Royal Master Painter

Chapter 387
Scribes mostly use remote control to draw spirits to fight, and their physical body is the weakest link, but Wei Changli, who is in the state of Heling Art, has changed everyone's perception of the solidification of scribes.

The divine beast Azure Dragon spewed out heavy clouds and mist, which was somewhat similar to Wei Changli's previous attack, using the mist to block vision and suppress spiritual consciousness, and then the danger was hidden in the mist.

Although it is a very old routine, it has been tried and tested.

The white tiger suddenly appeared from the clouds and mist, coming from the wind like a frightened bird.

The white tiger opened its mouth full of fangs and bit Wei Changli's body, but now Wei Changli has undergone tremendous changes. Seeing the white tiger succeed, Wei Changli dodged lightly, and then punched him down.

The scribes were physically weak, and the white tiger was huge. There was a huge gap between the two sides, but Wei Changli's fist directly knocked the white tiger into the air.

The whole cloud and mist burst into flames, and the place where the Suzaku's long wings passed left behind raging flames.

Wei Changli opened his mouth and blew, like a long river hanging upside down like a vast ocean, the endless water was directly extinguished by the flames, and he tried to engulf Suzaku into it.

The hurricane swept in, and Wei Changli responded with the same spell.

After joining the spirit, Wei Changli was able to use all the abilities of the nine painting spirits, which made Ci Zhaoren feel a sense of crisis in his heart.

I thought that the calamity of the Six Realms would be enough to greatly weaken Wei Changli's strength, but I didn't expect Wei Changli to create such a heaven-defying method.

With the power of one person, he defeated his biggest battle of relying on the 24 constellations.

With the black dragon's almost indestructible physical body in close combat, and his proficiency in various spells at a distance, Wei Changli has no flaws at all.

Ci Zhaoren now understands what Boss Qing said, if possible, try not to meet Wei Changli too early, even if it is absolutely necessary, don't think about luck, this is not a battle that can be won by tricks.

"Baiyang Township!"

"Thousand Thunder God Prison!"

On the one hand, the bright white sun came with the four spirits, Wei Changli held the sky thunder in his hand, and thousands of thunderbolts fell.

The current battle has reached the point where there is no end to death. Wei Changli's clothes exploded, revealing black dragon scales, and his bulging muscles showed terrifying strength.

Fighting the four spirits alone with the body, but also able to use a variety of spells like arms.

Everyone could feel the terrifying battle fluctuations coming from here, and even Yan Ji was a little worried that Wei Changli could be forced to such a level.

But he didn't dare to leave easily, the boss of the Baiyang Sect in front of him was a ruthless character who was as difficult to deal with as Ci Zhaoren.

"Wei Changli was hit by the six-world calamity sword. Although he has the upper hand now, if he can't take Ci Zhaoren as soon as possible, his strength will continue to decline. Why don't you help him?" Boss Qing asked.

"I believe in Wei Changli, as long as you don't participate in it, Cizhao people will definitely lose."

What Yan Ji is most worried about is the teaming up between the formidable Boss Qing and Ci Zhaoren.

"Do you think you can really keep an eye on me?"

Yan Ji didn't answer, afraid that Boss Qing would escape, so he used spiritual power to seal off the space in all directions.

Ci Zhaoren has tried his best, but he is still retreating steadily. The only thing he can do now is to delay as much as possible, until the injuries of the Six Realms Calamity cannot be suppressed and erupt.

And Wei Changli also knew that this was a hidden danger for him, waves of attacks were like a tide, and the 24 Yuanjun were all seriously injured, and they were on the verge of collapse.

"Is this Wei Changli a monster?" Xu Yuanjun already felt despair.

Wei Changli's figure was elongated, and he sent out with a single palm. The white tiger formed by the eight Yuanjun formations collapsed directly.

The four spirits were killed one by one by Wei Changli, who showed his might, and the 24-star array was finally broken.

Ci Zhaoren was also struggling, if not for his immortality, he would have died many times.

Just as the two were fighting bloody, a figure floated up and landed behind Wei Changli without a sound.

As soon as this person pointed it out, he hit the wound left by the calamity of the Six Realms just now.

A pair of dragon claws was about to scratch Ci Zhaoren's head, but stopped abruptly in midair.

"Who asked you to intervene in the battle between us." Ci Zhaoren was a little angry.

"I know that you were suppressed by him when you were young and wanted revenge, but you admit it, even if you are willing to degenerate and become the leader of Baiyang Sect, you are still no match for him. So, don't say thank you!" Elder Qing laughed.

Yan Ji looked at Boss Qing and didn't allow him to take half a step away, and Boss Qing didn't leave Yan Ji's sight, but there was a second Boss Qing here.

Boss Qing's spiritual power is still increasing the damage of the six curses to Wei Changli, and a dragon's head emerges from Wei Changli's shoulder and bites at Boss Qing.

Boss Qing's body floated backwards, and then he grabbed the dragon's head with one hand, still muttering something.

Boss Qing's finger, which was secretly attacking, not only opened the curse of the six realms of disasters that had been temporarily sealed, but to Wei Changli's surprise, Boss Qing's big hand grabbed it, and a shadow mural painting spirit was pulled out.

Wei Changli has practiced for more than 800 years, and he has never seen such a method.

Immediately following the second and third articles, Wei Changli, as the number one scribe in the world, has now been pulled out of the state of Helingshu.

He Lingshu is the number one secret technique of Wenfu Danqing Garden, and now it is easily broken by others. Even Lu Daoxuan, the number one painter in the world, doesn't know how to break it.

The painting spirit on the Nine Dragon Wall did not leave after being drawn out, but surrounded Wei Changli again.

"Wei Changli, after more than 700 years, I still can't beat you..." Ci Zhaoren was also a little depressed.

"There are too many people who have lost in my hands."

"But if the two of us work together, you will definitely lose. Let go of the seal on the basket, and then tell me where Jiang Greed is, and we will bid farewell!" Ci Zhaoren said.

"I can't do the two things you said, not to mention that the dignified master of Wenfu is threatened by others, wouldn't it be a joke to spread the word?" Wei Changli sneered.

"Don't try to persuade him. Wei Changli had already prepared for the worst before you came. We'd better let him go, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

From Boss Qing's point of view, the biggest threat to both of them is not the Wenfu, but Wei Changli. As long as he is alive, everyone needs to be on high alert.

"Ci Zhaoren, you go and deal with the others, and leave the battle here to me. I also want to fight against the strongest mansion master of the Wen Mansion."

Feeling unwilling to see Ci Zhaoren, Boss Qing said again

"If you look for it now, maybe Jiang Greed is still there. If it's too late, it's useless even if you rescue the man carrying the basket!"

"Wei Changli will be left to you to deal with, but his body must be handed over to me."

"make a deal."

"What are you two talking about?" Wei Changli wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Why do you think I can let you go if you want to leave?"

"I've waited for so long, and finally the two of you are here!"

Wei Changli felt a strong sense of weakness, but he still held on and refused to fall.

(End of this chapter)