The person who captured An Pingsheng into the scroll was Hua Daozi, a painting idiot. Looking at An Pingsheng's figure falling into the scroll, Hua Daozi said in a deep voice.
He knew that those who reached An Pingsheng's level could understand human speech and were no less intelligent than any human being. They must not be treated as ignorant beasts.
This time, the monsters attacked together, which was absolutely abnormal. He was also extremely confused about this. He took An Pingsheng into the natal magic weapon painting world and was not in a hurry to fight with him.
"Hmph!! Your Excellency, you have such a strong tone! I can't bear the cause and effect of the war between the human race and the monster race. It seems that you illegally gathered in the territory of my demon race with the intention of massacring my demon race's children. Why did you beat them up instead?"
Of course, An Pingsheng knew the ins and outs of the whole thing. He planned all of this himself.
If I don't use any means to kill you, then I will be the one who is really in danger. It is better to strike first than to strike later and suffer disaster. No one understands this principle.
An Pingsheng was definitely not an idiot enough to say what he was thinking. Instead, he looked at Hua Daozi with cold eyes and continued indifferently: "The Tiannan Mountains are the place where my demon clan belongs. You cultivators have gathered a large number of people and want to enter the mountains.
, wantonly kill and capture the creatures in my mountains, you kill my race, today we can also kill you group of monks.
Is it possible that you humans can kill my demon clan, but we can’t kill you immortal cultivators?”
All things are free in the frosty sky.
An Pingsheng said something, which made Hua Daozi's face change, but he didn't say anything to refute it for a while.
There are always some people in the world who can hit you, but you can't. If you hit them, you are using violence, disrupting order, and disturbing peace.
What's the point?
This is the famous double standard, standard shamelessness.
"You must think clearly. If you kill all the thousands of monks here, won't you be afraid of attracting powerful people from the world of immortality?"
Hua Daozi looked at An Pingsheng and said in a deep voice: "You beasts in a cage, sitting in a well and looking at the sky, are really blind. The reason why the Tiannan Mountains are allowed to exist is to provide training for young people in the world of immortality.
Once it is discovered that you are showing your fangs and you are a sufficient threat, not only will the creatures in the Tiannan Mountains die, but you will not be able to escape the fate of death either.
To be honest, we, the human race, are willing to give you food, otherwise, how could the Tiannan Mountains have been peaceful for hundreds of years?"
An Pingsheng's heart tightened and he was shocked by his words. He didn't expect that the Tiannan Mountains had such a hidden secret.
However, with his tenacity, he recovered in an instant and said coldly: "Hmm, give us some food to eat? We, the demon clan, were born to raise you. Why do you need to act coy here? Before we die, I will kill you first."
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"Ouch!!"
After saying that, he let out a deep and ferocious tiger roar, and the huge tiger body shook violently. All the 18,000 pores on the body opened at the same time, and traces of demonic power flowed out from the pores like spring water.
The strands are intertwined together, forming a rich flame in the blink of an eye.
As soon as I thought about it, the flames outside me started rolling violently like boiling water.
‘Boom boom boom’
The flames expanded outwards for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, they quickly shrank back, and countless flames condensed together.
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The crispy golden stone sound kept sounding.
"This is ...." A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the painting.
Outside An Ping's huge body, the original flames were weirdly disappeared. Instead, it was a remnant -shaped blade with black inflammation.
These blades are outside, flipping up and down, and constantly flying, covering each attack angle under the blade. The scene is amazing.
"This world's strong man is respectful, your people are large, and everything makes sense. Although my demon family has fallen, it is not allowed to be here, flame blade, cut !!"
An Pingsheng felt the flame blade with a dozen handles outside of his body, and a strong war will rise in the body.
In the future, there will be a more powerful cultivator who comes over. He doesn't know. He only knows that if it wasn't for the counterattack by himself, the Tiannan Mountains would also lose heavy losses.
The front and end of the Fusian Conference in previous years were the disasters of the Tiannan Mountains. Countless monks passing by, they all liked to go to the mountains.
But because of An Ping's life this year, the monks gathered together.
If this group of monks will not kill this time, they will be dangerous now.
"!!"
With a crispy knife sound, a flame blade glowed with a faint black air, and the knife trembled, and the surrounding air shook violently a few times.
Then, under the control of An Pingsheng, a bright black light was pulled out directly in the air, like lightning like lightning towards the painting of the painting on the scroll.
The place where I was so weird was too weird. An Pingsheng was the first time I encountered such a thing. I instinctively felt that I was in the scroll, as if it was an object drawn by the other party.
This feeling is very bad, so he did not hesitate to attack and go to the painting.
No matter how strong the magic weapon is, it is also controlled by people. As long as the owner of the magic weapon can be killed, the natural weapon will not be able to exert its own power. You can break this weird picture.
The flames cut through the sky and made a sharp whistling sound, as if it was a meteor that passed through the sky, and it instantly reached the painting of the painting.
Black mang appeared, and there was a dead silence in the darkness, leaving only the dark shadow that broke through the night sky.
A sharp murderous gas condensed from the blade into a little, rushing towards the painting.
The hot feeling of the blast, let the cold hair on the painting on the spot stretch the roots.
But painting Tao Zi is also a strong man, and his expression was not panicked, and he talked lightly in his mouth: "Painting soul war general, wearing a hundred steps to wear Yang !!"
As soon as the loud drink fell, I saw that in the picture below, there were amazing changes.
I saw that the cold warrior with a blood -colored long bow was originally stood and blurred by the shadow of people. The closed eyes suddenly opened. In the two eyes, it flashed the sharpness of the arrow.
Stretching out a crystal long arrow from the back, opening the arrow with a bow, and the muscles on the arms, as strong as the dragon, the long bow was instantly pulled into a full moon in his hands.
A stream of force rolled into the arrow, and the arrow of the gods also showed a thick layer of white gas, exuding a crystal light.
In the painting world, a magical power of magical poured into the arrow suddenly appeared, and the breath of the arrows was doubled by more than doubled.
"!!"
Long arrows leave the long bow, like the meteor rushing to the moon, and it seems like a little cold, and it instantly crosses the large space. The positioned position is the flame blade that is about to cut.
When the arrow flew over, the temperature in the scroll suddenly dropped a few degrees.
"Bang!!"
When God arrowed first, with the flame blade, the flame blade trembled, and the sharp knife light broke out.
Countless flames fly to the back of the flame blade, providing it with a steady stream of power, huge flames, and the strength of the blade more powerful for a while.
The arrow tip of the arrow revealed a hint of chills and touched with the blade.
A strong white mist burst out from the arrow. It was a cold cold air, which seemed to be a tide. It covered the surroundings on the spot.
The hot flame was turned into the ice that appeared on the one after the way, and the ice was frozen.
This cold was too terrible, and even the flames were sealed together.
"These soldiers on the scroll can be controlled. This is not a means of Ma Liang.
An Pingsheng saw that it was not discouraged. This blow was just to test the opponent's means, but he didn't think about building a hard work.
There was no accident, there was no virtuality under the reputation.
The scroll of this painting is really wonderful, and the powerful attack power is completely amazing.
"Painting the soul and war, fighting the sky."
Although the paintings are a nerd -looking, the combat experience is extremely rich, and for their own destiny, it is like an arm command.
Seeing that the flame blade was frozen, it could not cause any harm. Drinking lightly in the mouth, driving the power of the painting world.
"roar!!"
The general who was like a cold warrior, who was like a cold warrior, opened his eyes instantly, making a huge roar, and his eyes were full of war.
A long blood -colored gun inserted on the ground, turned over the giant horse.
Looking at An Pingsheng, he pulled a gun flower, and the infinite force surrounded by the surroundings poured into his body. Suddenly, the whole body turned red light, and a bloody meaning in the light poured out.
At the same time, the body of the blood -colored general increased crazy, and almost blinking, there were a few feet long, the huge body complemented the horses, and the unusually flexible volley rushed towards An Pingsheng.
This scroll is the hard work of the painting. In order to refine it, I do n’t know how much materials are used. Do n’t look at the scrolls, there are only two generals in the picture, one Confucian and a cold warrior, and tens of thousands of soldiers.
The only general, Confucian and cold soldiers can actually be used in the actual use.
This is not a painting character, but called painting soul ...
If the overall refining of the scroll requires a lot of materials, the painting soul is even more simple.
The magical method is even more amazing is the secret method of refining the puppet.
This painting soul puppet is also different from other puppets. The materials needed, in addition to the precious pigment materials, but also the human soul.
The pigment alone may not be able to collect neat for a lifetime. The most important and most amazing thing is that the soul of the collector is to collect.
What is the soul of war, the white dot is the soul in the body that falls off, just like An Ping's life.
For example, the cold warrior in the painting industry is the soul of a god shooter collected on the battlefield, incorporating this war soul into the pigments, cultivating various secret methods, and then drawing the original shape on the scroll.
Over time, the painting world will give him magical power, which is called the painting soul.
And the same is true of the bloody generals. In its body, it is a brave general soul.
These paintings, under the nourishment of the painting world, can continue to become stronger with the growth of the magic weapon. Each has an incredible magical power.
With the power of the painting industry, it can exert a powerful power of one percent percentage, which is more powerful than before life.
Now, the three paintings souls have such a powerful power. If he let him supplement all the painting souls in the painting world, the power of this magic weapon will become more powerful.
Of course, the painting tract is not an innocent killing, and the soul is randomly.
The paintings are all negotiated with each other. After completing the wishes of the other party, let the other party willingly make painting souls.
"Oh !!"
An Ping's roaring roasting, the tiger's body shocked, and he spit out like a tide.
No fear, even if it is a god pen Ma Liang today, I have to make you a penalist Ma Liang!