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When I saw that the one-meter-square spirit rune drawing paper slowly condensed out of the air, the colorful mist began to slowly converge from the drawing paper, which was the gorgeous aura that was originally in the layer of the spirit rune drawing paper.

Under the colorful light and mist, there is the scenery that Xiao Huiming originally sketched and depicted in the eight days of the Sanqing Sect within a radius of dozens of miles, although it is a large circle of shrinkage, but from the brushstrokes, it can also be seen that it is indeed Xiao Huiming's work.

"What the hell is going on?"

"That's right, why did this come back together? But why is it so small?"

"Haha, God bless, my Sanqing Sect is blessed!"

Everyone on Feixian Terrace was shocked at first, but when they saw that the scroll was indeed painted by Huiming before, but it was just shrunken, everyone was elated and cheered happily.

Zuo Daozhen looked at this scene, and was also taken aback, not as happy as everyone else, but slowly secretly used the true qi in his body with both hands, and his fists were gradually clenched, ready to go up at any time.

He is a cautious person, there must be a demon when things go wrong, and he will not rashly draw conclusions before he understands the situation, which is why he is upright and maverick, but those scum who are ruthless and itchy have no chance to plot against him.

At this time, the Biling Fairy who was standing in mid-air, the angry blame on her pretty face had not yet dissipated, and she suddenly saw this amazing scene, for a while, she was in the air, her eyes were wide open, and a Qianqian hand instantly covered her red lips, and she didn't know what to say.

In fact, she had also heard from the gods in the Heavenly Realm about the situation that would happen to this spirit rune scroll when it was upgraded, and one of the situations was that it broke and then stood up, and that was because the content of the painting had exceeded the carrying limit of the low-level spirit rune drawing paper.

However, generally not, even if the Heavenly Realm peerless master paints on this low-level spirit rune scroll, this kind of situation will generally not occur, because, even if the painting skills are superb, and can draw a super excellent picture scroll that surpasses the green level, it is also a lilac picture scroll. If you can tear the paper and stand up when you draw it, it must also be a dark purple scroll.

However, this spirit rune drawing paper is generally used for defensive covers, and it is not as serious as that peerless master painter would paint, and besides, even if it is a meticulous painting, no one will stay up for a few days without rest and continue to draw, because, in their eyes, it is not in line with their master style of achieving success overnight and flowing water.

But right now, this scene will appear in this human realm continent where the aura is barren and people in the heavenly realm feel uncomfortable if they stay for a while, which is indeed much beyond her cognition.

However, just when she was still stunned and didn't come back to her senses, Xiao Huiming, who was shocked dozens of feet out and had already broken his robe, suddenly struggled to stand up from the huge leaves, and then jumped forward, leaving the leaves that supported his body, holding the yin and yang brush in his right hand, and rushed towards the painting scroll that had shrunk a large circle.

"Don't-"

The Biling Fairy, who was in a daze on the side, reacted immediately, and as soon as her delicate body was long, she wanted to step forward to stop her.

However, she was still a step slower, and just as she was about to reach to grab Xiao Huiming's tattered clothes, she saw the yin and yang brushes that exuded golden light from Xiao Huiming's hand and quickly landed on the scroll.

"Hum—"

A sound like a butterfly flapping its wings slowly rippled out of the air, like a stone thrown into a large lake, and instantly spread throughout the world.

Everyone was surprised to see that just as the humming sound sounded, the dark green background of the spirit rune painting paper began to change slowly, and in an instant, it changed from the dark green color to a deep purple.

Yes?

Standing behind Xiao Huiming, the Biling Fairy Phoenix looked directly at the picture scroll that had changed from dark green to dark purple, and there was an unbelievable horror on her pretty face, and even the willow-like delicate body was a little trembling slightly, and she couldn't stand steadily.

Until now, she couldn't believe that this Xuanzhou Continent, the human world, would be so amazing and gorgeous in Danqing's painting skills.

Of course, not only her, but also everyone on Feixiantai, were also stunned, they all forgot to cheer, they were all like the sculptures, each stretched their necks, looking directly at the dark purple scroll, and Xiao Huiming, who continued to wave the yin and yang brushes there quickly.

At this time, Xiao Huiming, still as before, where he was meticulous and meticulously depicted, saw that the distemper mist above the picture, under his rapid outline, also swam with it, and then, visible to the naked eye, the peaks and abysses and ravines that were integrated into the painting, as well as the stream, turned into the wisps of distemper clouds in the painting.

In the current painting, there is already a mist of immortals, mountains and mountains, and the pavilions, pines, cypresses, maple forests, mountains and cliffs are all like the scenery of this radius of dozens of miles has been moved up intact.

"Okay—"

"Great, haha!"

Everyone standing on the top of Hisendai was overjoyed, young and old, as if they were about to jump up, shouting in their mouths that it was so good, as if there was no other adjective to describe this exciting moment.

At this moment, another incredible scene slowly appeared above the sky, and I saw that in the high sky, suddenly dark clouds began to slowly converge above Xiao Huiming's head, and faintly, there was a bright lightning light, cutting through the dark clouds and flashing out on its surface.

Not only that, but the dark clouds gathered more and more, and when they arrived, the sky began to darken, and faintly, not only the light of the lightning became more and more intense, but also the rumbling thunder began to come gradually.

"It's not good—"

Zuo Daozhen glanced at the sky, and suddenly jumped up, as fast as lightning, and swept towards Xiao Huiming at great speed.

"Stop—"

The Biling Fairy, who was standing behind Xiao Huiming, also noticed that something was wrong with the situation for the first time, hurriedly grabbed Xiao Huiming, and said hysterically loudly, there was no longer the image of the fairy at the beginning.

Xiao Huiming, who was immersed in the joy of creation, also came back to his senses violently under the hard pull of the Biling Fairy, and then raised his head slightly.

Suddenly, he himself was taken aback.