Several people looked at the old man, I had heard people say that the battle between the demon race and the human race was a battle between several people, and it was rare to hear that the human race had more than a dozen fights.

"Senior, I'll stay and help you share some of the pressure, right?" Joan looked at the old man, who was also worried that he would fall.

In Kyushu, the Shidan realm may not be so important, there will be one in tens or hundreds of years, but the Jindan realm is too difficult, which involves the comprehension of the Dao, and it may not be possible to achieve success in hundreds of years. Many people were trapped and died in the Sitan realm.

The fall of every Jindan realm in Kyushu is a huge loss.

"No, I can fight them for 300 rounds. The old man's sleeves were fluttering, his face was calm, and he was confident.

"Old man, are you okay? Don't get tired and break your old waist. Yan Zhen reassured, "Actually, we can think of other ways." ”

"Fuck off, you little troublemaker. The old man took out a pen and a scroll, his momentum was slightly heavy, and after shaking his arm and drawing two pictures, he raised his head to catch them up, "Why don't you leave?"

"When you finish writing your suicide note, we'll give it to you. Yan Zhen glared at the old man and said nonchalantly.

He could see that the old man did have that confidence, otherwise he would not have stopped and waited for the arrival of the three demons.

"Mother-in-law, it's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, I think it's better for us to do things today!" Yan Zhen looked at the three black lines in the sky from far to near, as long as the three ancestral demons could be stopped, the Red Devil Cave might be like that.

According to the information he received from Fei Yin, it was impossible for a Demon Lord-level figure to stay in the Great Xia King Realm very often. To be precise, they were still not used to the suppression of the Heavenly Dao of the Great Xia King Realm.

Yan Zhen's suggestion is a risky move. However, if it can succeed, it will be a clever move and a stroke of genius! In a short period of time, it will be possible to solve the problem of Linzhou's lack of combat strength.

"The closest to here is the Seven Demon Palace, Lin Yi, you go and call Sister Hua Butterfly and the Brake Bear, and we will go to the Red Devil Cave. "Yan Zhen has already made plans, Hua Die and Lin Yi are both good at formations, and the spirit stones he carries with him are enough, as long as the space door is sealed, the stronghold of the Red Devil Cave in Linzhou will become a turtle in the urn.

Of course, it is also risky to attack the Red Devil Cave, and if one is not careful, when the demon lord comes, everyone they go to will be finished.

The old man was also stunned when he heard Yan Zhen's plan. Not long ago, they had just probed the enemy, but now they were in a hurry to attack the Red Devil Cave, and they were preparing to start the war in advance!

He was going to remind Yan Zhen and the others, so that they would not cause trouble at this juncture and make trouble for Emperor Xia.

I didn't want Yan Zhen to strike first, so I rubbed a copy of the information I got from Fei Yin and gave it to him.

After the old man understood, he was also stunned, this matter was very important.

In the past, he thought that Yan Zhen was just a little bit of a little talent, but this time of getting along made him know that Yan Zhen would definitely not be untargeted.

"I'll go back to Emperor Xia first. The old man took out a piece of sound transmission jade, silently recited the secret words, and sent the news back to the Xia Emperor's Palace, "If the Xia Emperor agrees to your actions, I will do my best to kill these three ancestral demons." If you don't agree, you might as well go home!"

Yan Zhen thought for a moment and nodded.

It can only be like this, if the old man doesn't stop the three-headed ancestral demon, just with the overall combat power of Linzhou, it is really very suspenseful. Moreover, this old man's strength is enough to bring them back to Yan Mansion and let them stay honestly in the state city.

After the arrival of the three ancestral demons of Haoyu, Liuqi, and Liqi, they did not have the slightest mud and water, and directly attacked the old man with all their strength.

The three of them formed a battle formation, the horn Yu made the hammer, the Liuqi used the grass, and the liqi held the scepter in his hand.

The old man was not afraid and threw out the picture he had just drawn.

In the picture, the splendid mountains and rivers are thousands of miles, the mountains are majestic, the clouds and mist are ethereal, the canyons are vertical and horizontal, the lakes are like mirrors, like a fairyland on earth, like a dream, giving people a feeling of being real and not real.

The mountain and river diagram expands and includes the three ancestral demons in the diagram.

At this time, the mountains and rivers changed again, the sky collapsed, meteorites fell, birds of prey stretched out their claws to sneak attack, and other unknown fierce beasts came out of the valley one after another, and when they saw the three ancestral demons, it was like meeting a great enemy of life and death, and they pounced on them with their teeth and claws.

"Hehe, let's have some more fierce material!" The old man kept drawing all kinds of powerful beasts into the picture one by one.

Yan Zhen and the others were dumbfounded, this is really a miraculous skill, using paintings to fight against people, can it be a little more awesome?

Ever since the old man began to paint, he has been smiling, as if he was hand-painting a scroll of amazing paintings.

In the painting, the three ancestral demons rushed left and right, but they couldn't do it, the three of them were separated in different areas, just rushed through a dangerous pass, and the next moment they fell into the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and the fierce beasts that went forward and followed rushed towards them desperately, drowning the place where they were.

"The wind and thunder rise from the ground, sit and watch the tide of the sea!"

The old man stopped painting and wrote a line in the upper right corner of the scroll.

In the painting, the landscape changes suddenly, the vicissitudes of life are all in a thought, and the small characters seem to be the truth of heaven and earth, suppressing the scroll, and the three ancestral demons are swallowed by the roaring waves.

"Wow!"

They struggled to get up, turning into a demonic god that stood up to the sky and the earth, and the demonic qi surged, and the big waves rolled upside down. The three of them stood like giants in the vast sea, their pupils emitting a terrifying crimson light, releasing a terrifying aura that destroyed the world and the earth.

"I don't know how to shake the light, and make idlers laugh!"

The old man continued to pick up the pen and happily added a line of words.

A red star with a radius of tens of thousands of feet tore through the sky and rolled down into a heavenly fire.

Thunder and lightning surged, flames scorched the vast land, and the sea boiled.

Under the red star, the demon god was like the most humble ant, and the three ancestral demons faced the heinous natural disaster, just looking up stupidly, and finally gave up the struggle and waited for the arrival of the red star.

The old man's eyes were quick, and he turned his hand and stamped a large seal on the scroll, leaving a large red stamp. He silently recited the secret mantra, and contentedly rolled up the scroll, and smiled.

"Old man, you're smiling a little obscenely!" Yan Zhen rubbed his little hands, this skill is really high, "brush brush brush" and pull a few strokes, and the three demon ancestors will be suppressed, which is much stronger than the combination of flying swords and summoning skills.

"Why are you talking like a bear child?" said the old man, stroking his beard and smiling.

"Pull it down! I kill demons in groups, how can I be like you, so poor and exquisite, and I have to recite poems and paint, which shocked me with goosebumps. Yan Zhen flashed to the old man's side, tugging at his sleeve and rummaging, "I also like to practice calligraphy and drawing recently, I think your pen is good." ”

The old man mentioned Yan Zhen and beat him hard, "Who said that you gave me a suicide note just now, you bear child, you just owe discipline." ”

"Gotta smack me, old man. I'm telling you, you're in trouble. Yan Zhen hugged his arms and his face was serious, "Do you want to be private, or public?"