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Emperor of Heaven, Emperor of Heaven, Emperor of Heaven, Your enemies have all come here, and you haven't chased after you for a long time, don't you take a break?!

Sang Sang roared in his heart, his face was not obvious at all, and he moved the first-aid cabin next door over, and held a bunch of medicines for treating external and internal injuries and blood tonics, and drove the uninvited guests to the bathroom to take care of it by themselves, completely acting like an ignorant girl who doesn't know the world and doesn't understand the sinister hearts of people.

I don't know if she pretended to be too similar, or if the Black Hole Venerable pushed the boat along the water, and the uninvited guest laughed and followed her instructions.

"The Black Hole Venerable should be a star-level powerhouse, but the coercion that leaked out, at most the high-level saint level, the aura fluctuations on his body are unstable, is it because the Heavenly Emperor has devoured too much energy?"

Sang Sang dragged out a blank stone slab half a meter long and wide from the corner, and took a grid box to the side of the paint bucket that was almost half a person high to choose the color. The paint bucket is the primary color, there are only 12 kinds, squeeze a little into each of the 72 boxes, add telekinesis and mix thoroughly, and match the new color.

The Black Hole Venerable was covered in water vapor, and walked into the studio with the smell of medicine, and saw Sangsang busy in front of the paint bucket.

Sang Sang heard the footsteps, turned around and smiled so much that his eyebrows and eyes were bent, and said crisply: "You wait a minute, I will draw you a suitable healing work, these works on the wall that stimulate the activity of mental power, gather energy and transform mental power do not seem to be the right symptom with your injury, your breath fluctuates unsteadily, what you need should be a work that stabilizes mental power." But you're better than me, I can't see too much, if only you told me about the symptoms. ”

The Black Hole Venerable looked at her little face, which was not as big as her palm, and her face was childish. In the clear eyes, there is only the innocence that belongs to the child. He thought that a low-level holy realm would not be able to recover much if it was used as nourishment. But if she can keep it, with her talent for being able to become a saint in her teens, maybe she can cultivate a future Venerable. Moreover, her paintings are just right for him now.

Thinking like this, the Black Hole Venerable's expression became more gentle and kind: "Thank you, little leaf. Do you have a spare light brain here? My light brain was damaged in the Nebula Storm. You need to tell your loved ones that you're safe. ”

"Yes. Sang Sang agreed without hesitation, put down the paint box, and took out a watch-type spare light brain from the drawer of the drawing table. handed it to the other party, and said matter-of-factly: "After you use it, remember to delete the traces and return them to me, this is what Xiaobao put inside." He knew about it. Definitely going to cry nose. ”

The Black Hole Venerable was not angry, and smiled well, but after taking the light brain and connecting to the star network, his brows furrowed again.

Sang Sang blinked and asked, "What's wrong?"

The Black Hole Venerable shook his head, returned the light brain to Sang Sang, and said, "This place is too close to the Nebula Storm. The star network was affected and could not be connected. ”

Sang Sang patted his head: "It seems to be." I forgot, they told me not to run around, because they were afraid that if I changed places, I couldn't contact my brain, and they wouldn't find it. You can leave a message. Don't worry, you are so strong, your relatives must be very relieved of you, and you will not be anxious if you lose contact in a short time. When my brother and they come, you hide and follow our boat, and you will be home soon. ”

The Black Hole Venerable smiled and said, "You are such a good boy. ”

Sang Sang lowered his head, blushed, picked up the paint box to adjust the color, and muttered: "Uncle, you haven't said anything about your injury?"

Black Hole Venerable said: "I have stubborn energy in my body, which will absorb mental power to grow, if your painting can expel alien energy, it will be even better." ”

"Xenogeneous energy. I did draw it before I became sanctified, but your strength is much higher than mine, and I'm not sure if it will be useful. Sang Sang frowned, quickly let go again, and said seriously to the Black Hole Venerable: "But don't worry, I'm very powerful, as long as you are not a star powerhouse, I will definitely be able to draw a work that heals you, let me think about it." ”

Sang Sang lowered his eyes and pondered, did not forget to mix the pigments in his hands, and pondered in his heart: the stubborn alien energy that can absorb mental power, the Emperor of Heaven had suffered like this at the beginning, and now it has been replaced. If you guessed correctly, it should be the power of time and space of the Emperor of Heaven. If it is the power of devouring, it will come from the same source as the Black Hole Venerable, and it will definitely not pose a threat to the Black Hole Venerable.

It's a pity that just looking at the wave sensing is not clear enough, if only I could go to the Black Hole Venerable's mind to take a look.

Forget it, who would dare to let a stranger's mental power enter and exit her brain? No matter how harmless she pretended, Black Hole Venerable was not a three-year-old child, so she wouldn't let go of her mind so easily.

Speaking of which, the Emperor of Heaven said last time that the power of time and space is different from other energies, there is no limit of time and space, no matter how far apart it is, he can sense it. If he has the opportunity, he will plant a seed in the enemy's brain, and then he will directly absorb the energy of others through the medium of seed......

Sang Sang pondered in his heart how to dig out the energy of the Black Hole Venerable to replenish the Heavenly Emperor, the Black Hole Venerable didn't know it, didn't bother her, just looked at it on the side, and praised the young talent in his heart, no wonder he could achieve the name of the Holy Painter at a young age, and when he was serious, he was as calm as an adult.

The Black Hole Venerable sat cross-legged and meditated to restore his mental power, as if he had no defense against Sangsang.

That's right, at the age of ten years, he is not even a fraction of the age of the Black Hole Venerable, and his grandsons are a few rounds older than Sangsang.

Although it is doubtful why the Holy Painter Momiji will happen to be here. But he had already checked his surroundings, and there was only one person on the entire planet, and even if the enemy wanted to ambush, he would not let a promising child ambush here. Besides, even if his strength had dropped to the seventh or eighth order of the Sacred Domain, the ordinary high-level Sacred Domain was no match for him.

Because his devouring energy is extremely domineering, the outside world has mixed evaluations of him, those who have been his nourishment have scolded him for being eaten by people and die, in the past few years, he has been entangled by the space sage, and the other party is also a person who can devour energy, he really dares to curse and become a reality, now it's okay, the heavens bless him.

After Sangsang finished painting his new work, he moved the stone slab in front of the Black Hole Venerable, and when it was almost a meter closer, the Black Hole Venerable suddenly opened his eyes.

"Uncle, you're awake, let's see if this painting is right?"

Sangsang's crisp voice made the Black Hole Venerable stunned, smiled back, and then looked down at the work in front of him.

This is a "Spiral Nebula Map", and the colors of the picture are not dazzling. Dark blue and silver white, the edge of the vortex is purple, and it has the characteristics of aggregation, transformation and stability.

Sangsang twisted his little hand. Sitting there, his left foot on his right foot and his right foot on his left foot with his right foot nervous, his clear eyes staring at the Black Hole Venerable: "We are in the starry sky, it is appropriate to draw the starry sky." I don't know the nature of your energy, or the nature of your xenotype, but xenotype energy absorbs your telekinesis. There is only one reason, your mental power is unstable, so you let the xenos take advantage of it. Make your telekinesis stronger. And stable, there will definitely be nothing wrong with this setting. ”

The Black Hole Venerable looked at the painting, then at Sangsang, and the corners of his lips rose. With a wave of the hand. The Spiral Nebula Atlas floated to him.

He held the slate and looked at it for a long time, then closed his eyes and entered his telekinesis into the painting.

Long.

The Black Hole Venerable opened his eyes, his eyes were shining with brilliance, and he didn't see decadence, his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Sang Sang, and he asked excitedly, "Your painting can purify mental power?"

Sangsang's eyes widened innocently. Nodded stupidly: "Of course, this is a must." Restore mental power, activate mental power, and purify mental power. These three are essential for saint-level healing works. ”

The Black Hole Venerable gently stroked the picture that had not yet dried, dyed a little white on his fingertips, then took a deep breath, put down the "Vortex Nebula Map", and said to Sang Sang seriously: "Little Yezi, do you know? You are a genius, you will definitely become a great painter in the future." ”

"Ah, that's too blunt. Sang Sang's eyes were shining, his cheeks were red, he lowered his head, and twisted his hands shyly.

The Black Hole Venerable laughed, laughed and laughed, and turned into laughter, even his chest shook and he couldn't stop laughing.

He was too excited, telekinesis recovery potions did not exist for ordinary Hemians, but at his level, telekinesis recovery elixirs smuggled by level 4 civilizations were not uncommon. However, like all restorative potions, telekinesis potions have a disadvantage, that is, if you drink too much, your telekinesis will become mixed.

It is difficult to communicate the laws of mixed telekinesis, so if it is not necessary, try not to use telekinesis to restore the potion.

Works that can purify mental power, even in a fourth-level civilization, are rare, and it is basically impossible to smuggle them out.

Unexpectedly, today, when he fell into the Pingyang Dragon Trapped Shoal, the treasures that he couldn't ask for before were delivered to him, and they came in such a timely manner, which was exactly the time when he needed it most.

His current trouble, in addition to the xenogeneous energy in his brain, is because he has drunk too many potions, and his mental power is mixed, and he is almost out of control.

Heaven doesn't want to kill him.

"Very good, very suitable, little leaf, you are awesome. The Black Hole Venerable leaned over and stroked Sangsang's head with a smile.

Sang Sang endured it, his hands were twisted tightly, his face was red, he rubbed in the palm of the other party's hand like a cat, squinted his eyes and said, "I like to draw the most, just be suitable." Actually, it would be nice to go to your head and see what the situation is, but they say it's annoying...... Otherwise, if I open up the realm, you come to my realm, and I will use the power of the realm to check for you, and I will definitely draw more suitable works, so that you can get healthy as soon as possible. ”

The Black Hole Venerable's heart moved, and it was difficult to accept this kind of thing by letting other people's mental power go to his mind, but it was not impossible to go to other people's realms. He now regarded the Holy Painter as a lucky star.

"Didn't anyone tell you that the realm of the Sage can't be casually entered, especially those who are stronger than you. ”

Sang Sang said with a bitter face: "Brother, they have all said it, but you are a patient, if you don't check carefully, you can't draw a completely symptomatic work." Uncle, you can't resist Oh, although my domain is very strong, but for you, it is still relatively fragile, in case it breaks, you will not be able to draw saint-level works in the future. ”

Black Hole Venerable nodded: "Okay, I won't resist." ”

Sangsang's eyes sparkled: "Well, let's pull the hook." ”

The Black Hole Venerable said in his heart, sure enough, he was still a child, and nodded with a smile and pulled his little finger.

Sang Sang looked serious and serious: "Get ready, I'm going to open the field, one, two, three, start." ”

The Black Hole Venerable suppressed the devouring power that he subconsciously wanted to pounce on, admiring the realm that surrounded him, worthy of the Holy Painter Momiji, and the floating in the realm were all healing works.

Sangsang's crisp and cheerful voice sounded in the field: "I'm going to start checking, there will be energy to approach you, don't fight back." ”

The Black Hole Venerable put his hands behind his back and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Come on." ”

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