These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 737 Painter: I am your new master

Chapter 737 Painter: I am your new master
"Fuck!"

"Fuck!!"

The blacksmith was pinned to the ground and couldn't move. He was so frightened that his mouth was dumbfounded and his pants were wet.

Jiucairong was confused. He took the lead in doing this just because he was impulsive.

There are many factors involved.

First of all, he just used this trick, analyzed the plan, pretended to be cool to the air, and tricked out the Masked Emperor, and it was very successful.

As for these sinister people behind the scenes, they may have various means to spy on you, so it is not a loss to cheat this God's Window even if you fail.

Secondly, they were really drunk.

A group of brothers brag and drink together, feeling dizzy, and always like to do things to save face, so isn't it normal to team up and show off?

This really exposed the boss behind the scenes.

Rumble!
The window of God is flickering.

A human figure gradually appeared on the transparent glass window.

The human figures above are like windows wet by fog on a rainy day, very blurry, as if they are picking up a brush to paint, creating an epic painting for them.

The painter had a cold expression. How could he not guess that these people were trying to trick him?

But even though he knew it was an open conspiracy, he would still take action.

"Forget it, forget it. I originally had to make more preparations to draw your portraits one by one, perfect your spirits, and replace your original bodies. Now that you are so arrogant, I will send you on your way in advance."

In an instant, the ground shook.

The figure on the entire glass window was completely lit up by a white glow.

The picture became clear and a painter appeared.

The painter seemed to be painting on the other side of the glass window.

His cold voice came from high above:
"I don't know who you are, but this is the end of it."

As the words fell, the vision of all the blacksmiths began to blur.

The Masked Emperor looked up and felt terrified. What kind of monster was this?
Is this the opponent of these ancestral demon gods? Is this the ancient black hand that made the bronze statue of the emperor into the history book?
Click!

The imperial mausoleum could hardly bear the weight of heaven and earth.

The world is twisting, turning into strands of spaghetti, and then into a stunning ink painting.

"Help!"

"Painter, he's painting. He must be the one painting the history book of time!"

"The glass window, it turns out to be his picture frame! Fallen into the times!"

"I knew there was something wrong with him. The bronze statue corpse that the first generation defeated Xian was turned into a history book by this guy!"

The blacksmiths shouted, but to no avail.

In the deep valley of the East China Sea.

A historical mural on a bronze statue was shining brightly, the sky was spinning, and the world seemed to be twisting and falling into an endless dimensional vortex.

"It's troublesome."

Ning Zheng controlled the statue of the emperor, wearing the golden armor of the history book of time, feeling the changes in his whole body. He looked up and suddenly saw that he seemed to be shrinking and entering a picture frame.

It was as if Monkey King had inexplicably entered the palm of Tathagata.

The giant god in the sky was wielding his brush and painting with great enthusiasm, overlooking Ning Zheng:

"Your fate is decreasing, which gave me an opportunity to take advantage of you. I felt something in my heart and finally seized this opportunity. I wanted to wait a little longer, but you guys went too far. There is a bottom line for life and death, and the dignity of the strong cannot be humiliated."

"I'm sorry, they have been fusing embers from ancient times until today, and they are mentally unstable, plus they have drunk too much." Ning Zheng looked at him with a calm expression: "What are you going to do?"

"It's really troublesome to deal with a guy like you who has the power of Qi and Magic."

The painter said calmly: "To be honest, it doesn't matter who you are. Even if you are him, with the embers resurrected and the continuous fusion of similar embers, you have already become just a similar flower."

"You have threatened the future I had planned."

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Ning Zheng looked at the sky in silence, thinking that the other party would appear last.

But think about it, they are not stupid. How could they wait for you to dig up the imperial tomb, find out their historical background and abilities step by step, and then have a final battle with you?
They will definitely block the gate to your Novice Village, not letting you develop, and will directly crush you to death!
And Ning Zheng herself is too conspicuous!

The first king who pretended to be the most ancient black hand and defeated Xian had long been a thorn in the eyes of some dark beings.

And this person must also have some magical power similar to the one that can predict good and bad luck, and can sense fate to a certain extent. He has a feeling that Ning Zheng's luck has declined, so it's time to take action.

So, he lay dormant in the dark and took decisive action.

Ning Zheng, who had figured out the whole thing, looked solemn.

Fortunately, I did not listen to Jiucairong's advice and moved the Sword-Forging Villa headquarters to the [History Book of Time], otherwise I would have been caught in one fell swoop!

"Send you to another world to harm others"

With a crash, the entire East Sea Valley, the history books, the bronze statue of the emperor, and even the adventure town inside, suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Crash.

The water is rushing, looking at the empty valley.

The painter showed a trace of emotion, "Although I don't know whether you are him or not, it has nothing to do with me. On the contrary, the kingdom you have conquered will be used by me!"

"However, your disappearance may attract the attention of the entire Kyushu and the world."

He took out a picture album.

He was prepared for this.

Most painters can only draw skin and flesh but find it difficult to draw bones.

His magical power is to paint the embers of an individual.

He turned to the first page.

It turned out to be the murals of the Changsheng Emperor's Mausoleum. Every person in it was lifelike, including the baby emperors.
The second page is a mural of the imperial tomb from the era of the deity statues. The picture is also vivid, and you can even see another masked emperor, the Storm Emperor.
In every era, he would paint a portrait of the heroes.

They can take out their copies of Emperor, No. 2, No. 3 at any time.
Crash.

One after another, substitute emperors of the Longevity Dynasty and the Deity Era appeared and replaced the original positions in the history books.

Now he took out his savings and rebuilt a new imperial mausoleum to replace the group of demons that were originally sent away in the [Book of History of Years], so the outside world would not notice it.

It's like the real and fake Leiyin Temple.

He drew a fake one and gave the real one away, who could tell?
During this period of time, he even spent a lot of effort to draw that super-fusion behemoth - the bronze statue of the emperor.

In addition, each of the Ash Monks was also drawn.

Jiucai Rong, Ye Kuangxiu, Shaochai Kun. The embers of these blacksmiths were also fully drawn.

"Ahhh, what happened?"

The drawn Jiucai Rong looked around with a confused look on his face.

However, the embers in the painting are not the real person after all. They are flawed. Most of the original magical powers, personality, talents, habits and memories are missing.

Originally, he wanted to continue painting and perfect his paintings in the dark.

But now
His early attack was ultimately somewhat imperfect.

"Forget it, forget it, if it's not perfect, then it's not perfect." The painter said lightly.

"Jiucai Rong" looked around in confusion.

"From now on, I will be your leader." The painter spoke lightly with a hint of a smile.

He saw how powerful these people were.

Calculating Xin Xichen, two salutes, waves of true and false calculations, and finally winning the history book of time!
The emperor who was scheming against covering himself was even more amazing!

This made him completely appreciate talents, so he patiently drew them again and again, including Jiucai Rong, Ye Kuangxiu, and even the bronze statue of the emperor and his other forms, the giant shell demon god ancestor, and the water deer demon god ancestor.
Yes.

Even the bronze statue of the emperor was drawn by him and used by him!
No matter how strong this group of demon forces are, they will become your subordinates!
He was too lazy to research whether they were true or false.

The cuckoo takes over the magpie's nest, the cat replaces the prince
Who can see through this trick?

Soon, the Adventure Town and even the camp of the Ancestral Demon God, to which the "Masked Emperor" and others had defected, were taken into his hands.

"The stronger the enemy tries, the stronger I will become." The painter looked at the monks he drew and smiled. "Show me your fighting power and magical powers."

He pointed at Jiucairong.

"Ah?" Jiucai Rong was stunned. "I'll show you a bit? That's fine."

After a while, a hint of annoyance gradually flashed across his face.

wrong.

This person might not be very good at fighting.

Then, he pointed at the ancient bronze statue of the emperor and said, "Switch to the form of Lei Gong."

This bronze emperor switched his forms time and time again, beating up all the strong men in Kyushu, which was witnessed by all.

Very stunning and powerful.

That's why he spent a lot of pen and ink, and countless efforts, to paint them.

Soon, the Thunder God form of 'Daojiujiu' came online.

"My Lord, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't worry, my lightning five-whip is very powerful!"