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Chapter 515 The Crisis of the Painter

Zhong Zihao, Painting Nothingness and Dragon Son and Dragon Girl were flying all the way, very fast, and did not deliberately conceal their auras. In today's world, as long as the divine way is not out of the realm, judging from the strength of the four of them, together, the world can be conquered

Go ahead.

Originally, Zhong Zihao and Hua Xuwu were planning to leave Tianyao Mountain and visit Sun Jian, Peng Yi, Kui Shan and others, but they did not expect that Long Chen and Long Ying would go on the road together, so they had to give up their plan.

Long Ying was quite curious about Zhong Zihao and asked him questions along the way. Seeing that the latter didn't answer, he could only pester Hua Niuwu to cause trouble.

However, Hua Wuwu was really scared of her, so she used leading the way as an excuse to run ahead and put some distance between her, while Long Ying chased after her, trying to spar with him at every turn.

Zhong Zihao and Long Chen, who were behind, turned a blind eye to this scene. The former suddenly had an idea: the situation of these two people was somewhat similar to that of Wu Chen and Ji Yao, and maybe they could become a happy couple.

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"Brother Zhong, I see you smiling all the time. Did you think of something happy? You might as well tell me." Long Chen suddenly asked.

"No, it's nothing... The weather today seems to be good, very suitable for practicing!" Zhong Zihao didn't dare to tell the other party what he was thinking, so he could only look up at the sky and talk to him left and right.

Ten days later, a group of four people passed through the domain boundary passage and passed through it twice, and finally arrived at Tongyuan Domain.

"Brother Hua, didn't we go to your house? Why did we come to Tongyuan Domain?" Zhong Zihao asked.

"Who told you that the Hidden World Family must be in the Shenyuan Domain?" Hua Xuwu rolled his eyes at this guy. He used to think that the alliance leader had an extraordinary mind, but he never expected to ask such an idiotic question.

"What, you are also from a hidden family?" Zhong Zihao was really surprised at this moment.

"What, is there a problem?" He finally caught the opportunity to ridicule the other party, and he was very proud of painting nothingness.

"Pretend I didn't ask, let's go on our way." Unexpectedly, Zhong Zihao was not fooled, making the painting of nothingness boring.

The next day, the four of them walked to a mountain forest, perhaps close to home, so Hua Niwu no longer hurried on, and dropped from the sky with a few people, walking through the forest.

Looking at the scene in the forest, Zhong Zihao suddenly realized that the time had already reached the end of autumn before he knew it. It would not be long before it would snow in the Emerald Valley.

The sky was gray, with the chirping of birds coming from time to time. The autumn wind ruthlessly blew down the dying trees. The yellow leaves fell from the trees sadly, and were blown by the incoming wind.

The branches were bare and swaying in the strong wind, with a dejected look on their faces. The flowers had withered and not many were left. Only a few poor wild daisies were still struggling to survive.

For some reason, seeing this scene, the original excitement of the four people suddenly became a little depressed, and even Long Ying, who was chattering along the way, began to fall silent.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Suddenly, several powerful auras approached. Looking up, he could see a dozen warriors with terrifying auras flying in the air.

"Hide first!"

Hua Xuwu called out, and the four of them immediately approached the bushes and gathered their auras.

Until the group of people left, Zhong Zihao frowned when he saw Hua Xuwu and asked: "Brother Hua, what are you thinking about?"

"wrong!"

Hua Xingwu seemed to have not heard the question and seemed to be talking to himself: "How come these people get together, especially when they are the strongest combat power of each major family?"

"Hey, Xiao Hua, are we asking you something?"

Ever since Long Ying heard Leng Yan call the painting of nothingness "little painting", he actually followed his example and called the latter the same.

Needless to say, the two of them fought for this purpose. The Painting Ruler of Nothingness was still in the repair stage and could not be used, so they were defeated and had to accept this new name.

"They are all the most powerful members of the Great Hidden World Family, and they appear together in Tongyuan Domain. What's going on?" After Hua Xuwu came to his senses, he expressed his doubts.

"Although these people have extraordinary strength and are all in the Immortal Realm, to say that they are the strongest combat power of the Hidden World Family is to underestimate them, isn't it?" Zhong Zihao obviously disagrees with this statement.

"Brother Zhong's words are wrong. The strength of the hidden family is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary sects in the secular world, but not every family has the supreme power of the Shinto realm to take charge."

Hua Xuwu shook his head slowly and explained: "On the contrary, after the ancient war, most of the hidden families have stopped inheriting, and there are very few families in the clan who are in the divine way."

"Otherwise, with the pride of these families that have been passed down for thousands of years, why would they be willing to settle down in a corner to cultivate their moral character? I dare to assert that if their strength was not afraid of the top ten forces in the Shenyuan Domain, they would have been born to dominate the world long ago."

"What about you painters?" Long Ying had a strange look on her face, looking at the painting with evil intentions.

"Don't use your dirty thoughts to slander us painters." When it comes to family reputation, Hua Niang's fear of Long Ying has disappeared. "Our family is different. Even in ancient times, few people were born."

"I wonder what Brother Hua's family does?" Long Chen was rarely interested enough to ask such a question.

"Actually, you should be able to guess some through the Zhangtian Ruler in my hand."

Seeing a few people enlightened, Hua Xingwu continued: "The ancestors of the family have a special liking for treasures and rare treasures, and tried their best to collect and study these. Perhaps it is also for this reason that the painter is not very powerful. It can even be said that

He is considered to be at the bottom of the hermit family."

"It's just that the family never goes out to cause trouble, so it can be passed down to this day. However, one thing is different from other major families. The number of painters has been declining, and there are only less than two hundred people in the clan now."

"No wonder, Brother Hua actually holds the artifact from ancient times, the Zhangtian Ruler." Zhong Zihao nodded in understanding.

"Yes, the Zhangtian Ruler was found by our ancestors after all the hard work after the ancient war. At the same time, it is also the highest-grade artifact that the artist has collected so far." When he said this, Hua Xingwu looked proud.

"I didn't expect that there is such a story hidden. My sister and I have been banned in Tianyao Mountain. We know very little about the general trend of the world and the secrets of ancient times. I need you to give more advice in the future."

Long Chen sighed. Although the Dragon Clan was powerful and domineering, they were still the well-deserved overlord of the Monster Clan. The younger generation was not weak in strength, but they still lacked some understanding of the outside world.

Maybe this is the fairness of God. As the saying goes, there are gains and losses, and the same is true for painters. When God closes one door for you, it will definitely open another window.

"No, please come with me quickly!"

Suddenly, Hua Wuwu seemed to have thought of something, and immediately rose into the air, turning into a stream of light and fleeing in one direction. Zhong Zihao and the other three looked at each other, not daring to delay, and immediately jumped to follow.

Half an hour later, when the four of them appeared in front of a group of quaint buildings, a fierce and terrifying battle was taking place in front of them. The ground was littered with corpses of men, women, and children.

Hua Xingwu's expression turned ferocious in an instant, and he roared: "You bastards, you are going to die!"


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