The Great Villains of the Heavens: The Retired Heroine at the Beginning

"As long as you can make him unable to concentrate, asking God is considered a failure."

"Okay, I'll cast a spell on him now."

Mu Xue dropped a sentence, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to cast spells.

the other side.

With Jiang Bai's calligraphy and painting.

The portrait of the judiciary god on the dragon's skin became clearer and clearer.

The aura above the temple became more dignified and depressing.

Just when Jiang Bai was about to finish painting and calligraphy.

With a puff.

A mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

Fang Linger hurried forward to support Jiang Bai, and asked worriedly;

"President, are you okay?"

Jiang Bai waved his hand towards Fang Linger, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said;

"I'm fine, I can continue to draw."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Bai picked up the pen and continued to paint.

Ten seconds passed.

1 minutes passed.

10 minutes passed.

Jiang Bai's writing speed is getting slower and slower.

From time to time, a mouthful of blood would spit out from the mouth.

But Jiang Bai did not give up.

He knew in his heart that it was easier to ask God than to send God away.

In this world full of variables.

No one can guarantee whether there are gods or not.

But he believes there is.

Otherwise, how did the Chang'e menstrual blood licked by Jinlun come from?

"By the way, Jinlun!"

Jiang Bai suddenly remembered one thing.

He was thinking about painting Erlang God just now, but he forgot to draw Xiaotiangou.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bai picked up the pen and quickly drew a portrait of Jinlun next to Erlang Shen.

Kachacha....

Thunderbolts resounded in the air.

Visions arise between heaven and earth.

One after another black clouds condensed into the figures of Erlang Shen and Jinlun in the sky.

Shennongjia.

The three Fu Yi brothers sat together.

Looking at the natural phenomenon above Jiang's ancestral house, Fu Yi muttered to himself;

"Crazy, Jiang boy is really crazy."

"It's not good for him to invite that kind of god, but he insists on inviting this master who listens to the tune and doesn't listen to the announcement."

"Isn't this nonsense?"

"Brother, should we help him?"

Shen Er asked solemnly.

Fu Yi fell silent!

There was hesitation in my heart.

He has a way to help Jiang Bai ask God to succeed.

But the price was too heavy, it was the lives of the three brothers.

"Brother, let's make a move!"

"You said that the catastrophe of heaven and earth should be on Jiang Bai's body."

"The three of us, brothers, have already lived long enough, so why continue to linger on."

Xuanyuan's three expressions are serious.

Chapter 371 Please God to succeed.

Why--!

Fu Yi let out a long sigh, and suddenly had a choice in his mind.

His eyes swept over Shen Er and Xuan Yuan San, with a look of reluctance on his face, reluctantly saying;

"Second brother, third brother, you and I have shared joys and sorrows for 170 years."

"Nowadays, the world has changed a lot, and it's time for us to fulfill our responsibilities."

"Brother, just speak! We all listen to you."

Shen Er and Xuan Yuan San said in unison.

"it is good!"

Fu Mian straightened his face, and shouted in a deep voice, "Second brother, third brother, condense the Dharma appearance."

"Let me use our remnant bodies to help Jiang boy with his last strength."

"understand!"

Shen Er, Xuan Yuan San and Fu Yi sit and stand in a triangular shape.

On top of their heads, a picture, a tripod, and a sword appeared respectively.

A monstrous aura emanated from the three of them and rushed straight into the sky.

The three raised their right hands in unison and shouted in unison;

"I am one."

"My god two."

"My Xuanyuan three."

"I would like to burn my own luck and help Jiang Bai to ask God to come."

"Heaven and earth can learn from it, and people and gods can listen to it."

With the voice of the three people fell.

The three auras merged instantly in midair.

the other side.

Jiang Bai didn't know that Fu Yi and the other three had sacrificed themselves in order for him to succeed in asking the gods.

Looking at the portrait that can be finished with only one eye left, Jiang Bai's hand holding the pen began to tremble, and he refused to let it go.

It's not that he doesn't want to fall, but that he can't.

Just when he was about to write.

A deadly crisis suddenly rose in his heart.

This crisis told him.

If he drops the last stroke, he dies.

Tick ​​tock...tick tock!

Layers of cold sweat overflowed Jiang Bai's forehead and dripped to the ground.

For a while, Jiang Bai held the hand of the brush, not knowing what to do.

If he doesn't finish the last stroke, please God, all previous efforts will be in vain.

But once he writes, he dies.

At this moment, Jiang Bai felt remorse in his heart.

If he had known that Erlang God was so difficult to invite, he would have found an easy-to-please immortal.

"System, can you help me?"

Jiang Bai asked silently in his heart.

[Without the system, someone will help the host]

The system left a sentence and ignored Jiang Bai.

"Someone will help me?"

Jiang Bai was puzzled.

He didn't think that other than the system, there was anyone else who could help him.

Just when Jiang Bai was puzzled.

A familiar voice sounded in Jiang Bai's heart.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, you boldly wrote."

"Let us three old guys handle the rest."

"This... this is...."

Jiang Bai's eyes showed doubts.

He recognized it, it was Fu Yi's voice.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, I don't have much time to wait for the three of you, so please write quickly."

Fu Yi urged in Jiang Bai's heart.

"it is good."

Jiang Bai felt ruthless in his heart.

With the brush in his hand, he tapped Erlang Shen's eyes without hesitation.

With the fall of his last pen.

In the sky outside, thunder and lightning suddenly struck, and dark clouds overwhelmed the city.

Kachacha-!

A streak of purple lightning flashed across the dark clouds.

The statue of Erlang, condensed by several clouds, became lifelike.

"Where is Yang Jian, the god of justice?"

"If it doesn't appear at this time, when will it be?"

The sound of Fu Da shouted sounded in the temple.

Boom.

The dragon skin suddenly caught fire.

A stalwart figure stepped out from the flames and walked to the center of the concentric formation.