Chapter 393： 1 painting (1/2)

Compared to the mess of the Jiuhua League, Su Shi is obviously more interested in King Chixiao.

She has been looking at the painting in her hand, looking very carefully. It is a person, a stern man, a man who is arrogant and indomitable. The man stands in the air, with long hair flying freely, all around There is a ferocious giant dragon elephant.

Above the sky, there are dark clouds, and a stream of holy spring-like eyes is imprinted in the sky. Each spring eye is condensed with holy thunder and lightning. The spring-like spring eyes and the holy thunder and lightning in the painting all fall on the man.

Under the man's feet, there are dead bodies on the ground, countless, blood flows into the river, and there are stubbles everywhere, just like purgatory on earth.

The painting has no name, but there are two lines of words on it.

When the sky became angry, all the noble immortals in the world were cut.

The immortal trial judges heaven and heaven, and the king despise the nine heavens.

This painting is an extinct famous painting today, because the people who paint this painting are not ordinary, and the people in the painting are even more ordinary.

The painter was painted by an old man who has not cultivated for many years. No one knows who this old man is. People call him the old master. He is the elder of the Qixiao Sect. Apart from the king, the only one who could survive the lords of the Aristocracy.

The people in the paintings are not others. They are the famous generation of overlords in the ancient times, the King of Xiaoxiao.

The corpse of the ground is the immortal of the immortal dynasty.

The eye of the spring above the sky is not the other, it is also the eye of judgment, and that lightning is the thunder of judgment.

It is said that this painting was painted on the spot by the old Master when the Emperor Chixiao carried the trial of Xiandao and killed all the immortals.

There are many worlds like this kind of paintings, and many are innumerable.

However, there are definitely not many paintings with artistic conception, and this pair is the most artistic one. At least, in the past few years, Su Shi has searched the world and has not found any one with a more immersive feeling than the one in her hands.

Su Shi looked at it like this. Among the beautiful eyes, there was a complex color, there was admiration and curiosity, more expectations, countless expectations.

Aside, Qian Shan shook his head quite helplessly, and sighed inwardly. After the lady got this picture, she could not help but pull it out when she was free. As for how many times she watched, Qian Shan could not remember It's clear, she really can't understand, what's so beautiful about this painting.

”Do you know? Qianshan, I have always felt that King Chixiao was not dead ...”

I do not know when Su Shi's voice came.

Like the painting, Qianshan did not know how many times she heard it, she did not respond, waiting for the following, and she was almost sure that Su Shi would mention the divination that happened by chance.

”Judging from the divinatory divinations at that time, my trip to the Northwest will inevitably change.”

really.