"puff!!!"

Booming, the evil saint who was squinting at the scene changed drastically, and she opened her mouth and spewed out a mouthful of thick blood. Her whole body fell directly from the void and fell to the ground. At the same time, she became pale, as if she had lost all her vitality. Even the flesh and blood in front of her began to rot again! "What's the matter!!"

"Can you penetrate time and space and hurt me?

?

?”

The evil saint who fell to the ground was furious. Even though she was severely injured in her body and soul that had just recovered, she still raised her hand and used a terrifying magic. A piece of white bones broke away from her arm, carrying the power of Haotian, and hit the scene in the void! However, it was just a picture after all.

After the old man in the picture talked to Lin Hao outside the picture and the evil saint, he continued to stroke the little girl, or the head of the immortal in the painting. While telling her a story, he mixed the rules of the exercise of the martial arts into the story, and explained it to the immortal in the painting with his pampered love.

As for the evil saint's angry attack, it directly penetrated the picture, as if passing through a layer of air! But just as she passed through the picture with this move, suddenly, with a bang, the source of the scene, the soul-squeezing nail pierced the immortal's chest, suddenly exploded, and this soul-squeezing nail suddenly completely destroyed! The picture in the void also disappeared completely with the explosion of the soul-squeezing nail! But obviously, this disappearance was not because the memory was erased, but because this memory was under a strong restriction. Even the evil saint and soul-squeezing nail could not eliminate even a little of this memory! "Old thing!"

"Did such a strong man appear in this era?

?”

The evil saint who did not hurt the picture was so angry that she turned her head and glared at Lin Hao, and asked angrily: "Where is the Tianlong Continent?

?

And that old man, do you know who he is?

?”

"Know?

have no idea?"

On the stone wall, Lin Hao, who was originally filled with despair, suddenly burst into laughter. He did not expect that the life experience behind the immortal in the painting was so amazing. He did not expect that the dreamlike old master of the painting saint who was a legendary painting saint in the Tianlong Continent was not just a simple identity of the ancestor Mochiyuan! Ten-generation life curse?

Traveling thousands of worlds to find the immortals in the painting?

He even gave the immortal in the tenth generation of paintings to change his destiny and gave him the innate Taoist body?

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Who is the sacred place of the painting sage?

?

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At this moment, Lin Hao almost thought of a word that he could not even think about - the way of heaven! However, the Taoist Mo of the Hua Sheng could not be the way of heaven, but even if he was not the way of heaven, he might be an existence that was extremely close to the way of heaven! But, so what if that is the way?

Lin Hao smiled, but his eyes were a little helpless, because in the picture just now, Mr. Hua Sheng Mo... Yes, the old man had already recognized him. Although it seemed to be trying to escape the rules of the laws of heaven, Mr. Hua Sheng Mo deliberately disguised himself and modified it, and even his voice was not like Mr. Mo, Lin Hao still recognized him. Who else could that old man, not the senior Mr. Hua Sheng, be it?

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But in this picture, the painting saint Mo Lao almost seemed to be specifically telling him, pointing out that the immortal in the tenth generation will not not die! He said that the immortal in this life is still surrounded by the fate of the fate of the immortal, and whether he can be safely spent depends on the fate of the immortal in the painting! In other words, the immortal in the painting may still fall into the destiny in this bad luck! Even if she can still be reincarnated... But can the immortal in the painting be still the immortal in the painting be the immortal in the painting now?

Lin Hao looked at the immortal in the painting in the coffin heavily. It was obvious that the immortal in the painting not only had the blessing of the innate body of hearing the Tao, but also had the luck of the painting Saint Mo Lao to bless her body. It was difficult and difficult to let her die. However, this is the ancient world of the immortal treasure, which is a place that cannot be affected by the way of heaven, a broken world! Here, whether it is the way of heaven or Mo Lao's own luck, the impact on the fate of the immortal in the painting is probably very small! After all, it still has to rely on the immortal himself in the painting to survive this disaster! No, it is not just the immortal himself in the painting! Isn't this, is there him?

How could he let the immortal in the painting suffer here?

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Lin Hao's laughter gradually subsided, he stared at the evil saint opposite him and sneered: "You heard that if you dare to hurt her again, that old senior will have to chase you to the ends of the world and kill you!"

"I'll advise you to be the best..." "Hmph, kill me?"

Before Lin Hao finished speaking, the evil saint on the opposite side sneered, still with a look of seductiveness, as if the shock that the Saint Mo in Hua had created for her just now had been completely digested by her.

"There are so many people who want to kill me, who is he? "

"Even the two immortal ancestors and emperors of the Starry Sky and Sky Sect did not do anything to me. Just this old man wants to kill me?"

"Even if he can kill me, I must use his daughter as a pool of vitality! Let her help me return to the immortal world!!"

"It's not me who is wrong, it's this woman. She shouldn't have appeared here at this time and appeared in front of me!!"

Boom! The evil saint raised her hand and broke a large stone wall, then chuckled: "If she dies, I won't blame me. If you want to blame me, I can only blame her for not completing the ten-generation life disaster!"

"But it's really strange. How could such a vicious curse as the ten-life life disaster land on this woman?"

"Well, that's not my business. Now I just want to play games with you!"

The evil saint laughed, as if she had not seen the destroyed soul-suppressing nail. She raised her hand again, as if she wanted to capture another picture from one hundred and eight, no, one hundred and seven soul-suppressing nails.

But just as she took action, she couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and then looked at Lin Hao coldly: "Say, when did you meet this woman?"

Seeing the evil saint hesitating, Lin Hao suddenly laughed again. This woman was still afraid of the old senior of the Saint of Painting! "Do you want to know?"

"Don't you know the method of soul-catching? Do you still need to ask me?"

Lin Hao looked at the woman with fun and sneered coldly.

However, the woman opposite did not hesitate at all. After hearing him say it, she immediately nodded: "Give you my wish!"
Chapter completed!