Over the years, Jiang Feng had already known that the Black Snake City Lord wanted to kill him, and if it hadn't been for the two of the Colorful Soul Phoenix to stop him, he would have been killed at that time.

If you throw it into a black hole today, you will either run out of life and die if you draw it, or you will die of emaciation!

The Black Snake City Lord didn't expect that he would have a supreme ring that could isolate the passage of time, nor did he expect that he would have an almost endless amount of fighting medicine and fighting stones!

Jiang Feng speculated that he probably had less than a thousand years of cultivation in painting, and this painting would probably be sent back to the actual world by the spatial criteria at any time in a thousand years.

Jiang Feng thought of the words of the Black Snake City Lord scolding him: A person who can't draw a tiger!

Why did the Black Snake City Lord say as promised, Isn't it the Black Snake? The Black Snake Palm Technique that I have cultivated was created by the Black Snake City Lord?

Jiang Feng's cultivation of the Black Snake Palm Technique felt uneasy, and he even covered it up and no longer cultivated! If the Black Snake City Lord was the initiator of this palm technique, he would definitely be able to discover this kind of technique if he had practiced it.

Jiang Feng didn't want to be troubled by this kind of uneasiness continuously, and only when he found the reason for this uneasiness did he think of the facility to handle it.

The Colorful Soul Phoenix once said that the Black Snake City Lord once came into the Black Hole, and after going out, his strength became very terrifying, and he cultivated into a quasi-immortal in a very short period of time and occupied the Black Snake City.

With the rapid promotion of strength, Jiang Feng can clearly know that this time is wrong, and the horror is endless, and it is worth considering becoming a quasi-immortal in a short time.

"This probably has something to do with black holes," Jiang Feng thought, "I have to simply face the black hole painting test!"

Jiang Feng threw the Contra into the secret space, and the Corrected Contra was also like the little golden snake, and he couldn't see anything.

Carrying the black snake palm technique that had not been used for a long time, I saw that the palm of the hand gradually became as crystal clear as jade!

Jiang Feng looked at the black hole in the Supreme Ring as dead silent, without any scorching and very!

But after Jiang Feng opened a small gap in the painting, as if there was a gust of wind blowing, Jiang Feng felt a slight itch all over his body, looked down, and saw that the clothes on his body had all turned into ashes, and his body was wrinkled!

The jade-like fingers touched the black hole at zero intervals, and there was no discomfort at first, after a few breaths, Jiang Feng felt that his fingers seemed to be stained with a layer of paint, and after a few breaths, all of Jiang Feng's fingers caused a pure dark color.

The pure dark fingers emitted a black light, and Jiang Feng couldn't feel his fingers, as if he had missed all the touches.

Jiang Feng pulled his fingers back, looked at the bright black light, and pointed to the nearby painting of the fighting medicine, only to see that the finger painting met the fighting medicine, the dark black light flashed, and the whole fighting medicine was completely sparse and empty.

Jiang Feng's eyes shrank, not only absorbing the fighting soul, but even the living soul was also completely absorbed, his fingers also became dark, and he also stretched upwards!

Jiang Feng took out a fighting sword, his fingers were poked, and the fighting sword could be dismantled, and the fighting spirit of the fighting sword was robbed, and even the fighting sword material became decayed, and the black light of the fingers rose again.

After absorbing the materials of the black hole, his fingers became firmer, at least much stronger than Jiang Feng's physical body!

Jiang Feng thought that after Zhang Wanyou practiced the Black Snake Palm Technique at the beginning, his palms were dark colored and covered with scales! Could it be that this Zhang Wanyou was practicing with demon beasts? This caused Xuan You to practice the rare materials in the universe that the exercises had absorbed, that is, the materials in this black hole.

Jiang Feng stopped exercising, his palms became normal, his fingers that had become black and shiny returned to normal, and the feeling of painting and cutting returned.

Transporting the black snake palm technique again, the fingers caused the original drawing again!

If the Black Snake City Lord was to fuse this kind of magic in the black hole, all the Black Snake City Lords would probably have absorbed this material, and his transformation would become all dark and bright.

He also probably slaughtered two black snakes on the surface, and with the huge energy of the two black snakes, he had enough strength to succeed! And with his all-encompassing characteristics, he would be familiar with cultivation! And if he was against him, he would definitely die a very horrific death, and there would be no flesh and blood fighting soul left, and even the fighting soul would be absorbed and refined.

This is what Jiang Feng can speculate, what is the meaning of scolding me for not being able to draw a tiger?

Jiang Feng looked at the black bright fingers, and continuously ran the snake painting after the black snake palm technique! I saw that the whole body gradually became clear, and after a while, only one finger or a dark color was left.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's eyes changed: Ah who black and bright fingers were stinging, and the Xuan color was decreasing, following Jiang Feng's luck, this Xuan color was dismissed at a rate that could be seen by the naked eye, and many other Xuan color materials were swallowed by Jiang Feng and turned into Tongming.

Jiang Feng frowned, after his body became clear, his physical body was still strong as usual, and all his sense of touch was there!

But every time after the enlightenment is created, there is always a sense of urgency that the painting species cannot be shaken!

Jiang Feng stretched out his clear palm to the Supreme Ring, like a little water in boiling oil! The space of the black hole seemed to blow a gentle wind, and all the palms were trapped by the dark colored materials.

Please give me a guarantee!

Snake Zhao En Wraith Soul Deep in the Black Hole

The materials in the black hole are wrapped in the palm of your hand, just like the collision of oil and water, corroding each other!

Coincidentally, the attributes of the two seem to be close but different, Jiang Feng's palm is in his hands, and the materials in the black hole are only the devouring of performance, under the confrontation between the two, Jiang Feng's palm first devours the Xuanxi materials, Jiang Feng feels that there is a silk pure energy into the body, this energy is very huge, more than ten times more pure than the fighting soul.

With more and more pure energy, Jiang Feng simply put away the supreme ring and sat cross-legged in the black hole, because the black hole did not pose a danger to Jiang Feng after his death.

Jiang Feng sluggishly absorbed the materials of the black hole, and his bright figure became stronger and stronger, this kind of growth was like the black snake mind method when it was running, and then it was like drawing after absorbing the materials of the black hole! But Jiang Feng was all the thoughts of today, and there was no discomfort.

If Jiang Feng's body strength was in the early stage of fighting babies in the past, now it is evolving to the middle stage of fighting babies!

Jiang Feng has been sitting in the black hole for hundreds of years, and a whirlwind has blown outside all the bodies, and a large amount of black hole materials have been absorbed and refined by Jiang Feng!

And Jiang Feng is like a black hole in a black hole, absorbing and refining all the time! This was originally a material that made people fearful, but now it is Jiang Feng's tonic.

It wasn't until the black hole painting was quiet that Jiang Feng's eyelids trembled, and he gradually separated his eyes! Jiang Feng's entire pupils were like two dark black holes, and a good painting would cause normalcy.

After absorbing a lot of black hole materials, Jiang Feng's figure thought that he was very content, and the sense of danger of cultivating the black snake palm technique that accompanied the painting was completely gone!

It can also be that this Black Snake Palm Technique is the cultivation number of the Black Snake City Lord, and there must be something greasy inside! The danger in the dark made Jiang Feng fight when he saw the Black Snake City Lord, so as to test his own intuition.

Jiang Feng clenched his fists, and painted a fist at the void, and his fist turned into a huge black snake and rushed towards it with a roar, and the space of the four masters was trembling!

Jiang Feng punched in the void several times in a row, and then stopped and felt that the painting would be fine, and hit the void a few times again, the space shook violently, and the small crack in the painting was excavated, Jiang Feng quickly reached into it, and took out a fist-sized dark color spar.

This dark spar is the crystallization of the material in the black hole, just like the fine fighting stone painting in the fighting spirit, filling with energy.

Jiang Feng kept swinging his fists, exploring the dark crystals everywhere in the black hole, and he didn't know how far he had gone in this painting road, and he had harvested a lot of black crystals!

This black hole seems to be endlessly wide, and the river wind has been painting year after year, day after day, and day after day, and it has not come to an end!

Whenever the surging fighting soul wants to break through the barrier and break through the middle stage of the soul, there will always be an extraordinarily bumpy bump in the painting, which will scatter the fighting spirit, and even the fighting soul is retrograde, and the strength is bad, but Jiang Feng can retrograde the nameless mental method, although he will not be injured, but he will not be able to break through the promotion.

Jiang Feng couldn't feel that kind of bumpy excavation before, but now after absorbing and refining the black hole materials, he can feel it slightly!

Jiang Feng obtained a black crystal again, and the density of black crystals on this painting road became more and more dense, and only by painting and using the fighting spirit, it would be scattered by the magical bumps, and this bump became more and more concentrated, so that the fighting spirit could not be applied.

Jiang Feng's body foundation does not need to apply the fighting spirit to be able to ensure sufficient growth, and the painting of the black hole is his fighting spirit!

Suddenly, Jiang Feng's eyes were drawn, and Qianpu sat directly and painted a middle-aged monk, wearing a purple crown and a face like white jade, with three strands of beautiful beard under it, and his eyes were staring at the front.

Jiang Feng did not move solemnly, those who can make a living in the black hole are not easy to match, just like the Black Snake City Lord, who is already a quasi-immortal in less than a thousand years, Jiang Feng does not dare to wait for leisure to get close and turn around and leave, some old monsters are murderous, and a good mood is also murder, and a bad mood is also murder.

However, after painting the tea, the monk still did not move, Jiang Feng swallowed the foam, and his divine sense gradually probed to the monk, but he did not see any feedback from the monk, nor did he have any bumps in his life.

Jiang Feng flew closer to look at the painting, and saw that the monk's eyes were full of indignation, and his eyes were wide open, as if he had not exhausted his liver fire and could not be exonerated.

Draw a jade plaque floating in front, and write "Black Snake, Uprising!" Jiang Feng was stunned, this black snake is the two black snakes killed by the Black Snake City Lord or the Black Snake City Lord? Or is it another black snake?

Jiang Feng stretched out his hand to hold the jade card, and when he touched it with his hand, all the jade cards turned into powder, and as soon as his fingers met the middle-aged monk, the middle-aged monk also turned into powder, and even the storage ring turned into ashes!

"Could it be that this monk has been in for too long, and he died after the fighting spirit failed, and even his body has turned into human dust with the passage of time?"

He followed the middle-aged monk and dispersed, leaving behind a few fist-sized dark crystals, which were similar to the black crystal paintings that Jiang Feng had picked up before.

Jiang Feng's heart couldn't beat and beat quickly, this black crystal was found by a middle-aged monk, or was this black crystal changed by a middle-aged monk?

Jiang Feng's expression turned pale, and when he drew the road forward, he met many monks again, and each monk was painted and turned into powder, and even some only powder remained.

However, there are a few black crystals in each of the sitting monks, some are three or five black crystals, and some are ten or eight black crystals.

There are many monks who are still connected to the actions of their lives, all facing the painting, their expressions are galloping, or scolding, or crying, but the depths of their eyes are full of horror and resentment!

Jiang Feng has been gone for many years, and that kind of secret bump has become the norm, and the fighting soul can no longer be used, and the fighting soul in the body has been dispersed, and even the golden soul has to fail, fortunately, Jiang Feng's body can absorb the energy of the black hole, and there is no need to use the fighting soul.

Jiang Feng no longer collects black crystals, painting one is that he used to collect a lot, and the other painting is probably that these black crystals are made from the life of the monk! Jiang Feng can't bear to collect any more.

Jiang Feng flew away for another two hundred years, and in the past two hundred years, he did not see any more painting monks, nor did he discover the existence of black crystal again.

Time seemed to be stable, without any equipment, and it seemed to have no end, but Jiang Feng felt that he was getting closer to the source of the turbulence.

Just when Jiang Feng was about to question whether he would continue to recall, the brilliance of the painting Dao Liangtang was unearthed in the distance, which was the first glimpse of the brilliance in the black hole in thousands of years of Jiang Feng's snake painting!

Jiang Feng progressed according to the light, or it took a few years to get closer, and just looked at the painting, Jiang Feng gasped.

Two huge black snakes thousands of feet long stretch there, like two mountain ranges, majestic fighting spirit!

What made Jiang Feng panic was that the snake capital of the two black snakes was cut down and thrown on the side of the painting, and on the snake head stood with a straight back, covered with black armor, and there were snake heads on both shoulders!

The next day, I want to be very late!Friends, let's have a fun tonight!

Snake Zhao sprinkled Fang Soul and was the master of Black Snake City

The Black Snake City Lord held the long sword in his hand, the sword was surging, the sword blade was still dripping blood, and the soul of the painting was unique to all directions! Jiang Feng didn't dare to move a bit, looking at the powerful back of this quasi-immortal, I couldn't change the end of the game by doing anything, it was up to the Black Snake City Lord to deal with me.

However, Jiang Feng stood for a long time, and he didn't see any news of the Black Snake City Lord, and a fresh motive came to Jiang Feng's mind: Could it be that this Black Snake City Lord also died?

Jiang Feng's heart was beating uncontrollably, and he would die in front of his eyes when he drew a quasi-immortal, and he would shock the whole country when he said it.

Jiang Feng stood for a few more hours, and concluded that the Black Snake City Lord would not have news about him, so he took a deep breath and flew there.

The body of the snake thousands of feet long, the black scales on the top were as big as a basin, shining with a compelling black light, and the sharp and huge snake claws turned cold! Jiang Feng trusted that the painting claws could grab and destroy the boulder and sweep the mountain flat.

The blood on the neck of the black snake was still dripping in the void, and the wound was shining brightly, as if it had just been cut off, and the hideous snake head was broken off the edge of the painting, and above it was the black snake city lord standing with a sword.

Jiang Feng flew far away to the front of the Black Snake City Lord, and his eyes opened suddenly: This Black Snake City Lord did not cover his face! This is the demeanor of a young man with bearded eyebrows, his tightly pursed lips hooked a very pleasant arc, and the high nose bridge is tempting on both sides, but the painting inserts a very small dagger into the center of the Black Snake City Lord's eyebrows, and the fine blood falls on the handsome face like a curved insect.