Chapter 803: The Formation Will Open the Entrance and the Key Will Disappear

"What?!"

When he saw the calligraphy and painting in Li Zhoujun's hand and felt the aura on it, the Qingmo Painting Sage's face showed a look of shock.

Long-standing memories appeared in his mind.

Under the sky, the aura of an old man's figure rose into the sky, as if piercing the sky.

When the old man faced the dense crowd of high-grade Taoist saints who besieged him, he almost killed one of them with one slap. Those high-grade Taoist saints were at last the terrifying and powerful men at the level of seventh-grade Taoist saints!

In the end, the high-level Taoist saints were so frightened by the old man that they all fled the Central Continent one after another.

This old man is Qin Tianyi.

It had not been long since Qingmo Painting Sage broke through to the first-level Taoist Sage. He could only watch from afar while Qin Tianyi fought with many high-level Taoist Sages.

When the remaining power came, the Qingmo Painting Saint used his magic weapon to resist it. He survived, but the magic weapon broke into pieces. Then he ran away without even having time to take away the fragments of the magic weapon.

"Master, what's wrong with you?!" Moshan Painting Immortal couldn't help but said when he saw Qingmo Painting Saint in a daze.

She was created when the Qingmo Painting Sage was a second-grade Taoist saint. Naturally, she had never experienced the Central Continent and the catastrophe that belonged to the Taoist Saint. She only heard bits and pieces of news from the Qingmo Painting Sage's mouth.

Naturally, he didn't recognize Qin Tianyi's aura.

"You...how did you get the calligraphy and painting on your hand?" The green ink painter asked Li Zhoujun with a trembling voice.

When Li Zhoujun saw the Qingmo Painting Sage in such a state, he was sure that the person who massacred the Taoist Sage in the Central Continent in ancient times was his ancestor Qin Tianyi.

"The calligraphy and painting were given to me by my ancestor, who is Qin Tianyi." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"What?!" The Qingmo Painting Saint's eyes widened, "He is your ancestor?!"

While speaking, the blue-ink painter looked around like a thief, fearing that Qin Tianyi would suddenly appear.

No wonder Qingmo Painting Sage is so worried.

If Li Zhoujun is really a descendant of Qin Tianyi, then as a Taoist saint, Qin Tianyi will naturally not care about him walking in the Central Continent.

But now he is also walking in the Central Continent. If Qin Tian finds out, he will definitely die!

"You are really a descendant of Qin Tianyi." The green ink painting saint asked Li Zhoujun with a pale face at this time and a bloodless look on his face.

Mo Shan Hua Xian also widened his eyes at this moment.

Although she had never seen it with her own eyes, Qin Tian was so powerful.

But I also learned from the mouth of the Qingmo Painting Sage how powerful Qin Tianyi was. He was a fierce man who almost killed the Dao Sage of the Central Continent!

Li Zhoujun is his junior, so what can you do to fight with Li Zhoujun?

No, what is his master, the blue-ink painter, fighting with Li Zhoujun? !

"Of course he is my junior." Qin Tianyi's voice came with a chuckle.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow of an old man appeared next to Li Zhoujun.

As this figure appeared.

A heavy cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the blue-ink painter.

After Moshan Painting Fairy felt the deep and sea-like aura on the old man's body, his knees softened on the spot and he almost fell to the ground.

"Ancestor." Li Zhoujun looked at Qin Tianyi who appeared in surprise.

"Not bad, not bad." Qin Tianyi looked at the sudden appearance of Li Zhoujun and said with a smile, "The Blue Ink Painting Saint came to the Central Continent. I deliberately didn't do anything to him. I just wanted to see how your boy would deal with him. Now it seems that your boy Far better than I imagined.”

"Ancestor, you are so complimentary." Li Zhoujun smiled, and then asked, "Ancestor, this is your clone, where is your body?"

"I keep this clone just to guard the Central Continent. Any Taoist saint who dares to come will be slapped to death."

Qin Tian smiled and said, "Okay, you kid, just feel free to wander around the Central Continent. This clone of me will continue to exist. It is enough to protect the Central Continent without a Taoist Saint. If you want to kill the Qingmo Painting Saint, Just say something and this clone of me will take action."

After saying that, Qin Tianyi's clone disappeared without waiting for Li Zhoujun to continue asking.

At this time, the Qingmo Painting Sage's eyes had changed when he looked at Li Zhoujun.

Become fearful.

Because all it takes is one word from Li Zhoujun.

He has no doubt that Qin Tianyi's clone will kill him, and he has no doubt that Qin Tianyi's clone has the strength.

Because there used to be a ninth-level Taoist saint. Ten thousand years after Qin Tianyi drove away all the Taoist saints in the Central Continent, he set foot on the Central Continent without believing in evil. In the end, he had no news and disappeared.

He was probably shot to death by a clone of Qin Tian!

"Now I give you a chance to cry." Li Zhoujun smiled at the Qingmo Painting Sage.

The Qingmo Painting Sage was stunned when he heard the words, and his heart was suddenly filled with shame, but this shame was not worth mentioning in the face of his life.

The blue-ink painting sage obviously understood this truth, so he burst into tears and even the sky shook.

The crying Qingmo Painting Sage saw Mo Shan Painting Fairy watching a show. Without saying a word, he slapped Mo Shan Painting Fairy on the face, causing her to burst into tears.

Moshan Painting Fairy naturally understood what Qingmo Painting Saint meant, and he started to cry loudly.

Li Zhoujun got tired of hearing this and waved his hand.

The Saint of Qingmo Painting and the Fairy of Ink Painting also stopped crying quickly.

"Let me ask you a question." Li Zhoujun said to Qingmo Painting Sage.

"Qing Emperor, please speak. The little old man will tell you everything he knows!" The previous aloof attitude of the Qing Mo Painting Sage has long since disappeared, and he only has a humble attitude in front of Li Zhoujun.

"Why did you let Moshan Painting Fairy do something to that little rabbit?" Li Zhoujun asked with a frown.

Moshan Painting Immortal hurriedly rushed in front of Qingmo Painting Saint and said: "That rabbit is suspected to be the key to the secret realm of the Ninth Grade Dao Saint. The secret realm is surrounded by a large formation. Without the key, even a Ninth Grade Dao Saint would have to spend some effort to enter it!"

Qingmo Painting Saint saw that Moshan Painting Immortal dared to snatch his lines and his opportunity to perform in front of Li Zhoujun?

For a moment, Qingmo Painting Saint's face also became gloomy.

When he created Moshan Painting Immortal, how could he not find that this guy had such low EQ and was rebellious?

"Is the little rabbit the key?" Li Zhoujun was a little surprised, and then asked, "If you use it to open the secret realm, what will be the consequences?"

"The large formation will open the entrance, and the key will disappear." Qingmo Painting Saint saw that Moshan Painting Immortal was about to answer, and he slapped Moshan Painting Immortal and fainted him, and said hurriedly.

"The key will disappear..." After hearing what Qingmo Painting Saint said, Li Zhoujun fell into deep thought.

In his mind, scenes of Luo Baiyu emerged.

"Do you have to go to the secret realm that requires a key to enter?"

"You must be careful. You must go to the secret realm in three years!"

Li Zhoujun smiled bitterly: "What a silly rabbit, have you known that you are the key?"

Seeing this, Qingmo Painting Saint did not dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Li Zhoujun. Li Zhoujun was furious and let Qin Tianyi kill him with just one sentence.