Li Ling decided to use a painter's stunt.

Use your own blood as dye and take the sky of heaven and earth as paper!

This is blue blood and blue!

Li Ling's blood is golden.

He drew many armor in the air with his golden blood.

I'm afraid no one knows what this means.

Then the immortal virtual shadow of the immortal roll rushed out.

In the middle of the air, the armor drawn by Li Ling with gold blood fell on the immortal virtual shadows one by one.

Originally, there was no way for the immortal volume to make any effective behavior in this kind of battle.

But when the virtual shadow put on his armor, it suddenly became different.

"What is this?"

"A soldier coming out of the picture?"

Eighty seven virtual shadows in armor rushed towards each other's three people.

Cain, who turned into a bat, was rushed to death before he could turn to escape.

How can Barton, the bone Dragon Knight, be better.

The bone dragon he was riding was directly washed away, and he himself was washed away.

These two guys are already like this. It's obvious that Sakura Aili is also a little afraid.

Ai Li Sakura used his own soul to be the real ghost of his life. Can't it be.

Li Ling will tell her, no!

When Zuo Cang Aili's soul rushed over, Li Ling had been surrounded by 87 immortal virtual shadows.

Before, after, left, right, up and down can't escape. Ai Li Sakura is a little afraid.

But what good is fear.

When Li Ling gave the order, all the immortal virtual shadows began to attack.

Ai Li Sakura is directly scared!

As a yin-yang master, she has played with ghosts all her life. Maybe she can't think that she will be scared to death one day.

no way out.

That's it. What can I do.

Dragon seven, dragon eight and dragon nine died like this.

They are no better than ten dragons, and even die faster.

Xiao Lingguan was still there watching quietly.

Even the dead little spirit officer didn't have any expression.

At the moment, after healing the wound on her wrist, Li Ling roared at the dragon brand: "do you still dare to fight!"

"If there is still battle, come out now!"

Li Ling's roar resounded through the sky, straight through the seven wastelands!

The doors of six rooms in the Dragon House have not been opened.

Li Ling wants to see if they can open it.

After a incense stick, no door of any room was opened, which can fully explain the other party's attitude.

"If you practice, you will give me a safe place to practice here. If I see you again who dare to offend me, there will be no amnesty!"

With that, Li Ling left.

The so-called strength and spirit of the dragon brand were all defeated.

Although few people saw the battle, it was clear that everyone knew the result.

In that case, I'm afraid no one has the courage to make trouble again.

For Li Ling, these things are all right.

He knew that the Dragon problem would not end so soon.

But Li Ling has given them a warning. If they insist on not listening, no wonder Li Ling.

Li Ling believes that the so-called public defeat class must be among them.

However, no matter who the other party is, Li Ling will kill them as long as he dares to make trouble.

When Li Ling left, two figures appeared in the originally quiet dragon brand.

An old man who can mop the floor with a beard came out of Longzi No. 1 room.

The old man was holding an umbrella. Although his physical condition was not very good, he was arrogant.

The man holding the old man is Li Ling's old opponent, Ding Shijun!

At the moment, Ding Shijun is dead in a sense, but he exists again as a corpse friar.

Ding Shijun helped the old man with a bloodless face and said, "grandmaster, why did you let Li come again?"

The old man coughed twice.

"Cough, there are many things I don't need to tell you yet."

Facing this, Ding Shijun felt a little uncomfortable.

Ding Shijun said, "I was lucky to get some of your orthodoxy when I was on the verge of death on cangmin island for the first time. Later, I had mechanism armor and entered Longmen inn. You guided me to everything. In my heart, I have long regarded you as my ancestor. Why don't you even believe me."

"Cough, I said, there's no need to tell you."

Ding Shijun was more worried.

"I can't understand!"

Even if Ding Shijun couldn't understand, the old man didn't tell him.

The old man looked up at the sunshine in the sky and seemed to enjoy it.

"It feels good to be exposed to the sun."

"What do you mean, master?"

"Cough, look up and feel the sunshine."

Although he didn't know what it meant, Ding Shijun still looked up and felt the gentle sunshine on his face.

"What about sunshine?"

"Cough, enjoy the sunshine. I'm afraid there won't be much time to enjoy in the future."

"This..."

"Ding Shijun, you are a scholar."

"Yes, before I was killed, I was a disciple of qinzhilou. All the disciples of qinzhilou were scholars!"

"Since you are a scholar, you should think about using your own brain instead of brute force."

"What does the founder mean?"

Instead of answering him, the old man said to the sixth door, "dragon six, come out."

Longzi room 6 opened and out came a shirtless white man with a harpoon in his hand.

The old man looked at him and then scratched his head: "dragon six, what's your name? I've forgotten your real name."

"Report back to your excellency. I was once called the sea god in Poseidon."

"Yes, yes, I remember. Your name is Poseidon."

Poseidon knelt on one knee and showed special respect to the old man.

"Your Excellency, you asked me to come out to kill Li Zailin, didn't you?"

It could be seen that Poseidon could not wait, and his muscles seemed to tremble, as if he could enter the battle at any time.

The old man said, "whether to kill Li Zailin or not is a secondary matter. Go to cangmin island."

"Oh? Does the Lord want me to go home?"

"I remember your state, which seems to be formed from the land of ruins?"

"Yes, the state of Yate was once the land of the ruins."

"Well, cough, you can go back to your state."

"But att has been sunk, my Lord."

"If I say you can go back, you can go back."

"Oh?"

Poseidon was very surprised. He didn't expect such a good thing at all.

Even Ding Shijun is very strange.

"Master, are you talking about the Yat state on cangmin island that was sunk by the eight Jedi?"

"It seems so. The place is too small for me to remember the name."

"The state of ATT has been sunk for thousands of years! Why is there?"

The old man smiled.

He touched his beard and said, "in ancient and modern times, everything in the world is just a game of chess."