Ye Lin's green shirt was full of blood, blood stained his clothes, his face was pale, and his body was disordered.

After the Sword Twelve came out, there was not much power left in his body.

In the distance, the painting saint saw this scene and immediately burst into a shout, and the scroll in his hand unfolded, enveloping the body of the earthly spirit thunder beast, the thunder beast roared, and then wanted to break free from the painting path of the painting saint.

But it found that the more it struggled, the more it fell into the path of painting.

The light flickered, and the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast was included in the scroll.

Finally trapped the thunder beast, and the painting saint wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

His figure flickered, and he took over the crumbling Ye Lin, he glanced at Ye Lin carefully, frowned, and said, "The breath is weak, and the body is exhausted." ”

Isn't this dead yet, Ye Lin laughed miserably, coughed violently, and spat blood in his mouth.

The painting saint had a gloomy face, and said, "Not only are you not dead, but the demon god is not dead. ”

After saying this, the eyes of the two of them looked towards the already swelling body.

At this moment, the entire sky was in turmoil, and the skyrocketing demon god's body seemed to be about to break the heavens and the earth.

Countless heaven and earth vitality surged towards the neck of the demon god, and at his neck, a head was quickly born at this moment.

You are indeed one of the few people who can destroy my head in the past two hundred years, but don't forget, I am a demon god, a powerful demon god.

The voice of the demon god echoed in Ye Lin's ears, at this moment his combat power was blooming, and his strength was even more terrifying than fighting with Ye Lin just now.

Ye Lin's complexion changed greatly, and he beheaded the demon god, which had completely angered the demon god.

Trouble begins with you, and peace ends with you...... The painting saint's gaze fell on Ye Lin's body.

Ye Lin was slightly stunned, and said with a wry smile: "With the strength of the two of us, I'm afraid it will be difficult to compete with him." ”

His expression couldn't help but be gloomy, the original demon god was even stronger than now, and it was the Golden Armor Candle Dragon King who joined forces with the Painting Saint and the Taixuan Lingzun to suppress him.

Of course, in this earth-shattering battle, the core bone is the strongest person in the world, the Golden Armor Candle Dragon King, without the Candle Dragon King, the three of them can't suppress the Demon God.

Now that the Candle Dragon King has already ascended, they can't make up three of them, even if they join forces with Taixuan Lingzun, they may not be able to suppress the Demon God.

Because Ye Lin's strength is not as good as the original Candle Dragon King, and the strength of Taixuan Lingzun and Painting Saint is not as good as the Golden Armor Candle Dragon King.

Even if the Demon God used half of his power to suppress the Heaven and Earth Dao in his body, he was still an existence that Ye Lin could not resist.

Could it be that the demon god really can't be killed, Ye Lin said a little bitterly.

The painting saint said indifferently: "If you can kill it, then the countless strong people who challenge the demon god will not fall." ”

At the beginning, the three of us also sacrificed our lives to fight, so we suppressed him, suppressed him with three treasures of the Dao, and painted the holy face with a dignified color.

Ye Lin naturally understood in his heart that if he wanted to suppress the demon god, he was afraid that he would have to cut off the head of the demon god and separate his consciousness from his physical body.

Cut off his head, or leave it to me, you can go and tie his hands and feet, and the words of the painting saint reached Ye Lin's ears.

Ye Lin paused slightly, and immediately nodded, he also knew: "At the critical moment, Wu Daozi still needs to take action personally." ”

Ye Lin's consciousness continued to microstructure, constructing a giant sword, he picked up the giant sword, and slashed towards the hands and feet of the demon god.

A sneer appeared on the face of the demon god, and he said coldly, "It's useless!"

On the other side, the painting saint holds the brush in his hand, and the calligraphy and painting become ink.

In his body, the magic power of the immortals continued to pour into the scroll, and soon, a depicted demon god in the scroll came to life.

He threw the scroll into the air, and suddenly, a demon god walked out of the scroll.

The demon god slashed at the massive body with an axe in hand.

The demon god glanced at the body holding the sharp axe with some astonishment, and his face instantly showed an angry expression, and he said coldly: "Damn old man, I'm so ugly." ”

The painting saint snorted coldly and said, "You are an ugly thing, so you still want me to paint beautifully." ”

The demon god let out a roar, looked at the body that was comparable to his own, and couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, his big palm struck, and in the big palm, it seemed like a world, constantly hitting the shoddy thing.

The imitation demon god, just like him, constantly conjured power from his palm, and his mouth was also scolding, scolding the real demon god for being a forgery.

The bodies of the two giants fought together, and for a while, it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

The painter hurriedly painted, in his body, the immortal magic power continued to pour out, and the paintbrush in his hand became more and more complicated.

In the painting of the Tao, no one can compare with the painting saint, he is the first person to paint the Tao throughout the ages, he is obsessed with painting the Tao all his life, and the things he paints are like fresh things.

He can give his mind to the person in the painting, and he can instantly draw the ground into a prison and bind the enemy.

He can also splash ink, and he can do it in an instant, like God's help!

Whether it is people, cars, horses, bridges, buildings, plants and trees, landscapes...... Painting saints are all at his fingertips, and the power of all things in the world can be borrowed in a short period of time.

He drew the demon god because the demon god was too strong, and he drew other characters, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to compete with the demon god, so he could only draw the demon god and borrow the demon god's great magic power to deal with the demon god.

His brushwork is skillful and abnormal, in an instant, a picture scroll was formed, five angry dragons with angry eyes, scales and armor flying, these five dragons appeared, one after another assisted Ye Lin, and wrapped towards the limbs of the demon god.

The speed at which he paints is getting faster and faster, like a whirlwind, in one go, and the characters he makes are completely free of flaws and flaws.

The characters in these paintings soon ran out of the scroll and attacked the demon god.

Although the demon god is powerful, the strength of the characters in these portraits is indeed extraordinary, and for a while, he can't break his method.

The characters in Wu Daozi's paintings are not stiff in expression, and their movements are like flowing water, which makes people feel very real.

Soon, the body that imitated the demon god, under the anger of the demon god, was hammered and exploded by the demon god.

The body of the imitation fell suddenly, and at this moment, the face of the painter showed embarrassment, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and a mouthful of blood involuntarily spurted out of his mouth.

The demon god burst out, he was already completely impatient, and the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth in his body was no longer suppressed, and he completely concentrated his power on the body of the painting saint and Ye Lin.

Ye Lin carried the big sword and kept using the sword twelve, constantly slashing the limbs of the demon god, so that his strength could not be concentrated, and it kept passing.

The painting made by the painting sanctuary is to constantly entangle the head of the demon god, so that his consciousness does not have time to cooperate with the reaction of his limbs.

It's just that although they are constantly attacking, the offensive is getting weaker and weaker.

The more he fought, the more ferocious the demon god became! He seemed to be a battle maniac who would never fall.

In the end, even if Ye Lin and the immortal magic power in the painting saint's body were close to exhaustion, they could not help the demon god.

He was so strong that the two of them were panting in their hearts.

Fluffy!

At this moment, in the cage where the Holy Calligraphy and Painting had been originally painted, the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast let out a roar and broke free from the cage.

His eyes were full of anger, and the roar was unusually loud, but he looked at the painting saint Wu Daozi with a fierce light.

There was a hint of embarrassment on the painting saint's face, and he said, "This stupid thing is much smarter than two hundred years ago, and it broke free from the cage so quickly. ”

What did you do to him, how could he be so fierce to you, Ye Lin gasped.

The painting saint smiled embarrassedly, swept his white hair, and coughed: "It's nothing, it's just that I created a fictional world for him in the painting, found a female Earth Spirit Thunder Beast, and accompanied him to continue to breed offspring." ”

Then wouldn't he be exhausted and die of exhaustion, Ye Lin hesitated.

Well, theoretically it should be like this, but this is an Earth Spirit Thunder Beast, and his physical body is also strong, and it is unlikely that he will be exhausted.

You old man, it's very bad, Ye Lin looked at the painting saint with some vigilance.

The old man of the painting saint had a dark face, and said coldly: "What is very bad, if it weren't for you to release the demon god, I would use this kind of indiscriminate means to entangle this difficult thunder beast." ”

Ye Lin was about to speak, but found that the demon god had also leveled the painting made by the Sanctuary, and his huge body was sitting on the body of the Earth Spirit Thunder Beast, majestic, and one man and one beast attacked the two of them.

When this was over, Ye Lin's face turned pale, and he hurriedly looked at Wu Daozi and said, "Do you still have paintings?"

Wu Daozi frowned, and said solemnly: "No ......"

At the moment of life and death, don't be kidding, Ye Lin said in a panic.

Who is joking with you, Wu Daozi glanced at Ye Lin a little speechlessly, and said solemnly: "Let's fight to the death!"

Ye Lin showed a depressed look, even if he fought to the death and the jade was burned, I was afraid that he and Wu Daozi would die, and the demon god would still not die.

Just when the two of them were in despair, suddenly, the void trembled, and a figure slowly walked out.

The two looked at this familiar figure with some astonishment, and their faces changed slightly.

Taixuan Lingzun, Ye Lin glanced at the void man with a sharp gaze.

Taixuan Lingzun walked out and said, "Don't hurry up and do it!"

He snorted lightly, hurriedly urged the immortal magic power in his body, held the giant mountain of immortal relics battlefield, and continued to attack the demon god.

The two of them were stunned, and their originally dim eyes were revealed.

With the help of Taixuan Lingzun, they suddenly felt that their pressure was greatly reduced.

You have found yourself, in the void, The painting saint looked at the Taixuan Lingzun and said lightly.

No, Taixuan Lingzun said resolutely: "I help you, just because I don't want to see the people in the world being dragged down, and I don't want the foundation laid by you and me to return to the era of the demon god again." ”

It's not too late, your conscience has found out, senior brother!

Wu Daozi's eyes moved slightly, looking up and down at the painting saint, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "You still recognize me as a senior brother." ”

Recognize, Wu Daozi nodded solemnly, in the past, you took the wrong path, so you and I are different from each other, but now, you have changed your route and are on the same path with me, you are my friend and my senior brother.

Taixuan Lingzun took a deep look at the painting saint, he was not speaking, but rushed forward, constantly attacking the demon god.