Fantasy: I, Invincible Start From The Prodigal!

"In our painting and cultivating circle, although there are some people who have a spirit-devouring pen, the tree age of the spirit-devouring Xuanqingmu that makes the spirit-devouring pen is basically less than three hundred years old, and it can't be compared with my spirit-devouring pen at all!"

"So, if you want to win against me, unless your brush is also a spirit-devouring pen, and the age of the spirit-devouring Xuanqing wood is more than 900 years old, otherwise, you can't win against me!"

The white-haired old man looked at Ye Feng and continued with a smile.

Snapped!

As the voice of the white-haired old man fell, Ye Feng took out a spirit-devouring pen from the system space and said directly: "Old senior, then help me find out what the spirit-devouring Xuanqingmu used in this spirit-devouring pen is. How old are the trees?"

"Um?"

"You really have a Spirit Devourer in your hand!"

Seeing the spirit-devouring pen that Ye Feng took out, the old man's face also showed a hint of surprise!

Hahaha!

However, when the white-haired old man checked the spirit-devouring pen that Ye Feng took out, he suddenly burst out laughing, with a hint of madness in his demeanor!

"Ten thousand years of soul-devouring Xuanqingmu!"

"It turned out to be made by the ten thousand year spirit-devouring Xuanqingmu. This old man would like to call this spirit-devouring pen the No. 1 spirit-devouring pen in the mainland!"

After speaking, the old man gradually calmed down and looked directly at the spirit-devouring pen in the box that he regarded as a treasure.

brush!

The old man took out the spirit-devouring pen in the box and threw it out, and then carefully put Ye Feng's spirit-devouring pen into the box.

This operation of the old man directly made Ye Feng look bewildered.

"Is this ready to be robbed?"

After reacting, Ye Feng was directly excited!

"Can't use Destruction God Eye!"

"We have to give the prodigal guards a chance to come out and get some air."

"Let's just officially protect the prodigal family. Both the one-armed lunatic and the little girl are in the Sect, so there are still eight left. I hope it's not the barefoot guy, and the best one I haven't seen before comes out!"

Um?

Just when Ye Feng was thinking about who would come out for a while, he suddenly saw the white-haired old man across from him handing over the box with the Spirit Devourer to him.

what's the situation?

I took off my pants, you turned the movie off for me?

This is the feeling of Ye Feng now, this is all ready to fight back, but you sent things back with a box with formation attached?

"Little friend, your spirit-devouring pen is useless to others, but in the eyes of painters, it is a priceless treasure. You must not take it out arbitrarily in the future, otherwise it will very likely cause you to be killed!"

After shoving the box to Ye Feng, the old man also reminded earnestly.

"Didn't you just want to grab my Spirit Devourer?"

Looking at the box in his hand, and at the white-haired old man opposite, Ye Feng also asked in surprise.

"Snatch your Spirit Devourer?"

"Although I don't know who you are, but there are three God of War secret guardians of the Chiyang Kingdom, even if I have this idea, can I dare?"

Said, the white-haired old man's eyes also looked directly out the window, indicating that Ye Feng's three major protectors of the country, the God of War, were guarding outside the window!

"so close!"

"It's so scary!"

"I did have that thought just now. If it wasn't for the three God of War outside unintentionally releasing a killing intent when I put the Spirit Devouring Pen in the box, I'd probably be a corpse now!"

The white-haired old man was also extremely frightened at this time, and he did not expect that the seemingly ordinary young man in front of him would be so terrifying!

groove!

The three Gods of War don't look at the paintings carefully, why do they run after me, and finally meet a hostile element, is it easy for me!

After learning the reason, Ye Feng also showed a wry smile with a deep sense of helplessness.

"Little friend, I lost the bet this time. I will send you a set of things you need for painting in a while. As for your additional conditions, you can come to me at any time, as long as I don't fly to the upper realm, forever efficient!"

Knowing that Ye Feng's identity is not simple, the white-haired old man quickly cashed his bet!

"Don't wait any longer."

"I need you to help me draw nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven paintings!"

Why not 10,000 pictures, because Ye Feng was going to leave three spirit-devouring pens to take back for Bai Lei to use. After all, Bai Lei needed to complete three paintings.

"Many, how many?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the white-haired old man's eyes instantly turned round. This was to make him draw to death!

"Don't worry, I need these paintings by you, they are just ordinary paintings, they don't need to contain any artistic conception."

Seeing the frightened white-haired old man, Ye Feng also explained with a smile.

call!

Hearing this, the white-haired old man let out a breath. If it was an ordinary painting, it would be easy for him, let alone 9,997, even 10,000 paintings would not be difficult. !

"Chen Ming, immediately bring up 10,000 sets of ordinary painting items."

Immediately afterwards, the white-haired old man also shouted directly to the handsome young man downstairs. The old voice penetrated the wall and clearly entered the ears of the handsome young man downstairs.

"I'll give you the brush!"

Hearing the old man's words, Ye Feng also began to take out the spirit-devouring pens one by one from the system space.

Why!

Outside the room, the three God of War sighed together after seeing this scene through Divine Sense.

They are not painters, so they don't know much about this kind of spirit-devouring pen, but the white-haired old man has just explained it. Since Ye Feng can take out a spirit-devouring pen made of ten thousand-year-old spirit-devouring Xuanqing wood, now The spirit-devouring pens taken out one after another are absolutely the same!

Recalling the torture they suffered yesterday, at this moment, they even began to sympathize with the white-haired old man, which was even more uncomfortable than killing the other party!

"Little friend, you, don't you want me to paint with these 10,000-year-old soul-devouring black green woods!"

The white-haired old man was really going crazy when he saw the densely packed Spirit Devouring Pens in front of him. He never dreamed that Ye Feng would have so many.

It's ridiculous that he also regarded the spirit-devouring pen made by the nine-hundred-year-old spirit-devouring Xuanqingmu as a treasure. Who would have thought that people would not even take a ten-thousand-year-old spirit-devouring pen seriously!

"That's right, just use these spirit-devouring pens to paint, just use one to paint a picture!"

"Because I'm short on time, so you can draw a jerk!"

After speaking, Ye Feng was worried that the old man would not be able to draw, so he deliberately gathered Spirit Power on his fingers, and drew a chicken on the table beside him so that the old man could easily follow the drawing!

A small circle, draw a large circle below it, draw a < in front of the small circle, and draw two tree branches like the word 'small' below the big circle, do you call this a cockroach?

Anyway, why did you draw your eyes!

Seeing the chick drawn by Ye Feng on the desktop, the white-haired old man's breathing became rapid, as if he would faint from anger at any time!