I agreed to draw it only in my heart, but I didn't know that Qin Yang's brushstrokes went straight down, crossing his flat and smooth belly, and was still sprinting down.

Originally, Su Qinqing's long gown only fell to her waist, but now it was naturally gently untied and pulled down by Qin Yang. The thin and soft silk skirt and pants suddenly slid down to the heels.

Su Qinqing was a little surprised. An inexplicable soul power conflict broke out and could not be controlled. Qin Yang suppressed it and looked at the flat belly and the black and soft part in front of him seriously: "Don't move, I want to change my mind."

Su Qinqing's impulse was only a moment, but she immediately returned to her original state: "What does it mean?"

While concentrating on drawing, Qin Yang whispered: "I think it is possible to draw a suit for you. My soul power is almost enough, and the essence and blood of this Fire Crow in the Flame Sun are enough."

Su Qinqing almost choked to death.

Drawing a set for a middle-grade strong man in the Holy Realm, you really dare to think about it!!!

Even Zhou Xinghe would not have such great confidence.

Moreover, drawing ordinary war totems and drawing a suit are two completely different ways. From the first stroke after starting the stroke, there should be a difference. Now the heart and mouth positions are already densely drawn, and then temporarily change to drawing a suit, can this work?

However, seeing the disciple's pious and serious expression, Su Qinqing thought to herself, so she could just follow this kid to do anything. Anyway, Qin Yang could not have any malice against her. In such a big thing, he could not even make pranks, she believed it.

Let’s take a step back, even if it fails in the end, it will only lose a share of the essence and blood of the Fire Crow, and this essence and blood was obtained by Qin Yang himself.

With such a calm attitude, Su Qinqing became even more relieved, so she was able to provide Qin Yang with more tacit understanding. This was unexpected, and of course the situation was developing in a better direction.

As time passed, Qin Yang's originally abundant physical strength began to slowly overdraw. After all, he was only going to draw a small totem in his heart at the beginning, but not a suit of this size on his body. Now Qin Yang's body is a little weak and his spirit is starting to feel a little tired.

However, Qin Yang seemed not aware of his weakness, and his pen was still swaying in his hand, and his spirit was still in extreme lightness and agility, and he completed it in one go.

The soft pen tip was like a flying butterfly dancing skillfully, wandering rapidly on Su Qinqing's smooth back, getting faster and faster. Su Qinqing was even a little surprised, thinking that the totem should be carefully drawn, so how could such large-scale outlines be drawn? Just like a painter who originally painted fine brushwork suddenly became wild and splashed ink and painted freehand painting.

"Maybe, I can't understand this kid's totem technique anymore?" Su Qinqing smiled bitterly, but was extremely relieved. "It was the expectation of a teacher. But this day came so early, and I felt a little disappointed. Alas, I'm afraid there is nothing to teach him in the future..."

At this moment, Qin Yang had already turned to the front of her. The soft pen gently pulled it from her armpit, perfectly combining it with the starting point to form a whole.

Finish!

Su Qinqing was a little confused, but the dense talisman lines on her body did begin to retreat and disappear, and eventually left a faint water stain.

Qin Yang put the brush back on the tray, but at this time he realized that his head was dizzy like hollowing out. His eyes were a little black and his legs were a little weak, and then he fell to his uncle in a drowsy manner.

"The little brat has lost his strength to this level. You were still fierce a few breaths ago." Su Qinqing smiled and hugged him, then excitedly pressed and rubbed his proud peaks hard, "Ha, this poor motherless child, come to my mother for maternal love again, feed you!"

Cough cough... Qin Yang, who was almost held back, pushed away softly, rubbed his nose, and smiled tiredly, "I'll sit down and rest first, don't you see the effect of this battle totem suit... I'm so tired..."

Su Qinqing was very happy, and she didn't even put on her underwear. She opened her jade arms unscrupulously and activated a black soul light: "Good son, if you can draw a suit for me, tsk, you will be the world's number one totem master, haha! Zhou Xinghe might be able to do that back then, but that old guy lost all his soul."

Qin Yang shook his head: "No, I may not even be able to catch up with Teacher Zhou Xingyun. Even if I successfully draw it for you, it is just because you can cooperate with me too much. Really, drawing a war totem for Uncle Master, I feel like I'm drawing it for myself, and I have the heart."

"Who told us to be the real mother, hehe." Su Qinqing smiled proudly, "But even if it is still a little inferior to Zhou Xingyun, she can still be called the Totem Master, which is a must!"

It is no exaggeration to be able to draw a battle totem suit for a middle-grade strong man in the Holy Realm. No one would doubt it.

Qin Yang curled his lips and smiled, "That's really successful, let's talk about it, I feel like it's a try."

Su Qin nodded happily, and suddenly activated the power of the battle totem. Then the peach blossom eyes glared: "Ah, what a guy, my soul power has been improved so fiercely, so fiercely... I'm dizzy, this power is so fierce, it's just like the feeling when I use the power of the totem stele!"

"Haha, what a powerful feeling, it's so wonderful! I've already upgraded a small grade now. I definitely have the soul power of the top-grade Holy Realm!"

"Even if you cannot meet the standard of the battle totem, just by improving the power of this small grade, this totem is worth it, too worth it, haha!"

"However, the power of this battle totem is indeed increasing..."

After increasing Su Qinqing's soul power to the top level of the Holy Realm, it did not stop. The power of the war totem is still bursting wildly.

However, once you encounter the limit of the holy realm, no matter how much you improve, you will never reach the imperial realm cultivation level. However, Qin Yang at least clearly felt that Master Su's power was approaching the teacher at this time!

Teacher Yin Yan is not an ordinary top-notch holy realm. She is much stronger than the Great Xia King. Especially after she walked out of the ancient demon abyss, she reached a state of vagueness and unpredictability.

Gradually, the soul power is still exploding and increasing. Qin Yang feels that Uncle Su's current power is equivalent to the state of the Holy King-level demon clan's beast transformation, which is extremely terrifying.

Outside this small building, many disciples from the Reincarnation Hall nearby felt the puff of pressure. Many people walked out and looked at Su Qinqing's small building in surprise.
Chapter completed!