"Draw the road?" Qin Xiao wondered. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The others didn't understand what the woman in Tsing Yi meant.

"Senior sister! Cannot! In addition to the woman in Tsing Yi, there were also two female cultivators in the Falling Immortal Palace, and after hearing the painting, they were immediately shocked, and hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

But the woman in Tsing Yi turned around and glared at the two of them, and the latter fell silent.

These were all seen by Qin Xiao. There must be something strange about this painting, but it doesn't seem to be mentioned in the Immortal Record, and it should be the power that a small minion has.

Qin Xiao had no possibility of refusing at all, with his identity as an Immortal Emperor, no matter what kind of things he encountered, he had to bite the bullet.

"Do you dare to take my painting!" The woman in Tsing Yi shook the scroll in her hand and asked Qin Xiao in a low voice again.

"Let's take it......" Qin Xiao was a little lacking in confidence.

The woman in Tsing Yi smiled even more, her cuffs shook, and she took out a black stone from it, and pinched the hand holding the stone and chanted a mantra, and the stone actually began to vibrate.

I don't know if it was the woman in Tsing Yi who committed it, or the stone's epilepsy.

In just a few moments, a large amount of ink-colored gas poured out of the stone, and the ink-colored gas floated and condensed in front of the woman in Tsing Yi, and turned into a hideous ink-colored beast shape, and drops of ink-colored liquid dripped from the clearly distinguishable fangs.

—Drawing the Road, Painting the Slave—

The stone in the hand of the woman in Tsing Yi was thrown out, and it was swallowed by the ink-colored monster, and the air seemed to become viscous, as if there was a change, but she couldn't say it.

The monster known as the painting slave was suspended between Qin Xiao and the woman in Tsing Yi, looking back and forth with black empty eyes, as if looking for prey, and as if sensing something.

With that hateful appearance, even if he didn't attack Qin Xiao at the first time, Qin Xiao felt a chill on his back, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, obediently Dragon Emperor Dragon, what kind of thing is this sister, will you swallow yourself in one gulp.

Don't play your life.

The painting slave did not attack Qin Xiao, but Qin Xiao's arm was a little painful, it turned out that Han Xiaoying and Xiao Mei'er were also excited because of the situation in front of them, and the little hand that grabbed Qin Xiao's arm unconsciously used a little force.

The other disciples of the Tianding Sect had never heard of the name of Painting Dao, and when they saw this suddenly, they were somewhat discolored, but they believed that with the prestige of the Dao Ancestor, no matter what they encountered, they could easily solve it.

The painting slave didn't seem to be an attack monster, and after the woman in Tsing Yi released the painting slave, she unfolded her scroll and suspended it in midair.

Then he took out a brush and began to sketch something on the scroll, and looked at Qin Xiao a few more times from time to time.

With Qin Xiao's modern knowledge, looking at the behavior of the woman in Tsing Yi is like making a portrait of her.

Qin Xiao tilted his head, completely ignorant of this, and didn't know what the hell that woman was doing.

"Senior sister actually used the Painting Dao on that Immortal Emperor Dao Ancestor!" The remaining two female cultivators of the Fallen Immortal Palace exchanged their heads and talked with each other.

"Probably Senior Sister thinks that the Immortal Emperor Dao Ancestor is fake, after all, the painting slave beast has a trace of the power of the Dao rules, and the monks of the third step can easily see and destroy it, so it is completely useless to use the Painting Dao to paint the slave to the Immortal Emperor."

"Even if that Immortal Emperor is fake, Senior Sister only has the cultivation of Jin Dan, if that person is a monk above the Yuan Infant, he can interrupt Senior Sister's painting with a magical power, and that kind of painting is also extremely heavy!"

"Senior sister must be gambling, betting that the male cultivator doesn't know how the power of the Dao rules of the painting slave beast works, if the male cultivator relies on his own cultivation, he doesn't care about what the senior sister does, let the senior sister finish his Taoist painting, and the painting slave beast swallows the Taoist painting, the senior sister can take that male cultivator as a slave, and when the time comes, it doesn't matter if he is a true immortal emperor or a fake immortal emperor, as long as he can't break the power of the Taoist rules, he can only become a slave of the senior sister for life."

"Senior sister has subdued three Yuanying monks with this painting slave beast, plus the background of senior sister, even the palace master has to be afraid of three points!"

"It seems that Senior Sister is about to finish, and that male cultivator doesn't know the stakes at all!"

"He can't even perceive the power of the Dao rules in it, and he doesn't seem to be the real Immortal Emperor."

"But speaking of which, this painting slave is really powerful, it can shroud the surroundings in the Taoist space, and all the monks in the Taoist space can take it as a slave if they make a portrait of one of the monks here, and the portrait must be very similar, otherwise the painting slave can't look at that kind of painting at all, and only a painting wizard like Senior Sister can control the painting slave like this."

"It is said that the senior sister also took the painting slave beast from the hands of a primitive old monster, at that time, the infant old monster was greedy for the body of the senior sister, and wanted to use the power of the painting slave to take it into slavery, but because the painting speed was not as fast as the senior sister, and the painting skills were not as good as the senior sister, but was taken as a slave by the senior sister, and the primitive infant old monster was also a tragedy, and he actually met such a painting geek as the senior sister."

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Qin Xiao didn't hear the conversation between the two women of the Falling Immortal Palace, he just watched the woman in Tsing Yi very curious about his focused painting, and the painting slave beast in the middle of them was also floating back and forth, pulling out a faint ink-colored footprint.

Qin Xiao was not afraid.

He took Han Xiaoying and Xiao Mei'er's hands away, and slowly walked towards the woman in Tsing Yi, when Qin Xiao appeared next to the woman in Tsing Yi, he found that his ink portrait had jumped on the paper, and the upper half of his body had been completely formed.

Those eyes, those eyebrows, and Qin Xiao's deity are simply carved out of the same mold!

This woman's painting skills are quite high, and if she is placed in modern society, she must be at the master level.

In addition, the brush in her hand is not an ordinary thing, it looks like it is stained with black ink, but after the pen is put down, she can point out almost any color she wants.

"It seems!" Qin Xiao couldn't help but admire.

"Like, it'll be more like it when I'm done, you stand up, don't move." The woman in Tsing Yi smiled, her eyes were indescribably weird, and she seemed to have some unsightly idea.

Qin Xiao shook his head. "It's a portrait, but it's slow and laborious, and almost no one in our country has a painter to paint a portrait."

Qin Xiao said, the woman in Tsing Yi was a little puzzled after hearing this, and the speed of writing was much slower, she didn't understand what Qin Xiao meant.

But it's also easy to explain.

I saw Qin Xiao take out his copycat machine, although it was a copycat machine, the camera function was still very powerful.

He took a step back, found a place where he could shine on the whole body of the woman in Tsing Yi, and clicked...... Convenient......

"Whew...... Isn't it simpler this way, the portrait comes out all at once. Qin Xiao said kindly, and at the same time raised his mobile phone to show the woman in Tsing Yi.

Looking at the photo formed in that instant, in which her face appeared in Qin Xiao's mobile phone without deviation, the woman in Tsing Yi stared at her apricot eyes and shouted with some fear. "No!!"

The painting slave beast floating in mid-air seemed to smell the breath of its prey, and its ink-colored eyes looked at the picture in Qin Xiao's mobile phone, the hideous fangs slowly opened, and the ink in it dripped like saliva!