Huo Taixian is a smart person. Although the Five Ghosts’ Transportation Picture is a jade-level scroll, based on his own ability, he should not fight against other assassins.

Maybe it happens in secret, maybe you can catch the other party off guard.

Unlike the last time Dashi, this time I saw a scroll in the man in white twisting and changing, turning into a rope. A white light flashed in the air, and Huo Feixian fell from the horse.

"What to run?"

The man stepped forward to Huo Feixian's body, and the dagger slashed through the cold light, his clothes on his chest shattered, and his heart was leaked.

"It was indeed a killing one blow, and it pierced through the heart, but your broken heart could still beat. If I learned this secret method, would I have a chance to leave the organization?" A glimmer appeared in the white-clothed man's eyes:

"If you honestly explain the secret that you can survive, I can let you go. Otherwise, I will dig out your heart and see if you can survive."

As he was saying this, he heard Xiao Chunzi screaming in the distance. He saw a scroll in the man's hand flying out, turning into a huge rock, smashing Xiao Chunzi to the ground, not knowing life and death.

"Who sent you? Why did you kill me? Even if you die, you have to tell me to die clearly." Huo Feixian asked.

The man was about to speak when a light flashed in his arms, and he couldn't help but frown: "Is the mission coming again? And it's an emergency mission?"

Looking at Huo Taixian, the man pondered for a moment, stretched out his palm and knocked him out.

When Huo Taixian woke up again, he had already arrived in a dark cave, and he was hung on a beam on the top of the mountain.

"Damn it, this assassin is simply in dispersed. If you don't solve this assassin and find the commander behind me who killed me, I'm afraid I won't get out in the future." Huo Feixian could see the decorations in the cave with the help of the scattered light outside.

Dry food, firewood, and clothes all over the floor. It seems that this cave is the emergency place prepared by the assassin.

Xiaochunzi was unconscious not far away, and she was already in a coma without knowing her life and death.

"I'm in trouble. When the assassin comes back, he will definitely ask me the secret of resurrection, but what should I say? Can I tell the rebirth? If I can't tell the secret, I will have to force confessions and torture them in every way." Huo Taixian looked at the rope that tied his home. No matter how he looked at it, it was not like an ordinary rope.

"We must escape before the assassin comes back. But this rope..." Huo Taixian shook his head, and the Five Ghosts could not break the rope even if they transported it.

I tried to activate the Five Ghosts' transport map, but I saw five colorful lights flashing, and a white light was emitted from the rope, blocking the Five Ghosts' transport map back.

Ropes are not ordinary ropes, they possess incredible powers, and the Five Ghosts Pictures are simply not close to the ropes.

"What should I do?" Huo Feixian racked his brains and his thinking quickly turned: "The only way to create a new picture, and it is a picture that can help me break the deadlock."

"I don't have much blood on my body now, so it's still a little bit to say whether I can make a picture. Even if I make a picture, like the Five Ghosts's Transportation Picture, it will be useless to me to escape. I'm afraid that it's not something that can win with force. Only a picture with wisdom can help me break through the dilemma."

"Count all over the land of China, using wisdom as the picture scroll..." Huo Taixian suddenly felt his heart. At this time, Tianqingbi seemed to have noticed Huo Taixian's predicament. An opportunity was poured into the Five Ghosts' transport map. The five Ghosts flashed divine light, and they actually stole a little opportunity from nothingness and spread it to Huo Taixian's heart: "Taigong Picture".

"Liu Bowen's picture of the grand duke!"

Huo Taixian's heart was shocked: "Jiang Taigong is an ordinary person, but he has incredible power. Moreover, this is a mythical world. If Taigong is really drawn..."

Huo Feixian's heart was beating wildly excited, and a little blood followed the wound and wet her clothes on her chest.

It's perfect!

Jiang Taigong is a mortal, but he can command ghosts and gods and possesses all kinds of incredible power.

"Although the Five Ghosts are ghosts, they are still extraordinary after all. They almost swallowed my energy and spirit before, but at this time I draw a mortal, is it okay?"

"Even if the Taigong cannot resolve the disaster, his wisdom will definitely help me get out of trouble, fool things and escape. What's more, there is a way to help me break the deadlock and join the painting academy." Huo Feixian's heart was pounding:

"I don't know when the assassin will come back, and I don't have much time left for me."

Huo Taixian felt the blood flowing in his body and could only pray secretly, saying that Jiang Taigong would be more powerful, otherwise things would be in trouble. He was now hanging in the air, and it was said that there was no way out of heaven and no way to the ground.

"The fine brushwork of heaven requires tribute to sacrifice to the heavenly way." Huo Feixian looked up and down, but could not see the sacrificial objects that could be used. Finally, he felt a little confused and looked at the Five Ghosts Transportation Picture: "The Five Ghosts Transportation Picture is useless to me at this time, so it is better to sacrifice. Take a try, and the bicycle turns into a motorcycle."

After the words fell, Huo Feixian's body had an opportunity to flow, and he secretly used the method of blood sacrifice:

"The Great Dao is above. Now I want to paint this scroll as a sacrifice to see the Great Dao."

The soul of Huofei Xian trembled frequently, and a wonderful force came from nothingness and blessed his spirit.

Then Huo Feixian felt that his soul sinking, as if he was carrying a mountain.

A magnificent power came from nothingness and came down in a mighty way, absorbed by that day's fine brushwork. The power of this time was ten times or a hundred times that of the "Five Ghosts Transportation Picture". And you can feel that the incredible power in the dark is coming down, and the power of blessing is constantly increasing.

The fine brushwork is as heavy as Mount Tai, and is applied to the soul of Huotaixian.

He seemed to hear the creaking sound of the soul overwhelmed.

Even though it was not the first time he had come into contact with this incredible power, Huo Taixian was still amazed by this incredible power.

The five ghosts' transport map evaporated in an instant, turning into a rainbow light and disappeared into his palm.

"This power? It's this incredible power." Huo Feixian's spirit was boiling with energy and spirit. At this time, he used the spirit of energy as his hands and the blood of the whole body as his ink. In an instant, the spirit of energy and spirit were drained by the Tianqing Brush.

He didn't dare to waste time, and recalled the details of Taigong Picture in his mind, and then Huo Feixian fell into pieces.

The pen is shocked by the wind and rain, and the poem is shocked by the ghosts and gods.

After one stroke fell, Huo Taixian realized something was wrong. He just moved a stroke and outlined half of the outline of his head, but his energy and spirit were completely consumed.

"It's over!" A thought subconsciously emerged in Huo Taixian's mind. Just outlining, his soul had already consumed 99% of it. If the second stroke is to be put into place, wouldn't it mean that the soul would be lost and he would be killed immediately?

"Why? Taigong is just an ordinary person, how could this happen? "Huo Feixian was desperate and his eyes were full of confusion.

He never expected that such a thing would happen. He did not die under the assassin's sword, but he tossed himself to death.

"If I deal with the assassin carefully, there may be a glimmer of hope. But when facing this domineering fine brushwork, I really have no chance. If I draw it well, I will die if I fail."

"If I had known this, how could I have been so reckless? It would be better to save my life and deal with the assassin."

"And, the Five Ghosts Transportation Picture stole a little inspiration from the darkness, so how could it harm me?"

Huo Feixian was upset, and his soul gradually blurred. Looking at the lines on his skin, a sense of unwillingness emerged in his heart: "I am really retribution. If I die, I will die, but I cannot die in vain. In the end, this wisp of soul is better than being retaliated against by the power of heaven and earth until I die."

If you are killed by the power of heaven and earth, you will never be reborn. If you fail to make a picture, you may have the chance to save a wisp of residual soul.

Huo Feixian was moved in his mind, and he saw his spirit holding the pen and swinging it suddenly.

Huo Fengxian's last stroke fell. He thought that his soul was exhausted, but his painting failed and his qi and blood were exhausted. But who knew that when he was about to die, the pen of fortune suddenly vibrated, and a stream of energy poured into Huo Fengxian's soul. He suddenly saw a colorful divine light emerging from Huo Fengxian's soul. A crystal clear colorful bead as big as a thumb flew out, melted under the mighty power of heaven and earth, and then poured into Huo Fengxian's heavenly fine brush.

At that moment, Huo Taixian felt that his soul, which had been drought for a long time, was nourished by nectar. Ordinary people ate a fairy pill and blessed with endless power.

"Is this?" Huo Feixian looked at the changes in his soul and the melted colorful beads, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"Is this bead?" Huo Feixian looked at the bead in shock, but at this time he didn't care about anything else. The painting was halfway through, so he should not give up halfway. He had no intention of taking care of it and hurriedly continued to paint.

With the help of which bead, Huo Taixian wrote like the wind and the help of the gods. However, in just a short cup of tea, a picture of Taigong, which had been depicted countless times in his previous life, was vividly drawn on his flesh and meridians.

At the moment of painting, the world changed color, the whole world cried and howled, the earth was moving, the mountains were shaking, the rivers roared, and countless painters raised their heads and looked at the strange phenomenon that soared into the sky in the distance, shaking the whole world.

Haojing

In the palace

Duan's bedroom

A middle-aged man in black robe was holding a painting board in his hand and was quietly painting. Beside him, a young man in black in his twenties was quietly watching the middle-aged man painting.

"Does Your Highness Duan understand?" asked the middle-aged man in black.

"Teacher, my disciple is stupid." The young man in black looked very proud, and his eyes were filled with guilt.

"It's okay. Your Highness is born with three destiny. When the queen was pregnant, she was captured by Emperor Taizu's map of the country and country. Her soul and two souls were taken away by the map of the country and country, so she was not as conscious as the eldest prince. But Your Highness rested. I have already found the legendary upside down Gu for Your Highness and are nourishing it with the ultimate treasure. I am about to be born now. I don't know what the layout was eight years ago, but the old man in black smiled gently.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly shot into the Dou Mansion, and billions of stars appeared together.
Chapter completed!