Chapter 960: Widowed

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Four people stood on the spot.
A young brother-in-law, an old man, an old woman, and a middle-aged man, calmly looked in the direction of Chu Yi's escape.
"He doesn't understand painting and painting together."
"If you don't understand painting and calligraphy, you'll have to die, even if you are a master of the gods, if you don't understand this, you will have a headache." Gu Xingle smiled.
"The Sect Master is laying out in the Hundred Ghost City, and he wants to draw out the Yin Vein. There are also the avatars of Dayan Immortal Venerable. There is also a strong man in Tianqi Realm.
"The other disciples, deacons, and elders all go to help one by one, but that level can't help much, and it's not as meaningful as our apprentices to catch the disciples of the devil."
"Sovereign is happy, maybe you will appreciate the finest pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
"It's still a clever son. The Sect Master hates people wandering in front of him. We earn him fame outside. This is the right way."
The old woman giggled, "The sect gate is small, but there are many strong, and the sect master is an ingenious genius, sooner or later the sect gate will become the sect gate."
"We just need to do the things within the points."
"This kid of the gods and demons, let the old body catch it. The old body is greedy for a long time, and there are even demons."
The younger brother arched his hands: "Trouble mother-in-law."
The old woman wrapped her little feet and tapped her toes lightly. The whole person looked like a butterfly and escaped into the void.
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"Look for the flaws of this world." Chu Yi sneaked up, opened his eyes, and looked in all directions. "Don't look at the original world, but I bet it has definitely been enveloped by a painting. We will not break this painting. , Then you can never escape."
Four horror painters of Yuanying Pinnacle stood together, so terrified that even Chu Yi was guilty.
The artist and the derivation are all unpredictable, and they don't know how the other party will attack.
"In fact, it's also simple. When Wang Ben understands this woman's mind, she knows how to get rid of it."
The dark flame demon controlled the woman's body, running in an awkward posture, ragged, half-broken, revealing a large area of ​​snow, but it seemed unattractive to the dark flame demon.
Zhu Bajie jumped to the woman's chest, trying to get in, and was forcibly pulled away by Chu Yi.
"how long?"
"With the awakening of this king, three or four days."
Chu Yi sneered: "Then our bodies will be rotten."
"No way, this is just a doppelganger." Dark Flame Demon sighed.
Chu Yi's face was black, and the number of people in painting and calligraphy was very small. Those who can walk this way are all peerless evils above it. Naturally, his strength will not be weak.
Buzz!
There was a roar of wolves in the air, and a thick scent of ink drifted over.
When Pig Bajie smelled it, his cheeks were flushed, like he was drunk.
Chu Yi quickly held his breath and blocked Yuanying to avoid direct contact between Yuanying and these gases.
"Draw poison!"
"Old guy, you can do everything."
Many paintings are poisonous, because the ink used is naturally poisonous, and a little contact can cause the body to die.
"Don't run, my wife hasn't seen such delicious food for a long time. It's better to stay and let her play with her."
Chu Yi had goose bumps all over his body, and immediately ran away.
Wow la la, a piece of ink is coming from all over the place, and the black tiger wolf is constantly manifesting, which is getting faster and faster, and will soon catch up with them.
"Ji Jie......Chu, this old lady wants to you Yuanyang, or you stay, fight with her for three days and nights, maybe we can escape."
"roll!"
Chu Yi turned around and punched out with a punch, crushing a wolf tiger into powder, but the latter was transformed again, and the fragrance of ink was scattered.
The old lady stood above the giant waves.
She waved her hand, and a golden paintbrush appeared, dotted on the ink, and the next second, birds flew out, wings burning.
"Amitabha, Shanzaishanzai, I am a monk, but let my old lady let me go."
The old lady smiled, and the fire birds were approaching.
"Don't swallow me Yuanyang, widows are sick!"
An indescribable picture appeared in Chu Yi's mind, and he was shocked. He held the flame and shot a firebird directly.
"The widow is sick, mother-in-law, don't chase me?"
The old woman glared and finally heard what Chu Yi was saying, scolding: "Who is chasing you, old lady, is chasing this demon, the blood of the demon, but the best treasure to use for painting, it's better."
Her eyes became very gentle again, looking at the dark flame demon, "Relax, the old body will treat you well, let you enter the old body, and merge into the blood of the old body."
This time, the dark flame demon's turn was dumbfounded.
Chu Yi was overjoyed: "Demon Lord, since mother-in-law's request, you should follow, sacrifice the ego and complete the ego."
The dark flame demon controls the woman's body to run, his hands are waving in the air, it looks extremely funny, and screams all the way: "The widow is sick, and he has kidney deficiency since childhood. Old lady, please go find that kid."
Chu Yi kicked the woman's body again, and the dark flame demon took the woman's body and flew in the direction of the old lady.
In an instant, his figure changed again and again, avoiding many wolves and tigers.
At the same time, the dark flame demon clawed toward the old lady's face.
The old woman was not too slow or slow, and a picture scroll spread out. In the picture scroll, the mountains overlapped and suddenly appeared, pressing against the two.
"This painting is called Chongshan!"
Chu Yi was awe-inspiring, a sword fell to the top of the mountain, but he saw a mountain regenerate from the fallen mountain. He cut again and gave birth to another mountain.
The dark flame demon was even more bleak there, and the mountain was crushed by a claw, and the gravel immediately turned into mountains.
Thousands of mountains are floating, suppressing the past.
"Mother, this painting is too weird." The dark flame demon screamed and hurriedly avoided.
"Boy, let me be my avatar and return to the realm of magic."
Chu Yi shook his head: "You are crazy, don't you know how much magic is hidden in this territory?"
Chu Yi sneered, the fire of Jinwu was burning, and there was another round of blazing sun, which was Jinwu circling the sun star.
A bang!
The mountains were evaporated, and behind the old woman was a heat, most of her body was surrounded by flames.
She urged the animation pen and turned the flame away, but saw the face of the dark flame demon appeared in front of her.
"The old lady wanted to eat Ben Wang. Ben Wang ate you first."
The dark flame demon swallowed the opponent in one bite, and then hiccupped.
"It's really cruel, you can't kill directly." Chu Yi frowned.
The dark flame demon is puzzled: "You also eat fierce beasts and plants. You know, everything in the world has spirituality. These are just energy in the eyes of this king."
"Hurry up and find the flaws in this picture."
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The young son Gu Xingle held the scroll. In this scroll, several people in Chu Yi were being chased by the old lady.
"It's a beautiful painting. It would be perfect if it could be frozen at the moment of death."
The old man sighed: "The master's painting has improved, and with such methods, it is really amazing that God trapped people in the painting without realizing it."
Gu Xingle shook his head: "It would be good if I could enter the Tongshen, but unfortunately, we, in this era, do not even have a supreme, and the Immortal Venerable and Tongshen are so pitiful that it is too difficult to practice."
He sighed while admiring the people in the painting.
Suddenly, flames came out of the painting, and the flames swallowed the old woman. Then, a demon swallowed the old woman in one bite.
"This……"
"That demon is really powerful!"
"There is this flame, it feels like Jinwu fire." The old man frowned.
"Mother-in-law is careless."
"The old man will go forward, the old woman will die if she dies. I believe the Sect Master will not blame."
Gu Xingle nodded: "The old man is going to grasp it. This person is looking for flaws in painting. After all, I have not entered the psychic spirit. It is impossible for the strong man of the same rank to be able to see the flaws like the suzerain."
"Relax, after all, the old lady has a long life, and her strength has dropped a lot."
"Uncle Feng, you have also entered the painting. This time, there must be no difference. A demon, a demon, and a demon, who died a Yuanying Great Consummation, this is a big loss."
"Yes, son."
Although the old man was dissatisfied, he could only allow middle-aged people to follow himself into the painting.
When the young man saw the two of them enter the painting, he smiled: "It's better to die in the painting, then my painting is even complete."