Look at the red ball in your hand that has taken shape!

Without saying a word, Wang slowly pushed the little red ball towards the pillar of fire in front of him......

Call!

The little red ball floats slowly in the air.

However, when the little red ball left the palm of Wang's hand, the small red ball, which was originally only the size of a shot put, began to grow gradually at a speed visible to the naked eye as it approached and approached the pillar of fire......

At the moment when the pillar of fire disappeared, the little red ball that Wang rubbed together just reached the corpse king.

Rumble!

The moment the red ball touched the Corpse King, a domineering flame power directly wrapped the Monk Corpse King again.

The sound of explosions resounded throughout the cavern, setting off a powerful wave of air.

Wang He looked at everything in front of him, and the solemnity between his eyebrows did not decrease in the slightest, because he could feel that the corpse qi of the corpse king still existed.

Suddenly, in the midst of this explosion, a black shadow seemed to move!

Immediately after that, a slash directly broke through the flames and swept towards the king's side.

Wang He looked stunned, his body fell backwards violently, and the moment he fell, a black light crossed in front of him, drawing an arc on the stone wall behind Wang He......

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the stone wall behind it suddenly shattered.

"Still so energetic?"

To be honest, the king is a little suspicious of life now.

If he hadn't used the fire element in this magma area, he would have fainted a long time ago, and the little qi energy in his body was enough for him to squander it so much.

However, this corpse king is also a little perverted!

Call!

A strange corpse qi was released by the corpse king again, blowing away the smoke and dust around itself, revealing its form.

The Corpse King is injured!

After receiving so many heavy blows from the king, there were also many scars on the corpse king's body, and his internal organs could already be seen in the deepest place.

At this moment, the Corpse King's eyes that were originally flashing purple turned blood-red at this moment, and it was obvious that the Corpse King was angry.

After Wang He stood firm again, he looked at the corpse king not far away, and a drop of sweat couldn't help but flow from his cheeks.

But at the moment, he has no other good way, and he is destined to be unbearable for a long time.

To be honest, although this magma area is the home of Wang He, it also restricts all the strength of Wang He on the other side.

There's really no way to do magic painting or secret painting here!

Maybe as soon as you draw it, the effect of the fake painting disappears.

Wait a minute!

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Wang He's mind, he remembered that he had read some books about corpse Gu when he was in the Wang family before.

These zombies basically react with the breath of a living person.

In other words, his eyes are actually ornaments and cannot be seen.

This is, the fire spirit on Wang He's body suddenly moved, as if he was communicating with him.

"Is it okay......"

Wang He was slightly stunned, this was a move he hadn't thought of, but then Wang He's eyes slowly became firm, and he muttered: "Little guy, don't fool me!" ”

After speaking, Wang He directly lifted the state of possession of the fire spirit, and condensed all the Qi he had in his right hand, forming a brush constructed from Qi.

Laugh at!

The king slashed his left hand, and a streak of bright red blood flowed from his palm.

With the pen and the blood as the ink!

Stare at!

A hint of red flashed in Wang He's eyes, and the Qi pen in his hand quickly drew on the ground, and soon a portrait of "Southern Fire Virtue Yingfu Law Enforcement Star Monarch" appeared on the ground!

Boom Boom!

This portrait of Huo De Xingjun, which was drawn with blood, instantly began to tremble.

God paints the shape, the secret painting invites the spirit!

Airplanes!

Accompanied by a sky-high red light, a red-haired immortal wearing a star crown on his head, stepping on red shoes, dressed in a red robe, holding a simple in his right hand, a seven-star golden sword hanging in his left hand, and carrying a white jade ring around his waist, suddenly appeared in front of the king.

"Go ahead! Lad! ”

Under Wang He's command, the fire spirit once again turned into a ball of flame and directly attached to this Fire De Star Monarch.

Buzz!

After a roar, this Fire Virtue Star Monarch woke up like an immortal.

Looking at the corpse king in front of him, the sword eyebrows widened, and the seven-star golden sword in his hand instantly turned into a flame sword!

Wang He was also so tired that he sat on the ground at the moment, and he was also a little surprised when he looked at the scene in front of him.

I really did it, and I gave the painting a spirit!

Most of the things painted by the fakes in the god painting are actually dead, and both plants and animals are under the control of the painter.

The secret painter is mainly based on the word "secret", and can be psychic.

This statue of the Southern Fire De Yingfu Law Enforcement Star Monarch uses the fine brush of the secret painting plus the splashing ink technique of the god painting, and finally the nature spirit adds a buff to this star monarch.

Three in one!

Sure enough, the mysteries of Danqing's technique are endless.

This is also the first time that Wang He has combined divine painting with secret paintings.

I saw that the Huo De Xingjun in front of him looked at the Chao King and rushed over to the Corpse King, and a touch of disdain couldn't help but appear on his face, as if to say that even a small corpse dared to be presumptuous in front of this Xingjun.

Huo De Xingjun's eyes widened slightly, and the flame sword in his hand fell suddenly.

Rumble!

As the Flame Seven Star Golden Sword fell, the Corpse King who charged forward instantly turned into dust in this blow, and the entire magma region was also split in half by this sword.

"! Awesome! ”

Wang He looked at all this in front of him with a slightly pale face, and sighed as he wanted to run.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the fire spirit suddenly popped out of Huo De Xingjun's body, looked at Wang He with a tired face, and without saying a word, directly drilled into Wang He's heart.

It was so tired, I didn't expect this Star Monarch to almost drain it with just one sword!

So, the fire elves have decided to strike, and they must have a good rest! The kind that can't be killed during this time.

This time, Wang He finally realized the magic of Danqing's technique.

In the past, he used the divine painting and the secret painting separately, but this time he was forced to have no choice, and suddenly broke out in a desperate situation, but he didn't expect the effect to be so awesome.

No wonder the old man always said that the technique of Danqing was no less than the Eight Wonder Skills, and now Wang He has finally mastered this point.

Originally, Wang He always felt that these two stunts seemed to be missing something......

Looking at the posture, it is necessary to combine and use it in order to give full play to the strength that Danqing should have.

However, why did the ancestor split such a powerful stunt in half?

Wang He quickly had an answer to this question in his mind, because the threshold is high!

It's hard enough to learn one, let alone two.

If you really pass on the Danqing technique completely, there will be a few people who can learn it, and maybe this skill will disappear in a few decades.

Presumably, the old ancestor decided to split this stunt into two parts, and it was also a last resort.

Wang He thought about it in his heart, and said in his heart: So, can I be regarded as mastering another Eight Wonder Technique?

This time it was a bumper harvest!

I can't help but get my hands on the natural elf, and I accidentally understand the true use of the Danqing technique.

Just when Wang He, who was walking in the tunnel, couldn't stop the excitement in his heart, he suddenly saw that not far ahead, Zhong Li was sitting on a stone smoking a cigarette, and the ghost hand wizard next to him was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

"Yo, you're done here?"