Paint the founder of Xinzhai, the giant who makes the heavens tremble in the depths of the starry sky.
His status is enough to be called the leader of Jiutian Pavilion and the leader of Galaxy God Cult!
But now, a young boy interrupted him forcefully and accused him of saying that everything he said was just... nonsense!
The painter has not experienced this feeling for a long time.
For a moment, I couldn't believe it.
"Have you ever seen me?"
After a while, the painter asked.
He was dressed in white and stood there with his hands behind his back. Even if it was just a ray of will power, his proud majesty still made the world tremble and the mountains and rivers dim, as if the supreme master had come to the world!
Su Yi took out the wine bottle, took a sip, and said casually: "I did meet you last time when I was killing a character named Feng Ji."
They are imprinted with will and cannot know each other.
Even the painter himself cannot sense the changes in the "imprint of will" left by him.
In the final analysis, the Will Brand is not a clone of the Great Dao, but just a spirit that belongs to the monks.
"You killed Feng Ji..."
A hint of surprise appeared on the painter's eyebrows, and he looked at Su Yi again.
Immediately, his pupils narrowed slightly.
Nineteen-year-old Xuanzao Realm emperor?
Moreover, it can also kill Feng Ji, Fei Yun and other Xuanyou realm figures?!
“Really interesting!”
The painter showed interest.
Su Yi couldn't help but laugh and said: "You said the same thing last time when I killed the willpower you left in Feng Ji's soul."
The painter was surprised: "Really? If you put it that way, you must have an extremely powerful force that is enough to withstand and resolve my willpower attack, right?"
He was really surprised. The green-robed young man in front of him was full of weirdness and strangeness, which piqued his curiosity.
Su Yi said calmly: "Yes, because of this, I think you'd better not act rashly, lest this brand of will be destroyed."
The painter took a deep look at Su Yi and said, "Don't worry, it's rare for me to meet an interesting little guy like you, so I won't end your life early."
Su Yi shook his head, "Wrong. It's because I don't want to erase your will power right away, so I'll give you a chance to talk to me."
The painter frowned, then smiled and said: "Only children are obsessed with competing in words. That's all. Since you say that, I will just listen to it."
Those casual words were full of an overlooking attitude, as if he was too lazy to argue with his juniors.
However, this kind of behavior made Su Yi laugh for a while, and said: "It's just a force of will, and it's not your true identity. Is it necessary to pretend like this?"
The smile on the painter's face faded.
From the beginning of the conversation, the young man in front of him showed a very strong attitude, as if he didn't take him seriously, which made him slightly sulky.
"Since we are talking about my position, do you know who I am?"
The painter said slowly.
While Su Yi was drinking, he thought to himself and said, "You want to use your reputation to suppress me? Unfortunately, you have found the wrong person this time."
He looked at the painter and said: "Maybe you have a great reputation and power deep in the starry sky, but in my eyes, after all, you are just a character who bullies the weak and fears the strong."
The painter couldn't help but chuckle, "Bullying the weak and fearing the strong? Little guy, are you sure you know who I am?"
There was disdain in his voice.
Su Yi said without hesitation: "Aren't you the master's defeated general?"
The smile on the painter's face solidified
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, his aura then became terrifying, and the world, mountains and rivers began to tremble violently.
And his eyes were staring at Su Yi like a bright sword, "Who told you?!"
The voice was filled with great majesty and was extremely compelling.
At this moment, Su Yi felt unprecedented pressure and almost felt suffocated.
Undoubtedly, the painter's behavior is too terrifying. Even just a ray of willpower is incredibly powerful!
But as Su Yi communicated the power of his soul with the Nine Hell Sword, the power that oppressed him was suddenly wiped away!
The painter's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally realized that what the young man in front of him said was true, and he indeed had a power that could resist him!
Realizing this, the painter suddenly showed a warm smile, cupped his hands slightly and said: "I was blinded before, may I ask my dear friend, who is your surname and who is your apprentice?"
Attitudes change so quickly, it's like turning the page in a book.
But this made Su Yi's heart tremble.
Beings like the painter, who can be respected in the world with the leader of the Galaxy Sect and the leader of Jiutian Pavilion, are undoubtedly powerful.
But he can pick it up and put it down with ease!
People like this are undoubtedly the most difficult and dangerous!
Think about it, even though the person was so frightened that the person had to hide, he was not able to behead him in the end. You can imagine how extraordinary this person is.
Su Yi thought: "You can answer some questions for me, and I won't mind telling you."
"Can."
The painter smiled and nodded.
Su Yidao: "What do you want to do by sending your disciples to the Xuanhuang Star Realm?"
"These things are not secrets, so it doesn't hurt to tell you."
The painter stretched out two fingers and said, "Two things, one is to explore the secret of reincarnation, and the other is to explore the origin of chaos in the Xuanhuang Star Realm.
, which is the so-called Xuanhuang Mother Qi.”
Su Yi was slightly shocked, and then he realized that Hua Xinzhai, in addition to collecting Xuanhuang mother energy, was also exploring the secret of reincarnation just like Jiutian Pavilion and Xinghe Divine Sect!
The painter asked with a smile: "Have you refined some of the black and yellow mother energy, my little friend? Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist the power of the 'Law of Nirvana' in my painting."
Undoubtedly, he suspected that Su Yi's ability to kill Feng Ji and Fei Yun was related to the refining of Xuanhuang Mother Qi!
"I'm asking you a question."
Su Yi reminded.
Being treated like this made the painter almost unable to suppress the murderous desire in his heart, and he felt an unprecedented sense of depression.
In the past, let alone a Xuanzhao realm character, he was a Kaiwang-level figure deep in the starry sky. If you dared to be disrespectful to him, you would have been slapped to death by him!
But in the end, the painter endured it.
His smile remained unchanged and he said, "Just ask, little friend."
"Among the powerful Hua Xinzhai warriors who came to the Xuanhuang Star Realm, there is a woman with a very special status, whom Feng Ji and the others call 'Miss'..."
As soon as Su Yi said this, the painter's expression changed quietly, and he couldn't help but interrupt, "What's wrong with her?"
Su Yi suddenly realized that the painter was obviously a little nervous!
"Who is she?" Su Yi asked.
The painter was silent, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared little by little.
After a while, he raised his head, stared at Su Yi, and said with great majesty in his calm tone: "You don't need to know her identity, but I can tell you clearly that if anything happens to her, I will let this person
The whole world will be buried with him!"
boom!
The earth trembled and the mountains and rivers shook violently.
The power of the painter at this moment is simply terrifying to an unimaginable level.
If you were any character in the Mysterious Realm here,
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I'm afraid that if I don't even have time to struggle, my soul will be completely suppressed by that power!
However, Su Yi was not affected.
His spirit and the breath of the Nine Hell Sword were in harmony, completely canceling out the pressure released from the painter.
"She is your daughter?"
Su Yi said with great interest.
The painter was silent, his expression was uncertain, he wanted to take action immediately and kill this kid!
Even an idiot can see that he doesn't want to talk about it at all, but this kid just doesn't want to open the pot!
"Is he your Taoist companion?"
Su Yi asked again.
The painter's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he said expressionlessly: "That's enough! Do you really think that I don't dare to kill people?"
He was obviously angry, and if he didn't hide it, the whole world suddenly fell into an atmosphere of great terror.
Su Yi smiled nonchalantly, "Don't be angry, I'm just curious. Even if you don't answer, I will confirm it when I see her in the future."
Painter: "???"
This guy is really trying to figure her out!?
At this moment, the murderous intention in the painter's heart could no longer be suppressed and completely exploded.
"Little thing, you really deserve to die!!"
Every word is like thunder, resounding throughout the heaven and earth.
The painter's right hand reached out, and like a stroke of brush, he drew a sudden stroke in the void.
boom!
A cloud of smoke burst out of the sky, turning into a brilliant and dazzling war spear, piercing the air and stabbing Su Yi.
Just that kind of power pierced the sky, causing the void where Su Yi was to be torn into pieces, suddenly collapsing.
Seeing Su Yi's figure about to suffer, an obscure sword chant suddenly sounded.
The Qingying Sword roared up and swept across the sky.
clang!!!
The war spear was blocked by the sword's edge, and the two collided, erupting into a wave of power that destroyed the world.
Su Yi's figure was severely shaken by this blow, and his blood was boiling all over his body. He was so uncomfortable that he almost coughed up blood.
"Sure enough, it is not easy to control this old thing's willpower if he is not in his own sea of consciousness."
Su Yi sighed secretly.
When Feng Ji was killed last time, the painter's will power imprinted in Feng Ji's soul rushed directly into his sea of consciousness, and he was counterattacked by the Nine Hell Sword, so he was easily killed.
Completely different from now.
Because at this moment, although the painter is still a wisp of willpower, he can control the secret technique and use his own Taoism. Such power can only be achieved by Su Yi's own Taoism, so he is no match for him.
This is also the reason why Su Yi would delay time before, or even anger the painter.
It's not that I really want to chat with such a terrifying opponent, but I just want to take this opportunity to detect the artist's reality and consume his willpower.
And when he took action at this time, Su Yi immediately realized that the painter's willpower was far inferior to the power of the clone of the fisherman, the leader of the Galaxy God Sect!
It should be noted that at the bank of the Samsara Pond, facing the fisherman's Dao Avatar, Su Yi was suppressed to the point of being unable to save himself even if he used the power of the Nine Hell Sword.
In the end, it was the will power left in the human sword of the viewer that was awakened, and he killed the fisherman's Dao clone in one fell swoop!
But now, the painter is just a ray of will power, naturally far from being comparable to the fisherman's clone.
At least after blocking this blow, Su Yi was not injured!
When he realized this, Su Yi no longer had any worries, and there was even a hint of fighting intent surging in the depths of his deep eyes.
Fighting against an opponent of the painter's level, even if the opponent is just a ray of willpower, makes Su Yi eager to try and full of expectations.