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Chapter 771: The style of painting has collapsed again!(2/3)

"The movements are stiff, like a puppet..."

After murmuring repeatedly, Xu Xiaoshou thought of "textile proficiency".

Because of the existence of this passive skill, he has been able to multi-task for a long time.

It's just that on weekdays, there is nothing that requires multitasking, and controlling a chicken does not require too much effort.

But when it comes to manipulating pirated vigils, it's really different.

Puppet and human being are completely different.

When thoughts came to him, Xu Xiaoshou split his mind into two parts and merged half into the vigil of piracy.

"Bah!"

The red sleeves and robe were flicked, the eyes were slightly narrowed, and the muscles on the cheekbones were driven upwards slightly.

Then, he stood up alone, raised his hands above his head, and shouted angrily:

"Great Dark Sky!"

The void air surged, and the spiritual energy wave pushed away like a tsunami.

Xu Xiaoji watched in shock as Vigil suddenly turned into another person, and turned back to look at Demon King Xu.

It turned out that while Demon King Xu was controlling the pirated vigil, he was still looking at him with a smile, not affected by the multitasking at all, and asked as before: "How?"

"Giggle..."

These two sounds are not the crow of the chicken, but the chattering of Xu Xiaoji's teeth.

He felt it was finished.

At this time, he could already predict what the outside world would be like after being fucked by Demon King Xu.

This is the best damn ability to frame someone!

As the saying goes, strange power confuses the gods.

What Demon King Xu did was more than just messing with the gods, it was going to bring disaster to all directions in the world!

Picking apart the eggs, Xu Xiaoji glanced at the sky with fear: "It is full of momentum and spiritual, but it has no effect."

He meant that a pirated vigil called "Great Dark Sky" was supposed to have magical powers appear.

But now, despite the sound of wind, spiritual pressure and other false momentum fluctuations, there is no real effect.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xiaoshou had expected this, and the corners of his lips raised: "Don't worry, let the night fly for a while."

After three breaths.

Xu Xiaoji watched helplessly as night fell and the entire Yuanfu world turned into darkness. At this moment, he could no longer find fault.

"Being feared, passive value, +1."



Who doesn't know how to splash ink on a painting?

This doesn’t even require any skills!

Xu Xiaoshou was filled with emotions. The only pity he felt was that Vigil's ability could block the six senses.

His night is really just night.

At this time, he thought again that the human form and thoughts can be put into the void scroll. If it is a spiritual skill or move, can it be stored in the physical scroll and wait for the opportunity?

Xu Xiaoshou fell into deep thought.

This is a bit difficult.

Because it involves the art of formation, it is obviously quite different from being proficient in painting.

He can visualize a dummy and visualize fake magical effects.

But how is it possible to manifest a real spiritual skill out of thin air?

This is the power of God!

Furthermore.

Storing magical items is also a big problem.

But according to the idea, if you can't do anything else, it is possible to draw some special effects of special spiritual skills, right?

Xu Xiaoshou was moved by his thoughts.

After a while, a golden Buddha appeared behind him.

The giant Buddha is more than thirty feet tall and can reach the sky. It has angry eyes and eyebrows and holds a giant sword in its hand.

With one slash of the sword, it was as if time began to slow down.

Xu Xiaoji was so frightened that he almost peed. It was not until the sword slashed through his body without causing any damage that he realized that he would not die.

It turns out that this is also the "visualization" power of Demon King Xu.

"Visualize..."

"What kind of magical skill is this?"

"What exactly did Demon King Xu realize?"

"Why, his Grandmaster breakthrough is completely different from other people's Grandmasters!!!"

Xu Xiaoji's heart was roaring.

He's going crazy.

Demon King Xu is already very scary.

With these false pretenses, if others adapt to this rhythm, will the Great Demon King actually perform such a move to kill the Buddha, and everyone will think he is joking?

And then died...

"Crazy, crazy, this world is crazy!"

Xu Xiaoji covered his crotch, but luckily no water came out.

He rubbed the ground while retreating, intending to stay away from this overlord-level demon.

At this moment, I took a sudden glance and saw that Demon King Xu was still deep in thought! Still improving! He didn’t want to leave a way for others to survive at all!

The method of "visualization" obviously consumes a lot of money, but Demon King Xu can always return to his perfect state in just a moment.

When Xu Xiaoji also thought that this perfect state was also an illusion "visualized" by Demon King Xu to mislead people's judgment.

After the pirated vigil, the big devil recovers every short period of time and can manifest another lifelike person.

The pirate Sang Lao, the pirate storyteller, the pirate Eight Masters, the pirate Gou Wuyue, and even the pirate loves the common people...

Everything is visualized!

Most of these people, Xu Xiaoji, had never seen them in person.

But for such a world-famous person, he, Xu Xiaoji, had seen his portrait and heard his legend before he entered the Yuan Mansion and fell into the devil's abyss!

Looking back now.

When this group of monsters and monsters appeared regardless of their camps, each with their own subtle movements and speech styles, a shocking confrontation took place in front of him.

Xu Xiaoji’s worldview shattered to pieces.

I saw the eight pirated acquaintances coming up with swords and shouting madly: "The sky is one foot high and the eight acquaintances, who dares to take half the Qingju! Who can fight to the death with me?"

Pirate version of Gou Wuyue drawing the famous sword Nulan's voice: "I will fight with you, the sword will come!"

The pirate Sang Lao sneered: "You can't even catch my handsome disciple's punch, how dare you fight him? Look at my dirty hand... take it!"

Pirate love for the common people: "Damn it, my sinful bow, my eye of the avenue... God, I am willing to give everything in exchange for the power to heal my lower body."

Pirate Rao Yaoyao: "Oh, hemiplegia man, wait for death on the holy mountain!"

Pirate Storyteller: "Brother~Brother~"

The eight piracy masters said: "Damn you bitch, please die!"

After speaking, he split the pirated storybook into two pieces with a sword.



Xu Xiaoji was stunned.

He stared blankly at this shocking battle.

If this scene were to be seen by the world, just by using the three pieces of land to reclaim the sea and create land, an additional area could be created.

Xu Xiaoji turned his head away, not daring to look further, but after hearing those shocking words, he continued to collapse.

"So, is this the inner world of the Great Demon King?"

"It's over, the Holy Continent is over."

"The reputations of our seniors may not be preserved until later in life!"
To be continued...
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