"pass!"

"pass!"

Ling Qiongmo is the only one left in Linglongtian.

Stepping into the painting door with his right foot, a powerful azure blue light swept out, covering hundreds of meters of the house.

"Blue, pass!"

The entire martial arts arena was boiling with excitement, and many people, including senior members of the Yuan family, stood up directly.

Blue talent is unique.

Only Liu Wuxie has a calm face, and Ling Qiongmo has lived for countless years, so he must be proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"You monster, I didn't expect that in this painting test, a blue talent would appear."

The senior members of the Yuan family whispered, and the appearance of Ling Qiongmo gave the Yuan family a glimmer of hope.

"He is a disciple of Linglongtian. If he can win the first place, it will be the best outcome for our Yuan family."

Many elders of the Yuan family cast their eyes on Ling Qiongmo's face. Regardless of Ling Qiongmo's talent in painting, just because he was Linglongtian's disciple, he was enough to crush all the heroes.

People like Gong Jian and others, although they come from a super first-class sect, cannot be compared with Ling Qiongmo.

In addition to being a disciple of Linglongtian, Lingqiongmo also has another identity. He is a descendant of Lingqiongtian, which is enough.

It can be said that everyone in Juling City knows who Ling Qiongtian is. He is the youngest person in the Immortal Emperor realm in the past ten thousand years.

The descendants of the Immortal Emperor, both in status and talent, are far beyond what ordinary disciples can match.

The attitude of other Linglongtian disciples towards Ling Qiongmo can explain everything.

The test was still going on, and the test results of the monks who appeared later were not very satisfactory, with a bunch of red colors appearing.

"Sir, it's your turn!"

Not far in front of Liu Wuxie, there were six young men standing. One of them was a man with a handsome appearance.

When Liu Wuxie first saw this young man, he had an indescribable feeling.

There is a very mysterious aura hidden in this person.

The young master walked towards the painting door with a faint smile on his lips.

"It's Jiang Yulang. Why is he here too?"

There was an exclamation from the crowd. There were too many people just now, and Ling Qiongmo attracted most of the attention, so no one noticed this young man.

"I heard that Jiang Yulang has been pursuing Yuan Tianwei these years, and has come to propose marriage more than once. What's more important, the Jiang family is also a painter's family, and in terms of background, it is not inferior to the Yuan family. If he can marry Miss Yuan, it will be even more powerful."

Various sounds came from all directions.

Liu Wuxie quickly found information about the Jiang family from her memory.

Similar to what those around them described, the Jiang family is indeed a home of painting.

The ancestor of the Jiang family lost to the painting sage in a painting competition. Since then, the status of the Jiang family has been lower than that of the Yuan family.

However, the Jiang family has developed rapidly in recent years, and with the disappearance of the painting saint, it has vaguely surpassed the Yuan family.

Especially the incident between Yuan Tianwei and Liu Wuxie caused the Yuan family's status to plummet.

Jiang Yulang stepped through the painting door, and a strong blue light swept out, which was even more powerful than Ling Qiongmo.

"Blue talent, blue talent again."

Many monks in the martial arts field have become numb. There is no one blue talent in the world. There are so many painting geniuses present, but only two people appear.

You can imagine how difficult it is to achieve blue talent.

"Master, the Jiang family sent someone here, I'm afraid things are not that simple!"
Chapter completed!