Chapter 1352

The sound of terrible explosion.

In a huge depression of luowu mountain, it roared violently.

The violent earthquake caused the collapse of mountain peaks, filled with earth and rock, and could not see what had happened. However, the majestic breath and the powerful power of the top of the holy King level are enough to explain everything. Defend for a long time, wait for a long time, demon clan——

I can't help it at last!

"Saint King level top strongman." xuanming's eyes are shining and sparkling.

He lives by fighting. Maybe he can't reach his backyard in terms of mind, but his strength is better than his backyard. In particular, the boiling of the war spirit is indomitable and addicted to martial arts. Xuanming's favorite is to fight, fight and fight again! If you can achieve the twelve witch kings, you must have a skill.

"Very strong!" Houtu looked deeply.

"Is quite strong." sentence Mang's face was solemn.

It's very far away. Ordinary martial artists can't feel the breath, let alone accurately "see".

However, at the moment, here are all the top strong people of the witch family, the witch emperor and the Witch King. Among the top strong people at the holy King level, they are not ordinary people. Strong and weak, not to mention relying on breath and experience, can be clearly judged by 'intuition'!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earthquake shook the sky, and the attack force was quite terrible.

The original situation of equal strength was suddenly broken, and the demon family, which had been suppressed all the time, finally ushered in spring. With the advent of the mysterious strong man of the demon family, the whole situation was immediately reversed, and Zhu Rong, the Witch King, was killed directly face-to-face, not inferior, but later suppressed!

"Jiong! ~" the fire was blazing.

However, Zhu Rong retreated while fighting and roared again and again.

Completely caught off guard.

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"Zhu Rong is careless." sentence Mang's eyes are burning.

"It took too much power to deal with those ordinary demon families before." Houtu said in a deep voice, "what a cunning demon family."

Xuanming's eyes were intense, staring straight at the front, and his fighting spirit could not stop pouring out. Ran Ran Ran said, "if you fight again, Zhu Rong will lose." his face changed constantly, and his breath became stronger and stronger. Xuanming seemed to be uncontrollable and ready to rush out, but

"Zi! Zi! ~" the hissing voice sounded instantly.

It seemed that there was only one voice left in the whole space, and the terrible power immediately pulled back the thoughts of the three people.

Sky arc!

It was spinning in the void and making a terrible sound.

It felt like a cobra winding its tail and making a "hiss" sound, ready to prey on its prey. Emperor Jiang's golden wisps glittered outside his body and looked straight ahead with the momentum of not being angry.

"The inferior demon clan has a large number of talents."

"Just twelve demon stars. There is a big gap between our talent and qualification, but there is the macaque first, and then the bull..."

Cold bright eyes, murderous.

Wu Emperor Jiang clenched his fists and exposed his green tendons.

The terrible breath shrouded the three witch kings in an instant, and the heart was shocked.

"Big brother!" xuanming's eyes flashed, and he arched his hands to ask for war, but he couldn't kneel down. A terrorist force under his knee lifted him up. Xuanming looked puzzled and looked at the emperor River, including Houtu and Jumang. At this time, his eyes were also gathered.

"You are not his opponent." emperor Jiang looked at xuanming and said.

Glancing over the back soil and sentence Mang, the witch emperor Jiang's eyes flashed slightly, "don't say any of you, even if you gather the strength of the three, you are by no means his opponent." looking into the distance, a fire was boiling, but there was a feeling that he was unable to do what he wanted and was at the end of a crossbow. Emperor Jiang said in a deep voice, "his strength is no worse than the leader of the demon clan."

Boom!

One of the three people in Houtu was shocked and his face changed greatly.

They knew who was the leader of the demon clan mentioned by Emperor Jiang. The battle in the hot place that day was earth shaking. Although the demon family leader was defeated and returned, everyone can see his strength. If the power system had not been conquered, it would not be easy for the witch emperor to win.

And now, there is an equal demon clan strong man?!

unbelievable!

"Do you think he can overwhelm Zhu Rong by chance? By opportunism?"

"Big mistake!"

"I tell you, his strength... Is far from playing."

"If my guess is right, he should be the strong one who came with the demon leader that day! No wonder that even the ancient genius failed." the eyes of the witch emperor Jiang are sparkling, with partial appreciation, but more is killing intention.

The more powerful the demon clan is, the more unfavorable it will be to the witch clan!

"Back earth, xuanming listens to the order!" emperor Jiang drank quickly and looked just like that.

"Yes!" they bowed down and knelt on one knee.

"You can't claim to lead the army to war without my command!" emperor Jiang's eyes glittered with cold light, but his words meant protection.

"Yes, big brother." Houtu and xuanming agreed although they were unwilling.

"Sentence mang." emperor Jiang's eyes swept over, and the fine mang can move.

"Wu Huang, please tell me." Jumang arched his hand.

Zi! Zizi~ The sound of the heavenly arc was harsh and clanking, like the unpredictable color in emperor Jiang's eyes. He pondered slightly: "I'm not here. You are in full charge of military affairs and act according to your circumstances. Remember, it's better to ask for reactive work than to make mistakes."

"Yes, the witch emperor," said Ju mang.

His eyes flashed, his figure flashed, and suddenly fell on the arc of the sky. With a meteor like "whew", he shot out quickly.

Dijiang, I finally did it.

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Yan Huangcheng.

It's different to have help and no help.

Under the care of qianlianhuang, Lin Feng quickly took the time to draw the "Purple moon". Although it was only a glance before, it was impossible to remember the whole picture with separate eyesight, but the appearance of ziyue didn't change much, it was just a change in her hairstyle and a little more mature.

Soon, the portrait came out.

But

"Er." Lin Feng looked at the drawing board in his hand and smiled bitterly.

The more complex array of engraving patterns can be perfectly imitated and drawn by ourselves. However, it is so difficult to draw a portrait with memory. Although I feel that my facial features, body shape, face shape and so on are all well painted, the combination of "Purple moon" seems to be another person.

Not to mention that 70% or 80% are similar, there is not even 50% in Chengdu.

"Pooh!" Shi Zhi's heart covered her mouth and smiled, and the thousand love emperor also smiled knowingly.

Seeing Lin Feng's helplessness, he crumpled the drawing paper into a ball and ate it. The two women felt warm in their hearts. People are nobody. The strength of Lin Feng makes them feel unreachable, but now they have become normal people, so close to the earth.

"Zhixin, will you draw?" Lin Feng said helplessly to Shizhi.

"No, no, no!" Shi Zhi's heart even waved her hand, her pretty face turned red, and her index finger lit on her index finger, obviously not.

Lin Feng's eyes immediately looked at the thousand love emperor. The latter smiled and moved his beautiful eyes. "Although I know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I can draw an eight or nine point similarity with my palm and pen, but I can only have its shape, which may not be the focus of my mind."

"Wow!" Shi Zhixin's starlit eyes looked at the thousand love emperor, "thousand sister, you're great."

"Eight or nine points are enough." Lin Feng smiled.

Sure enough, there is nothing the emperor doesn't understand.

Human genius, which is rare for thousands of years, is really extraordinary.

The thousand love emperor smiled, "why retreat to the second place? There are better painters here than me."

A better painter?

Lin Feng was stunned, his eyes lit up and looked into the distance.

Jin Ji!?

His painting is better than thousands of love emperors?

"Yes, I almost don't remember." Lin Feng nodded suddenly and smiled.

Jin Ji's father, Jin Wen, was one of the legendary engravers in the southern region. Jin Ji mentioned it in a chat before. Although he majored in martial arts, his "ancestral skills" were nothing to say. Even the transmission array can be built at will, not to mention painting people?

The array of engraving patterns is much more delicate and difficult than painting!

Although he can perfectly draw the array of engraving patterns, he is "copying", which is different from a real engraver.

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"Portrait painting?" Jin Ji was stunned.

"Yes, are you sure?" said Lin Feng.

Jin Ji burst into laughter. "What else do I care about? I dare not say anything else. Painting is the second thing I recognize, and no one dares to recognize the first."

"Hum, just blow!" Shi Zhi's heart showed her nose and twisted it gently.

Jin Ji glanced at her and said with a smile, "learn a little. She is a young lady who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." she said, but regardless of the red face of Shi Zhi's heart, Jin picked up the paper and fell. With one hand holding the pen and the other holding the paper steady, she stood upright with bright luster in her eyes.

In an instant, the feeling is completely different.

"Oh?" Lin Feng nodded slowly.

Sure enough, the thousand love emperor was right. This posture alone shows his skill.

"Let's start, brother Lin." Jin Ji looked just and serious, and there was no more hip-hop.

"OK." Lin Feng answered.

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Everyone is good at something.

Lin Feng is the most powerful among the people; Thousands of love emperor, experience, including stable personality, is the most suitable executor of a team. Shi Zhixin and Jin Ji all have their own abilities. For example, at present, Jin Ji shows his skill.

Shi Zhi's eyes looked straight, and Lin Feng's eyes were bright.

Perfect!

People seem to come out of the picture.

Random pen waving, just black ink and white paper, perfectly reflects a woman's form and appearance, and can't find half a defect.

The highest state in the painting is no better than this.

"Eyes are the foundation of painting."

"Whether things, people, or even landscape paintings, we should also find the existence of 'eyes'."

"Just became a painting."

Jin Ji wrote with a positive expression.

"What's up, brother Lin, can you?" Jin Ji looked back at Lin Feng.

"As like as two peas." Lin Feng smiled and thumbs up. He had to admire the purple moon in the painting. It was like half the difference between the purple moon and his own view. It was like printing the purple moon in the picture. It was not completely brilliant but rather identical.

Such skills are unimaginable.

"I believe that with this portrait, there will be no mistakes." Lin Feng nodded and praised.

"Next, let's give it to me and sister Zhixin." the thousand love emperor smiled calmly and gently picked up the portrait, "it's better to let us do the things we deal with."

"That's troublesome." Lin Feng smiled.

"Small matter." qianlianhuang smiled and left with Shizhi's heart.

Looking at the disappearance of the two women's figures, and then looking at Jin Ji, who was staring at the crowd again at the moment, Lin Feng began to put on a sincere smile at the corners of his mouth and felt warm in his heart. All the people kept running and working for their own affairs, but they didn't complain.

They are true friends.

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