Chapter 3219: : Come with a sword! (Seeking devil fruit)

"This thing was obtained by accident, but after studying hard for half a year, I still don't have a secret. I brought it here this time just to invite you to refer to it."

During the words, Fairy Zilian raised his slender hand, and the scroll suddenly opened, traversing the void, attracting everyone's attention! !

An ancient, long-lasting breath rushed over, and I saw a beautiful palace painted in the opened scroll, standing there, with mystery and unpredictability!

"This is... Qionglou Yuyu Palace!!"

"Yes! It is the Qionglou Yuyu Palace where we are now!"

"What a great drawing skill!"

...

Many outstanding talents immediately whispered!

"You can come forward and take a look, you are welcome."

Fairy Zilian smiled.

Shoo!

Suddenly, almost everyone jumped out at the same time and walked forward. After all, it was related to fairy fate, and no one cared.

"Brother Ye, let's take a look too!"

Pei Tianluo stood up, Ye Wuque also stood up, after all, he came for the so-called fairy relationship.

Soon, the one-foot-long old scroll was filled with people on all sides!

Ye Wuque stood with his hands on his back, his dazzling eyes flickering, and the power of the soul gushed out, falling on the ancient painting like everyone else.

"Very old scroll! It's definitely more than ten thousand years old!"

Shi Zhongyu said.

"This kind of painting technique cannot be drawn by an ordinary painter! Looking at these lines, it seems that there are some kind of fairy avenues, extremely mysterious and obscure."

This is Xia Xueyi's voice.

Yijie was also watching, but there was no sound, as if he was perceiving it carefully.

"It feels like this painting is a little unusual, but when I look at it again, I think it's very common, strange!"

"I also have this feeling!"

Many Tianjiao people have found something wrong.

"Brother Ye, I didn't see anything, how about you?"

Pei Tianluo asked Ye Wuque.

"I didn't see anything, it seemed to be just an ordinary ancient painting."

Ye Wuque said lightly, telling the truth.

With the power of his extraordinary soul sage, this ancient painting has nothing to hide, but there is nothing unusual. The reason why those lines feel obscure is because at least five layers of ink are used to repeat the depiction. There is no secret in adding a certain painting technique.

There was silence in the hall, and everyone stared at the ancient painting intently.

"Unfortunately, Wu Qingye hasn't arrived yet, otherwise he might be able to see something based on his accomplishments."

Suddenly, Xia Xueyi said like this, causing many people to be taken aback first, and then nodded slowly, obviously agreeing with this statement.

Zi Huansha also spoke at this time: "Yes, Brother Wu comes from Tianya Haige, with extraordinary background. He is best at painting and calligraphy, and he is also integrated into his swordsmanship. In addition to being a peerless swordsman, he also has artistic attainments. Extraordinary! It’s just that the traces have been misty for a long time, but this time Tianjiao will not miss it when he thinks about it."

Wu Qingye!

Known as the "Three Masters", famous for Wuzhou!

These three must be swords, books and paintings!

His swordsmanship is extraordinary, peerless and sharp. He once swept a big faction with one sword and killed at least three powerful bronze gods!

Regardless of his fame, status, or strength, Wu Qingye is not under those of Shi Zhongyu and Xia Xueyi!

Everyone felt a little pity, but they felt a little fortunate. After all, if Wu Qingye arrived, what would he see, wouldn't that fairy fate be unique to him?

Ta Ta Ta!

But when the hall was quiet, a footstep suddenly sounded from far and near, and it was extremely fast, like a file entering!

Someone looked back subconsciously, and an incredible color suddenly appeared in his eyes!

"Wu Qingye?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked back!

I saw a young man with fluttering hair and a long sword coming from outside the hall. This man was handsome, with eyes like stars, and a dark green military robe. His temperament was refined and vast, more like an artist than a swordsman.

Purple magic yarn beautiful eyes brightened!

"Unexpectedly, Brother Wu actually arrived! It seems that all of us are really lucky."

When Wu Qingye arrived, many people immediately gave up a position. After all, in the study of ancient paintings, no one is better than Wu Qingye in the younger generation of Wuzhou!

Holding a sword in his right hand, Wu Qingye's expressionless face, he strode forward, his eyes seemed to have only the ancient painting, and he didn't look at others at all. After approaching, he stood still, seeming to study without a word.

Although everyone thought it was a little strange, it was no surprise to think that this was an artist.

No one spoke anymore, they all stared at Wu Qingye, let him study carefully, and the hall became silent again!

It's just that Ye Wuque, who was standing diagonally across from Wu Qingye, swept across the person with a pair of bright eyes, and suddenly flashed slightly!

This Wu Qingye is...something wrong!

Cangcang! !

But in the next moment, Wu Qingye's long sword, which was motionless, came out of its sheath, Senhan's sword light whizzed out and swept all directions, but he did not attack anyone, but slashed at the ancient in front of him. painting! !

"Wu Qingye! You are crazy!!"

"what are you doing?"

"Stop him!!"

...

Wu Qingye's sudden action shocked everyone. No one thought that Wu Qingye would suddenly drew his sword and slashed at the ancient painting. It was really clear that he was going to destroy the ancient painting, and it was clearly to break everyone's fairy bond!

Rumble!

However, everyone present was the famous Tianjiao from Wuzhou, and they blocked it almost instantly!

Fairy Zilian was the first to shoot!

However, the purple magic yarn did not attack Wu Qingye, but leaned out with a slender hand. A purple lotus bloomed in the void, jumping and flying towards the ancient painting, trying to block the sword Wu Qingye had cut!

At the moment, the purple lotus still blocked Wu Qingye’s long sword, and made a roar of gold and iron. But what made all Tianjiao outstanding people frightened was that although the long sword was blocked, the gushing sword aura was already When it touched the ancient painting, it suddenly tore, and the ancient painting was torn a half-foot-long gap by Jian Qi!

Fairy Zilian's pretty face suddenly changed! !

At the same time, dozens of terrible attacks have come to Wu Qingye, and the damage to the ancient painting has made everyone angry and unforgiving. How do you think that Wu Qingye will be seriously injured even if he is not dead! !

when! !

However, an incredible scene appeared! !

After dozens of terrifying supernatural powers fell on Wu Qingye, they seemed to hit a mountain casted by fine iron, and after a deafening roar, they were wiped out. Wu Qingye suddenly jumped back and jumped out of the battle. In the circle, after a deadly icy gaze swept everyone, he turned around and rushed out of the hall!

"Don't want to go!"

"Damn it! You want to leave after ruining Xianyuan? Stay!"

"Catch up!"

...

Everyone was angry right now, their bodies flashed, and they chased away frantically!

Fairy Zilian had already collected the ancient painting. Although there was no expression on her pretty face, a faint anger was also surging in her beautiful eyes. The beautiful image flashed, and she chased it out!

Pei Tianluo and Ye Wuque didn't do anything, but the two of them also followed. In an instant, nearly a hundred Tianjiao figures in the entire hall rushed out of the hall.

"If I'm not mistaken, this Wu Qingye has lost himself, and his soul has been enslaved by..."

As he rushed out, Ye Wuque's faint voice sounded, making Pei Tianluo's complexion change, and he was a little surprised: "The soul is enslaved? This..."

Outside the Qionglou Yuyu Palace, nearly a hundred Tianjiao figures rushed out murderously, and the terrifying coercion spread, and immediately caused countless onlookers to tremble, without knowing what happened! !