Chapter 309 Mysterious Brush!

"Thorn la la!"

The flesh and blood in the sky suddenly condensed a faint gray light, as if an invisible giant hand was holding on to those flesh and blood.

"Gollum!"

With the sound of a giant beast devouring, Feng Wanli was surprised to find that the spell mark on the blood sword in his hand suddenly emitted a black thick fog, looking from a distance, it looked like a beast devouring people.

??“ Whew, whew, whew!"

With a loud roar, the black giant beast instantly surged up to the ball of flesh and blood, and wisps of light blue light continued to surge towards the black ball of light along the flesh and blood.

"This spell can devour souls?"

Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, and a blue light flashed, but here he knew the effect of the spell mark on the blood sword, and there was a soul devouring over there.

The role of the Blood Sword is to devour blood.

One acts on the soul and the other on the body, so it seems that this spell mark can be regarded as increasing the strength of the blood sword.

"But the origin of this spell mark is too mysterious, so you should use it with caution!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he secretly said in his heart, his body turned slightly, and he couldn't help but look at the banshee behind him.

"Ah!!h

Seeing Feng Wanli's eyes sweeping, everyone was frightened and retreated again and again.

In everyone's mind, this human being in front of them was not easy to deal with, and he easily killed the aunt of the ruler of Wan Xianlin.

"Huh?"

Looking at the banshees, Feng Wanli couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but say secretly: "It stands to reason that I should kill this aunt, but why don't I have a systematic prompt sound in my mind." ”

Speaking of this, Feng Wan's complexion sank, and he couldn't help but secretly say, "Could it be that my aunt is not dead yet?"

"You... You killed my aunt!"

At the same time, the voice of the falcon-transformed man was suddenly heard in the distance.

"Golden Armor Samurai!"

Seeing the falcon illusioned man wake up, the faces of the banshees changed slightly, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

Hearing the movement behind him, Feng Wanli hurriedly turned around and looked towards the Golden Armor Warrior: "It turns out that this guy is called the Golden Armor Warrior, seeing that he has been living with his aunt, he should know something." ”

"Whew!"

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli's footsteps retreated slightly, and the figure disappeared in place in an instant, and a white light shone, instantly appearing in front of the gold-armored warrior, his right hand was like a hidden dragon, quickly pinched the neck of the gold-armored warrior, and snorted coldly:

"As the old woman's subordinate, you should know her details. ”

"Hmm!

The powerful force instantly fell on the neck of the golden-armored warrior, making it impossible for him to breathe normally, and could only let out a whimper.

"Ahh

Peony looked at the golden-armored warrior who was being pinched tightly, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly shouted: "He was choked by your neck, how can he make a sound?"

"Huh?"

Listening to Peony's concern, Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but think that it seemed that this birdman and Peony had a leg.

Thinking of this, Bai Hao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, his right hand shook, and the gold-armored warrior slipped from his hand like a sandbag, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The golden-armored warrior who was pinched by Feng Wanli's neck was white, looking at Feng Wanli, full of fear: "You... What do you want. ”

Feng Wanli touched his chin, looked at the golden-armored warrior opposite, and sneered: "It seems that that fairy cares about you very much." ”

The golden-armored warrior chuckled in his heart, looking at the wind, his face full of horror: "What the hell do you want to do!"

"Tell me all about that woman!"

Feng Wanli pointed to the pool of crimson flesh on the ground, and said, "If I want to control this world, how can I control this Ten Thousand Immortal Forest. ”

Hearing Feng Wanli say this, the golden-armored warrior's face turned pale, and he hurriedly shouted, "You also want to control us!"

"Phew!"

The golden-armored warrior smeared his saliva vigorously and scolded, "Even if you kill me, I will not surrender to you." ”

"Humph!"

Looking at the appearance of the golden-armored warrior, Feng Wan's face was cold, his right hand gently touched the blood sword in his hand, and glanced at the peony behind him: "Do you want to watch your beloved die in front of you?"

"How dare you !!"

Seeing that Feng Wanli set his eyes on the peony, the golden armor warrior's face was slightly red, and his whole body exuded bursts of strong demonic qi fluctuations, and a thick killing intent surged into the sky.

"Huh!"

The corners of Feng Wanli's mouth raised slightly, and with a slight throw of his right hand, the blood sword was like a sharp blade that disappeared in an instant.

"Whew!"

At the same time, a frightened whimper suddenly sounded in the distance.

The golden-armored warrior looked at the source of the voice, only to see a bloody sword against the neck of his beloved Peony.

"Stop!!"

The golden-armored warrior's face was full of horror, and he hurriedly screamed.

Feng Wanli looked at the golden-armored warrior with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Say it!"

If it was just to persecute the gold-armored warriors, maybe they didn't care about their own lives, and they would fight desperately with themselves, and this was not what Feng Wanli wanted.

"That control is the thing of this Ten Thousand Immortal Forest!"

The golden-armored warrior raised his hand and pointed to a palm-sized golden brush above the main hall.

"Huh?"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows slightly?? Looking at the golden brush in mid-air, I was happy in my heart, and I held it hard with my right hand, and an orange-red flame instantly condensed out on my right hand, and the blazing temperature could feel a burning sensation of burning the soul from afar.

"Go!"

Feng Wanli snorted coldly, and the fireball in his hand instantly gushed out, turning into a red stream, and hit the mountain rock heavily, and the golden brush on it fell from the air.

Looking at the golden brush that fell from the sky, he fished it out with his right hand and directly nested the golden brush tightly in his hand.

"Ding-dong! Get a magic brush!"

Listening to the sound of the system in his ears, Feng Wanli was happy in his heart, so in this way, didn't he control this magical painting world?

"However, why didn't the system sound when this aunt died?"

Feng Wanli touched his chin, looked at the kind of banshee in front of him, and couldn't help but condense secretly.

"See the master!"

"Bow down to the master!"

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And after Feng Wanli held the golden brush, the banshees in the distance suddenly knelt down one by one and knelt down towards Feng Wanli.

"Huh!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Feng Wanli was overjoyed in his heart and said, "From now on, you will only obey me!"

"Hmm!"

The black stone man scattered into black grains of sand, looking at the scene in front of him, was shocked, quickly turned around, turned into a black stream, and disappeared in place in an instant.

The strangeness of the black stone man, of course, can't be hidden from the wind.

"Come here!"

Feng Wanli looked at the golden brush in his hand and unfolded it for the first time.

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