Platinum Dragon's move can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

If there is really a strong force behind the ancient paintings, they should stand up when the ancient paintings are in danger.

This is also the reason why the platinum dragon does not show up, in case there is really a strong person behind the ancient painting, he will only be angry with the demon ape, and will not go to the trouble of the platinum dragon.

After all, the platinum dragon has countless excuses to shirk his relationship with the demon ape.

If the force behind the ancient painting is the Demon Spirit King, then there is nothing to be afraid of, and when the time comes, you don't have to do it yourself, the Demon Ape will be able to deal with the Demon Spirit King.

This wishful thinking played very well, and no matter what the situation was, it would not be harmful for the platinum dragon.

The Heavenly Demon Ape walked towards the ancient painting with the God and Demon Wand in his hand, and every step he took made the earth tremble violently, and cracks appeared on the ground.

The wand of the god swiped on the ground, and a deep ravine appeared, and there was a loud noise.

"Boy, if you have any hole cards, take them out quickly, or you will die today. The Demon Spirit King said uneasily.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in the eyes of the ancient painting, but in front of him was a demon ape comparable to the realm of the king of paintings, this was not an ordinary demon beast, but a fierce beast.

Compared to demon beasts, fierce beasts will be more vicious.

"Roar!"

The Heavenly Demon Ape roared at the ancient painting.

At this moment, the Babel Demon Ape is completely controlled by the platinum dragon, and unlike the painting, the Babel Demon Ape in front of him is a real fierce beast, and it will not consume any spiritual energy when controlled, but will only consume some spiritual power.

The Heavenly Demon Ape stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, jumped up, and in an instant, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the rubble flew everywhere.

The demon ape held the god and magic wand and smashed towards the ancient painting, and before this stick arrived, the ancient painting felt a strong sense of suffocation.

If this stick falls on the ancient painting, it will turn the ancient painting into a pile of powder in an absolute instant.

The ancient painting hurriedly drew an iron-armed violent ape, and the iron-armed violent ape stood with the Tongtian Demon Ape, which was very funny.

The size of the iron-armed storm ape is already very large, but in front of the demon ape, it is still an insignificant ant.

Ancient paintings can actually make the body of the Iron Arm Storm Ape bigger, but in that case, the aura consumed will be more, and only by keeping it as it is now can the strongest strength of the Iron Arm Storm Ape be brought into play.

"Roar!"

The demon ape roared, as if with a hint of mockery, and the god and magic wand that had originally smashed towards the ancient painting suddenly reversed direction and smashed towards the iron-armed storm ape.

Bang!

After a loud bang, the body of the iron-armed storm ape disappeared directly.

There is no chance of any reaction at all, the gap between the two is too great.

The ancient painting was also hurt a little, and his brows were furrowed.

Watching the Tongtian Demon Ape walk towards him step by step, although the pace of the Tongtian Demon Ape was not fast, but every step out, it was a few feet away, and two or three steps came to him.

The Heavenly Demon Ape raised his foot again and stepped towards the body of the ancient painting.

If this is stepped on, the ancient painting will turn into powder in an instant.

But that terrifying pressure made it impossible for the ancient paintings to dodge at all, and they couldn't even use the strength to lift the pen to paint.

"Isn't there a strong man behind this kid?" In the distance, Bai Jinlong had been witnessing the battle on this side.

The big feet of the demon ape seemed to be a small mountain, pressing towards the ancient painting.

The ancient painting was a little out of breath, his face was extremely pale, and he desperately urged the shadow to dodge.

But he couldn't escape from the big feet of the demon ape, and he couldn't rush out of this huge oppressive force.

Seeing that foot was getting closer and closer to him, Gu Hua's body could no longer bear the huge oppressive force, and he knelt on the ground, and a trace of Yin Hong's blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Demon Spirit King in the Ancient Painting Storage Ring was also desperate at the moment, and in this case, the Ancient Painting could no longer escape.

On the other side, the platinum dragon was proud in his heart.

"Even the demon spirit didn't appear, could it be that this kid is playing tricks on me, he really comes from a small city?"

Seeing that the big feet of the demon ape were getting closer and closer to him, the Beastmaster token in the ancient painting storage ring suddenly trembled.

"Hmm, boy, what's going on?" the Demon Spirit King asked, confused.

The ancient painting felt the token tremble, but it was useless now, because he didn't know where Long Bo was, and even if Long Bo felt that he was in danger, he wouldn't dare to come over in a few seconds.

The ancient painting took out the Beastmaster token, and the golden light released from the beastmaster token, which kept trembling in the ancient painting's hand.

And just after Gu Hua took out the Beastmaster token, the original oppressive force disappeared in an instant, and the big feet of the demon ape like a hill above his head also moved away.

Looking at the demon ape, he knelt on the ground at this moment, kowtowed to the ancient painting, and his head hit the ground, causing the earth to tremble violently, and unfathomable ravines appeared.

"Hmm, what's the situation, why is it suddenly out of control?" Platinum Dragon raised his eyebrows, urging his spiritual power to manipulate the demon ape, only to find that the demon ape didn't pay attention to him at all.

At this moment, the ancient painting has a feeling that it has been closed from the ghost gate, and I can't imagine that it was Long Bo who saved him.

Gu Hua was also surprised in his heart, he knew that this Beastmaster token was useful for demon beasts, but he didn't expect that the Beastmaster token was also useful for fierce beasts.

In this way, how terrifying is Lombard's strength.

"Boy, this, this token is so familiar, what is this?" the Demon Spirit King asked.

"Beastmaster Token. "The ancient painting didn't hide it, and it didn't hurt to let the Demon Spirit King know.

Hearing the words of the ancient painting, the Demon Spirit King was already shocked and speechless.

It was originally a big crisis, but I didn't expect it to be resolved in an instant, and the ancient painting didn't cost a single soldier, just simply took out the beastmaster token, and subdued this heavenly demon ape.

"Evil beast, kill him for me!" the platinum dragon walked out angrily.

However, the demon ape didn't even look at the platinum dragon, and looked at the ancient painting with a respectful face, and there was a strong jealousy in his respectful eyes.

"Demon Ape, go kill him. ”

Gu Hua tried to order.

As soon as the ancient painting's words fell, the demon ape immediately stood up from the ground, holding the god and magic wand, and looked towards the platinum dragon with a pair of flashes of anger.

Bai Jinlong's heart trembled, how could this be, how did this kid control the demon ape?

Bai Jinlong hurriedly took out the dementor flute, it stands to reason that the demon beast controlled by the dementor flute can control it for at least ten days, but he has only controlled this demon ape for a few days.

Could it be that the realm of the demon ape is too high, so the control time of the dementor flute is also limited?

When Bai Jinlong thought about this, he immediately got a trace of comfort in his heart.

Then I saw that the platinum dragon began to play the dementor flute, and the sound of the flute was still harsh and unpleasant.

After the flute sounded, the Demon Ape's expression changed, and he was originally angry and faced the platinum dragon, but at this moment, he put away his anger and released respect in his eyes.

"And so it was. The platinum dragon sneered.

And the Dementor Flute in his hand had been used three times, and it was directly scrapped, and he directly threw it in the distance.

The Platinum Dragon's spiritual power felt the connection with the Demon Ape, and immediately controlled the Demon Ape to walk towards the ancient painting.

Seeing this, the ancient painting shook the Beastmaster token in his hand slightly.

The demon ape, who was originally walking towards the ancient painting with an angry face, suddenly stagnated, turned around again, and looked at the platinum dragon fiercely.

Bai Jinlong looked stunned, what was the situation, how could he lose control of the demon ape in an instant?

He didn't allow him to think too much, only to see the Heavenly Demon Ape smash a blow at him.

The wand of the god and demon drew an arc in the air, the space exploded, the wind howled, and the terrifying force smashed towards the platinum dragon like a flood beast.

Even though Bai Jinlong was in the realm of painting kings, he didn't dare to take this baton hard, and hurriedly urged his body to dodge.

After pulling some distance, the platinum dragon took out his paintbrush and drew a flaming lion.

The Flame Lion spat out flames and wanted to set up a flame formation.

However, the platinum dragon seemed to have forgotten that what was in front of him at the moment was not a simple demon ape, but a demon ape controlled by an ancient painting.

Under the control of the ancient paintings, the demon ape held the god and magic wand and smashed at those flames, not allowing the formation to be formed at all.

The destructive power of the Heavenly Demon Ape was amazing, and the formation was disrupted with three or two sticks, and the god and demon wand was stained with a ball of flames, and a stick smashed the flame lion.

Bang!

After this blow, the figure of the Flame Lion instantly dimmed, and after a flicker, it disappeared directly.

And the platinum dragon also flew out upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Bai Jinlong stabilized his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the ancient painting with a fierce gaze.