The sudden change in the painting environment disrupted Qin Yi's pace. After a moment of condensation, the black and white landscape realm instantly lost its voice.

The piano music failed, and the soap Xuanqi's body moved, retreating, dissolving, and turning all the tricks of unloading the wind and thunder.

Qin Yi spat out a word, but it was silent.

"Can there be no sound in this painting? Now what? Xia Ningyu was in a hurry.

"Let's go together, I remember you have close quarters. We must force out the wounds left on his body by Ghost Fang Whale Wu, that is our hope. Although it looks like it is on par with us now, the actual skill is at least the innate level, and only if the injury is serious will there be such a appearance, even if we want to kill him, it will not be easy. Qin Yi was not ignorant of the current situation, he clearly understood what the problem was.

"I've barely practiced close-quarters martial arts." Xia Ningyu said yes, but her body was not slow at all, and she rushed forward with her palm. She has been playing the piano for a long time, the professional kind, although she has learned a set of exquisite palm techniques to defend herself, but she can only blame Qin Yi for protecting herself so well that she doesn't have time to use the exquisite palm.

Qin Yi lifted the sword again, but at this time, Soap Xuanqi became more difficult, and the palm condensing Xuanmo was hard to connect the sword blade without injury, which made Qin Yi have to change his strategy.

In the silent painting, the three people who were fighting no longer spoke, and the battle situation was difficult to solve for a while.

And the battle near Danqing Yanyu Tower was in full swing at this time. Ghost Fang Whale Wu fought the five elders of the Yanyu Building with the strength of one person, and did not fall behind.

Dongwulin is characterized by art into martial arts, in addition to various different arts, martial arts are not far behind, but in the face of the ghost whale martial arts' domineering long knife. I can't help but feel that it is difficult to achieve all the work.

Xia Shiliu and the others, who were watching the battle on the top of the mountain in the distance, looked at the brave Ghost Fang Whale Wu and said: "The unique ghost physique of the Ghost Fang clan plus the reincarnation and death seal are really difficult, plus he himself is a super innate skill. Protected by the aura of hell, it is almost impossible to kill him. ”

"You also know a lot about the Ghost Fang Whale Martial Arts? Is there any way to defeat him and get the Heavenly Book? Ouyang Lin asked.

"At this stage, there is no way, the reincarnation of the Inca ghost physique is almost incomprehensible, any injury can be quickly recovered, and the internal force is basically endless. Moreover, the martial arts he himself practiced are also the strongest type of sword and palm qi that is difficult to hurt, unless he is mentally exhausted. ”

"What is the Reincarnation Seal of Death?"

"As the name suggests. The reincarnation of things that reverse death has a mediocre effect. But he thought that the relationship between the demonic physique and the demonic hell qi was reborn, and the seal of life and death had undergone a metamorphosis. The lower ten said.

The information he got it. That's pretty much it, any martial arts is a law and a break. But the way to crack it, even the staff didn't know, it was the content of the original way of absolute secrecy.

Even him. I want to crack a special skill. I can only find a way from the game.

What made him most dissatisfied was that he didn't even have the detailed information of Qin Yi and Xia Ningyu's two people's skills, that kind of intimate relationship was a humiliation for him!

"Did you find them?" The next ten asked questions.

"Not yet, didn't you say it would rain somewhere? Now I've basically been to the places where it rains in Tobu Forest, but I haven't found anyone. Ouyang Lin was skeptical.

The lower ten were unhappy to be questioned, but this situation was indeed unexpected for him...... Qin Yi's idea of improvised thoughts, how could he know if he was not an immortal.

"That Nine Heavens City. What about aspects? ”

"Fuyun and Xia Ningyu withdrew from Jiuxiao, and that heavenly tower didn't seem to protect Jiuxiao City......"

"it!" The lower ten couldn't help but scold.

It doesn't make sense. How can the other party be all prepared? This is not scientific, no intelligence should be very passive, right, how do you feel that you are the most passive person now?

……

Qin Yi felt that after replacing the painting realm, Soap Xuanqi looked stronger on the surface, but in fact, he was strong on the outside and dry on the middle.

"No, if the silent painting is so easy to use, why didn't you use it in the first place? Ning Yu, drag him with all my might, I'll try to break his painting realm. Qin Yi said in a private chat.

Xia Ningyu replied while attacking: "Why didn't I know that you still have the kung fu of painting?" ”

"I can't draw, but I can draw ghost talismans!" Qin Yi said, and took out a scroll of prison scene drawings from his baggage.

Although I don't know if the prison scene drawing has any effect, I still take out the facts first.

As the scroll unfolds, a mysterious feeling suddenly spreads throughout the painting!

It didn't devour its opponent like it had before, as the dragon didn't come from the Hell, so it had no restraint effect.

But! It is also born from the painting, if Qin Yi is not mistaken, the ink dragon seems to be painted by the ancestors of Danqing Yanyulou with the painting technique of prison scenes, and then it was born.

The painting of the prison scene can also be regarded as the same origin, and the feeling of darkness in the painting benefited Qin Yi a lot, he sat cross-legged and began to think about how to crack this homology painting from the painting technique of the prison scene.

Ever since he learned the art of painting in reality, he had never delved into it. In the past, most of his leisure time was used to pass the time, and because he was removed from Danqing Yanyulou in the game, he didn't particularly work on his painting skills.

After all, the rivers and lakes are so big, although it is mysterious to enter the martial arts with painting skills, it is not the only one, they have come into contact with too many peculiar martial arts, such as the forbidden martial arts they are now carrying. I don't have the time and mood to delve into painting without the guidance of a master, and in the final analysis, there is still a lack of a proper master.

Monster farming experience practice is the only way to improve without the need for a master......

"Hurry up, I can't stop this guy." Xia Ningyu urged.

Her delicate palm has only practiced one layer, and it is still too reluctant to fight against Soap Xuanqi, and at this moment, with the assistance of the Absolute Shadow Chapter, she is still in danger.

The black and white world in Qin Yi's eyes gradually changed tone, and the landscape and ink realm became a distorted realm composed of lines at this moment.

Sure enough, this is the hallmark of the Hellscape Painting Technique, and it is an art of using lines to get out of the hellish realm!

On the surface, this painting is the feeling of ink-dyed landscapes, but in fact, it is a prison scene woven with threads, and the painting is just a camouflage!

"There it is!" Qin Yi snorted silently and took out a paintbrush from his baggage.

Immediately, he condensed the tip of the pen, and with a spiritual thought in his mind, he began to sketch lines and texts in the void.

Soap Xuanqi's ink palm suddenly froze, followed by a rapid attack like a storm. Xia Ningyu knew that Qin Yi must have made a move, but she had already reached the limit and could not support it.

In an instant, she lost her mind, and Soap Xuanqi hit her body with three moves, which immediately emptied her qi and blood.

There was no time to absorb her body essence, so he immediately changed his palm and attacked Qin Yi.

The fatal palm came to the front of him in a blink of an eye, Qin Yi was not frightened, and calmly waved his pen. In a moment, time and space suddenly came to a halt! (To be continued......)