The way of heaven is so big, the opening rewards a hundred years of internal strength

"Shall I destroy your painting?" Liu Lang was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a hint of bewilderment.

"It turns out that the mural in the tunnel was painted by you!"

"It's my masterpiece. It was a masterpiece that could have been completed with twelve flesh and blood, but it was completely destroyed by you."

When the painter said this, the drawing board in his hand suddenly opened, and then the drawing paper began to shake gently.

"Do you know how much effort I spent on that painting spirit? If it can be completed, it may be promoted to a destruction-level painting spirit. Therefore, today I plan to integrate you into my painting and become my painting spirit." The king of ghosts in the picture of the night walk of ghosts."

While the artist was talking, images were suddenly outlined in the top painting on the drawing board. These images were either blue-faced and fangs, or their hair was disheveled, or they were grinning. Their faces were as hideous as the legendary ghosts.

"You want me to be the king of ghosts in your painting of Hundred Ghosts at Night? I'm afraid you're not qualified!"

Originally, he wanted to investigate the murals in the tunnel to see if he could find any clues, but he came to the door directly, and the strange ability he displayed made him feel a little shivering down the spine. After all, this is our waste This is the first time my brother has experienced such a thing.

However, as a time traveler, he must not be able to embarrass the time traveler. The skills of the king of mouth cannons are directly full, and he has a good father. Although Liu Lang doesn't know what to do, he is not afraid.

"Human! What's the use of dying? It's like the eighth-rank warrior just now. Even if he has more than ten years of internal strength, he still can't fight against my painting spirit."

"You too~"

As the painter's last words fell, the top drawing paper on the drawing board began to float up, and then the ghosts with ferocious faces on the drawing paper began to show fierce colors.

"Aww~" Under Liu Lang's condensed eyes, a group of ghosts began to grab the drawing paper and crawled out from the drawing paper.

"One-horned Hercules, One-eyed Demon, Tongue Monster, Sawtooth Ghost, Mind Digger..."

With the voice of the painter full of ridicule, monsters and ghosts began to appear in front of Liu Lang's eyes. The one-horned Hercules who came out first was the most burly, reaching a height of [-] meters. With the horn on his forehead, the overall The height reaches [-] meters, and the whole body is full of muscles, which makes people feel timid at first glance.

The one-eyed demon is more like a ball, except that the blue-red bloodshot eyes occupy more than half of its body.

There is also a basilisk with a tongue that is nearly half a meter long, a red-faced serpent with a mouth full of jagged teeth, and a slender mind digger with a pair of long and narrow arms. . . .

Each of the five ghosts was astonishing. Almost as soon as they appeared, the artist waved his hands in a hunting gesture.

"Five ghosts, go and tear up your prey! His limbs and head are your rewards. However, after his flesh and blood are integrated into the picture of the night walk of the ghosts, you will live in peace in the future. After all, From now on, he will be your ghost king!"

Following the painter's playful voice, the one-horned Hercules standing in the front roared up to the sky, and rushed towards Liu Lang with heavy steps like a heavy truck.

"Dare to destroy my precious masterpiece, I will punish you for imprisoning you in the drawing paper forever and become my painting slave."

Seeing the one-horned Hercules coming to Liu Lang, and then raising his huge palm to slap Liu Lang fiercely, the painter's face revealed a hint of ferocity and cruelty.

"Let me test how powerful these demons and ghosts of yours are."

Seeing the one-horned Hercules slapped down with one hand, Liu Lang's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and then he raised his hand to welcome it.

"Looking for death." The painter who saw Liu Lang's movements showed a hint of disdain.

The palm of the one-horned Vigorous is at least half the size of Liu Lang's fist. In addition to the huge figure of the one-horned Vigorous nearly 1.8 meters, compared with Liu Lang's body of nearly [-] meters, it is not at the same level in the eyes of others. contest.

Moreover, he is very aware of the weight of his painting of a hundred ghosts walking at night. This is a top-notch destructive drawing paper that he has filled with the flesh and blood of nearly a hundred people. The strength of each monster is at least equal to a 50-year internal force. Seventh rank warrior.

In addition to the special strength of each monster and ghost, even a sixth-rank warrior must treat the power they explode with caution.

"Boom~"

While the painter was waiting for Liu Lang to be smashed to the ground by the one-horned Vigorous, after a dull sound, a huge figure stepped back again and again with heavy steps. A feeling of shaking the ground.

"This is... how is it possible."

Seeing the one-horned Hercules being beaten back again and again by Liu Lang's punch, the artist, who had a joking expression on his face, froze immediately.

"That's it... I thought it was awesome?"

With a steady mind, Liu Lang directly exploded his 80-year internal strength, and added a nine-level physical strength to test this big guy. Unexpectedly, it was just an 80-year internal strength explosion without using martial arts, and the one-horned giant ghost couldn't hold it anymore .

"It's a bit of a skill, no wonder it can ruin my masterpiece, but this picture of a hundred ghosts at night is not just a ghost."

Seeing Liu Lang punching back the one-horned giant ghost, the painter frowned, and when he finished speaking, a wet tongue directly tied Liu Lang's leg amidst the sound of piercing the air.

"The long-tongued monster doesn't have a retractable tongue, and there are thousands of barbs on its tongue."

Following the painter's words, Liu Lang really felt a sharp pain in his bound legs, and blood flowed out of them immediately.

"Asshole~"

Liu Lang was furious. After all, he possessed hundreds of years of internal strength, so why was he injured so easily? Thinking that he underestimated his opponent, he was ready to explode with all his might.

Just when he was about to explode with all his might, the other three ghosts also rushed forward. The One-eyed Demon, the Sawtooth Ghost, and the Mind Digger moved out together. Under the influence of the red light, Liu Lang felt that his spirit was being impacted. Therefore, when he wanted to respond, his body was out of control and generally not subject to the instructions of his brain.

At the same time, the sawtooth ghost grinned directly to the back of his ears, and then planned to devour Liu Lang's head in one bite, and the mind digger also appeared behind Liu Lang, with his hands fiercely thrusting towards Liu Lang's heart At this point, the ferocious force seemed to dig Liu Lang's heart out of his body.

"Damn it, the secret skill 'Outlaw Madman' is activated."