The black snake had just received an electric shock, looking at the flint that appeared in the sky, it roared angrily, its long body twisted incessantly, and the iron rope behind it made a loud noise.

For a while, the island shook the mountains, and Feng Yi hurriedly grabbed Wu Daozi and stabilized his body together. Kunpeng attacked, taking advantage of the defeat of the black snake, its wings fanned, the feathers fell off, and shot at the black snake like a sharp sword!

The black snake was locked into position by Kunpeng's feather arrows, and the flint fell straight from above its head, smashing the black snake into the stone tower. Kunpeng followed, burrowing in from the open tower opening, changing its form, and sealing the originally open tower opening.

Xuanhua threw out the purple scroll again, the purple paper on the large drawing board unfolded, the dust flew, and words that Feng Yi couldn't understand appeared. With the dust of the Xuan painting, the symbols on the purple paper wandered away, climbed directly onto the stone tower, completely covered the stone tower, and printed into the tower body!

Feng Yi was dumbfounded, this turned out to be a drawing board that could turn a painting into a real one!

"It's over!" Wu Daozi jumped up from Feng Yi's side and ran towards his master.

Feng Yi watched the purple light on Xuan Hua's body disappear, the sharp qi on his body disappeared, and the gentle aura reappeared, turning to look at the young child who was running towards him, Xuan Hua's face showed a relieved expression.

"Whew!" A huge roar suddenly came out from under the stone tower gate, and a black snake covered in armor drilled out of the ground between Xuan Hua and Wu Daozi, and flew directly towards Wu Daozi!

Wu Daozi's small body stopped, looking at the fierce snake covered in armor in front of him, he completely lost his ability to think!

"Be careful!" The Devil's Hand Blade is the best option, but Sinker's transfiguration time is too long for him to wait. The Lingyang rod appeared in his hand, and the "Road of Exile" and the "King Kong Body" were added at the same time, and they arrived in front of Wu Daozi in a few seconds, "Bear the mountain and catch the moon!" ”

"Bang! Rumble! ”

The moment Feng Yi collided with the Linjia Fierce Snake, he instantly felt a feeling of suffocation being crushed, the flesh and bones on his body seemed to be separated, the fishy stench exhaled from the huge mouth of the fierce snake Zhang Ka made him nauseous, and the horror attacked, his brain was blank, and his consciousness was dissipated by the impact little by little...

"Shameless demons, dare to plot against me!" The purple light on Xuanhua's body floated and floated, and the dust in his hand directly wrapped around the seven inches of the Linjia Fierce Snake, and with a forceful pull, the Linjia Fierce Snake overturned in the air.

The sense of oppression dissipated, and Feng Yi knelt directly on the ground, panting desperately to reduce the fear in his body. The spirit yang rod lay on his feet, covered in blood.

"Crazy Daoist!" Xuan Hua shouted at him while grappling with the Linjia Fierce Snake, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Feng Yi looked down and found that the blood stains on the Lingyang stick were only because the tiger's mouth was cracked, "I'm fine." ”

"Please take care of my apprentice, this demon beast's breakup has turned into a 'Jiao', I have to completely seal it to prevent future troubles!"

"Good!"

Feng Yi put away the Lingyang stick, turned around and picked up Wu Daozi, who was already sluggish, ran to a hidden place, and hid. Xuan Hua watched the two disappear into the woods and returned to the drawing board, this time he directly took out the black scroll, and unfolded a black paper on the large drawing board.

Jiao's wisdom and enlightenment clearly knew that he couldn't give Xuanhua any chance to paint, and it swept directly towards Xuanhua's drawing board!

"Evil beast!" The dust in Xuanhua's hand flew, and a snake jumped on the paper, and when he just finished the snake, the snake had already rushed to him and directly overturned his big drawing board!

Feng Yi saw the battle situation clearly from the woods, Xuan Hua's innate ability was a long-range ability, and once he shortened the distance to the target of the attack, he would be severely suppressed. So after hiding Wu Daozi in a low bush, he held the Lingyang stick and appeared behind the snake again, "Take the mountain and catch the moon!" ”

"Whew!" The sneak attack on the snake was successful, and the armor on its body was knocked out, which directly provoked the snake to turn its head and pounce on him.

After releasing four skills in a row, Feng Yi's physical strength and essence had been exhausted, and he could only dodge and dodge the snake's first attack. And this timing also allowed Xuan Hua to obtain a new drawing board, his dust wandered on the black paper again, and a man's figure appeared on the originally painted snake, and the man held a stick high and accurately hit the snake's seven inches.

The Xuan painting was dusted away, and the black painting turned into black gas and disappeared into the air.

Feng Yi suddenly felt a powerful and unfamiliar essence pouring into his body, and his physical strength was all restored, he held the Lingyang stick and hit the rushing Jiao Snake, the "Path of Exile" and the "King Kong Body" were added at the same time, the speed doubled, and he directly turned over the body of the Jiao Snake, he held the Lingyang Stick high, and instantly felt that all the essence in his body was surging onto the sound of the stick, and the Lingyang Stick in his hand was shining with golden light, which was an attack method that he had never discovered!

With a little bit of golden light, the spirit yang rod smashed into the dragon's seven inches!

"Click!" The spirit yang rod pierced through the armor like a sharp blade and smashed into the snake's body, and the snake's bones broke in response.

The snake's blood splashed, drenching Feng Yi, like a bloody man, holding a spiritual yang stick and stepping on the snake, which was extremely powerful.

"Crazy Daoist?" Xuan Hua ran towards Feng Yi and found that Feng Yi had lost his strength. At this time, although he was standing, his eyes were already closed, and he did not fall to the ground by relying on the support of the spiritual yang rod.

"Crazy madman, what are you laughing at?" Lao Liang's sudden pull made Feng Yi's already unconscious consciousness suddenly wake up, looking at Feng Yi putting away his smile, looking at herself with a confused look in her eyes, she realized that something was wrong, "What's wrong?" ”

Feng Yi came back to his senses and found that he was still in the space on the fourth floor, everything just now was like a dream, there were no wounds on the tiger's mouth on his left and right hands, and there was no blood on his body, "Huangliang is a dream..."

Lao Liang frowned and said, "What did you say?" ”

Feng Yi shook his head, "It's nothing, Lao Liang, this thing can't be stored in the space bag." ”

"How is that possible? Your space is full, right? Lao Liang walked over and put her hand on the big drawing board, and she was also stunned, "How can there be something that can't be stored in the space?" ”

"Really?" As he spoke, Feng Yi put his hand on the big canvas again, but this time, the big canvas smoothly entered his space bag, "What's the matter?" ”

"I'll look into it later!" Lao Liang patted him and pointed downstairs, "Quick, tear down the door first!" Smash the B&B! Li Xiaoli is here! ”

Feng Yi glanced downstairs, hurriedly walked out of the door, locked the fourth floor, and then took the Lingyang stick and directly smashed the third and fourth floors into a mess, ensuring that no one could come up from the second floor again, he dismantled the iron door on the fourth floor and stuffed it directly into the space. Then he followed Lao Liang out of the only remaining window on the third floor and ran towards the sparsely populated mountains.

The two finally stopped in front of the tombstone of "My Wife Lee", the gloomy cemetery of this fishing village in the East China Sea, which brought them a sense of security.