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18. Pomo Immortal Figure

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    Bai Qiuran was in mid-air, wrapped in layers of the scroll, which was tightly attached to his body, and a human figure collapsed, trying to swallow him into the painting.

    The Black Snake King fell from mid-air and saw the White Bear King stepping out of his formation with the help of a formula. His face was covered in cold sweat, and behind him were a large group of elite monster clans who formed a formation to provide him with mana.  aid on.

    He looked to the left and right, and found that except for his own demon king, all other demon king-level existences had been beaten to death by Bai Qiuran. At present, there were still four intact demon kings left on his side, while Bai Xiong was the only one left on the opposite side.  King and White Fox King.

    Chance!

    The Black Snake King raised his hand without hesitation, and the demon essence in his body boiled, turning into a cloud of poisonous clouds that filled the sky and condensed in the palm of his hand.

    "Don't even think about it!"

    Five or six beams of divine light shot out from the broken mountain below, breaking up the poisonous cloud gathered by the Black Snake King, and the White Fox King, covered in smoke and dust, rushed out from under the mountain, stretching out his folding fan to stop the Black Snake King.

    But at this time, the white bear king urged again, and the bundle of giant paintings in the sky had the tendency to suck Bai Qiuran in.

    Suddenly, the huge painting swelled with a bang, and countless white sword qi shot out from the gaps in the painting, turning into sword shadows all over the sky, piercing the body of the White Bear King with blood holes.

    The White Bear King kept bleeding from his mouth and nose, but he still insisted on closing it. With the support of the hundreds of elite monsters behind him, the scroll snapped together and successfully included Bai Qiuran in the painting.

    "not good!"

    The Black Snake King was startled, turned his head and shouted to his allied demon kings:

    "Quickly stop that bear!"

    Hearing this, the White Crocodile King, Eagle King and Kao King rushed towards the seriously injured White Bear King and attacked him, but it was too late, and the White Bear King had already manipulated the giant painting to stop them in front of them.  All attacks are resolved.

    This giant painting is amazingly powerful. It not only contains the human sword ancestor, but also under the control of the White Bear King, it suddenly rolled towards the direction of the four demon kings.  It was included in the picture scroll by this giant painting.

    The White Bear King stretched out his hand, and the giant painting shrank and closed, turning into an ordinary ancient painting, and fell into his hands. Then he turned his head and shouted to the White Fox King:

    "Walk!"

    The White Fox King opened the folding fan, and the light radiated out, and received the Flying Tiger King, Ape King, Dragon King, and Prime Minister Yun Kun who were seriously injured and dying on the nearby battlefield into the fan.  There was a voice with a cold murderous intent.

    "Where to go?"

    The sound of the zither was like thunder, with the meaning of killing, like a galloping army of thousands of horses, hitting the white fox king's defense.  It is the piece "Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning" played by Su Xiangxue.

    The White Fox King gave a wry smile, and the Nine Tails behind him stretched like a peacock spreading its tail, and opened and closed the folding fan in his hand, doing everything with all his strength, emitting a divine light that filled the sky.

    The sword energy and the divine light collided, and the surrounding scenery was immediately urged and devastated.

    The White Fox King withdrew from the range of the aftermath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then turned into a white light, and flew towards the distance without looking back.

    And behind him, there is also a white phantom, chasing after him, following him persistently¡ª¡ª

    "Ouch."

    After being swallowed up by the giant painting, Bai Qiuran found himself in another small world, with green mountains and flowing water, tomorrow is in the sky, and there is a small village in the mountains, which looks very cozy.

    He looked at the surrounding scenery loudly, then took Zhixian from his waist, and asked:

    "Zhixian, can you show me what kind of baby this is?"

    "Um?"

    Zhixian seems to be taking a nap. Although he has lost his body and soul, he can no longer do things like sleep, but when he is extremely bored, he will use this way of "giving up thinking" to relax himself, so that  Enter a state similar to sleep to pass the time.

    After hearing Bai Qiuran's call, he came to his senses, the green soul fire in his eyes froze, and he quickly analyzed the origin of this baby.

    "This magic weapon is called Pomo Immortal Picture."

    Zhixian replied:

    "It's a fairy relic from the enlightened period Strange, when is the enlightened period? Is it an era longer than the Eastern Green Immortal Dynasty? How could the fairy's relics end up in the demon world and fall into the hands of the demon clan?"

    "One problem was solved, and three more problems were added."

    Bai Qiuran closedSensing it with his upper eye, he said:

    "Very well, the Northern Demon Realm and the Imperial Capital Army retreated, the Black Snake King and the others were brought in, and Xiangxue was chasing after themeverything is proceeding according to plan."

    "Can this fish out the remaining two maps?"

    Zhixian couldn't help asking.

    "At least one can be caught."

    Bai Qiuran took out the old map fragment from the storage bag, which had been marked by him.

    "In any case, these are all relics left by the great ancestor of the demon clan. The demon kings of the northern demon world may not be able to ignore them, but Prime Minister Yun Kun must find a way to take it back from me. Moreover, this painting  Painting is not as simple as sealing people into a different space, right?"

    "yes."

    Zhixian replied:

    "In this painting, all kinds of fairy phantoms will continuously appear to attack people who enter it. Every fairy phantom has the strength of an earth fairy."

    "The realm is so high?"

    Bai Qiuran blinked.

    "The owner of this painting is not a simple fairy, is he?"

    "Yes, the message from Great Wisdom said that the original owner of this painting was an immortal."

    Zhixian's voice was a little confused.

    "Is the Immortal Venerable a level above the Earth Immortal, only in the Immortal Realm?"

    "maybe."

    Bai Qiuran took a step forward.

    "Look, I just need to lure that Pomo Immortal to attack me, and then I pretend to be invincible and besieged and get seriously injured and unconscious. Isn't this script great?"

    "Great, but how do you know how good it is?"

    Zhixian replied:

    "As the confidant of the Yaozu, you are a serious problem. If you act too fake, people will definitely not believe it."

    "This is simple."

    After thinking about it, Bai Qiuran replied:

    "I will use one-twentieth or one-thirtieth of the strength, regardless of the self-healing true energy, I will pretend to be dead when I run out, and I can hit as much as I can."

    "That's fine too, try it."

    Zhixian looked forward.

    "coming."

    Bai Qiuran raised his head, on the gentle hillside in front of him, at some point, an ink-like mark suddenly appeared.

    This piece of ink changed unpredictably in mid-air, and finally turned into an old fairy with unclothed clothes and a big belly, staggering, naive, with all the facial features squeezed into a ball, and a scruffy beard.

    It lifted its feet and walked towards Bai Qiuran. A faint black color rose around its feet, forming a cloud of mist to accompany it.

    Immediately afterwards, it let out a chuckle, stretched out its fist, as if drunk, and punched Bai Qiuran crookedly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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