"Spreading beans into soldiers, that's what it feels like?"

Ning Feng thought a little narcissistically, his face reflected in the golden light into pure gold.

The dark clouds in the sky pierced through the golden light, and the sun was sprinkled down after a long absence, and the people of Shenjiazhuang, who had not yet figured out what was going on, were all warm.

Each piece of the painting paper rolled up to the sky for the breeze was like dissolving in the golden light, and then one by one, tall and burly, wearing gold armor, or holding swords and guns, or carrying axes, and some were simply heavenly soldiers with grinding plates and big hammers.

"Where do you go!"

The heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals roared, and one by one the statues flew up and rushed towards the heavenly greeting procession.

"Who dares to meddle?"

The old demon's voice came out again, rumbling like angry thunder, and he was even angrier than thunder.

Seeing that the duck is cooked, there is still someone who wants to snatch it from the mouth?

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

The old demon was completely angry, and he cheered, I don't know how many monsters rolled down from the sky, and it was as if the dark clouds turned into a black river in an instant, bursting the embankment.

The golden light is against the current*apex*point*novel, the black clouds are pouring down, and the two sides collide together in mid-air, and in the sound of fighting in the sky, there is a heavy falling sound.

From the first moment of contact between the two sides, heavy objects fell to the ground incessantly.

There is no doubt that it is all youkai.

At least half of the human form was still in the battle, and when it fell down and smashed in front of everyone in the Shen family, it was either a tiger without a tail, or a bear without a palm, some of the monkeys lifted their heads, and some of the eagles folded their wings......

"Okay, good, God has eyes. ”

"Youkai, you also have today!"

“......”

The crowd lowered their voices through gritted teeth. Suddenly, a more childish voice appeared. It was a seven or eight-year-old child. Nervously shouted: "Come on, immortals!"

Hearing this voice, Ning Feng stumbled and almost didn't fall.

"Do you really think this is a stage, can you watch a play?"

Ning Feng couldn't cry or laugh, and at the same time, his expression was heavy.

He really saw that it was indeed all monsters that fell, but it wasn't that the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals were not damaged, but it was just when the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals fell. It directly turned into a piece of drawing paper, lost its strength and fell lightly, not so loud.

Ning Feng just wanted to make the people in Shenjiazhuang retreat, but with a "boom", a giant elephant with a broken trunk showed its original form, fell from the sky, and smashed on the sedan chair.

The sedan chair collapsed in response to the sound and flattened.

The elephant's tusks smashed long on the gate of the village, and the gate, which looked quite sturdy, simply collapsed neatly.

"Ahh~~"

After a moment of shocked silence, countless screams erupted.

"Wow". Without Ning Feng's urging, everyone ran backwards.

"Uh~"

Ning Feng watched this scene. I feel that my house is like a reef in the middle of the river, those people are the river, bypass him, and you can't see it at all.

It was impossible to see it, but Ning Feng's keen perception told him that everyone's eyes were burning with temperature, and they focused on his back.

He is the hope of all.

He, one step behind him, is the people of Shenjiazhuang.

He, one step ahead, is a monster!

"Then come on!"

Ning Feng took a deep breath, his hand swept over the table, a pile of rice paper spread out, "brush, brush", and the magic pen kept smearing on it.

"Go!"

"Go, go!"

"Go again...... And then go to ...... On ......"

Ning Feng chanted words in his mouth, like entering a magic barrier, holding the pen in his right hand without stopping, and his left hand kept throwing the scroll that had not dried the ink into the sky, and before he could land, he turned into a heavenly soldier and joined the battle circle.

Time is passing fast.

One, two, three......

Dozens of breaths were almost fleeting for Ning Feng, who was immersed in Danqing.

"Woo~Cover~"

Behind Ning Feng, Shen Jiazhuang, whether it was the Shen family or Zhuang Min, if anyone wanted to exclaim, or couldn't suppress their fear, just when they were about to speak, they would be covered by Zuo Jinren's mouth and covered tightly.

They were afraid of disturbing Ning Feng.

This didn't bother the situation to be serious, in case his hand shook, everyone would have to feed the monster.

Indeed, the situation is becoming more and more serious.

Dozens of breaths passed, and the swelling and numbness of Ning Feng's right hand reached the extreme, and he raised his head and let out a long breath.

When he made this move, the last few scrolls he threw out had just melted into the golden light, and one by one the heavenly soldiers jumped into the air, and they were immediately knocked down from the sky at a faster speed, and turned into picture scrolls again.

The whole process is like Ning Feng throwing a piece of paper on it, and then falling down freely, there is almost no difference in time.

The hedge formed by the dark clouds and the golden light, I don't know when it will start to move in the direction of Shenjiazhuang, and it won't be long before the battle will happen directly on Shenjiazhuang.

At that time, just the falling monster corpse can move the entire Shenjiazhuang to the ground.

"Can't stand ......"

Ning Feng was taken aback, "This will not be able to withstand it, that old cow eats tender grass monster is a little cow." ”

He was just immersed in the wonder of turning fiction into reality and what he saw was wysiwyg, and he couldn't stop at a moment's notice, so naturally he didn't pay too much attention to the situation of the battle.

At this moment, I took a breath and suddenly realized that the situation was not good.

Ning Feng's face finally became solemn, and all the thoughts in his heart rolled through like angry thunder:

"The magic pen is the only means at present, why can't it resist?"

"I've reached the limit of speed, is it a problem with the object being drawn?"

Ning Feng frowned slightly, and then ruled out this possibility.

"Heavenly Soldiers, Heavenly Generals, Door God Land, this kind is already the limit of the level of power that I can understand, and it is impossible to draw a stronger existence. ”

"Shakya Buddha, Heavenly Emperor Dao Ancestor, Heavenly Demon God...... Their form of existence, their height of power, and even their very existence are beyond the limits of my understanding, and it is impossible for me to turn them into reality. ”

"That's not the problem. ”

Ning Feng's mind turned, and thoughts flashed. How fast. That's just the time. The center point of the confrontation in the sky was tilted towards the location of Shenjiazhuang and crushed several zhang, and the situation became more and more serious.

Not only Ning Feng, but also the people in Shenjiazhuang saw it really, and they couldn't suppress their exclamations, and they couldn't cover it, and they came to Ning Feng's ears one after another.

"It can't go on like this. ”

"There must be something I didn't expect. ”

"Since it is not a question of the object being drawn, then it should be a difference in the means of use. ”

At this critical juncture. Ning Feng stopped instead.

As soon as his hand stopped, the golden torrent in the sky replenished and immediately decided, and a demon cloud formed by monsters sank, and the hideous heads of various monsters came out of the ground, shouting, cursing, and roaring, and pressed down like a mountain.

Ning Feng didn't seem to see it at all, and looked down at the magic pen in his hand.

He even closed his eyes, and what flashed in his mind was the scenes in Maleonn's study, the picture scrolls, suddenly. A flash of inspiration flashed.

At this time, the dark clouds of demonic energy rolled in. Ning Feng could even smell the fishy smell on the tip of his nose.

"Yes. ”

Ning Feng directly turned the magic pen a few times between his fingers, and threw out a little bit of ink.

"I'm using it too roughly. ”

"That's not how the magic pen works. ”

Ning Feng laughed, completely ignoring the swarming monsters, holding the pen and lowering his head, engrossed in it, and sketched a painting with the most intermediate.

In the painting is Shenjiazhuang, as evidenced by the vertical and horizontal views of Qianmo outside;

Above is the old demon, the sky is full of demons, and the rolling dark clouds are its barrier.

The brushstrokes are so simple that they are so clear that anyone who has seen them will never fail to recognize them.

That's enough!

Ning Feng Huo raised his head and faced the dark cloud monster for the first time.

His gaze was blazing, faintly shining, as if he could penetrate the layers of monsters through the dense demonic clouds, until he saw the old demon at the back, with a gloomy face.

The next moment, Ning Feng made a move.

"Snort", he didn't even look at it, and directly used a magic pen to pull out a long ink mark on the scroll.

The ink marks left and right, dividing a painting in half.

Half of them are the people of Shenjiazhuang and himself, and half of them are the dark cloud demons.

The ink marks were pulled out, Ning Feng kept moving, and pulled them back with the same force, the two ink marks coincided, the ink was full and rich, and it was as dark as night.

The magic pen is dotted, and a few folds are pulled out on the black line, as if it is an ugly line pulled out of the cracked stratum.

"It's done!"

Ning Feng took a slap in his hand, lifted the magic pen, and the tip of the pen lit on the paper, detached.

The next moment, golden light burst out on the paper.

The richest part of it is the rich ink mark itself.

This time, there were no heavenly soldiers and generals jumping out, and Ning Feng's gaze was not on the picture scroll, but staring ahead with interest.

Ahead, those youkai don't have such good interest and leisure, they are busy screaming.

"Ahhhhh

The monsters who were still screaming at the last moment screamed like they were facing a violent virgin, and their throats were about to be torn.

In front of them, between them and the Shen family Zhuangzi and Ning Feng, a pitch-black and deep crack rose from the ground, like the scene on the picture, splitting the real world in half.

"Boom~~~"

The earthquake trembled, like a huge earth dragon waking up for the first time after 10,000 years of sleep.

There was a loud noise, trembling, and the Shenjiazhuang was staggered, and even Ning Feng had to hold his hands on the table to barely stand firm.

"Great!"

Ning Feng didn't even look at his feet, all his attention was focused on the crack, concentrating on the monsters who were devoured by the crack.

In fact, there are not many monsters that are directly devoured by the crack, most of them are in the sky, except for one or two unlucky eggs who fell down and were directly swallowed by the crack of the mouth of the earth, the rest should not have been affected.

Who knew that when the crack was torn and the earth shook violently, a rich golden light burst out from the crack, constantly rolling down the monsters in the sky one by one.

As soon as the monster was swept into the crack, the scream stood up, and then it was silent again, and there was no need to think about the end, and I didn't dare to think about it.

The crack is constantly growing, and Shenjiazhuang, which is on the edge of the crack, is even more flat, being pushed backwards and towards a high place, when all the shaking is over, everyone in Shenjiazhuang looks at Tian Mo in front of them, as if they are standing on the mountainside.

"Is it enough?"

Ning Feng looked over and looked at the formation that was chaotic for the golden light of the land splitting and the monsters, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

In the attack of the Split Earth, nearly half of the monsters were damaged, but the remaining half reunited the demon clouds and made a comeback under the reprimand of a huge phantom.

"Not enough!"

Ning Feng lowered his head and stared at the painting in front of him for the second time...... (To be continued......)