"It's too much, it's too terrible," Wang Daofeng trembled all over, cold sweat broke out, and the whole person was stunned, standing there and muttering non-stop.

Everything that just happened, although his physical body was imprisoned, his consciousness was not stopped, and what he saw and heard could still be processed by his brain.

The bear's paw that tears through the void.

The black lotus magic light that cracked the bear's paw.

A blood-colored halberd stabbing out of a void rift.

Collapsed heavens and earth.

There is also the follow-up of the legendary Three Emperors Hallows.

In a short period of time, he experienced a horrific event that he had not experienced in the eighteen years since he was born.

I also saw the world's high-level existences that should have been impossible to reach in a lifetime.

It's a crazy experience.

Syllable!

Zhao Zhao calmly twitched the back of Wang Daofeng's head, making a crisp sound.

Wang Daofeng was clever, only to feel a cool and moist air flow rushing into his brain, which made the rigid and frozen brain break the seal in an instant.

His whole body shook, and Wang Daofeng recovered from his demonic stupe.

"Are you awake, your psychological quality is too embarrassing for the teacher."

Zhao Zhao reprimanded: "Maybe I should expel you from the door, lest your master be unhappy and slap you to death."

The human race in the desolate world coexists with the immortals and Buddhas, unlike the blue stars in the previous life, the immortals, Buddhas and demons are all myths.

To survive in this kind of world, you should learn to face up to the existence of gods, Buddhas, fairies and demons from an early age.

Wang Daofeng lowered his head, with a good attitude of obediently being trained.

He wanted to refute.

It's not that he's timid and too cowardly, but the level of existence that just appeared is too high.

If he were just an immortal cultivator in front of him, he would definitely be neither humble nor arrogant, but this is the great god of the soldier, Emperor Xuanyuan, a terrible demon.

Is that comparable to ordinary fairies, demons, Buddhas, and demons?

There was a slander in his heart, but Wang Daofeng didn't say anything, and said very sincerely: "Don't be angry, the teacher is not good-hearted, and he is embarrassed to the teacher, please don't clean up the door, so that the disciple can continue to study with the teacher."

"Oh, didn't you just say that the teacher was going to die, don't bother you as an innocent," Zhao Zhao said with a playful smile.

Wang Daofeng's chest was suffocated, vomiting blood and wanting to die, but he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

Syllable.

Wang Daofeng gave himself a mouthful.

If he had known that the background of what the teacher said was true, he would not have escaped so unbearably.

But at the same time, offending Nuwa Niangniang, Emperor Xuanyuan, the god of soldiers, and the Jade Emperor, how many people between heaven and earth can be safe and sound.

As long as you're not stupid, anyone will get rid of the relationship.

this wave.

This wave is not his royal instigation, but the teacher hides it too well. If the teacher had said that he was a saint disciple earlier, he would not have made jokes.

Yes, it's the teacher's fault.

"The disciple knows that he is wrong, please forgive the teacher, and please know that if the teacher hadn't concealed the identity of the master, the disciple would not have been so ashamed, the teacher is clear," Wang Daofeng sincerely knelt down in front of Zhao Zhao and buckled his head.

Dig the groove.

Zhao Zhao's eyes widened and he raised his hand to directly slap Wang Daofeng, a bad disciple, to death, and he was so angry that he was angry.

"Hahaha, good apprentice, you can accept this apprentice, not bad, teach well, you know."

Seeing that the lively voice was not too big to hear, the corners of Zhao Zhao's mouth twitched, and he helplessly put down his hand.

Well, he himself has become the fun of his teacher Rahu, helpless.

"Get up, just now your master interceded with you, and I will spare you this time, since you know that you have inherited the Dao system of the master, if this kind of thing happens in the future, be careful of your little life," Zhao Zhao threatened.

"Yes, teacher, the apprentice knows," Wang Daofeng breathed a sigh of relief, got up and smiled, and looked at Zhao Zhao with great diligence.

"Okay, put away your hippie smile, watch the teacher paint, if you can't learn the way of comics, I'll slap you to death," Zhao Zhao scolded angrily.

Wang Daofeng nodded frantically, took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality, concentrating on the hanging paper wall.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao eliminated distracting thoughts and began to continue to urge the Black Lotus Light to print the pictures in his memory on a piece of white paper.

Soon, the first issue of a total of 90 pages of drawings was perfectly reproduced, and the picture quality and clarity were upgraded to a higher level.

"Do you understand?"

Zhao Zhao put away the black lotus magic light, turned his head and asked Wang Daofeng.

Wang Daofeng didn't answer when he heard this, but closed his eyes, and the expression on his face was sometimes suddenly realized, and sometimes his brows were tightly locked, as if he had entered a state of epiphany.

Zhao Zhao smiled and nodded slightly.

This cheap apprentice is indeed a good seedling of painting, and his understanding is excellent!

At this time, the vitality above his head suddenly fluctuated, and it turned into a hammer that smashed on Zhao Zhao's head with a 'bang'.

"Oops, who hit me".

Zhao Zhao covered his head and squatted down, tears rolling in his eyes, this hammer really hurts, much more powerful than the hammer of Rahu not long ago.

The pain level has directly increased several times, and there is an illusion that the brain has been smashed open.

"Dare to write the death of the palace, this is a small punishment and a big commandment, a little heavenly demon, so you can do it yourself," Qingli and majestic voice sounded, answering Zhao Zhao's question.

Along with the sound, there was also an illusory jade hand, reaching out from the void and grabbing at the paper wall.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the picture on the paper wall comes alive, and is pulled out one phantom after another, layer upon layer, and finally turned into a comic book, which is held by the jade hand and retracted into the void and disappears.

Immediately after the jade hand, more than a dozen large hands stretched out from the void and grabbed the drawing.

The dazzling sword light lit up, and a sword slashed through the void and descended.

The breath of destruction burst out of the void, surging like a tidal wave, destroying these great hands that had descended across the distant void.

Eventually, only two hands pierced the Tides of Doom and took away a copy of the paper wall drawing.

"Hehe, women are just careful eyes, and they will not lose a piece of meat when they make up a few sentences."

Rahu's voice sounded again, and the projection that had just left appeared in the room again, and he reached out to grab the sketch in the air, and pulled out phantoms to condense into a comic book.

"Teacher, what's going on".

Zhao Zhao rubbed the swollen bulge on his head and asked depressedly, his eyes constantly glancing at the comic book in Luo Hu's hand.

Luo Hu glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, it's not the teacher who beats you, it's Nuwa who beats you, you write her to death, and it's normal for her to beat you out of anger."

As for those hands just now, they are all great people who came to copy your comic works.

However, if you make a move for the teacher, you can really take it, and you will know Taishang and Houtu."

With an explanation, Rahu retracted the projection and disappeared in place.

"Ah, not teacher, didn't you say cover me? Nuwa Niangniang beat me, why don't you help stop me," Zhao Zhao asked in surprise, looking puzzled.

Rahu's voice came from the void: "Hmph, if it weren't for the teacher's cover, you would have been slapped to death by Nuwa."

Let it go, the teacher will keep you from dying, and whoever dares to kill you, I will kill whomever I want."

"Ah, that's how you're covering me," Zhao Zhao questioned loudly and dissatisfiedly with a puff of bruises on his forehead.

He felt that he had been tricked, and at this moment he wanted to rush back to the Heavenly Demon Realm to punch Rahu.

He did the same.

The Heavenly Demon Body disappeared in place, shuttling through the void and reality to the boundary wall of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

Zhao Zhao was about to pass through it, but it seemed to hit the tempered glass, and the whole person bounced back directly, and fell into a dizzy state on the spot.

After a while, he regained consciousness.

"Teacher, you actually banished me," Zhao Zhao gave a thumbs up to the Heavenly Demon Realm Boundary Wall with a dark face.

The next moment, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi converged into a smiling expression and appeared in front of Zhao Zhao.

The corners of Zhao Zhao's mouth twitched and sighed.

When he met such a teacher, he was really convinced!

"Hehe, hehe, Shigong is really humorous," Wang Daofeng, who had already opened his eyes and witnessed everything, smiled awkwardly and expressed his opinion.

This is the Demon Ancestor?

This is the Demon Path Saint?

The painting style is too unserious, it won't be an impostor, but the sword just now is really too strong!