With strong people such as the Konggong monk executing outside, Liu Feng is not worried about what chaos will happen. And he also let Lie Yan patrol around, with the power of a divine bird, to shock the world.

Liu Feng wants to use the next three days to improve the power of painting the Dao, so as to achieve the ambition of the fierce beast army as soon as possible.

The current space ball has also undergone substantial changes due to Liu Feng's continuous enhancement of cultivation. The aura here is more abundant, and it is stronger than any place in the Heavenly Son Pavilion.

Even, even more than the Sword Sect headquarters, it is a cultivator's paradise.

Not only that, but the defense of the space ball has also been greatly improved. For now, the powerhouses below the Thunder Tribulation cannot be shaken.

As for the hidden effect, it is naturally also blessed. If it weren't for the special ancient formation, even if it was an immortal powerhouse, they wouldn't have felt the existence of the space ball at all.

Of course, if you are bombarded by a strong person above the Thunder Tribulation, even if you are not discovered, you will be hit and shattered.

In Tubo, and even in the entire world, Liu Feng expected that there would be no thunder robbers. And the strong men of the dragon protection family did not dare to go beyond the rules and bombarded everywhere.

Therefore, as long as Liu Feng asked his subordinates to wear the official uniforms of the secular court, he could avoid the attacks of the dragon protection family powerhouses and ensure that nothing went wrong.

Even if there are one or two Thunder Tribulation powerhouses who come to provoke regardless of life and death, there are still fierce flames to bear.

The strength of the Blazing Flame is already the eighth order of the Thunder Tribulation, coupled with the super defense that the Phoenix Clan has, under the immortals, there is no fear. Whoever will provoke, there will be no forgiveness!

Inside the space ball, Liu Feng sat on the vast flat ground, stacks of drawing paper piled up in front of him. Yang Xingli and Wen Huang's two daughters, on both sides of Liu Feng, played a small song for him.

Liu Feng held a magic pen in his hand and kept waving ink on the drawing paper, and the paintings of the sea, sky, mountains and rivers were drawn, and immediately turned into physical objects and stored in the space ball.

In just one day, the interior of the space sphere has undergone earth-shaking changes, and it is no longer the desolate place it used to be.

Now, there are mountains and waters, plains and hills, similar to the outside world. It is a truly independent world, and I don't know how vast it is.

But because this is the world created by Liu Feng, his divine sense can spread to every corner. As long as he wants to arrange it, the idea arrives, and it can be done.

But in the east of this world, in a pitch-black place, Liu Feng's divine sense could not enter. It's like it's not a space ball, it's mysterious.

Moreover, every time Liu Feng wanted to explore there, he would be shocked back by a mysterious force, otherwise he would snoop, which made Liu Feng very curious.

This secret is only known to Liu Feng himself, and even Yang Xingli and Wenhuang's two daughters, Liu Feng has not told them. He knew that if he told the second daughter, they would definitely go to find out.

This is very dangerous and must not be allowed to go. Even Liu Feng himself did not dare to rush over. He had a strong premonition that that place should be the passage to get somewhere.

In the melodious sound of the piano, Liu Feng continued to paint one picture after another. But his brows were furrowed more and more, and his face was full of doubt.

Why hasn't the power of painting been progressed a little bit, and in what way can it be improved?

Liu Feng is a sword cultivator, and his understanding of kendo is not comparable to ordinary people. Knowing that the promotion of kendo must have three conditions: cultivation, actual combat and opportunity.

But along the way, Liu Feng didn't know how to do it. You can only follow the way of kendo, paint a lot, and understand a deeper truth in painting.

However, as a day and a night passed, stacks of paper were consumed, and the way of painting did not change in the slightest?

Wondering if painting by yourself is too simple to promote the power of painting?

After Liu Feng made up his mind, he no longer continued to draw maps of the sea, sky, mountains and rivers. These are dead things, no matter how big and difficult they are, they are dead things. You have to draw something alive to have a chance to increase the power of painting.

Living organisms, including plants and animals, and plants, are the original forms. Therefore, Liu Feng chose plants as the initial breakthrough to see if it could be completed.

Whew......

The magic pen kept waving on the drawing paper, and the outline of a small grass was outlined, and there was no resistance. This made Liu Feng very excited, and continued to draw in detail.

As Liu Feng progressed, the grass was finally fully drawn.

"Up!"

Liu Feng let out a low sigh, peeled the bead of grass out of the drawing paper, and placed it in the soil, it was really a real grass, very fresh and vibrant.

At this time, Liu Feng was more confident and immediately started the next one. This time, he wanted to paint not a small grass, not a flower, but a big tree.

Liu Feng didn't want to waste time, so he positioned himself higher to see if he could paint the big tree successfully, so that the next plan could go smoothly.

Looking at the grass swaying in the wind, Yang Xingli and Wenhuang were also extremely happy. Their husbands are able to draw living beings, as wives, how can they not be excited?

Liu Feng in the middle continued to wield a magic brush, drawing a towering tree, and on the branches, adding moss, weeds, small flowers and other small life forms.

This time, the painting went very smoothly, and it only took an hour to draw a large tree with other small lifeforms.

In this way, behind Liu Feng and the three of them, there is a towering tree that is more than 20 zhang high and has a wide crown projection of more than 10 zhang, which is full of vitality and luxuriant.

This painting consumed a lot of Liu Feng's spiritual power, but what he didn't expect was that the power of painting was still in place, and there was still no movement.

Liu Feng didn't bother, he still waved his magic pen and began to create a painting. Moreover, what he wanted to paint this time was no longer a plant, but an animal, a rooster.

Liu Feng closed his eyes slightly, pondered carefully in his mind, and considered every detail clearly.

In the middle of the sound, Liu Feng opened his eyes and began to sketch the rooster according to the steps in his mind.

The first thing he sketched was the outline of the rooster, and it was going very well. Then, there are the details in the outlines of the two wings, feathers, etc., and the progress is still no problem.

Gradually, the appearance of the rooster became clearer and clearer. When two hours had passed, it was almost all done, and only the last step remained, which was the black eyeballs.

At this time, Liu Feng had already consumed eight or nine out of ten spiritual power, making him sweat and wet his clothes.

Although it seems that everything is going very smoothly, only Liu Feng himself knows. In the process of painting, as the rooster's appearance becomes clearer and clearer, the resistance increases exponentially.

Especially in the next few strokes, each stroke consumes a lot of spiritual power, and there is a strong resistance effect, which does not allow Liu Feng to write easily.

Fortunately, Liu Feng is a cultivator who has completed the operation of the Great Zhou Heaven, and his qi sea is much deeper and broader than others, and his spiritual power is also much more abundant.

Therefore, he broke through the resistance and completed the rooster portrait, and he was only one last step, the finishing touch!

It's a matter of success or failure!

Liu Feng took a long deep breath and swallowed ten elixirs to replenish his spiritual power and ensure that he would not fail due to the lack of spiritual power.

At the end, Liu Feng held the magic pen in his hand and slowly stretched out to the's eye socket.