Vol 5 Chapter 83: Calligraphy and painting

> The second golden armor, more powerful than the first golden armor, wearing a heavy body, with a big waist. [M I]
Blinking, like a sphere, the octagonal gold hammer in the hand, full of water tanks, moving the drums like heavy feet, rushing to the evil spirits, like a roaring chariot, crushing everything in front of you.
Dozens of evil spirits, launched a mouth, issued a roar of roar, staggered fangs, pulling a sputum, dripping on the ground, like a sulfuric acid creaking, spurting a white smoke.
The golden armor of the gods rounded his arm, and the golden hammer creaked, accelerating to the extreme, breaking out of his hand and turning it into a golden meteor, flying into a distorted face of a evil spirit, and another evil spirit disappeared. But more evil spirits flowed from the golden hammer that fell to the ground and rushed to the golden armor who lost the weapon.
The golden armor of the gods jumped up in an incredibly light gesture, like a black cloud that suddenly rose, and the posture of the former fluttered toward the evil spirits.
Hey, a heavy muffled sound, a big earthquake, and a shock wave.
The golden armor directly crushed a evil spirit, but it was also surrounded by a group of ghosts.
The golden armor who has been hovering in the sky for a long time, descending from the sky, Jin Ge in his hand, slipping through an arc of twists and turns, sweeping his head, sweeping his throat, passing his claws, passing his chest, leaving a splash of blood. Five evil spirits mourn and dissipate.
Then re-emptive, and throw away the ghosts that are caught, waiting for the next opportunity.
This time, the attack, but the impenetrable encirclement, tearing a gap, the golden armor of the ground, hit a roll, grab the hammer handle, stand up again, wave the golden hammer with both hands, and rush to the face Evil spirit. When the head goes.
boom. At the same time as the brain pulp splits, it turns into a red flying smoke.
At this time, a goblin. From the back of the body, the corner of the mouth ruptured to the root of the ear, and the squat was enlarged to an incredible degree. A sword-like tooth, biting on the neck of the golden armor.
The sharp teeth broke a few, but more teeth, but in the sound of smashing corrosion, go deep into it.
The golden armor is spinning in the same place. He wants to get rid of the sneak attacker behind him. The golden hammer in his hand dances like a wind, and opens a group of ghosts that are rushed by a mad dog. The gold armor on his body adds a lot of scars. But there is no way to take the evil spirit behind it.
The gods of the golden armor who hovered in the sky dared to kill the evil spirits in the periphery and never dared to go deep into the encirclement. Rescue companions. Otherwise the first time. Will be caught by countless claws, tearing his thin armor.
At this moment. [
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] A spear-like golden arrow that whirls through the evil eye.
Leaving a golden trajectory with the air, the fleeting spiral hollow, the end of the hollow and the trajectory, is the third golden armor, with a long body and a back arch, and the bow of the golden bow in the hand is still shaking.
In the stands, everything was screaming, and the screams stopped, and I watched as the group of giants fought each other.
Who ever thought that the painter who was ridiculed by them, the painter who only liked to paint beautiful people, had such a terrible strength.
Every evil spirit in this battle has the power to cull eight or even nine layers of refiners. The crazy momentum, even if Han Yiyi frowned slightly.
On the other hand, the three golden armor gods, the strength is even better, under the precise control of Li Qingshan, killing the evil spirits, not falling.
This is not the kind of duel they have seen in the past, but the real fight. The big battlefield was transformed into a battlefield for fights.
Chu Tian was stunned. After the hard work of this period, he repaired Dajin and prepared to fight with Li Qingshan again. However, he was not hit by the situation in front of him. His odds did not increase.
Han Qiongzhi held his fist and shouted loudly, breaking the silence. This is the man he fancy!
Wang Pushi shook his head gently. He didn't expect that even the family's Famen could play this step in his hands. It was also worthy of the Qiongzhi gimmick. Gu Daren's vision was indeed true!
Although Han Anjun did not speak, he also showed a satisfactory look. His talent for fighting was completely extended in the team battle, and the battlefield was almost perfect.
Liu Changqing gently sighs, this is probably the 100 generations of scholastic, the most talented generation! Even the genius figures of Han Zanyi and Han Tieyi, who originally led the group, are no longer special in front of them. Is it because the world will be chaotic, so will this be such a heroic generation?
Liu Chuanfeng disregarded the image of his family, opened his arms and cheered loudly. The mind has been released for many years, have you seen it? This is the power of home!
A master of the mind looked at Ann, but saw no excitement and excitement on her face. It seemed that he was sure to win. He only held his cheek in one hand. Among thousands of people, looking at him from afar, Li Qingshan would also be the time. Give her a smile, like the fierce battle in front of her, and can't distract him from her attention.
During this time, when she was looking for him, she was a little less. The master also felt relieved, but now it seems that nothing has changed. I finally decided that there is an invisible line that connects them, that is, the so-called fate!
For this talented person, the self-contained sister, his brother is really not confident in guiding. I am afraid that the master has also seen this, so she will be directly accepted as a disciple, and everything will follow!
The eyes of Li Qingshan and Yan Danqing crossed the battlefield.
Li Qingshan does not change his smile. This battle is a bully. Dan Danqing has never played a real-time strategy game. Of course, this scene is essentially different from the game, but he is not the one in his previous life, but Li Qingshan, who has fought in battle.
Yan Danqing is somewhat anxious, clearly that his overall strength is much stronger than Li Qingshan, but he can only watch the evil spirits being killed by one, and they are helpless.
"Dan Qing, can only understand the roots of the mind!" The voice of Yan Shidao was introduced into the ears of Yan Danqing.

Where is it?
Yan Danqing saw the straw hat boy at first glance, and his heart suddenly became cheerful. All these golden armor gods were born of him. As long as they defeated this boy, everything would be solved.
Yan Danqing waved his hand and left all the evil spirits. He abandoned the golden armor and turned into a crazy wave and rushed to Ma Liang.
The three golden armor gods, although with a subtle cooperation, killed more than 20 evil spirits, but could not stop the wolf rushing to the gangsters.
Li Qingshan also smiled and finally found out? My biggest weakness!
Although the magic pen is good, but Ma Liang is still an ordinary teenager, and is the most important medium. Once he is defeated, the golden armor will also dissipate immediately.
At that time, even if it can be re-aggregated, will Dan Danqing also give Ma Liang the opportunity to paint? I am afraid that when it appears, it will be killed and it will consume.
At that time, the real victory and defeat has been divided.
How to do? Then transform a defensive type of gold armor with a shield? No, even if it can't be defended, Ma Liang can no longer draw new paintings, and the opposite map, obviously not doing its best, will be killed.
For the sake of the present, only attack and attack!
Ma Liang suddenly raised the brush and waved it in the void!
A black ink mark, stagnant in the air, the willingness in the great derivation, rapid consumption.
At this time, a shadow will cover Ma Liang, countless minions are in front of him, and the red-red wave is photographed to Ma Liangzhu.
Compared with the group of ghosts, his figure is really pitiful. He, like all the children expected, is afraid to face the ghosts and draw the final stroke.
The ink marks in the air become a sword and a spurt.
Compared with the sword, the ghosts are also slowing down, watching them, and the swords penetrate their bodies.
The crimson wave stagnated, and it collapsed and fell into countless pieces, smashing to Ma Liang, but it was dispersed in the air.
The cheers rang, Li Qingshan rang: "Who is going to admit defeat now?"
Three golden armor gods, posing in a battle, blocked in front of Qi Danqing's "Hell Fu", came out to kill one, see how many evil spirits can be called in the end.
Yan Danqing clenched his fists, although in this "Hell Fu", with all the length and endless meaning, but it is not really able to summon evil spirits to fight incessantly, even if more evils are called When the ghosts come, they can't escape the end of being killed.
"It's you!"
"Hell Fu" emerged from the red light, almost illuminating the entire performance of the military field, the blood river in the painting, suddenly began to flow slowly, and the fire of the sea suddenly began to blaze.
"Not good!" Li Qingshan said.
Hellfire sea suddenly emerged from the picture, the speed is so fast, all of a sudden swallowed three golden armor gods, the gold armor melted rapidly in the flame, blinking, three golden armor gods, it turned into a fly ash Follow the footsteps of those evil spirits.
The air paintings were bursting into heat waves, and everything in the field was twisted, and the flames were rolled, and they were unmatched and did not escape. They flew to Li Qingshan.
Liu Chuanfeng, who is about to celebrate, ~EbookFREE.me~ suddenly changed his face, as if the fire of hell, burned on him, this has surpassed the means of a refiner.
Yan Shidao's face is reddened by the flames, Li Qingshan, look at it, this is the power of the Danqing. Although you are a genius, your family has a disciple like you, it is indeed a rare lucky, but compared with Danqing, you are still slightly Inferior.
The outcome is already divided!
For the first time, Han Anjun no longer believed that Li Qingshan could win. This is already a gap in the realm, not tactics or strategies can make up for it.
Li Qingshan was so sinking, his head turned sharply, and the fire burned to his eyes. Even if he drove Ma Liang to paint, it was too late, and what paintings could block this endless fire?
At this time, Ma Liang suddenly fell to the ground, although not burned by the fire, but can not stand the high temperature of the flame roast.
Li Qingshan has been a practitioner for too long, and he has miscalculated the susceptibility of a mortal boy. It is the house leak that falls through the night rain.
Is it true that the winners and losers have been divided?