No one has ever been able to absorb demonic energy into their bodies and use it for their own purposes. Those who have tried this are already dead.

Nangong can.

Nangong didn't die either.

Not only did he not die, but he suddenly refreshed his spirits and became radiant. Glow to ...... His countenance was distorted.

It's so painful!

It's such an explosion!

At this time, Nangong's hand was holding Mr. Along's hand, and the karma in his hand was burning Mr. Along's wrist.

I thought that with the magic of karma, Mr. Aaron must be like Liang Zi to "get rid of the disease", but I didn't expect it...... As soon as Ye Yan got up, he was compressed in a ball by Mr. Along, only concentrated on his palm, and did not spread throughout his body as Nangong imagined.

Not even the painting that spread to his other hand.

The result was quite unexpected......

The pain of the karmic flames burning his soul did not make Mr. Aaron scream in pain, but it was Nangong himself, but he couldn't help but cry out first: "Ahhhh!!!!h

I really don't know if I don't try, and I'm so scared that I can't even jump when I try it!

It turns out that the so-called magic energy, it is an extremely hot energy, every slight, exudes an explosive breath, furious, rushing, like explosive gunpowder, more like rushing magma!

As the boiling heat flowed into his body, in just an instant, Nangong felt as if his body was on fire, and he couldn't help but scream out in pain on the spot.

The scream was so terrible that people couldn't help but think of the fat pigs being slaughtered in the slaughterhouse.

As soon as he entered the body, Nangong immediately felt that his meridians began to dry up, then burst, and then began to be reborn under the powerful recovery power of the body of the five virtues. I don't know if it's a hallucination. He faintly heard the sound of "crackling", like firecrackers......

There is a process of rebirth in this dissolution......

It was a painful and unpleasant experience.

No wonder no one dares to absorb magic energy into their bodies!

No wonder the people who tried it are gone!

Where is this magic power?

This is clearly a bomb!

Nangong felt a little like crying without tears, if he knew this, he would have taken Liang Zi as far as he could...... As for that painting, what kind of painting soul......

Let the masters of the Blue Dragon Academy bother.

If there was a regret medicine in the world, and this medicine happened to be in front of him, he would definitely swallow the bottle without hesitation!

But unfortunately not. So Nangong can't regret it.

Now that the demonic energy has entered the body, the karmic flame has also burned, and he is already a tiger, so he has to grit his teeth and endure it, so he has to let it flow all over his body, and then return to the sea of qi, and then flow out along the meridians of his hand, and after the transformation of the rune path, it has turned into a raging karmic flame.

How vigorously the karma burns. His pain was as deep as it was.

"Mr. Aaron...... Please give me the painting!"

Nangong felt that his voice was not his own, as if his body would collapse at any time. If it weren't for the fact that the body of the five virtues was strong enough, I am afraid that it would be blown up and annihilated on the spot!

"Do you want to get it yourself......" Mr. Aron smiled.

"I ......" Nangong suddenly became angry. I wanted to reach out and take it, but he only had two hands, one hand was shaking hands with a good friend, and he couldn't let go!

Because if it's loose, it's cowardice.

Instigated, Mr. Aron ran away. The painting is gone.

In the other hand, he was holding the magic energy stone.

Neither can this hand be loosened.

If this hand is loosened. Others don't coax it, but Ye Yan is afraid that he will be cowardly......

At this moment, if there was no karma, Nangong would just be a mortal, and in Mr. Along's eyes, he wouldn't even be an ant.

Since the hand cannot be loosened. No one can be cowardly, so Nangong had no choice but to move his mouth: "Mr. Along...... The painting is from my hand, I am the master of the painting, do you see if it is ......"

Although he knew that it was useless, he still wanted to reason.

As a result, Mr. Aaron, who was obsessed, was still polite. But he is quite unreasonable.

He directly interjected: "But now the painting is in my hand, and it is my Aaron's." Although you are the author of the painting, if you want to paint, I'm sorry, but I can't part with my love. ”

It's really quite a bandit logic, which makes people speechless!

So Nangong choked up on the spot.

After thinking about it, he persuaded again: "Actually...... Like this kind of broken painting, I will draw as much as you want, and it is 10,000 times better than the one in your hand...... Why do you cling to that one! If you lose this painting, I'll paint you ten more...... A hundred, guaranteed to be better than this one, what do you think?"

This is not like persuasion, but rather coaxing.

As a result, Mr. Aaron was not fooled, he just smiled and said: "Only one scoop of three thousand weak water is taken from one scoop, and there are countless famous paintings in the world, but I, Aaron, only love this one, as for the others...... What does it have to do with me?"

So Nangong choked up again.

After a pause, Nangong spoke again, knowing the benefits: "Mr. Along, as you said, painting souls harms people a lot, so why are you obsessed?"

Even honorifics are used.

Mr. Aaron smiled: "I know there is a painting soul, but ...... So what?"

"You...... There is no enchantment!" Nangong's heart was shocked. Since he was not bewitched by the painting soul, why did he have to fight with Liang Zi and Ye Jianzang?

"Enchanted? You humans, is that how you describe it? Maybe...... Maybe that's what you're obsessed with......"

Mr. Aron shook his head, "But in my opinion, it's not called a demon, it's a pleasure! an ultimate pleasure...... Look at this picture, how fascinating...... The eyes of the man in this painting are bold and uninhibited, with vicissitudes and melancholy, as well as the deepest sorrow;

"His beard is so beautiful, and his eyebrows are ...... His countenance ...... Everything, it was so perfect!"

"My elves are born to like to pursue the ultimate in beauty...... With such a flawless painting, even if I, Aaron, gave up my life, I would not hesitate to do so...... How can ordinary people, mere human beings, know what perfection is?"

"Just looking at it...... It was so pleasing to my eyes that I couldn't help but approach him, touch him, get to know him better! I really wanted to know...... The man in this painting. What kind of heart-wrenching experience has it to have such a verve......"

"I'm really curious!"

"Under the sky...... There is such a perfect thing...... I'm crazy about it, I'm crazy about it, and I have no regrets!"

sighed again and again, and sighed.

When it was over, his face suddenly changed. He said viciously: "Whoever wants to steal my painting, I will rob his life! Even if it's you...... The original author of the painting is no exception!"

Nangong was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he couldn't laugh or cry a little.

If Uncle Bai had died and knew that someone was so fascinated by his portrait, and that this person was still an elf, a male elf...... I don't know if he should drink three cups and laugh and "die for his confidant", or should he feel disgusted and say bluntly that it is better not to carry his back to the mountain?

After crying and laughing, Nangong began to feel afraid.

That's the terrible thing about painting souls.

It can be fascinating.

It can make people know that they are obsessed. But he is also willing to sink and does not want to be sober. It's like a poison and a ...... Deadly, yet full of temptation.

Don't look at what Mr. Aron said now, it sounds orderly, sighing and complimenting, smiling and threatening, as if he is not enchanted at all. But in fact, he is incoherent at all!

His eyes seemed clear. But if it weren't for him, his eyes were full of perverted fascination when he looked at the painting, and Nangong almost believed it.

After a tirade. Mr. Aron still wouldn't let go.

The painting was tightly held in his hand, and he didn't even show half of his intention to return it.

At this time, Nangong's teeth were about to bleed, but Mr. Aaron was still smiling.

The smile that usually charms many ignorant girls and deep resentful women seems so hateful and hateful at this time......

It made Nangong itch his teeth, and he couldn't wait to punch it into two small cakes!

However, Nangong suddenly noticed. Mr. Aaron's smile seemed a little reluctant, and the karmic flame in his hand was also a little larger than just now.

"Could it be...... He is about to lose his support!" Nangong was overjoyed.

Ye Yan ...... Karma!

It's amazing!

It is worthy of professional soul-burning!

Even if it is as strong as Aaron, this sixth-order powerhouse in the top ten of Luojia City can only be suppressed for a while. And you can't completely ignore its damage, and then you finally can't support it, right?

"So...... It's up to who makes it to the end...... Then come on, who's afraid of whom!I'm here to see if your soul is strong, or my body is tough!" Nangong thought fiercely.

And even more gratifying......

I don't know if it's an illusion, Nangong suddenly felt that his body was not as uncomfortable as before.

He found that his body was adapted to the existence of magic energy, and the magic energy entered the body, and it was still hot, but I don't know when it started, and it was not so hot in the body...... And the heat is still waning.

Savor it, there is a hint of warmth, quite comfortable.

"Could it be that I'm a masochist, I've been abused a lot by demonic energy, and I still feel abused?" Nangong was startled by his thoughts, but as soon as he thought about it, he remembered three years ago.

Three years ago, when he was in Datang, when he had just entered the body of the Yanlong God and had not yet taken away, he had made some changes to his body, and he also inexplicably obtained the Shenlong physique......

Could it be that the Divine Dragon Physique can automatically adapt to the entry of all energy?

Even magic energy is no exception?

"That's even better!"

After being confirmed, Nangong was overjoyed again, and laughed fiercely in his heart: "Sure enough, it is the bitterness of the day, and the sweetness of today...... Fight with me, Mr. Aaron, you are not enough to work! Even the dragon helps me, I see how you fight me!

He has the body of the five virtues as the foundation, and the body of the dragon to adapt to the erosion of magic energy, which can be described as quite abundant!

Now I'm afraid of everything, but I'm not afraid of you!

Even if you are old and wasted, I will accompany you to the end!

Of course......

It's impossible to get old in the wilderness, and it's not the Yanlong God, and I'm not old in the wilderness......

I just need to use more energy than you and last longer than you, and that's it!

At this time, Mr. Aaron also seemed to realize that his situation was very bad, his face changed, and he said: "Nangong, you let it go! For Ah Zi's sake, as long as you don't steal the painting, we can still be friends." ”

Nangong grinned, and simply played a scoundrel: "If you let me go, I will let it go, if you don't let it go, I won't let it go!"

"Let go!" Mr. Aron suddenly turned his face.

As soon as the golden light on his body was sheng, he suddenly kicked out and kicked Nangong in the chest.

It was the first time Mr. Aron had done it since the two of them shook hands with their best friends...... Well, it's a move of the feet.

Mr. Aaron's right hand was caught by Nangong, and he was holding the painting in his left hand. Just as Nangong's hand can't be cowardly, people can't be cowardly, Nangong can't let go of the magic energy stone in his left hand, and Mr. Aaron certainly can't let go of the painting on his other hand.

So he can only play with his feet.

His kick should have wanted to kick Nangong himself and kick him away.

But Nangong's body is still in the golem. The Golem was smashed to scrap metal by Mr. Aaron's "Magic Light Cannon", but it did not completely dissolve, only a part above the shoulder. So Mr. Aaron kicked the golem's chest armor.

The bad is bad at this one.

Thanks to the excellent performance of the Peacekeeper, although Nangong was a little shocked, he was not injured, so of course, he was not kicked by Mr. Aaron as he wished.

However, on the armor on the chest of the Peacekeeper, there was an extra shoe print.

"I ......"

Hit a hard kick, and his whole body was suddenly shocked, Nangong wanted to say that he would not let go of death, but suddenly saw an extra footprint on the golem's chest, and couldn't help but beat wildly, and burst on the spot A sentence that usually does not explode when he dies is rough.

"Damn!"

The armor on the chest of the Peacekeeper Golem, Luruta introduced it clearly, it is made of the so-called "hardest" stone, gold and steel mixed with puppet clay, you can dismantle this golem, but if you want to break this armor, it is unthinkable.

Even if you are a ninth-order sage, it is impossible!

Unexpectedly, now Mr. Aaron kicked him casually, and he kicked out a footprint......

I suddenly remembered what little Bena had said when I was walking around Luojia City at night: This fake advertisement is so beautiful! I will give you eighty-two points, and the remaining eighteen points, I will divide it into three sixes and reward you!

......

Thinking of this, Nangong choked up again.

The reason why he dared to join hands with Mr. Aron was partly because of impulse, partly because he had the body of the Five Virtues as a foundation, and the rest of the reason was because of the hard armor of the Peacekeeping Golem.

But I didn't expect it to be ......

"False advertising kills people! What kind of stone and gold? What kind of puppet clay...... Flour pinched, right?" Nangong burst into tears.

At this time, Mr. Aron kicked again and asked, "Do you want to let it go?"

"Don't let go of death!" Nangong launched a ruthless attack.

"Then you will die!" said Mr. Aron, who suddenly laughed evilly, and his face, which was exquisite, was also terrified by the distortion.

The next moment, Nangong felt that his palm suddenly became hot.

This kind of hot is different from the kind of hot that magic can enter the body, but it is like the whole person being suspended on the crater, which is a sense of oppression from the soul.

Because it was terrible, it gave the illusion of piping hot.

The aura of heaven and earth suddenly surged, frantically condensing towards the palms of the two holding each other. Soon, a raging whirlpool was formed.

The whirlpool condenses and contracts, like a volcano, erupting at any time.

"What kind of trick is this?!" Nangong was shocked when he remembered the "Demon Penetration Light Killing Cannon" just now.

"Heh......" Mr. Aaron smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, his lips tightened, then opened, and he made a lip shape.

"Boom!" (To be continued.) )