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At the moment of input into the painting, Li Qingshan saw a white World, could not be separated from the sky and the ground, seemed to be boundless, and seemed to be narrow as a cage, knowing that he was trapped in the painting.
Subconscious frowning, found that he couldn’t move, and even the simplest movements could not be done. What made him happy was that he could still mobilize Monster Qi, motivate Innate Divine Ability, and immediately exert the power of Bull Demon Vibration, wanting to be inside. Shred the picture.
On the paper, a black ink mark spread out from him, intertwined into a cracked shape, and then quickly disappeared.
In this painting, Medium World, his most destructive Divine Ability, became a non-threatening animated show. The Principal of World’s operation, and even the way of self-existence, has been fundamentally changed, introducing a new rule.
It is conceivable that even if you use Fire of the Phoenix, you will never be able to burn the painting. At most, there will be a cloud of ink marks like a flame to indicate burning.
“Is this the so-called Second Yuan? It doesn’t feel so good!” Li Qingshan, who was in trouble, didn’t panic, but had a wonderful novelty and was amazed by this wonderful trick.
Ink Feather was eager to look at the North Moon in the painting. Nothing was more fun than watching his own enemy. It was such a small painting that he was more happy. He looked at the West, Gu Yanying in the wind and rain pavilion.
Yanying, have you seen it? This battle is what I won! Although you are the smartest woman I have ever seen, it is not always possible.
The speed of North Moon is too fast. Ink Feather is not sure that he can be involved in the painting. He has to endure for a long time to seize the opportunity and lay the victory in one fell swoop.
Li Qingshan quietly examines this white World, and gradually realizes that the color is not pure white, but slightly yellowish, like an ancient painting that has experienced years.
“Hey, isn’t that nonsense? This is a painting!”
He snorted in his heart and suddenly realized that there were some white shadows in this white World. It is more white than the surrounding yellowish environment. It is faintly distinguishable. It is a bird standing on the bamboo.
“Is this the thing in the previous paintings? Birds, bamboo…” Li Qingshan suddenly remembered the black bamboo flute played by Ink Feather. “Is the bird a crow, and it was Ink Feather who was trapped in the painting.” No, not trapped. But he was originally a painting! It turns out that it is!”
“It’s no wonder that he can bear my attacks repeatedly. According to my current strength and the destructive power of Bull Demon Vibration, Monster Marshal has to be smashed into meat, but he can be safe. He said his True Form is a crow, it is better to say that it is a group of ink marks, originally there is no flesh and blood bones, brain heart. It does not matter the vital point, even if the body is shattered, it can be re-healed!”
Li Qingshan thought of this relationship, but it seems that he has not helped much in his predicament. Now is not the time to draw the content, but how to get out of the painting. Let yourself move first.
The second yuan is nothing more than a good animation!
But he wants to play the infinite Great Strength and feels like a ubiquitous force to hold the muscles and bones in place, even the contraction muscles can’t.
The only good news is that Ink Feather said that he would take him back to Ink Sea and hand it over to Dragon King. It seems that this axis is only the effect of Subduing Seal. But you can’t attack Subduing Seal objects outside of the painting, which is similar to Demon Suppressing Pagoda.
This is also a matter of course, otherwise the axis of the painting is inevitably strong, and Ink Feather only needs to move behind the other side, so that he does not reserve a roll of scrolls, so why not even let Monster King let him kill?
He did not know, Ink Feather was hesitating at this time. This scroll axis is his Life Source Object, and he can naturally enter the painting to launch an attack, but the strength of the North Moon has made him feel awkward.
Li Qingshan will not let the person dispose of it, silently urging the power of Spirit Turtle to start parsing the scroll axis.
He painted a round of rims and disappeared on the edge of the paper. His heart gradually became clear. The layer of imprisonment did not come from the axis of painting, but from his own. He did not “fit” the painting. The life of a Chinese. This adaptation is not a habit, but an understanding of the Principle.
Hey, is this?
“Give up, all struggles are in vain, today is your death.”
Ink Feather’s eyes are black and white, and the voice is hoarse and full of silence. At the same time, the two Innate Divine Ability of Death’s Gaze and Rushing Death Curse decided to weaken the North Moon outside the painting. If you can extinguish his will to survive, it would be best.
Li Qingshan’s stunned eyeballs jerked a bit, and on the opposite side of Ink Feather, I also saw World outside the painting. He blinked first, then the whole face was vivid, showing a disdainful expression, lips open and close:
“Ink Feather, don’t bother, I thought you were Monster. It was just a group of inks. This is your last trick! Hey, what’s the difficulty in getting out of this picture?”
Ink Feather was shocked. He didn’t expect him to adapt so quickly, and immediately dismissed the idea of entering the painting. Painting Medium World is his home game, he can suppress him, but he really does not want to fight with North Moon, or bring back to Ink Sea to deal with it!
“Don’t say anything, you think you can get away from the paintings by adapting to the rules in the painting?”
“The way to get out of the way is to try this trick first!”
Li Qingshan suddenly had a sword in his hand, a black ink-like sword, and his body moved. He waved at Ink Feather with a gentle wave of Sword Qi.
“this is!”
Ink Feather hard Li Qingshan’s fist is not afraid, seeing this Sword Qi has changed his face, and quickly shunned. But in a hurry, a scarred face was left on the pale face, and the black blood flowed out, and it could not heal for a long time.
This black sword is Li Qingshan refining “Three Absolute Books”, which is the Sword Qi that is in the body. After the Azure Sea Pearl, this Sword Qi has become more and more refined. Originally it was just a Sword Qi. Li Qingshan, who was in the painting, could hold it in his hand and wave it as a real sword.
In the analysis of this scroll axis, Li Qingshan unexpectedly discovered the familiar mark, which was the mark left by the painter. This scroll is the same source as “Three Absolute Books”. Naturally, he thought of within The body that sword Sword Qi.
With a single blow, Li Qingshan laughed loudly, and the sword in his hand danced into a trace of ink, as if the well-made ink animation, Sword Qi spurred out.
Whenever a Sword Qi leaves the paper and becomes a real Sword Qi, Li Qingshan has a clearer heart. Although it is abruptly sealed from the Third element into the Second element, he wants to get out of this Second. Not an impossible thing.
Now he understands at least three things: First, Ink Feather should be the handwritten by Five Absolutes Immortal, and he will be restrained by the sword in his hand. So, is it that Ink Sea’s Dragon King is also a painting?
Second, as long as the scroll axis is completely destroyed, Ink Feather can be severely damaged. If the reeling scroll axis even has the opportunity to control him, this scroll can be called a Magical Treasure, and can even be used to lick Ink Sea’s Dragon King. But this opportunity is not that big.
The third is that the Five Absolutes Immortal ** exploded. It is no wonder that the Elder Brother Bull saw the “Three Absolute Books” remnant of the Spirit Artifact level in the area will be exported, and of course the tone is only “this younger generation”.
Inspired by Sword Qi, Ink Feather is extremely embarrassed. As long as it is locked by sword intent, Sword Qi can’t stop and can’t dodge. If it is other Monster Marshal, it is not a bad thing to block these Sword Qi, but he is restrained by this Sword Qi. Every Sword Qi falls on his body, it must be a scar.
Then he fell into a dilemma. He was outside the painting and could not directly attack the North Moon. All his attacks fell into the picture, and he was transformed into ink by the drawing axis. This is the Principle of the painting by the painting person to protect his painting. After all, after all, This picture is not used for Subduing Seal enemies. Unless there is power beyond this Principle, it will directly destroy the picture itself, which is unacceptable to Ink Feather.
If you roll up the drawing axis, I am afraid that it will take a while, and the scroll axis will be torn, allowing the North Moon to come out. Ink Feather knows how the original Three Absolute Books was torn into many.
Only looking forward to the exhaustion of the sword in the hands of North Moon, immediately rolled up the scroll and brought it back to Ink Sea for disposal by Dragon King.
With the constant waving, Li Qingshan’s sword in his hand, it has become shorter and shorter, and finally there is only one piece of hilt. After all, it is only a Sword Qi condensation, not endless.
Ink Feather had no time to breathe a sigh of relief. Li Qingshan came up with a real “Three Absolute Books”. The sword in his hand immediately returned to its original state and became more and more solid, as long as his Spiritual Qi was not exhausted. You can keep waving until you tear the scroll shaft.
“Oops!”
Ink Feather also understood who killed his subordinates at the Nine Prefectures Combat Challenge and took away Three Absolute Books. Think of Gu Yanying’s warning, I have the heart to let North Moon, and leave.
But when I think of the ridicule of North Moon, he has a heart, and he also took out a volume of “Three Absolute Books” and jumped into the painting.
The uncontrolled scrolls fluttered toward the lake. In the wind and rain pavilion, Gu Yanying looked like an eagle and stared at the scene in the painting. They each held a battle with Ink-Black Sword, and a group of ink marks danced. Walking up the yellowed paper, their figures overlap and sometimes separate.
Ink Feather is naturally more suitable than Li Qingshan to understand the rules of the painting, and can use the drawing axis to suppress Li Qingshan. This is the place where he dares to jump into the painting, and it is easy to take the upper hand.
Si Bao kept twisting his head and wanted to see the front of the picture. “A sister, who will win?”
Gu Yanying sighed: “The winner is already divided!”
The picture scrolled with the night wind, and finally could not withstand the pull of gravity. When it was about to fall into the water, Ink Feather suddenly got out of the painting, bruised and bruised, and the Ink-Black Sword was invisible. Li Qingshan was picked up from the painting with one hand on the chest, and Li Qingshan was taken from the painting. He took a roll of “Three Absolute Books” in his mouth and a volume of “Three Absolute Books” in his left hand.
Ink Feather immediately opened the black wing, and wanted to get out of it. He tightened his hand and saw that Li Qingshan was grabbing the other side of the axis.
Ink Feather growls: “Let go!”
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