It turned out that Zhang Feng had been paying attention to the reactions of the passengers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info When mobilizing before, no one showed flaws, but just now, when the big leader said that he was going to search his body, everyone was overjoyed, but one of the passengers with a thief's eyebrows changed his face and wanted to hide backwards.

So, Zhang Feng immediately concluded that there was something wrong with this person.

Then, he rushed over, slapped out with a palm like lightning, and burst out with strong and powerful true qi and exquisite power skills, immediately shattering the clothes on the passenger's body, leaving only underwear, this scroll that exuded a trace of imperceptible gloomy and quaint atmosphere, also immediately fell out, and was grabbed by him in his hand.

Crash!

Zhang Feng shook his hand, and the scroll was opened, but it was an antique portrait, and in the painting was a demonic woman in a blood-colored ancient costume.

Zhang Feng suddenly realized that this blood shadow was actually a painting demon.

The painting looks collectible.

After the events of the previous life, before the bodies of many victims were burned and the passenger plane and all the belongings were locked down and isolated, this painting must have been secretly taken by a money-hungry staff, which led to the subsequent bloodshed.

The main body is in the painting, and this monster can't be too far away, so that the bloodshed will only occur within a relatively fixed range.

Later, in the monster tide, the location of this painting was affected by the war, and the painting must have been destroyed in the war, so that similar bloodbaths would not happen again.

Otherwise, if this painting demon leaves, even if it goes to other cities, there will definitely be people in other places, such a strange bloody case will definitely cause panic and attract people's attention, if it happens again later, Zhang Feng will not be able to hear nothing.

The blood shadow has an immortal body, and if you kill it, you will return to the painting, and you can go out to harm people again, but the ancient painting itself is very fragile.

Sting!

The roar of the blood shadow was not trivial, many people were bleeding and unconscious, but Zhang Feng's attributes and cultivation were strong enough to be affected in the slightest.

At this moment, he smiled coldly, and directly pulled and pulled, tearing the ancient painting in half!

Yes!

The blood shadow screamed in horror, and suddenly became a tree without a source of water, and as if it had been rejected by the world, boom!

In its place, there is nothing left.

If it weren't for the ancient paintings in Zhang Feng's hands, and the many debris and blood stains on the ground, everyone would almost suspect that they were dreaming.

Call!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, surprise, and cheered, and many people hugged each other and cried with joy.

Zhang Feng also relaxed.

This battle is really a bit thrilling, and the consumption is also a bit large, and a few locking talismans are consumed although they are of average value.

It was a few martial artists from the Sword Saint Pavilion who caused all this, and with them as nourishment, the monster was obviously stronger than expected.

However, Zhang Feng has always had the advantage, and the final victory seems to be luck, but in fact, it is inevitable to think about it.

In addition, he didn't gain any demon pill crystal nuclei or anything like that, but Zhang Feng still smiled happily, because the first time he held the scroll, the attribute ability in his body had already given birth to a strong reaction.

This shows that the scroll is a kind of natural treasure.

It's not sturdy, but there's something magical about it.

Even though the portrayal was torn in half, the reaction did not diminish in the slightest.

Even, Zhang Feng has a very certain feeling that as long as the two halves of the painting are carefully repaired and pasted together, the painting demon will be resurrected, but the strength will definitely weaken.

"Absorb!"

Zhang Feng didn't know and didn't like to play ghosts, so he immediately used the excuse of washing the bloodstains, went to the bathroom alone, held the scroll, and called out the attribute ability.

Whoa!

In the shimmering light, the scroll quickly dissolves to ashes and scatters it, and there are 2 more free spots on the ability panel.

That's right, this picture scroll actually converted 2 points, plus the remaining 1 point, Zhang Feng has a total of 3 points to distribute.

"Well, it's not in vain!"

Zhang Feng was also overjoyed and smiled.

In this battle, except for the Soul Locking Talisman, there is actually no loss.

Although in order to end the battle quickly, he temporarily added a little agility, but he also improved his strength, which is naturally not a loss.

Compared to 2 free points, a few locking talismans are even more insignificant.

"Enhancement Fusion!"

Then, Zhang Feng thought for a while, silently thought in his heart, the 2 free points disappeared in an instant, and the fusion technique also reached 7 points in one fell swoop from 5 points.

The reason why this is so is because in the previous battle, he found that he was inadequate, and although he was strong, he couldn't really hurt ghosts and the like.

But the reality is cruel, and any weakness can lead to death.

It's definitely not that he can't kill ghosts, and he will pay attention to himself in the future, and ghosts and the like won't come to the door by themselves.

Originally, he didn't have a good way to improve the lethality in this area.

However, as long as the weapon can be upgraded to level 7, it will generate more spirituality and even supernatural spirits, which can also threaten ghosts.

In particular, the steel fork of the Yaksha is a ready-made seventh-level material, so it's a pity that it hasn't been used, and the Yaksha weapon itself is also very special, so it may not be able to hurt ghosts.

Once the weapon is upgraded, his combat power will also be doubled.

But the level of the fusion technique is not enough, and if you want to rely on materials to rise to 7 points, it is not difficult to ascend to the sky, at least before the first monster tide, it is impossible.

He hesitated a little before he didn't have enough points, but now he finally figured it out.

"Fusion!"

Then, with a thought, Zhang Feng took out the Yaksha weapon from the storage bag and placed it with the Fulong spear.

Zhang Feng stretched out his palm, emitting a burst of mystical frequency oscillation, and the Yaksha weapon quickly melted into a black liquid, and evenly entered the Fulong spear, and the structure of the Fulong spear quickly found changes, and the original low-level materials were replaced and squeezed out.

A few minutes later, Zhang Feng's physical strength and true qi were too depleted, his face was slightly pale, but his eyes were bright, and his spirit was extremely excited.

The enhancement has been completed, and the Fulong Spear has taken on a new look, the surface is still dark, it looks ordinary, but it faintly exudes an aura of destruction.

Zhang Feng felt that the spirit of this Fulong spear was stronger, and when he held it, he could even feel its joy, loyalty, and eager anticipation of battle.

Zhang Feng believed that if he fought with the previous painting demon again, he would be able to stab the opponent to death with one shot even if he didn't use the lock charm and electric shock.

With his own strength unchanged, if he uses this big gun again, the attacks and speed he sends out will be greatly increased, and the consumption of true qi and physical strength will be less.

This is also because his level is slightly lower, and he can only exert part of the strength of the big gun.

When the cultivation is high, the big gun will shine more brightly.

After collecting the big gun, Zhang Feng returned after a little repair, and the remaining 1 free point, he didn't think about how to use it for the time being, and just left it for backup to deal with special situations.

"Hey, how did he die?"

Zhang Feng was about to ask the collector of the ancient painting where he got the thing, but found that everyone was gathered together, pointing and discussing something.

He parted the crowd and looked over, and immediately saw that the people were surrounding the corpse of the hider, who had just lost his breath and was still convulsing.