Chapter two thousand and seventy-three painting emperor's posthumous works
"Rob!"
Seeing this, everyone rushed up as soon as possible! Although they didn't know why the Guanghua suddenly changed direction, the sword just now had been lost and this time could not be missed.
After all, no matter how many treasures there are in this black abyss, no one knows when they will disappear.
So before that, be sure to grab as much as possible.
Because people who have obtained the treasures before have already heard news that the treasures in the Black Abyss contain terrifying Taoist rhymes, which has an indescribable effect on cultivators of any realm.
This is why so many monks choose to come here shamelessly.
If this kind of competition is seen, it is really decent.
But if the treasure is ahead, who cares about whether it is decent or not?
The baby is truly decent! With strength, that is true decent! Because of this, everyone is fully committed to snatch it.
"Hey, you dare to grab the owner's things?"
When the ancestor Qiankun saw so many monks rushing over, he immediately grinned.
There was no way that the ancestor Qiankun even made any moves.
A terrifying pressure suddenly swept away.
It was also at this moment that all the monks were frozen in the air and could not move at all.
"What's the situation!?"
Now everyone was shocked and scared.
The strong man at the peak of the Supreme Realm who obtained the sword originally thought he would not have a chance to fight. Seeing that everyone was fixed at this moment, he went straight to go without saying a word, intending to stop the light from rushing towards Ye Xuan.
"The snake swallows the elephant in a bad heart."
Seeing this, the mad slave was not idle, so he bounced his fingers.
Boom! The next moment, the strong man at the peak of the Supreme Realm suddenly dissipated like quicksand.
Only one soul was left in the air and was shocked.
A blow broke the person's body, and the Crazy Slave hooked his finger slightly. The ancient sword that had fallen into the hands of the peak powerhouse of the Supreme Realm before also fell into the Crazy Slave's hands at this moment.
The crazy slave weighed the ancient sword and felt a little strange.
And another ray of light also fell into Ye Xuan's hands at the same time.
This is a scroll.
Under the influence of Ye Xuan's magic power, the scroll slowly opened.
On the ancient painting, there was a smoky and chaotic atmosphere, like a child who was trampling randomly.
But for some reason, from the ancient paintings, there are a stream of Taoist rhymes flowing, which is very amazing.
"It's the Painting Emperor..." Seeing this ancient painting, Ye Xuan recognized it at a glance.
This is the work of the only painter, the emperor in the ages.
This person is also the only one among the painters who became emperors.
But the other party has not been around for a long time.
Because the other party broke into the Black Abyss... just like when Emperor Mingjing forced himself into the ancient land of Daochu.
The terrifying thing about the Nine Prohibitions of Xuanhuang is that even if it is an emperor-level existence, once it breaks through, it is very likely to fall into it.
The goal of the Emperor of Painting back then was to portray things in the world.
The Nine Prohibitions of Xuanhuang are also among the targets of the Emperor of Painting.
The first thing the painting emperor targeted was the Black Abyss in this prefecture.
When he was young, he traveled to the prefectures and saw the magic of the Black Abyss.
So after becoming emperor, he planned to be the first to draw the Black Abyss.
And at that time, the Black Abyss had not yet opened.
The Emperor of Painting forcibly entered the Black Abyss.
The Emperor of Painting is worthy of being the Emperor of Painting. After carrying the destiny of heaven, he is invincible in the world. He forced himself to open the black abyss with his brush in his hand, and then rushed into it and fought a battle to destroy the world.
The taboo power in the black abyss was constantly shattered under the brush of the Emperor of Painting, and could not stop the Emperor of Painting.
At that time, many peerless strong men watched from afar.
Even if I didn't visit the Black Abyss in person, I could feel the terrifying strength of the Painting Emperor.
People think that the Painting Emperor is about to conquer the Black Abyss, one of the nine Xuanhuang Forbidden.
But not long after he entered, the movement disappeared.
The four peerless emperors who followed the Painting Emperor were planning to go and investigate.
But with their strength, they couldn't even get in the Black Abyss, let alone find the whereabouts of Emperor Hua.
In the end, the Painting Emperor disappeared into the black abyss.
No one has ever seen the Emperor of Painting again.
"Is this the last painting you left behind back then..." Ye Xuan looked at the graffiti ancient painting and said calmly.
He naturally knew who the Emperor of Painting was.
But this person is not his disciple.
The two of them just sat down and talked about the way of painters.
The Emperor of Painting told him about painting the nine monarchs of Xuanhuang.
Out of kindness, Ye Xuan once reminded the Emperor of Painting that if he wanted to paint Xuan Huang Jiujin, it would be best to go in and draw when it was opened.
But it is obvious that the Emperor of Painting did not take it to heart.
The first one to aim at is this Black Abyss.
Among the Nine Prohibitions of Xuanhuang, the terror of Black Abyss is definitely among the top three.
And the facts also prove the horror of the Black Abyss.
The Emperor of Painting was swallowed by the Black Abyss and never appeared again.
Now this painting of the painting emperor's death fell on Ye Xuan's hands.
"The Emperor's Immortal Soldier!?"
At this moment, everyone also felt the terrifying aura in the ancient paintings and was shocked.
This is the first time I have seen the Emperor's Immortal Soldier! Unexpectedly, this group of people captured the most precious Emperor's Immortal Soldier as soon as they arrived.
This makes people a little envious.
However, after seeing the methods of the Qiankun Ancestor and the Kuang Nu beside Ye Xuan, no one dared to have any wrong thoughts anymore.
Ye Xuan put away the scroll, threw it to the ancestor Qiankun, and said lightly: "Let's go."
As Ye Xuan took a step, the ancestor Qiankun and the Kuangnu followed closely behind.
"What are they going to do?"
The actions of Ye Xuan and the other two attracted the attention of the monks present.
The methods that Kuang Nu and Qiankun Ancestor just now were already shocking.
Naturally, I will pay more attention to their actions at this moment.
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Xuan led the Crazy Slave and the Ancestor Qiankun jumped and flew directly to the Black Abyss! "Fuck!"
That scene surprised the monks present, and even worse, they were directly overwhelmed.
"They are not strong men in the Great Saint realm, are they?
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"But this is also a quest for death!"
"Yes, so many great saints came in before, but no one could come out."
"………” For a moment, there was a lot of discussion.
Ye Xuan didn't care about all this.
He kept falling with the Crazy Slave and the Ancestor Qiankun.
There is endless darkness around.
But in the darkness, from time to time, a stream of terrifying Taoist rhyme suddenly flashed.
After a while.
Time and space seem to have stagnated.
Before they could take any action, time passed quickly, and they felt the vitality in their bodies being passed, as if they were about to quickly enter the old age stage.
But after a moment, time and space began to flow backwards, and they returned to the time when they had just entered the Black Abyss.
Repeat this way.
It seems like there is no end.
Even the ancestor Qiankun who was already ready was particularly uncomfortable at this moment.
This is the first time that Kuang Nu has been here, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
Logically speaking, when they reach their level, they can directly cross time and space.
But the taboo power of Heiyuan made them have to bear all this and they had no way to resist it.
The little girl in black sitting on Ye Xuan's shoulder has now become a real god-killing stone, and she mutters: "I will never come here again..."