To paint Saint Taoqi, he uses a paintbrush as a weapon and his painting skills are uncanny.
When he painted a scene, there were wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the sky;
The objects he painted, whether birds or animals, were all lifelike, and his magical powers were manifested at his disposal.
This is a saint whose writing is like a god. He can single-handedly create the Holy Land of Alchemy, so he is certainly not an ordinary person.
But now, the painting saint is fighting with people outside the Honghu Inn, and the one he is confronting is not any well-known saint.
Chen Shanming, the great elder of the Chen clan, Chen Qinghe visited various major forces before, and even Chen Qinghe was not welcomed. He just stayed beside him silently, so naturally he could not attract anyone's attention.
The Chen clan has only been in the world for a few short years, and the information available to various factions about this great elder is extremely limited, and he can be said to be unknown.
Judging from the reputation alone, this is a battle with great disparity in strength, but the situation on the scene is not like that at all.
"Certainly!"
He used the sacred brushwork of Spring and Autumn Period to interpret all kinds of murderous scenes, but Chen Shanming only said one final word.
In an instant, the void froze, the wind stopped blowing, the rain stopped falling, and the lifelike painted animals turned into ink!
This scene was seen by the heroes of the major forces who walked out of the inn, and it couldn't help but bring back long-lasting memories.
The holy art of three determinations, the ultimate in the path of saints...
"What's going on? How come the Alchemy Holy Land and the Chen Clan are fighting?"
Sheng Tuo, the current leader of the Dawn God Clan, looked astonished, and Sheng Kuafu next to him was also quite surprised.
There was actually a saint among the people of the Chen family attending the meeting this time, which was really beyond his expectation.
Remembering that Brother Yunfei had concealed his strength before, this Chen clan is really low-key.
Seeing that it was the leader of the Dawn God Clan who was asking, the monk who had witnessed the incident in the cafeteria hurried forward and took the initiative to tell the whole story.
"It was Tao Qi who took the initiative to provoke him. In my impression, he is not that kind of person."
Sheng Tuo thought for a moment after hearing this, and with his cunningness, he quickly guessed the other party's intention.
"Tao Qi really has good intentions for that disciple. But this time he is probably looking for the wrong person. The Chen clan's holy art of three determinations just restrains his painting skills."
Sheng Tuo said and looked at Sheng Kuafu, "Don't you have some friendship with the Chen clan? Do you want to be a peacemaker?"
Sheng Kuafu immediately shook his head. "I did feel like old friends with Chen Yunfei of the Chen clan at first sight, but now that he has entered the Taichu Demon Mine, the odds are against him. The people of the Chen clan indirectly killed him. By helping them, I dirty my hands."
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"It's not your turn to interfere in this matter."
Sheng Tuo smiled and nodded, then glanced at the people from the Dragon Taming Sect and the Herdsmen who had just walked out of the inn not far away.
The representatives of the Dragon Taming Sect attending the meeting this time were headed by the sect leader Shi Zihou, plus two elders. At this moment, the three of them also quickly learned what happened from others.
"My Dragon Taming Sect suppresses the Chen Clan? The Chen Clan really thinks highly of themselves."
An elder of the Dragon Taming Sect mocked coldly.
"Tao Qi's coming forward for this matter has given my Dragon Taming Sect enough face. The gift he gave me is not bad either."
Another Dragon Taming Sect elder spoke for the Painting Saint while observing the sect leader's reaction.
He had already been secretly bribed by Tao Qi to help him promote the Holy Son of Alchemy Book.
The leader of the Dragon Taming Sect did not respond at all. He was concerned about another thing.
"Haha, the Chen clan is quite well hidden. First, Chen Yunfei took advantage of me in Binhai City to become the genius of the Dragon Taming Sect and became famous, and then there was another saint like this. Next time, there won't be one in their clan.
Great Sage?"
There was obvious dissatisfaction in Shi Zihou's tone. He had lost an elder and a genius disciple in Binhai City before, and could not find the descendant of the inner demon and the remnants of the Yuan Clan. The fire in his heart had nowhere to vent. Unexpectedly,
People from the Chen clan came again to cause trouble.
In his opinion, the Chen clan is like a fly, which can't affect him in any way, but it keeps hanging around in front of his eyes. If it happens too often, it makes people want to slap him to death.
"Litian, is this the Jade Dynasty under your control? Is this the second time the Chen clan has appeared in the same situation?"
In the herdsmen's team, a foreigner with eight arms, flesh wings on his back, and a head that looked like an elk looked at the increasingly fierce battle in the sky and said sarcastically to the Litian Holy King.
He is the Holy King of Chasing the Scythe, and he is the same heir of Muzu as the Holy King of Litian, but he is slightly older.
Holy King Litian was drinking happily today when he was suddenly called out. He saw the fighting outside, and his drunkenness dissipated a lot.
His brother's sarcasm made him look very gloomy, and he looked around searchingly.
"Where is Chen Qinghe? Where did he go? Tell him to get here!"
There was obvious anger in his voice, and the Jade Clan leader and two elders who were following him remained silent and hurriedly followed the order to find Chen Qinghe.
Not far away, Saint Liu from the Green Willow Holy Land looked at this scene with hidden worry in his eyes.
Where did Chen Qinghe go?
As soon as he saw Chen Shanming and Painting Sage fighting, he knew that things were going to be bad.
When he saw Holy King Litian walking out of the inn with his two brothers, he was extremely frightened and knew that he must not get into trouble at this time, so he stayed away from them.
If he deliberately hides, the Jade Clan people will naturally not be able to find him for a while.
The battle between Painting Saint and Chen Shanming has reached a stalemate.
Originally, Painting Saint has been in the Saint Realm for many years and has an advantage in cultivation. This should not be the case.
However, although the painting skills he is good at can draw many powerful strange beasts, these strange beasts are not entities, but are transformed by energy.
Since it is transformed by energy, the control cannot be perfect. When it comes to the Chen clan's space-fixing technique, it is restrained to death.
As a result, the battle dragged on longer and longer, and the painter became more and more unsure of his victory.
Although Chen Shanming had just entered the Holy Realm for the first time, his understanding of the Holy Art of Three Concentrations was very profound, which gave him a feeling that he was unable to use his power.
Seeing that his master could not hold Chen Shanming down for a long time, the Holy Son of Danshu was on full alert and was ready to lend a helping hand at any time.
Holy King Litian waited for a while, but Chen Qinghe did not appear. Looking at the battle in the sky, the anger in his heart became more and more intense.
Over and over again, he was tricked by the Chen clan!
Chen Yunfei had already suffered a lot of ridicule from his brother before. He finally got him into the Taichu Demon Mine, but he never thought that there was another holy realm hidden in the Chen clan!
It’s not that having one more holy realm poses much of a threat to him, but if things like this happen again and again, his control over the Jade Dynasty becomes a joke!
It is conceivable that when this meeting is over and I go back, someone will definitely come to my father to make irresponsible remarks. My father will probably be really disappointed in him!
"Even if you have a dog, you still have to have an obedient one."
The Holy King of Litian couldn't hold it back anymore, with a murderous look in his eyes, and he walked towards the battlefield drunkenly.
"Litian, what are you going to do?"
The representative of the herdsman team, the Great Sage She Yi of the Centaur Tribe, frowned slightly.
Saint King Litian ignored him and walked away on his own. Great Saint Sheyi was about to stop him when he was stopped by Saint King Zhusiyan beside him.