Blood Ink Painter, the last of the four, but the strongest combat power!

He put away the appearance of a bully, simply changed to a more comfortable position, and reclined on the ground to look at Kong Qionglou: "Big troll, honest people have already let the soaring heavenly thunder be chopped to death." Even if there is a half left that is not dead, and comes to the eternal world, it will not live to this day. Don't you understand?"

Anyone who can get to this point, even if there is no great opportunity and adventure, don't you want to be a little scheming?!

Kong Qionglou snorted and said, "It's reasonable." ”

Without hesitation, he walked to the side of the Blood Ink Painter and sat down cross-legged like this, but he was not afraid of the seventy-fifth person on the star list at all!

"You're interesting, your mouth is too bad, aren't you?" On the Blood Ink Painter's body, the scars on the Five Flames Demon Lord began to heal on their own, and he said with interest: "There are not many people who dare to bite and chew words with my third brother, and even fewer who can damage him." Aren't you afraid of annoying him, skinning you alive, and ordering a sequel to the book of sages?"

Kong Qionglou's demeanor was leisurely, he glanced at the skin-peeling Xiucai, and could hear it regardless of the other party: "It's just him, it's far away! Wearing a square hat and taking my own leather paper, he calls himself a book fairy, so if I have drunk the wine of the poetry fairy and is drunk and talks a few words of whine and mourning, can I be a book saint, a book god, and a book ancestor?" When he said this, his eyebrows fluttered, and he didn't care what the faces of the people around him were, and his tone was stunned: "Hehe, knowing that I even killed the monks in the Buddha Mountains, he is not afraid of annoying me and killing him to feed the dogs?"

How could he have been humiliated in public like this, and he was furious: "Fourth brother, what nonsense do you talk to him, kill people and take treasures!"

"Look, I'm going to say he can't do it, right?" Kong Qionglou slapped his thigh, and the spit Xingzi almost sprayed blood on the face of the ink painter: "What about the cultivation of scholars? Honest man, you are a painting immortal, right? To be honest, if I were you, the third brother, go to him in your dreams. To make the painting like that is to embarrass you, otherwise I would have killed my relatives a long time ago. ”

The Holy Hand of the Bone Crushing couldn't hear it, and seeing that the Blood Ink Painter was reluctant to do it, he snorted coldly: "A martial artist, you are also worthy of talking about cultivation with my third brother, do you have cultivation?"

"I don't have the conscience of heaven and earth, but fortunately I don't have to pretend to be a fucking reader. ”

The tendon stringer took off the xylophone on his back, and said angrily: "The dragon tendons on your body are only enough to pull one string, and the remaining four are probably going to be extracted from you!"

Kong Qionglou grinned at her: "Eldest sister, don't interrupt first, don't make cramps at every turn for girls, it's indecent." ”

!!!

The blood ink painter waved his hand, so that the three people who felt humiliated were not impatient, and stared at Kong Qionglou's eyes, wanting to see why. He saw clarity, depth. When it is clear, it is unobstructed, as if it can't hold half a mustard seed; It is deep, and it is like boundless, which can hold the avenue for thousands of years.

"What about me, how far is it, aren't you afraid?"

Kong Qionglou laughed like a familiar acquaintance, raised his hand and gently slapped him, intimately: "You are a painter, don't tease." ”

The people on both sides of the fight were all messy, if they didn't know the roots, they would think that the two must have known each other before, and they knew each other very well. But everyone can see that not to mention whether they can fight or not, when it comes to the ability to fight and play tricks, the four immortals together cannot be the opponent of such a guy, if the three words "big troll" take someone else, it seems too sorry for him!

The Blood Ink Painter groaned, patted his ass and got up, glancing at the Five Flame Demon Lord. The latter clutched the spear and felt weak for a while: "Is it right to burn the fire? You have found a good master for yourself." After that, he ignored Kong Qionglou anymore, and walked to the side of the tomb to look at the underground palace, as if he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to take the lead in breaking into the tomb.

"Fourth brother!"

"Fourth!"

"The third brother was humiliated, why didn't you kill these people?" Peeling Xiucai shouted the loudest, "Okay, isn't the third brother's ability not as good as yours, and you don't want to be upset for the third brother?"

Nobody understands.

Kong Qionglou picked up the words of the skin-peeling Xiucai, and also asked: "Yes, there are so many treasures on us, how can we say that if we don't rob them, we won't rob them?" deliberately took out the big money in his arms, and shook it a few times in front of the four of them, "Painting Immortal, you have to give your third brother an explanation, I also think he is wronged!"

The Bloody Ink Painter's answer was blunt: "I'm not sure I'll win him." The four of us combined, there is no absolute chance of winning. If you don't win, you still have to fight, won't you ask for trouble? Third brother, don't worry, we are here for eternal life, and it is better to be wronged than to take our lives. I was also beaten by the fire-burning guy, no big deal. ”

"What?!"

The other three couldn't believe it, everyone in the room didn't believe it, and neither did the monkey and the others, otherwise they wouldn't have shown a high level of nervousness.

Star picker is already the seventh skill of Hongchen!

Kong Qionglou can repel or even kill the Buddha King with his empty-handed archery tricks, and maybe it will be enough to deal with Skinning Xiucai and the other two. But the dead world gathers a lot, and there is no shortage of leisure. If it's his strongest means, it's definitely not enough to fight against the profound and unpredictable painting immortals, let alone the four battle list powerhouses joining forces?!

Although everyone has a number of ancient treasures in their hands, their strength is too weak to exert the power of the treasures, just like a group of children who steal adult weapons, no different from toys. The pottery wine jar and the ghost handprint left by the Holy Child on Kong Qionglou to control the fire spear and the big money, the former has an evasive and disruptive effect on the mysterious qi of the secret realm, nothing more; The latter is laborious and cannot completely change the situation.

Maybe...... Is he bluffing?

It's too similar!

Peeling Xiucai was stunned for a while, his eyes turned to Kong Qionglou in shock, and then turned back to the blood ink painter in shock: "I don't believe that he is so powerful, how did the fourth brother see it?"

Kong Qionglou helped: "Yes, how did you see it?"

"You don't need to go along with !!"

"Don't be ignorant of the skin, I'm facing you, and I'm wrong?!"

Almost peeled the crepe and vomited blood on the spot!

The blood ink painter was speechless: "Big troll, since you have got a bargain, can you say a few words." Do you have to make yourself a strong enemy to be happy?"

"Haha, that's easy to say. ”

Kong Qionglou smiled awkwardly, satisfied, and said no more.

He couldn't find out that the blood ink painter who deliberately hid his breath was real, and thought he was a passerby, but he wasn't afraid that it was true. Even though the remaining three were unconvinced, they all knew that the fourth brother would not joke about this kind of thing. He would rather risk his life to go into the ancient tomb to hunt for treasure, rather than fight with this person, which shows the weight inside, and he can't help but be even more impressed by the ruffian guy in front of him!

"Eldest sister, second brother, did you two find anything over there?"

The tendon stringer nodded, and then hurriedly remembered something: "Over there...... Indeed, there was an old altar. ”

The reason why the sinkhole appeared was because of the collapse of the secret realm prohibition, which was caused by the convergence of two completely different qi engines.

On one side is a lush willow forest, representing the first Guanyin Bodhisattva in ancient times; On the other side, it is full of killing and there is no grass.

After entering the secret realm, the elegant people were accompanied by two by two, and they searched for treasures separately, and the Dividing String Master and the Bone-Breaking Holy Hand also found a place similar to the Ancient Willow King Tree in that area!

An upside-down altar.

Inside, there is only one chief priest, who also writes his life in light characters, and Yongzhen has been in town to this day.

The identity seems to be some kind of soldier ancestor in ancient times, and there are thirteen plates and iron scrolls made of ancient iron beside him. In order to fight for those iron rolls, many people died. But somehow, the mysterious aura that was suppressed around the altar suddenly dissipated. The body of the Ancient Soldier Ancestor underwent a mutation, and after a long sigh, it decayed into ashes in an instant, triggering an even more frantic round of scramble.

The degree of weirdness is no less than the Bodhisattva and the bull head in the ancient willow king tree!

The Celebrant ???

"Sacrifice" and "sacrifice" are actually separated?!

Kong Qionglou was thoughtful, his brows were silent, and he couldn't understand this place more and more.

Bodhisattva eternal worship, ancestor altar...... This ancient king's tomb in front of him is really the place where the master of the secret realm is located?

"Eldest sister, second brother, how many pieces did you grab?" Peeling Xiucai looked excited, and temporarily forgot about Kong Qionglou's humiliation: "Take it out and show it to me, what is the testament of the ancient soldier ancestor?"

"I didn't get a single piece!"

Originally, everyone grabbed a piece, but they never thought that the corpse chaser came. Drive the corpse refining under the seat and start killing, who dares to fight with him?" The tendon string master was full of bitterness and said, "We have no choice but to give up the iron scroll and give it up." When he finishes grabbing those iron rolls, he will probably come too. Fourth, whether to enter the tomb or ......" glanced meaningfully at Kong Qionglou, "You have already made a decision!"

The Blood Ink Painter's expression changed greatly, and he lost his temper for the first time: "Star List Forty-four, Ye Maniac, are you sure it's him?!"

Kong Qionglou followed with a 'grunt' in his heart, and the necrophilia finally came, and he also entered the secret realm. Yunmen Wenjian and Nian Ci, as those in the know, knew that Kong Qionglou had killed his corpse, and they were shocked to death, and they all turned to him.

The monkey observed the words, and suddenly exploded, and looked like the whole circle was bigger: "My ancestor of the monkey of the heavens and the earth, you are a big scourge, you won't even offend the corpse chaser, right?"

The mermaid fairy snorted: "Childe and him have a little misunderstanding......"

"Drive!!"

The monkey was shocked, and didn't wait for her to finish speaking, so he grabbed the hair of the second fool and fled: "Killed, killed, killed by you." That person was jealous of the demon, how many demon clan leaders on the star list were killed by him, and how many were refined into walking corpses? I knew that you had offended Ye Maniac, and I would be disgusted to look at you. ”

Kong Qionglou roared: "Dead monkey, as far as his mother knows, run away, return the Wu Hook Female Sword to Lao Tzu first!"

"My Wu Hook, return your sister!"

It was really frightened, and it ran over the mountain with the second fool and ran away.

The rest of the companions are also dead-faced, the monkey, the mermaid fairy, Jessica, and the three god mastiffs are all among the monsters in the eyes of the corpse chaser, and the monsters all deserve to die.

Jessica directly handed back the Wu Hook Xiong Sword to Kong Qionglou and was about to leave.

"My little angel, will you forsake me?" Kong Qionglou was shocked, and his eyes were full of sadness: "You and I don't care about those wonderful stories?"

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense. ”

A mouth is a bad person's reputation, as if there is some ulterior secret between the two. Jessica hurriedly interrupted, "I'm sorry, you've been kind to me, but Jessica hasn't had the courage to face the corpse chaser yet. I hope you can understand, there will be a date later. Her face was full of apologies, she didn't dare to look directly into Kong Qionglou's eyes, and flapped her injured wings and flew away.

Kong Qionglou praised: "You see, they are obviously running away, and the dead monkey's butt is urinating, but the angel is so holy and intoxicating. ”

looked down at the three mastiffs prostrate on the ground, and was about to praise it as a loyal dog, but the fierce and vicious big dog was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he couldn't talk about the so-called loyalty at all. At the same time, all the demon clans near the ancient tomb fled in a big way, engulfing many terrans who were fearful, and scattered in all directions like a tide!

Smell a person's name, and be shocked.

When you meet a fanatic, you will have a negative immortality.