Gone and returned, the rotten / female Mu Jiji classmate in the painting world came.

Mu Jiji held a lamp in his hand, and the candle flame flickered, exuding an eerie atmosphere. The cold air grew sharply, freezing the space within a radius of ten zhang, including Lao Sky, who was in the center of the base qi.

Lao Sky was terrified in his heart, Mujiji! Why is it! Wasn't she persuaded by Rooney to leave? The great god of painting found that he could not adjust the fighting spirit in the group, his hands and feet could not move, and the sea of life was also imprisoned. A layer of cold "fluttering" fell, freezing the sea of life of Lao Sky.

"Senior, why are you so surprised?"

Mu Jiji smiled quietly. The voice was soft and soft, tapping on Old Sky's eardrums and echoing in the cochlea.

"What do you want to do!" said Old Skisser. His mouth can still move.

Mujiji's body spun in a circle, tearing through the purple base around Old Sky, and came in front of him. Holding the lamp, Mujiji looked directly into Old Sky's eyes. "Senior, do you know what this is?"

Lao Qi stared at the lamp in Mu Jiji's hand, the shape was strange, the base was three sheep's heads, the horns of the sheep were against each other, the wick was like a scurrying copper snake, constantly twisting the snake's body, making a hissing sound.

In ancient times, there was a strange man named Li Huoba, who held two fires in his hands, but whenever he touched the men of Gao Ji, he was furious, grabbed them, tied them together, burned them with the torch in his hand, and took away their ashes. If so, more than three hundred years, the alien "Li Huoba" finally refined a lotus lamp, and countless Ji Lao was deeply afraid, and called it: Ji Lian Lamp!

And the lamp in Mu Jiji's hand is Ji Lao's secret treasure of defeating the enemy, the Jilian lamp. Old Skeeze felt that his soul was trembling, and he was shocked to find that the purple base qi around him had condensed into a stream, which had been seized by the Celestial Lamp and used as fuel. The lights were abundant, and Lao Tian felt that his body was like falling into an ice cellar, and every pore was steaming cold, and the pain like pins and needles was unbearable.

The giant in the painting world finally knew that he was afraid, and he hurriedly said: "Sister Mu Jiji, what are you doing, we are both the humerus pillars of the painting world, and we can't fight inwardly." The future is your ......"

Mujiji held the kilian lamp and approached Old Sky's face. "Senior, why are you so condescending? Forget what you did to me? If I hadn't been Rooney's own sister, you would have killed me a long time ago. With a smile on his face, Mujiji approached Lao Sky.

Old Sky wanted to push his juniors away, but he couldn't. The limbs seemed to have been pierced by brass nails and nailed to wooden stakes. The sea of life was also completely frozen, and what was even more urgent was that the base qi was also absorbed by the kilian lamp in the other party's hand as a combustion liquid.

Lu Buzi, who was sitting on the back of the "Eating Soil Horse", stood aside and watched Mu Jiji and Lao Szki fighting infighting. "Master, why don't you come forward and stab them to death? ”

"Nope. Why bother. Lu Buzi said with a smile. Carrying the halberd, the commander of the vinegar world looked south, and she looked at each other with the super god of the writer's world, Rooney, although she was comparing with the sculpture of the fruit man, she still did not forget to pay attention to her sister Mu Jiji. If Lu Buzi attacked Mu Jiji, Sister Rooney would definitely fly over and kill Lu Buzi with her Sun Heavenly God Fist.

What made Lao Szsky even more desperate was that the emperor's uncle Tang Shibia had no intention of helping. Uncle Huang looked at Lao Tian from afar, his eyes were calm, and his face was like purple jade. The old driver doesn't want it either, let him go.

Tang Doubi and Tang Sanzhang stood on both sides of the emperor's uncle, looking at Lao Tian, the great god of the painting world.

Not only that, the great gods such as Sister Dao, Sister Jian, and Fu She were also watching, but no one came forward to scold Mu Jiji.

Rise!

The base qi burst out, and a young old man came slowly, his face was full of spring breeze, and he was proud and proud. It was the Black Prince Gil Pandoragon who also came. Looking up, Prince Ji's gaze shot at the Kilian lamp in Mu Jiji's hand, "Interesting." Old Prince Ji said in a low voice. He did not converge the base qi, but released it, and within a hundred steps of the black prince, the base qi was like a wind whirlpool, sharp and abnormal, scraping the space.

Fluttering and jumping, the wick of the Gillian lamp swayed sharply, the light became more vigorous, and the flames deflected towards the old prince. A large puff of purple flames burst out, instantly sweeping towards the old prince in the distance.

The treasure lantern of Ji Lao found the more terrifying Ji Lao and took the initiative to attack the other party.

The young old prince smiled, raised his right arm, flexed his fingers, and with a bang, the golden light burst out, and he flew out angrily, crashing into the purple flames.

The two approached each other, only to hear a snort explosion, purple light bursting, surging in all directions. Old Prince Ji clapped his hands and said, "Mu Jiji, this prince is your Madou, put away the Jilian lamp in your hand, can you?"

Mujiji did not put it away. Turning around and smiling at Prince Ji, he said, "Well, Prince Gil, you are indeed a very good Madou." How can I bear to hurt you. With that, Mu Jiji's left hand put the five fingers together like a knife and slapped it towards the Jilian lamp. Boom! The cold air gathered, suppressing the Gillian lamp so that it would no longer be aimed at the old prince Ji.

The copper snake wick was very unwilling, but there was nothing to be done, so he rushed to the great god of the painting world, Lao Sky, and the purple fireworks rushed away, covering Lao Sky's entire face.

"Ahh

Old Sky roared, his face like a knife, and it was extremely painful. He opened his mouth and roared, pouring more cold flames into him. The lining of his mouth was like an ice pick, and his tongue froze, and Old Sky opened his mouth to speak, and the flames poured down his throat, and the pain was even worse.

"Ah, don't let the old man die like this. Mu Jiji said suddenly. She grabbed the wick with two fingers, weakening the light. Old Sky felt much better if he was on the verge of amnesty. It's just that his facial features are frostbitten, and his face is covered with a layer of purple frost, as if he is wearing a mask.

"Your brushes are pretty good, I'm so embarrassed, I want it too. But you can't take it by force, old man, can you give it to me?"

Mujiji grabbed Lao Sky's huge paintbrush with his left hand and snatched it. Old Sky glared angrily, but he was powerless to return to the sky. My heart and lungs are about to explode.

Taking away Lao Tian's brush, Mu Jiji palmed his hands and erased Lao Tian's imprint, "Senior, don't hide it." It seems that I have lost a few unique paintings, and you have inadvertently picked them up. It's time to return the goods to their rightful owners, and Mujiji is grateful to you for keeping them on your behalf. ”

The brush in his left hand was raised, and the tip of the pen was pointed at Lao Tian's shirt, and he sneered, and Mujiji cut off Lao Tian's clothes and took away the three volumes of paintings hidden close to him, all of which were priceless treasures.

"King Meow. ”

Mujiji called.

"Meow. ”

A big black cat paced over, swept its tail over, wrapped itself around Old Sky's three-scroll book, put it in its mouth, and swallowed it. It's kind of accepted.

The purple frost covering Old Sky's face exploded, and at the same time, a purple light erupted from his mouth, and there were frozen blood clots and minced flesh.

Not good!

Mu Jiji said in shock.

With his left hand, he raised his brush, pointed the tip of the brush at Old Ski's throat, and with a pop, it scratched a piece of oily skin, but it could not penetrate his throat. A sticky force immediately grabbed the tip of the pen, and Mu Jiji tried to take the brush away, but he couldn't pull it.

Rumble!

A ball of fighting spirit burst out, through Lao Sky's clothes, and instantly swept towards Mu Jiji. The distance was so close, Lao Si basically thought that he could hit Mu Jiji hard, but he never thought that Mu Jiji was also a cunning person, so he had already prepared.

The Celestial Lamp stretched out a purple film of light, blocking in front of Mujiji, dissolving the vindictive spirit that Lao Qi blasted at her.

The last piece of ice on his face exploded, and Old Sky reached out to wipe the ice slag off his face and took the paintbrush. He was furious and quiet, sweeping the sea of life in his body, the surface of the sea was as smooth as a mirror, but there was a devastating tsunami under the sea, which had not yet erupted.

"Mujiji, no one can save you, not even your sister Runi......," Old Sky said one by one, his delicate face twisted and terrifying, his eyebrows were blue, and his hair was shining a puffy green mist upward.

Raise your hand and sweep it, boom! The green waves rippled, and the vast energy wind whirlpool squeezed and blasted towards Mu Jiji, and the vinegar girl who was close to him was swept by the wind whirlpool, swept into it, clicked, minced into pieces of meat and bones, and threw it into the air above the wind whirlpool. The green whirlpool is like a meat grinder, and wherever it goes, any living creature is sucked into, crushed, and thrown.

King Meow's tail was also sucked in, and most of his tail was bald. Mu Jiji grabbed the cat's head with his left hand, pulled it outward, and dragged it back. "Meow!" Meow King screamed, his voice miserable. The cat's eyes that looked at Old Ski were all red.

A cloud of light burst out of Mu Jiji's head, and a small bench floated inside, blue and watery. "Go!" Mujiji whispered.

Swish.

The small blue bench slammed forward, and the blue light expanded, as big as a ball of light, rolling out, and the air arrows were thrown out, groaning, and bursting wildly. Many innocent soy sauce shooters who watched the battle were shot through, and the sieve was the same. There is even an unlucky girl in the vinegar world who was shot blind, covered her left eye and cursed Mu Jiji.

Bang!

The blue ball of light slammed into the turquoise flesh whirlpool viciously, and the turbulent energy splattered everywhere, and the sound of breaking the sky was loud for a while, and the sky was filled with blue and green light waves.

Rise. Old Sky shot out in a rage, raising his leg and sweeping towards the small blue bench. The fighting spirit burst out and slammed into the legs of the bench, and the small blue bench swirled and flew back.

Mu Jiji rose to his feet, his body swirling, like a fluttering butterfly. She put her feet on a little and steadied the little blue bench. Adjusting the direction, Mu Jiji held up the Jilian lamp, "Senior, why are you angry, you and I are the pillars and backbones of the painting world." If you die, it will be a great loss to the art world. ”

The Lotus lamp is scorching and shining, and the light of the glass is dancing outward, like a real illusion, treacherous and magnificent, and the four realms are frozen.

"Humph!"

Lao Sky flicked his sleeves, and his fighting spirit roared, knocking over the purple light curtain.

Boom!

Old Sky drew a long sword from his paintbrush, four feet long, and the blue light shimmered. "The spring silkworm is dead to the end. Old Skiy groaned.

The sword light rose sharply, condensed into silk, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, and swept towards Mu Jiji, who had a kilian lamp.

Mu Jiji stepped on the small blue bench, spun up steeply, whined, and Manghui swept out, pounced on the seventeen sword wires, rolled and entangled, and crushed into ashes.

The blue light skyrocketed, dyed the green sky, and hundreds of green pillars of light split down in the air, lined up in all directions, and surrounded Lao Tian. Suddenly, a pair of emerald green beast pupils opened, like lanterns hanging in the air. The wind and waves surged, the lightning and thunder roared, Kerala, the void shattered, and a huge green silkworm appeared, seventy-three feet long, with wriggling mouthparts, and a pair of green eyes half-looking at Lao Tian below.

"Old Sky, why did you summon me, I am still in eternal sleep. The Price of Awakening Me......"

The huge green silkworm is in the shadows.

"Take it!"

Old Ski yelled.

Hmph, the sword was swallowed, Lao Tian killed himself, cut open his abdomen, and a column of water flew out of the sea of life, the cold light was clear, and it was solid.

"Oh. ”

The giant green silkworm chuckled. The mouthparts are sucked one by one, grabbing the water column and inhaling it into the abdomen. The blue light is rising, the whole body is jade, and the green silkworm is like a continuous mountain range in the air.

Boom! The green silkworm smashed into the void, rolled down, and rushed towards Mujiji. The kilian lamp was useless, and the light curtain it emitted was all swept away by the silk spewed out by the green silkworm.

"How so!" said Mujiji. With a slap of her left hand, her palm slammed into the giant green silkworm. Before it got close, it had been blown up by silk.

Mujiji quickly sealed King Meow and rushed out on the small blue bench, escaping from Old Sky and the green silkworm he had summoned.

"The hosts. ”

Eating the earth horse looked at the green silkworm in the air, and said with fear.

"You're scared, eat the horses. ”

Lu Buzi, the commander of the vinegar world, asked with a smile. The halberd trembled slightly, and the voice burst out.

Rooney, who was tearing up with the sculpture of the fruit man, punched the sculpture on the shoulder, knocking him back. Shenhua skyrocketed, and Lu Dashen galloped towards her sister Mu Jiji. "Mujiji, don't be afraid, there is still a sister. ”

The sword body pressed against the black eggshell, and Shangguan Xiaohong glanced at the green silkworm chasing Mu Jiji. Hundreds of silks burst out and spun towards Mu Jiji, who was galloping forward.

Mujiji leaped forward and jumped away from the small blue bench.

Boom, lightning danced, blue beams of light were thrown in all directions, Mu Jiji's small bench skyrocketed, the bench legs were like pillars supporting the sky, the bench surface was flat, and the front and back were extended.

However, the silk spewed out by the green silkworm shot through the green beam and continued to chase after Mu Jiji, without stopping.

Lao Ski stepped on the silkworm's head and watched Mujiji flee. "I want her dead! No one can stop me!" snarled old skirty.

"Useless old man, with the help of my power, you got excited?" the green giant silkworm sneered.

It writhed its massive body and lunged forward, boom, knocking, popping the blue bench in front of it, its legs bursting open, and sawdust splattered, swallowing it into the stomach of the green silkworm.

Shangguan Xiaohong weighed the two iron coupons in his left hand, put them on the ground, and put them in the embroidery bag. The blue light exploded, and the female birds and beast children's shoes rose to the sky, blocking the green silkworms and Lao Tian.

"It's useless for your dad to come!"

Lao Tian yelled at Shangguan Xiaohong.

Shangguan Xiaohong smiled and didn't reply to him.

Clothes hunting, green silk dancing. Shangguan Xiaohong walked with a bluestone, pointing at Lao Tian.

Swish!

With a swing of his long sword, Old Sky slashed through a green sword, slashed at the neck of the female bird's beast and child's shoes, and cut off her head.

The Cangjing beast was entrenched under Shangguan Xiaohong's earlobe, and with a swing of its body, it wrapped around Shangguan Xiaohong's neck, as if wearing a collar for her.

"Why should it be. Shangguan Xiaohong didn't refuse the kindness of the Cangjing Beast.

"Xiaohong, what are you doing!" Mu Jiji said eagerly. It's not time to stop it yet. Shangguan Xiaohong passed by her.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hundreds of green silks are chopped in, they are as thin as steel wires, strong and abnormal, and can break gold and stone.

On the ground, Shangguan Xiaohong's right arm was raised, his palm was upward, holding the hilt of the sword, the red thin sword whimpered, and the sword danced in the sky, forming a red pillar of qi. Like a magnet attracting iron, those green silks rushed into the red air pillars in the sky one after another, and they wrapped up in turns.

Hundreds of thousands of threads of silk were twisted around the red pillar of air, but they couldn't twist it. Dense turns, impermeable, and no red light is revealed.

Syllable. Shangguan Xiaohong clenched the hilt of the sword, and the silver mangs came out through the sword and burrowed into the red pillar of qi. The silk entwined around the red pillar burst out, and the green smoke bubbled outward, and the silver light burst out, washing the silk sticking to the red column.

The blue waves swayed, swept in all directions, and there was only a pillar of red and bloody air in the air, which smashed down and pressed towards the green giant silkworm.

Ah, no.

Old Sky jumped away, he didn't want to live and die with the greedy green silkworm under his feet. (To be continued.) )