Chapter 3213 The Old Man in the Painting

"Your Majesty, I will ask the ministers to come in to escort..." a priest said while protecting the injured Emperor Jing Zhen and the high priest as they stepped back.

"Shut up, no one is allowed to leave the temple, or you will be killed without mercy. If any news of today's incident gets out, you will all die." Emperor Jing Zhen gritted his teeth sullenly.

Emperor Jing Zhen couldn't imagine that if the Great Qin Ancestral Temple undergoes major changes and the news that he was seriously injured spreads out, how much impact it will have on Qin State, and the loss Qin State will suffer at that time is immeasurable.

Emperor Jing Zhen absolutely cannot allow such a thing to happen, and he also firmly believes that the old man in the painting can solve the current problem.

"Father Emperor." Qin Bai walked up to Emperor Jing Zhen with a crying sound. He had never seen Emperor Jing Zhen like this, with disheveled hair, blood on the corner of his mouth, and a green look in his pale face.

"Bai'er, don't be afraid, it's fine." Emperor Jing Zhen patted Qin Bai's head, and asked a cronies to take Qin Bai out of the ancestral temple first.

Although the crown prince would be suspicious if he left the ancestral temple first, but Emperor Jing Zhen was unwilling to risk Qin Bai's life. This is his only son of Jing Zhen, so there should be no mistakes.

He forced himself to show a smile, then looked at Han Sen behind Qin Bai and said, "You are Han Sen, right? The widow has long wanted to see you, but I didn't expect to meet you at this time. Wrong, you are an unusual person."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for the crime of coming here uninvited." Han Sen said casually, his mind was not on Emperor Jing Zhen at all, and he had been paying attention to the old man and Wan'er in the painting.

"Your Majesty, who is the old man in the painting?" Han Sen saw that the old man in the painting was full of radiance, without any humanity. No matter how he looked at it, he was a god, not a human being.

"It's good to come uninvited, if you don't come, Bai'er is in danger." Emperor Jingzhen paused and said: "The venerable is not a human being, but a supreme god, who has been comparable to him before the ages. The existence of twelve destructive gods."

"The existence of the twelve destruction-level gods?" Han Sen was slightly stunned. Such a god is not in the temple, so how could it be in a painting by Qin Zugao.

Emperor Jing Zhen didn't hide anything, and said: "I don't know much about the origin of this venerable, but I only know that an emperor of the ancestors invited him to guard the ancestral temple. The Erzheng God was already extremely powerful before, but I searched all the information, and I didn't find any information related to this venerable."

Hearing Emperor Jing Zhen's words, Han Sen's heart moved. The divine splendor on the old man in the painting was indeed extremely powerful. Even the Goddess Shanna that Han Sen had fought with before did not have such terrifying divine splendor.

But apart from the twelve destruction-level gods, only the one from the Gene Temple has such brilliance, and the old man in the painting is not among them.

If it is necessary to say that such a powerful god still exists, it can only come from before the restart of the big universe.

Han Sen heard from the Lord of the Temple that because of the restart of the universe, the power of the gods in the heavens has been greatly weakened. The goddess that Han Sen killed before was not the goddess of the peak period. Because of the restart of the universe, the goddess of the moment The goddess has not yet recovered the divine power that the original destructive god should have.

An existence like the old man in the painting is likely to be a powerful god before the restart of the universe. For some reason, it is not affected by the restart of the universe, so it is possible to have such a terrifying divine brilliance.

However, even though the old man is comparable to a Destroyer God in peak state, Han Sen doesn't think he can match Wan'er in this state.

Wan'er's gaze remained the same, as if she didn't hear what the old man in the painting said, and walked up step by step in the air, as if she didn't look at the old man in the painting at all.

"The latitude and longitude of the world, everything is a painting." The old man in the painting seemed to be irritated by Wan'er's contempt, and he stopped the wooden stick in his hand, and suddenly a magical force spread towards Wan'er.

Han Sen has seen the power of Emperor Xieqing to turn the drawn things into entities, but he has never seen the power to turn entities into paintings.

Where the old man's splendor in the painting came, the real things in the Taimiao turned into two-dimensional pictures.

It's as if the real scene has become a two-dimensional animation, and everything has become so unreal.

But Wan'er, who was dressed in golden flames, was not affected by that power, and still walked step by step in the air, and the power didn't seem to affect her at all.

The face of the old man in the painting changed slightly. He is a painting god, and before the restart of the universe, he was a destruction-level righteous god. At that time, there were not only twelve destruction-level righteous gods.

It's just that later he chose to degenerate and join the Chaos Society. In the final battle, in order to escape the disaster of the restart of the universe, he hid in a picture scroll with supreme divine power, so he escaped the catastrophe. It has not been erased by the power of the restart of the big universe.

But he didn't want to be trapped in the picture scroll. Later, an emperor of Qin got the divine painting by chance, and accidentally opened the divine painting, so that the painting god was able to escape from the predicament.

In order to repay the Emperor of Qin, and to find a place to settle down, the God of Painting, who had lost the temple long ago, agreed to guard the ancestral temple of Qin and accept the offerings of the Qin royal family.

The God of Painting has also heard the legend of Qin Xiu and Qin Wan'er, but at that time he was still trapped in the divine painting, and had never seen Qin Xiu and Qin Wan'er with his own eyes, so he didn't take that kind of legend seriously.

Human beings rely on the power of the blood of the gods and the genetic species, no matter how strong they can be, but Wan'er in front of him now has to be treated with caution.

Seeing that the power of the painting god could not affect Wan'er in the slightest, the divine brilliance of the painting god flowed all over his body, and suddenly condensed on the wooden staff in his hand.

The wine jug hanging on the top of the stick flew up automatically, and ink-like liquid was poured out of it. The painting god dipped the tip of the stick into the ink, like a huge pen, drawing the ink towards Wan'er.

The world seems to have turned into a painting in an instant. When the wooden stick of the painting god came, the space stained with ink immediately turned into a chaotic darkness, as if it was a blackened drawing paper, regardless of the original drawing paper. Whatever was drawn on it, once it was blacked out with ink, it ceased to exist.

As long as anything is painted with the ink on the stick, it will immediately be submerged in darkness and chaos. The old man swung the stick in his hand, and instantly painted one end of the temple in black, turning half of the temple into black. into a state of darkness and chaos, and Wan'er is in it.

The state of the temple now looks extremely weird, half of which is the original temple, while the other half has become a dark chaos like a two-dimensional world.