Bai Ze looked around, flowers, trees, sun, and streams, and everything was no different from reality. But at this time, a faint smell of paste came, and Bai Ze looked down, only to see that the ground under his feet began to burn, and even the surrounding air began to be in a trance.

Bai Ze thought that this painting was going to set fire to himself, so he hurriedly dodged, but there was no flame on the ground, but a faint hollow was revealed, and the breath of the outside world flashed away.

Outside the painting, the paper that put away Bai Ze is obviously not as good as Fang Gongzi's natal spirit painting, and the seal that suppressed the scroll was brought out by the scholar, which made the painting even more fragile. The vigorous qi and blood made Bai Ze turn into a bright red torch in the painting, and wherever he went, the painting paper was faintly burnt and yellow, and a faint paste smell appeared.

The scholar actually has a lot more acupuncture points than Fang Gongzi, but unfortunately, in the capital, mana can't help much. Moreover, the scholar was suppressed by the seal on his body and became stupid and stupid. Because the scroll became hot, he instinctively painted the big water and the demons that represented the evil spirits.

In the painting, Bai Ze vaguely knows how to break the scroll, and is attacking everything nearby with his fists. The smell of burnt paste became stronger and stronger, and small holes appeared around Bai Ze, but the stream beside him suddenly rose to water, and in an instant, it was like a big river. Suddenly, Bai Ze was submerged in it and swept away by the water.

Bai Ze kicked twice in the water, and found that in addition to not being able to breathe, the subsequent momentum of the water was not large, and the surrounding water was quickly evaporated by his own body temperature.

But if you can't breathe, sooner or later you will drown in the river. Bai Ze stabilized his mind and took out a photographic mirror to reflect around. Since this mirror can see through the picture scroll in the outside world, it should not be bad inside.

The light flashed in the mirror, and Bai Ze looked fixedly, where there were any big rivers or oceans, only the ink lines surrounded him, and then he was burned into nothingness by his own vigorous qi and blood.

Bai Ze's heart was a little calm, and he quickly swam along the boundary of the big river in the mirror. But he didn't swim far, the water in front of him rolled and condensed, and a shark of several meters suddenly appeared, it opened its bloody mouth and pounced straight towards Bai Ze.

Bai Ze took a photo with a mirror, and the incomparably vivid shark turned into a few ink lines in the mirror.

Bai Ze looked at the key ink lines of the shark in the mirror, swung his body, and kicked his side legs. The shark staggered, and the place where the shark was kicked suddenly exploded, tearing open a large hole, and a large stream of blood flowed out, which gradually dissipated into the water and disappeared.

Without waiting for Bai Ze to take a breath, all kinds of strange-shaped water creatures attacked one after another. But Bai Ze could see through the ink that made up the lines of their bodies, and with the ability to kill with one hit, he was still getting closer and closer to the ink lines where the water and the sky met, and he was not blocked.

Seeing that the last big octopus was torn off all its tentacles and turned into a ball of ink, Bai Ze took advantage of the situation to slash, evaporated a boundary between water and sky, spit out a few mouthfuls of ink in his mouth, and saw the light of day again.

The off-painting scholar Mu Ran bit his finger and forcibly used the essence blood to inject spiritual energy to draw three water demons.

However, with the infusion of heaven and earth aura, the rules in the painting changed. Bai Ze's divine soul, which had been absorbing the eight kings of the water overlord, suddenly trembled, sucking away part of the spiritual power that constituted the three water demons, and then swelled outward, turning into a ghost with twisted fingers and evil smiles, and there was a vague old turtle sitting down.

A carp essence jumped up from the surface of the water, it opened its big mouth, violently absorbed the water vapor, and then squirted at Bai Ze suddenly, and a spiral-shaped column of water attacked.

Bai Ze instinctively operated the Maha secret method, and the ghost and ghost fingered at the shrimp essence on the other side, and the huge shrimp essence looked confused, and rushed over, blocking the water column for Bai Ze, and was beaten to the scale and blood flew up.

The shrimp essence's eyes were angry, and he was even more unconscious, and he rushed towards the carp essence in obedience to Bai Ze's wishes, and the two shrimp pincers danced up and down, pinching the carp essence's head.

The underwater river crab spirit quietly approached Bai Ze, and the two crab claws gathered into a black shadow, about to sandwich the villain in front of him into meat puree.

I don't want to sit down, the old turtle suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, the river crab spirit was stunned, and his body trembled slightly. The big turtle phantom flicked its neck and spit out a cold breath at the river crab, and the water quickly condensed into a huge piece of ice, and the frozen river crab surfaced.

The shrimp essence swam over and shattered the ice cubes in a few clicks, and the river crab essence was also torn into pieces.

Bai Ze raised the mirror again and looked around, seeing through the boundary of this scroll, his body was covered with a huge spirit, getting closer and closer to the side of the scroll.

And the scholar outside the painting still didn't know how to be flexible, and drew two evil ghosts indifferently, but they were evaporated by Bai Ze in an instant, which was completely useless.

A large blur of blood had appeared on the scroll, and the water in the painting was dyed bloody, and the scholar's face was getting paler and paler, and he had to paint again, but a hole suddenly burned on one side of the scroll.

Bai Ze's eyes flickered, and the ghost phantom and the huge corpses of those demons suddenly disappeared, and the scholar who was kneeling on the ground, with a face like gold paper, suddenly appeared.

didn't have time to explore, Bai Ze punched without saying a word, and the scholar's chest suddenly dried up, bone spurs pierced the skin in the front and back of the chest, and a large patch of blood stained his clothes.

The scholar did not feel any pain at all, and his expression flew upside down, exploding into a cloud of blood mist in the air, and returning to the painting.

Bai Ze looked at the painting on the ground, and the painting was a mess, full of clouds of ink and blood, and in some places there were charred spots, and the sealing line of the border was torn open.

The painting shook, and the figure of the scholar's sternum shattered appeared in the sea of ink and blood. The seal floats in the sky and spins, but it still can't maintain its collapse posture, and the painting suddenly burns itself into ashes.

Fang Gongzi on the side spat out a mouthful of blood, but he and the fat boss who was half human and half fox were fighting to an inseparable point, and he didn't even have time to look at this side, and he couldn't put down the paintbrush at all.

In the painting, the fox's head turns into a fox demon, and the skull's head turns into a ghost, and the two combine to suppress the half-human, half-fox fat boss.

The main reason is that the fat boss has concerns and doesn't want to destroy the bones of his parents. On the side of the painting, the three heads of Fang Gongzi's parents and sisters have already been pinched and exploded by the fat boss, no wonder Fang Gongzi is so desperate.

Fang Gongzi's eyes showed madness, and with the mouthful of essence blood that the scroll had destroyed just now, he drew a rolling black wind and rolled towards the fat boss.

With the fat boss being swept to the ground, the pressure was relieved. Fang Gongzi pointed with his left hand, and the last painting at the gate of the small courtyard shook suddenly, and the rough cook and the fake Fang Gongzi were at the gate of the courtyard, roaring and rushing towards Bai Ze.

Bai Ze had a pistol in his hand, and there were still two bullets in it, but the two people in front of him blocked Fang Gongzi, and he had to deal with it in close quarters.

Thinking of this, Bai Zeqing's muscles burst out, and the pistol was handed over to his left hand, with a swing fist and a split. The head of the fake Fang Gongzi who was head-on was beaten and turned a hundred and eighty degrees, and when he looked behind him, he exploded into a cloud of ink.

The cook who followed immediately behind was hit by a split-leg, and her head was smashed into her chest, and then she turned into a pitch black pool on the ground.