"There must be some other way......

Ning Feng stared at a scroll with ink marks splitting, watching the golden light burst out gradually dissipate, and asked himself for the second time, groaning. ？

In the sky, the old demon drank vigorously, and countless demons followed one another, throwing themselves into the golden light bursting out of the cracks like dumplings, and all kinds of strange demons screamed and smiled, and moths put out the fire.

Moths have been pounced or ridiculed for countless years, but everyone knows that enough moths can be extinguished even in a blazing bonfire.

The great crack between heaven and earth drawn by Ning Feng with a divine pen is no exception.

At this time, whether it was Ning Feng or the people in Shenjiazhuang, it was the first time that they really saw the appearance of the old demon.

It is easy for people to seek profits, and it is difficult for people to die.

It is naturally not a simple matter for the old demon to lead a group of demons to die, fill the ravine, and consume the divine power.

When the first roar erupted from the old demon's mouth, he took on his original form.

Suddenly, above the lush black mountain, a branch was hideous, and on every leaf there was a human face smiling and struggling to escape.

Every branch was waving, and it landed on the monsters, all like whips, and while the demons screamed in pain, ugly grimaces appeared on the leaves, roaring directly in the ears of the demons.

After this change, any demon, whether it is a vicious tiger or a stone demon, is driven by fear, and forgets to die.

"Trouble. ”

Ning Feng's gaze passed through the demon that fell down like a dumpling and landed on the trunk of the old tree demon.

There, there is a terrifying human face made purely of tree scars. is opening its bloody mouth. Laughing hideously.

Ning Feng's heart was like a mirror: "I just draw another hundred cracks." Let's not talk about whether you can do it, even if you really swallow the little demons, what can you do?"

"This old demon is very demonic, God knows how many more subordinates he has to drive, who knows how many other means he still has to hide, and when the time comes, will he temporarily retreat or burst out?"

......

Ning Feng felt that his mind had never spun so fast as it did now.

In the environment of machine spirit dreaming, all his other means were blocked, and he could only use the magic pen under the premise that he could only use it. He has fully developed Ning Feng's fighting talent and instinct.

"Maybe ......"

With a flash of inspiration, Ning Feng suddenly smiled, as if he had thought of something very interesting, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

The background of this smile is that the cracks and ravines of heaven and earth are flattened, and the terrifying golden light is extinguished by moths fighting the fire.

“...... That's all right. ”

Ning Feng took the pen again, lowered his head, and used the pen like a pen without adding a dot, the tip of the pen that was always full of ink almost never left the paper, all of them were strange, making people unimaginable why the scene he painted like this appeared on the scroll.

on the scroll. Originally, the old demon was just a vague black dot, but at this moment, it has become a real appearance. When the grief-stricken demons swarmed like flies, Ning Feng even had the leisure to add struggling ghosts to the branches of the old demons and paint hideous human faces on the trunks of the trees.

At this point, Ning Feng raised his head and stared deeply behind the old demon.

In front and above, the demons swarmed in, and the aura emitted formed a miasma in the forest, and the mist-like demonic aura in the mountains seemed to be falling down.

If the sky falls, the trembling Shen family behind them is almost negligible, and Ning Feng is the tallest one, bearing the brunt.

If someone was close at this moment, he would see that the focus of Ning Feng's gaze was not on those little monsters at all, his gaze crossed everything, jumped over the old dryad, and fell behind his huge body.

Behind the old tree demon was not empty, those big demons who were stronger, more important, or less easily driven to death gathered there, as if waiting for the old tree demon to give an order, they charged with him, tearing Ning Feng and the entire Shenjiazhuang to pieces.

"Hahaha~~~"

Ning Feng suddenly smiled, and the magic pen turned around in his hand and fell, and the first drop of ink fell on the trunk of the old tree demon.

One horizontal!

One fold!

Two rough strokes, forming a knife-like shape, stuck in the trunk of the old dryad.

Two drops of ink, one falling in the air in the shape of a droplet, and one hanging on the edge of the knife, will not fall.

"In this way, will it work?"

Ning Feng casually threw the magic pen on the table, and looked up, his two eyes were blazing, as if they were two night pearls, and the light in them was enough to penetrate the demon clouds in the sky.

"Will it work?"

Ning Feng took a deep breath and his gaze fell on the old dryad.

At this moment, the demons were less than a hundred feet away from him, and they pounced;

At this moment, the old dryad laughed wildly, and the branches shaped like a thousand hands and thousands of arms were dancing wildly......

Suddenly—

"Ah~~"

The hideous face of the old dryad tree opened its mouth, as if it was about to shout something, but the exit became a miserable scream, the voice was high-pitched, and the gold pierced the clouds.

"It's coming!"

Ning Feng was overjoyed, not because of the scene that was happening in front of him, but because the ideas in his heart were realized.

The old dryad's screams were accompanied by the sound of rotten wood being pierced, Ning Feng never missed a wonderful shot, he saw a purple-gold knife head piercing through the old dryad's body and face.

A drop of dark green demon blood dripped down, and another drop hung on the head of the knife, which was about to fall, but not falling.

At this moment, the scene of God's pen is repeated in reality.

"It really can. ”

"Hahahaha~~~~"

Ning Feng stroked his palms and smiled, feeling that the most enjoyable thing was nothing more than this, the magic of the magic pen was developed by him, and the sense of accomplishment was indescribable.

"How dare you parasitize?!"

The old dryad roared, the bark peeling, the branches and leaves withering, the roots withering, as if all at once it had been exposed to the sun for ten days.

"You are a slave to my generation, give what you want, sooner or later you will die, why don't you dare?"

“...... Why don't you dare...... Why don't you dare?"

One by one, the answers that did not seem to be human voices were in unison, full of grief and indignation, and at the same time, at this moment, countless treasures suddenly burst out.

Both sides shouted in unison: "Erlang, kill!"

Originally, it looked like it was about to be drowned like the waves of the sea, and the demon clouds and demons that sank the entire Zhuangzi were divided into two factions, and they became one in the process of rescuing.

The demon clouds swept in the sky, scuffling and roaring, like locusts that had fallen from the smoke of burning straw, and they were miserable as they went.

At this moment, whether it is the old tree demon struggling on the line of life and death, or the so-called "mistletoe" who seized the opportunity to rebel blatantly, the two sides are fighting farther and farther away, I don't know whether to forget about Shen Jiazhuang, or at this critical moment, I don't want to provoke Ning Feng's hard stubble again.

"This ...... This...... Is that okay?"

The people in Shenjiazhuang looked incredulous as if they were in a dream, and they couldn't react at all, but they were saved? God knows that at the last moment, someone was pulling their children and grandchildren to explain their wills.

"That's okay......"

Ning Feng smiled dumbly, looking down at the magic pen that he threw on the table, still scrolling back and forth.

"The wonder of the magic brush is not only to simply turn the virtual into reality, but also to draw the 'effect', and the rules of heaven and earth make up the 'cause'. ”

"There may be various limitations in this, such as the result of the painting must be relied on, there is a basis, it may happen, right?"

Ning Feng was speculating in his heart, completely ignoring the demons in the distance, and the Shen family, who came forward timidly, fell into a deep groan.

"The reason why I drew like this before was because I observed that when the old dryad drove the other demons forward, most of the branches did not move, not only did not come forward, but faintly leaned together, this is a precaution, right?"

"The old dryad would rather fill in the lives of the monsters and drive them to spend time in a way similar to the ant-attached siege, rather than use his great powers and let those big demons take action, this is still on guard, right?"

"Since you need to be prepared, there is a possibility that something will go wrong, so I just need to draw the problem, and that's it. ”

"Is there a miracle between cause and effect?"

Ning Feng slowly picked up the magic pen, and in the palm of his fingers, he came out in a few circles, bringing out the fragments of the pen.

"Does such a treasure really exist?"

Ning Feng muttered to himself, as if he was asking a question to the magic pen.

The magic pen was silent, just a tremble.

In an instant, the whole world froze.

Ying Ying is blessed, grateful to the Miss Shen family;

Kneeling on the ground and bowing to the gods and goddesses......

Everything stopped, and the next moment, like a mirror shattered, except for Ning Feng alone, with one stroke, everything else flew apart.

Ning Feng's eyes flickered, and when he looked at it, he appeared in the study again.

This scene changed too quickly, he only noticed that the picture scroll with Miss Shen crying sedan chair became clear, and the looming fog dissipated, as if he saw the person in the painting laughing, but he didn't notice that the other picture on the left swept into a whirlpool, and a rich golden light burst out...... (To be continued......)