"The senior was polite. Jun Mo Lin stepped forward, and beside him, there were eight people stepping on the painting plate with him, obviously like Liu Zongzetian, ready to break the game with nine people.

Zong Zetian's eyes looked at the painting plate, revealing a little interest, that day Jun Mo Lin and Mo Jun and Chao Geyi's painting battle He understood that Jun Mo Lin was amazing in painting Dao, and now these days, I don't know if he has realized anything.

The lineup that stepped on the painting plate with Jun Molin can be said to be extremely strong, Xiao Wuji, Xu Qianyu, Ape Batian, Long Ningzhu, Mu Qingyu, Su Zheng, Huang Jiutian, Huang, Xiangmeng, and some people are not on it, this is the lineup that Jun Molin selected that is more suitable for appearing in the Tianlong Painting Bureau.

Painting is like a battle, this is a real battlefield, and painting is born from the condensation of the power of their rules.

Nine people, standing on the painting plate, Huang Jiutian and Ape Batian are in front, Xu Qianyu and Xiao Wuji are in the left and right directions.

Jun Mo was in the middle, beside him were Mu Qingxue and Long Ningzhu, Xiangmeng was sitting in the rear, and Su Zheng was also in the back corner, which was very inconspicuous.

The king's trick was running, and in the sea of gods, the divine soul power turned into a picture plate appeared there, and eighteen people stood on the god soul painting plate, and the scene in front of them was perfectly presented in the sea of gods.

Tianlong Painting Bureau is a ninety-nine comic book array, not fixed, but contains infinite changes, every time the painting falls, it changes with the change, so, he needs to deduce in real time, of course, before that, it is more important to arrange his own side of the formation, not to be swallowed up by the Tianlong Painting Bureau.

Next, it was the time of the test of the crazy cultivation and painting path for more than two months.

"Senpai, please. Jun Molin said to Xiao He, they were ready.

At this moment, countless eyes fell on the painting plate.

Jun Molin and his entourage looked solemn, and the direction in which they were standing on the painting plate also faintly presented a simple formation, which made people involuntarily feel a sense of solemnity.

That subtle atmosphere seemed to be able to feel that Jun Molin and they really wanted to crack the Tianlong chess game.

Finally, Xiao He waved his hand, and the first painting of rules appeared out of thin air.

This is where the second game of today's meeting begins.

Jun Mo Lin waved his palm, and a painting of rules also appeared, revealing an extremely wonderful power of rules, as if the space around that painting was all imprisoned.

Kaiyuan's palm waved, and the rules condensed into a knife, which was extremely sharp.

Huang Jiutian's eyes were sharp, and a golden sword painting roared out, revealing its edge.

However, although the person who fell was the emperor Jiutian, it was actually Jun Molin who taught him which position to paint.

After all, the Emperor Nine Heavens did not practice painting the Tao.

"One person against nine people?!" everyone's eyes flashed, staring at Jun Molin, and soon this conjecture was verified, it was indeed Jun Molin who was fighting against nine people, but it was nine different rule forces, nine completely different styles, as if, this was not one person in the painting, but Jun Mo Lin was divided into nine people.

Zong Zetian glanced at Jun Molin deeply, obviously Jun Molin thought the same as him, and they both understood that the Tianlong Painting Bureau could not be broken by one person.

Only the painting style corresponding to him has a chance.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

With the appearance of one after another paintings of rules, on the painting plate, the power of strong rules diffused out, and just like just now, in a short period of time, the painting bureau erupted into a strong array.

Zong Zetian stared at the chess game, his gaze gradually became solemn, he didn't expect that such a genius would appear in Huangzhou's generation.

At this time, on the painting plate, the regular paintings laid out by the nine people present nine different styles and nine different formations.

The location where Huang Jiutian is located, his paintings are combined, like a river of swords, and the power is endless.

The painting of the ape laid out by the ape is extremely domineering, the two of them cooperate with each other as one, resisting the attack of the Tianlong painting bureau at the front of the painting bureau, left and right directions, Xu Qianyu's painting array on the left and his chess pieces seem to be real and illusory, virtual and real, you ignore it, but he will give a very fatal blow. ，

Xiao Wuji's painting array on the right is like an invincible divine soldier, and every time he paints, it will make people feel the crisis.

Each person's painting style presents a unique style, and the perfect combination of their own abilities, just like their own martial arts.

And all this was arranged by Jun Molin alone, and he played nine corners by himself, evolving nine painting paths against the Tianlong Painting Bureau.

This ability alone is already at the level of a Drawing Dao Grandmaster.

Vientiane Xianjun looked at the painting plate, and his pupils seemed to have a wonderful light, this is the palace master of the Sage Palace who was jointly elected by them with the unified will of the Wasteland, and he symbolizes the future of the Wasteland.

This game will be his Qingzhou outside the wasteland, and he will release his brilliance for the first time in the true sense.

Although his current realm is still low, the people of the Ancient Desolate Realm will know his name sooner or later, and they will not be despised like painting the temple.

Xiao He, Kaiyuan and others also showed their edges, and gradually became solemn and ready for battle.

They actually felt the pressure, and the intensity of this game was no weaker than the previous one.

At this time, Kaiyuan's painting fell, domineering and fierce, it was an extremely violent battle axe that slashed down and cut a line.

"Qianyu, enter the 39th Road, kill the sword painting. Jun Mo Lin said, the nine of them did not take turns to fall into the son, but according to Jun Mo Lin's guidance, the division of labor was clear. After that, the painting is dropped

Xu Qianyu's son fell, and suddenly the most important part of the Tianlong Painting Bureau was assassinated, although he stood at the back, but every time it was his turn to fall, he was like a lonely assassin who walked thousands of miles without a shadow, and the killing intent was fierce.

"Playing against each other. ”

Xiao He muttered, looking at the painting plate at this moment, he finally realized what kind of painting array Jun Molin wanted to create.

At this moment, the Tianlong Painting Bureau's ninety-nine consecutive array has appeared, and Jun Molin has not stopped the formation of the formation at all, and he has not even had such thoughts from beginning to end.

But at the same time as the Tianlong Great Array was presented, the paintings created by Jun Molin and them were also ninety-nine consecutive arrays, and there was a formation within the array, Huang Jiutian and Ape Batian became one, Xu Qianyu and Xiao Wuji's formation was one, Mu Qingxue and Long Ningzhu and Huang were one, Xiangmeng and Su Zheng each had their own faction, and Jun Molin controlled the overall situation.

So the situation on the painting plate at this moment is that there is a painting game that competes with the Tianlong Painting Bureau.

It's offense against offense, strong against strong!

If there is no flaw in the Tianlong Painting Bureau, then it will not look for a flaw, but break it with a stronger formation!

Although the people on the painting peak are not so proficient in painting, the painting battle on the painting plate can also be faintly understood.

The frenzied forces of the two confrontations were constantly clashing, and it was more like a battle than when Zong Ze broke the Tianlong painting game before.

"How did he do it?" Chao Geyi was a little unhappy when she saw the chess game on the chessboard at the moment.

"Princess Yi, Jun Molin's painting is not bad, you can see from the previous painting battle between him and Mo Yang and you, this painting battle can be called a classic. ”

Zong Zetian said to Zhou Ziyi beside him: "Princess Yi doesn't have to be prejudiced. ”

Chao Geyi's dark and beautiful eyes looked at Zong Zetian, with a gentle smile on that seemingly ordinary face, and he had an elegant temperament.

Chao Geyi showed a smile and nodded slightly, admiring Zong Zetian's bearing even more in his heart.

"Just call me by my name. Chao Geyi said softly.

Zong Zetian looked at her, only to see that Chao Geyi's gaze was gone, and he seemed to be a little shy, but it made Zong Zetian smile.

"Ge Yi, enjoy the art game. Zong Zetian spoke, Chao Geyi's heart moved slightly, the old deer collided, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

On the painting plate, the painting situation is constantly evolving, and the formation is getting stronger and stronger.

At this time, Jun Molin had deduced the painting plate in his soul to the extreme, and quickly deduced the subsequent changes in the painting situation, as if he wanted to deduce all the changes.

"Boom!"

A violent trembling sound came out, and the four disciples of the painting saint fell down a painting of thousands of mountains, and in an instant, a boundless and heavy oppressive force descended on the painting bureau, and at the same time, the huge heavenly dragon body seemed to fall down, pressing on the painting array that Jun Mo Lin and they had laid out, and the nine people of Jun Mo Lin all felt an extremely strong oppressive force, and above their heads, there seemed to be a real dragon.

"Deception. Jun Mo Lin shouted, and then let the ape fall into the sky, falling in the center of the chess board, the moment this son fell, an incomparably violent force supported the heavens and the earth, and a statue of three huge giant apes stood up to the sky and the earth, blocking the oppression of the heavenly dragon, as if he could see the figure of a demon god standing between heaven and earth.

Then, another painting fell on the other side, in a remote corner, the dragon swung its tail, and wanted to sweep away all the paintings of the surrounding rules, destroying the withering and decaying.

"Su Zheng!" Jun Mo Lin continued to speak, this time letting Su Zheng fall into the painting, a murderous killing sword fell, and the paintings in the rear seemed to be resurrected, accompanied by the killing god sword, sweeping everything, wanting to cut off the tail of the heavenly dragon.

"The formation created by the rule painting has truly exploded its power. ”

The hearts of the people trembled, and the picture presented in their minds was no longer just a game of paintings, but a real violent battle.

The two sides continued to paint and bombard each other's formations, and each rule painting contained terrible changes when it fell, and the momentum on the painting plate was furious to the extreme, one painting must fight, one step must fight, and one step must be fought, and they dare not be careless at all.

Xiao He's expression was solemn, and he didn't expect that in one day, he would encounter two strong challenges.

After Zong Zetian, Jun Molin stepped on the Tianlong Painting Bureau, and the head-to-head confrontation was not weak.

"I'll come. At this time, a voice came out, it was Kaiyuan's voice, he stepped out, took the body as a painting, and landed in a prescription position, in an instant, the paintings of rules collapsed and cut off, and Kaiyuan's figure appeared directly in a prescription position, which was in the middle of the ape overlord and the emperor Jiutian, facing Jun Molin, on that line, there were many regular paintings that were directly swallowed.

"Clear the snow. Jun Mo Lin shouted, Mu Qingxue walked out with lotus steps, took a small step forward, landed in a position, and suddenly his body bloomed with colorful light, and one after another super strong sword qi swept out, killing forward, like a sword river, and the other party also had many paintings of rules swallowed by the sword river, competing against each other.

Then Xiao He's wife stepped out and landed in a position, and when her painting fell, Jun Mo Lin and they faintly felt a strong chill, as if there was an icy force sealing the painting in it.

Immediately afterwards, Long Ningzhu took a step, left Jun Molin's side, and walked to Mu Qingxue's side, after she walked out of this, she actually drew the rules of a large area into one, and directly broke the blockade formation.

After that, one by one, the figures stepped out, and the nine of them were no longer just painting and fighting, but personally playing as chess pieces, head-to-head.

Moreover, under the back and forth of the two sides, neither can destroy the other's position.

The Tianlong Painting Bureau has been fully formed, and there is a real Tianlong entrenched on the painting plate, which is the formation formed by the entire painting bureau.

"Knock !!"

Painting the second disciple of the saint Kaiyuan fell a painting, this is a painting of a divine axe, stabbing Jun Mo Lin in the abdomen of the painting bureau, the heavenly dragon is like cutting out an axe, to split a bloody road.

However, Jun Mo Lin once again let the ape overlord drop a painting, and suddenly the entire formation was attached to the position where the ape overlord was located, vaguely, the ape overlord seemed to be incarnated into an ancient god ape, unshakable, there was no flaw in the Tianlong painting bureau, but the other party wanted to break his flaws, it was not so simple.

The other party continued to paint, Jun Mo Lin dealt with it seriously, on the painting plate, it seemed that he could see the figures of the nine huge and boundless ancient god apes, which were born from the illusion of the nine people of Jun Mo Lin, and the momentum they formed was not only not broken, but also pressed towards the Heavenly Dragon formation, pressing step by step.

"There is no weak position. Xiao He said in shock, Jun Molin's painting bureau turned out to be the same as the Tianlong Painting Bureau, ninety-nine consecutive links, and the momentum of the entire painting bureau could be gathered on one person at any time.

The people watching the battle around were also trembling in their hearts, and of course they could see that the painting bureau of Jun Mo Lin Nine was not weaker than the Tianlong painting bureau, and they were competing head-on.