"Your Majesty, I'm going to call the ministers in and escort them," a priest said as he escorted the injured Emperor Jing Zhen and the high priest back.
"Shut up, no one is allowed to leave the temple, otherwise there will be no forgiveness, and if there is a little rumor of today's events, you will all die."
Emperor Jing Zhen said with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth.
Emperor Jing Zhen couldn't imagine how much impact it would have on the Qin State if there was a big change in the Great Qin Ancestral Temple and the news that he was seriously injured would spread, and the losses suffered by the Qin State at that time would be immeasurable.
Emperor Jing Zhen could never allow that to happen, and he firmly believed that the old man in the painting could solve the current problem.
"Father."
Qin Bai walked in front of Emperor Jing Zhen with a crying voice, he had never seen Emperor Jing Zhen look like this, his hair was scattered, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale with a green aura.
"Bai'er don't be afraid, it's okay."
Emperor Jing Zhen patted Qin Bai's head and asked a cronie to take Qin Bai out of the ancestral temple first.
Although it would arouse suspicion for the prince to leave the ancestral temple first, Emperor Jingzhen was unwilling to risk Qin Bai's life, this was his only son Jingzhen, and he couldn't afford to miss it at all.
Qiang Zi showed a smile, then looked at Han Sen behind Qin Bai and said, "You are Han Sen, the widow has wanted to see you for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet you at such a time, what Taifu said is really right, you are an unusual person." ” "Please also ask Your Majesty to forgive me for the unsolicited sin."
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 that painting" Han Sen saw that the old man in the painting was full of radiance, without any humanity, no matter how you look at it, he is 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, "That Venerable is not a human being, but a supreme god, and before eternity, he could already compete with the existence of twelve destructive-level gods. ” "Comparable to the existence of twelve destructive-level gods" Han Sen was slightly stunned, such a god was not in the temple, how could it be in a painting of the ancestor of the Qin State.
Emperor Jing Zhen did not hide it, and said: "The widow doesn't know the origin of this venerable person, but he knows that the ancestor emperor invited the powerful person to guard the ancestral temple, and it is said that he is an ancient god, who was extremely powerful long before the twelve righteous gods, but I checked 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 radiance on the old man in the painting was indeed extremely powerful, even the goddess who had fought with him before did not have such a terrifying divine radiance.
However, apart from the twelve destructive-level gods, only the one in the Gene Temple had such a divine radiance, and the old man in the painting was not among them.
If there must be such a powerful god, it is only from before the restart of the Great Universe.
Han Sen had heard from the Lord of the Temple that because of the restart of the Great Universe, the power of the Heavenly Gods had been greatly weakened, and the Instant Goddess that Han Sen had killed before was not the Moment Goddess at her peak, because of the Great Universe Restart, the Instant Goddess had not yet recovered the divine power that the original destructive-level gods should have.
An existence like the old man in the painting is likely to be a powerful god before the restart of the universe, and for some reason, he was not affected by the restart of the universe to have such a terrifying divine radiance.
However, even though the old man was comparable to a destructive-level god in his peak state, Han Sen didn't think he could match Wan'er in this state.
Wan'er's eyes were still the same, as if she hadn't heard what the old man in the painting said, and walked step by step in the air, as if she hadn't looked at the old man in the painting at all.
"The longitude and latitude of the world, everything is painted."
In the painting, the old man seemed to be enraged by Wan'er's contempt, and the wooden battle in his hand was beaten, and suddenly a magical power spread towards Wan'er.
Han Sen had seen the power of the Evil Emperor to turn a drawn thing into a physical object, but he had never seen the power to turn an entity into a painting.
The divine brilliance of the old man in the painting, the real things that originally existed in the Taimiao turned into a two-dimensional picture.
It's as if the real scene has become a two-dimensional animation, and everything has become so unreal.
However, Wan'er, who was dressed in golden light, was not affected by that power, and still walked step by step in the air, and that power seemed to have no effect on her at all.
The old man's face in the painting changed slightly, he was a god of painting, before the restart of the great universe, he was a destructive-level god, and there were more than 12 destructive-level gods at that time.
It's just that later he chose to fall and join the Divine Chaos Society, and in the final battle, in order to escape the catastrophe of the restart of the universe, he hid in a picture scroll with supreme divine power, so he escaped the catastrophe and was not erased by the power of the restart of the universe.
However, he didn't want to be trapped in the scroll, and later an emperor of Qin State got the painting by chance, and accidentally opened the painting, so that the painting god was able to get out of trouble.
In order to repay the emperor of Qin, and in order to be able to find a place to settle down, the painting god who had long lost the temple agreed to guard the ancestral temple of Qin and accept the worship of the Qin royal family.
The painting god had also heard the legend of Qin Xiu and Qin Wan'er, but at that time, he was still trapped in the divine painting, and he had not seen Qin Xiu and Qin Wan'er with his own eyes, so he was quite unimpressed with that kind of legend.
Human beings all rely on the power of the blood and genes of the gods, no matter how strong they are, how strong can they be, but now Wan'er in front of him makes him have to be cautious.
Seeing that his power of painting gods could not affect Wan'er in the slightest, the divine radiance of the painting god's whole body flowed, and suddenly condensed on the wooden staff in his hand.
The sake jug hanging from the top of the wooden staff flew up automatically, pouring out an ink-like liquid from it, and the painting god dipped the tip of the wooden staff into the ink, like a huge pen, leading the ink towards Wan'er.
The world seems to have become a painting in an instant, and the space contaminated by the ink immediately becomes a chaotic darkness, as if it is blackened on the drawing paper, no matter what is painted on the original drawing paper, once it is blackened by the ink, it will no longer exist.
As long as anything was painted with ink on the wooden staff, it would immediately be submerged in the dark chaos, and the wooden staff in the old man's hand waved, and in an instant, one end of the temple was painted black, and half of the temple became a state of darkness and chaos, and Wan'er was in it.
The current state of the temple looks extremely strange, half of it is the original temple, and the other half has become a two-dimensional world of dark chaos
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