There is still a difference between the arena and the battlefield.

The difference is that the battlefield can bring a good war beast, you can also use the sealed beast soul, and you can also use the power of mountains and rivers to suppress it, and there are many tricks.

And the arena fights with paintings.

Sang Sang took out a pen, dipped it in red paint, faced the head of the giant snake rushing to his face, stepped on the snake's nose on his toes, moved the pen like flying, drew a talisman on the top of the snake's head, avoided the other snake head that bit over, and pointed at the tip of the pen: "Go." ”

The two heads of the snakes fought each other.

Sang Sang nodded, sure enough, Danxia painting, the painting technique itself is secondary, the important thing is the use of aura.

Everyone only saw a small figure jumping around the giant snake, obviously a dangerous and dangerous escape, but she had a faint smile on her face, her eyes were full of fun, light as if dancing, from time to time took out a pen to draw a few strokes on the snake body, when the layman was still pinching a cold sweat for her, the two-headed giant snake fell to the ground, Roshan squirmed, and the shape changed.

The old manager watched the two-headed snake turn into a two-headed earthworm and exclaimed, "You are not in accordance with the rules. ”

Sang Sang pointed to the sky: "Heavenly Dao has no opinion, it's just in accordance with the rules, you lose." ”

"Underestimate you." The boss gritted his teeth: "There is also a challenge, I can go to the royal city, pray that you don't meet me next time, I will let you know the power of the heaven-level great painter." ”

Sang Sang nodded: "Well, the heavenly level is very powerful, I'm so afraid." ”

That tone was just like someone who said that the snack was sweet, and then she perfunctorily replied: Well, that's right, it's sweet.

The boss was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood, his eyes were gloomy and vicious, and he threw off his sleeves and left the venue.

The results were unexpected. Even those who believed that Sangsang had a chance to win did not expect to win like this.

Changing the form of a war beast in battle, this tactic first requires powerful aura control, as well as a nimble body. The starting point is too high to spread.

Dean Qinghe was worried: "Since you won, why don't you take the opportunity to kill him." ”

Sang Sang said: "He didn't fight to the death. ”

Dean Qinghe shook his head: "You are too proud, this is not conducive to the next intensive schedule, he has the Law Heavenly Pill in his hand, probably because he wants to wait until the royal city is a blockbuster and lose in your hands." I will definitely take it when I go back this time. He is the best player of the last year, and he is eligible to participate in the challenge, so choose to challenge you when the time comes. The power of a heaven-level great painter is not something you can imagine. ”

Sang Sang is as good as flowing: "I will be careful." ”

The candy she put in her hand was renamed the Law Heavenly Pill, the essence is still candy, and it is not an elixir, she has eaten not ten thousand but nine thousand. I didn't see it so bad that I punched and kicked Baihua. But barely swept the temple kindergarten.

Wendou Sangsang passed the preliminary round with a perfect score and tied for the first place with Dean Qinghe, and the next game of Wudou's turn was still two days later, Sangsang continued to go to the untouchable area to study the human body, and when he passed by the gestation pool, he condensed a few crystal beads for backup, and the old manager had a good way to activate the war beast, and she also tried it in the next game, and she came to the Danxia painting world for so long. I haven't drawn a war beast yet.

In the second round of the Great Painter's martial arts fight, there are only twenty-one players left. Dean Qinghe was lucky in this round, and he had a bye directly, and Sangsang didn't know whether it was good or bad, and in the first game, the opponent was the worship of the City Lord's Mansion, and he was also an old qualified painter.

The old worshippers did not despise Sangsang because of her young age, and applied for a quarter of an hour of safe painting time as soon as he came on the stage. As long as it is not a life-and-death duel, the battle painting competition is a convention of a quarter of an hour of safe time, and the "Heavenly Dao" agrees, and Sang Sang naturally will not object.

War beasts are different from riding beasts, they are soulless dead things, controlled by the creator himself, so the emphasis is not on the most powerful but the most familiar and most suitable, Sang Sang painted a big white wolf, accompanied by her pet bodyguard and nanny for a long time - white, after the use of crystal beads to reincarnate, the old enshrined flying war beast just happened to be reborn.

Although the white wolf in front of Sangsang was larger than the wild one, it was only a head taller than her, and compared to the rock eagle, it was like an elephant and a puppy, and the size comparison was quite exaggerated.

Some people didn't take the lesson, and said cheaply: "Sure enough, it's a child, I haven't seen a divine beast, and I actually chose to draw a wild wolf, even if the war beast wants to choose the most familiar creature, it should also expand the wolf a few times and add wings and multiple heads to breathe fire and spit water." ”

Then, their faces were swollen.

The wingless white wolf flies faster than the overlord rock eagle in the wind.

"It doesn't make sense!"

The white wolf, which is not a divine beast, spits icicles from its mouth and can disperse the wind blade.

"It doesn't make sense!"

The nimble white wolf stepped on the rock eagle's head with its small talons, and used the force that was completely inconsistent with the body to step the eagle's head into the ground.

"That's unreasonable!"

The old worshippers shouted along with the audience.

Sang Sang stroked the fur of the big white wolf and smiled: "The appearance is ordinary, but there can be a lot of things inside." In addition to the gold, it may also be ruined. ”

"Impossible." Seeing that his most proud war beast was easily killed by the little wolf, the old worship couldn't accept it anyway: "How can you fly without wings?" You're not heavenly! How can you spit ice without the charm of the divine beast? Do you not understand the truth of Reiki conversion! How can there be such a big difference between your weight and strength? You're not a god painter! ”

Sang Sang raised his eyebrows: "Yes, why?" ”

"You're cheating!" The old worshipper was furious, shouting angrily to trigger the aura, and a huge tornado appeared in the arena, attacking Sangsang.

Sangsang Secret Fight: This is like martial arts, not a child's play.

The figure disappeared on the spot, and when it appeared, he stood behind the old worshipper, holding the bone pen upside down, pointing out the pen, and the left ear went in and the right ear went out.

The old worshipper was still looking at the tornado and laughing, thinking that Sang Sang was caught in the eye of the storm, and the next moment, his head hurt sharply, and he couldn't hear anything, and he turned his head to see Sang Sang nodding and smiling as if to say hello.

Those who saw this scene felt a chill.

The delicate little girl toes were one foot off the ground, suspended in the air, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, pulled out the bone pen that crossed the opponent's brain, and shook it gently, the blood-stained brain plasma was scattered and disappeared, and the bone pen recovered like jade.

"Heaven-level." Dean Qinghe squeezed out a word from between his teeth, his expression was cloudy, and the teacher next to him was even more stunned and speechless when he heard it.

Sang Sang seemed to pull out the bone pen at random, but his consciousness was staring at the old worship, not letting go of the slightest change in the life and death of a cell in his body, especially his brain.

The Danxia people will not decay after death, but their bodies will turn into energy and disperse into the air and the earth, and the last time Sangsang scattered the corpse into aura in the central square accelerated that process.

The old worship body died, and the supporting law dissipated in an instant, and the next thing should be that the soul was separated and the body began to be energized, but at the moment when the soul and the body were repulsed, a mysterious aura appeared, imprisoning the corpse in the moment before the soul was separated.

In the next second, the corpse of the old worshipper disappeared.

Sang Sang frowned secretly: It is worthy of being the lord of Danxia, and when she took away the corpse, the spatial fluctuations were so small that even she could only vaguely sense it, and it had disappeared when she wanted to trace the source.

PS: Happy Sangsang Festival, a new beginning in January, ask for the first decision, ask for a monthly ticket ~~~ Eight o'clock in the evening of the next shift ~ (to be continued.) )