!

"It's just a picture scroll. I really don't believe it can defy heaven."

The monk roared, and a Buddha relic flew out of the storage ring.

This is the most powerful item in Buddhism. Although each item can only be used once, it contains 30% of the Buddha's powerful blow.

The 30% power of a Tianzun can definitely surpass the full blow of many great saints!

The Buddha's relic burst out with intense light as soon as it appeared, and the laws and space fluctuations between heaven and earth became violent and distorted.

But before the Buddha relic could fully exert its power, the power of the world on the calligraphy and painting had already crushed it to pieces.

Didn't even make a sound, just disappeared?

The monk was a little frightened and unwilling. He couldn't figure out how an ordinary calligraphy and painting could withstand the power of such a vast world and the rhythm of the great road.

Even disposable items such as Buddha relics are made using extremely precious materials, which are the bones of saints.

Because ordinary things cannot seal such a powerful energy and will be exploded into pieces.

But the drawing paper in front of me is really just ordinary drawing paper, but the energy it emits is so terrifying.

boom

Before he could figure it out, his body and the world inside him were instantly shattered into powder by the laws of the world of calligraphy and painting.

Instant kill!

Although he was just a novice saint, he was instantly killed by a calligraphy and painting. Who the hell could he ask to reason?

At this time, not only the four daughters of Wu Meier and the nine female demon kings, but also the entire Chang'an City saw this scene.

Everyone knew that the calligraphy and painting was written by the emperor, so Zeng Qingfeng's image in everyone's minds instantly became like a god.

A piece of calligraphy and painting can kill the saint instantly!

"Sister Mei'er, is this really written by Brother Feng?"

Ye Rumeng felt her throat was a little dry. Although they all knew that Zeng Qingfeng was very powerful, they could not imagine that he was so powerful.

Wu Meier took a few deep breaths, as if she wanted to calm down her heart.

After a while, he said:

"It was indeed written by my husband. When I wrote it, I felt very casual. Now I finally understand why the sects in the world of immortality used to like to ask my husband for a calligraphy and painting! When he comes back, we will each ask for a few to keep with us.

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This thing is more effective than any other magical weapon!

Murong Yue snorted coldly and said:

"Brother Stinky Zeng, even if you have such a good thing, you didn't tell us to leave more for us, and you didn't even tell us that this calligraphy and painting is so powerful!"

Lin Mengyao blinked and said:

"Sisters, do you think there is a possibility that Brother Zeng himself doesn't know that calligraphy and painting have such power? Otherwise, why did he use it to exchange materials with people from the world of immortality?"

Hearing this, Wu Meier and others suddenly realized: Yes, Zeng Qingfeng may not even know it himself!

Some of the things he exchanged were for refining artifacts and super artifacts, and some were for refining fairy weapons.

But even a hundred immortal weapons may not be as good as one word he wrote!

Fortunately, he was still saying happily on weekdays: My random handwriting has been exchanged for such a genius treasure. People in the world of immortality are all rubes. Have they never seen the handwriting of a literary saint?

Now think about it, people in the world of immortality are not bumpkin, they have made a lot of money!

Fortunately, many sects have obtained Zeng Qingfeng's calligraphy and paintings. Otherwise, now that hundreds of tribes have invaded, the world of immortality would have fallen long ago.

The Tang Dynasty has only encountered a few enemy attacks so far, but this is actually thanks to the blessings of other sects.

Wu Meier suddenly slapped her head and said:

"That's right! My husband is always very cautious, but it seems he really doesn't know!"

Ye Rumeng couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Should we tell Brother Feng when he comes back?"

Wu Meier thought for a moment, then shook her head and said:

"It's better not to tell him, as long as we know. Although I don't know why, I think it's best to let the husband find out by himself."

"We listen to Sister Mei'er!"

Ye Rumeng and others nodded slightly, and after the scroll killed the saint instantly, the light on it quickly converged, and the scroll returned to its previous size and slowly fell downwards.

It looks like it has consumed all the energy on it and turned it into a real ordinary picture scroll!

Wu Meier reached out and grabbed the scroll in her hand, and then said happily:

"It seems that although my husband didn't know it, he accidentally left behind a way to protect us. We are so lucky to have such a husband!"

Ye Rumeng, Murong Yue, and Lin Mengyao all nodded in agreement.

Indeed, how many girls would be envious of a man as awesome as Zeng Qingfeng!

At this time, the space in mid-air rippled like water waves, and then a group of figures appeared.

It was Xiaojin, Xiaohong, Kunpeng, two saints and a group of semi-saints.

The number of semi-saints was reduced by half, but the two saints and Xiao Jin were all decorated with colors. The five-clawed golden dragon, ice and fire phoenix, and Kunpeng all transformed into their own bodies, and their huge bodies almost enveloped the entire palace.

The injuries on the body contain the power of the world and the energy of the law, and cannot be recovered in a short time.

The two middle saints were not much better. One had a burnt body, and the other had several eye-catching scratches on his body.

Wu Meier asked anxiously:

"Xiao Jin, how are you doing?"

Xiao Jin lowered his head, glanced at Wu Meier and said in a low tone:

"I'm sorry, mistress, because we have been promoted to saints not long ago, and the power of the world in our bodies is too little, so we really can't take them down."

The other party is the middle saint of two people who have given birth to life in the inner world. It is remarkable that Xiao Jin and the others can fight each other to the death of both of them just after being promoted.

It's really difficult to kill Zhongsheng.

Moreover, Xiaohong and Xiaojin had just returned from the Monster Forest, and they must have been consumed by a battle.

Now even the Zulong Space cannot be maintained, which shows that they have really tried their best.

Opposite me, a Zhongsheng who looked to be in his thirties snorted coldly and said:

"As expected of an ancient divine beast, even the strength of a mere first saint can injure us, and even kill a few semi-saints!"

Xiao Jin's face looked solemn at this time. If they continued to fight, they would be sure to protect themselves or the four mistresses, but the entire Chang'an City would be razed to the ground in the aftermath of the war!

"Stop talking nonsense. If you have the guts, fight us somewhere else. We really can't let go here!"

"We didn't have any objection to changing the place just now, but we didn't expect you to be so difficult to deal with. Now I just want you to surrender and accept death!"

The sage of Asura was an old man. After he finished speaking, he stretched out his palm, and the surrounding space became distorted, as if he wanted to crush the entire city of Chang'an.

"presumptuous!"

Xiaojin, Xiaohong, and Kunpeng were immediately furious. There were hundreds of thousands of people in Chang'an City!

Do these saints care so little about human life?

As expected, all saints are just ants. Facing hundreds of thousands of living lives, they have no mercy at all.

It's just that they are injured now, and even with all their strength, they cannot protect the entire Chang'an City.

"Mother, it's okay to cover you now."

Xiaohong couldn't help but send a message to Wu Meier. The meaning was very clear, hoping that Wu Meier would order a retreat.

As long as the mistress opens her mouth, the three divine beasts are still sure to escape with the four mistresses.

But the entire city of Chang'an and the people inside it can only be a dead end!

Wu Meier said with a solemn expression:
To be continued...