fifth form

Chapter 893 It’s over

"Excellent, wonderful, I haven't felt such a wonderful painting in a long time!"

The painting demon plunged into the vat containing Rong Tianding's blood like diving from a high platform.

"This blood seems to contain Ying Long's innocent essence and blood. If I paint my body with this essence and blood, my body will become stronger and much more comfortable than wearing that shriveled specimen!"

The painting demon shouted, his body grew bigger and smaller, constantly swimming in the blood in the vat, and the lines outlining his body gradually began to appear pale gold.

This made his whole body shimmer slightly.

"The beauty of this moment almost made me think about becoming a saint. If he hadn't died so early in his previous life, this would have been a very interesting thing for him!"

The painting demon muttered to himself, moving in and out of the large urn, then opened his mouth and sucked on Rong Tianding. Countless blood lines were seen spilling out of Rong Tianding's body, and he continued to repair the painting lines on his body.

"It's just that the quantity of blood and essence is insufficient but the quality is not enough, but what the heck, if my head is soaked with dragon's blood, I might even be burned in flames!"

The power of the painting demon to cast spells and suck blood is not strong, at least Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had the ability to interrupt.

But the painting demon seems to be extremely sophisticated in sucking the essence and blood, and the method can be said to be spot-on.

As soon as Zhang Xuezhou saw a little dark red blood leaking from Rong Tianding's body, Hua Yao took a sip and directly cut off the extraction of blood essence.

"Cousin, I'm so hungry!"

From excitement and bleeding to hunger, this is just because the essence and blood in Rong Tianding's body have completed the transformation.

He shook his head, feeling more hungry.

This feeling of hunger made Rong Tianding wake up.

He looked at the pinpricks on his body and the blood that had almost stopped, and it was clear that he had finally passed the threshold of hell.

As long as he has no use value, he will not be targeted by the people of Immortal Court, and he will not have the ability to cause trouble.

After practicing Mu Taoist's Zhijiao method, going to Chang'an City to accept the pull of Zhiwu Dao method, and then setting his body on fire, then swallowing the essence and blood of the ancestral dragon, and then removing this essence and blood, Rong Tianding felt that he had completed it. A cycle of life.

He had a vague realization in his heart, but he also felt an unbearable hunger in his belly.

"With the gluttonous demon blood in your body, you will feel hungry all the time and you will never be full." The painting demon said: "This requires you to control your desire to eat!"

"Jin Xia Yuanjun didn't say this either?" Zhang Xuezhou said in surprise.

"He is not very good at studying. He half learns and forgets half. I want to slap him when I see him!"

Hua Yao muttered, but when Jin Xia Yuanjun's voice sounded outside the door, he quickly stopped talking and went back and forth in the big urn.

"It's over, it's over!"

After observing the formation from outside the Taiyi Palace, when Lord Jinxia Yuan asked Nezha to carry him back in a hurry, he saw that his Demon Painting Master was already swimming in the large vat containing the essence and blood of the ancestral dragon.

"Master!"

Jinxia Yuanjun cried out in pain.

Zulong was cursed after his body became old and decayed. Only Emperor Qin retained his essence and blood. After Qin Huang disappeared mysteriously, it was difficult to find traces of Zulong's essence and blood in the war, until some news came from the palace of the Han Dynasty.

Jinxia Yuanjun didn't want to know how this blood essence came from, but he knew how it disappeared.

He tried every possible means to provide another insurance for Nezha, but not only was his senior brother unreliable, but his dead master also came out to cause trouble and actually smeared the ancestral dragon's essence and blood on the demon body.

Seeing the dried golden threads on the painting demon's body, Jinxia Yuanjun knew that the matter could not be reversed.

The painting demon couldn't bleed, and Jinxia Yuanjun couldn't melt away the painting demon that maintained his master's soul.

Seeing his broken legs being thrown away by Nezha, Jinxia Yuanjun felt extremely depressed.

"What's wrong, second disciple?" Hua Yao said happily.

"It's great that you're fine," Jinxia Yuanjun said in frustration, "I'm very happy to see you here!"

"Don't push yourself too far, you painting demon. If you keep pretending, I'll burn you to death!" The painting demon still showed a bit of a master's demeanor when facing Jin Xia Yuanjun, Zhang Xuezhou and others, but when Nezha's hand was fished in the big urn, , he immediately let Nezha play with the eggplant.

"You can't do this. Not to mention that it is your master's only remaining bones and flesh and blood. It is at least somewhat related to your master and has passed down some memories. Let me go and help!"

It wasn't until Nezha pinched him that he couldn't bear it anymore that the painting demon couldn't help but cry out for help.

"Hey, senior brother, please let him go, he is just a painting!"

In the end, it was Jinxia Yuanjun who forcibly suppressed his frustration.

He absorbed the soul-fixing technique from Rong Tianding and removed the traps before persuading Nezha.

"As soon as I saw that this thing dared to act like a master, I wanted to burn it." Nezha said in a bad tone: "Looking at this thing makes me upset all day long!"

"My appearance is not something I can decide. You want to paint me like this. What can I do? If you dare, don't look at me for a day!"

The painting demon yelled, obviously not admitting that he was using the other party's master's appearance to cause trouble.

But he was really afraid of Nezha.

Jinxia Yuanjun has an honest character, but Nezha is a strange stone who became a demon and was reincarnated as a human being. He has very little thoughts of good and evil in his heart. If the other party wanted to burn him to death, he would really do such a thing.

"I'm imitating Master when I talk, it's really annoying!"

After Jin Xia Yuanjun begged for mercy, Nezha couldn't help but shake the painting demon and throw the little demon out.

"He returned to painting and is now clean!"

As if he knew where the painted demon was, Nezha clapped his hands to indicate that there was no more noise in his ears.

"Brother, please be gentle, I'm really afraid you'll smash it to death!"

Jinxia Yuanjun put his hands on the ground and skillfully stitched his thighs. After finding a frame similar to an exoskeleton device to support his body, he reluctantly stood up.

"He's not like you as a painting monster!"

Nezha responded dejectedly and pointed at Zhang Xuezhou.

"It was he who suggested that I send you out of the Bagua Ecstasy when he was affected by it." Nezha complained and explained: "You can't blame me for this!"

"understood!"

Jinxia Yuanjun nodded.

Zhang Xuezhou is very reliable when asking for help, but the only one who is unreliable is Nezha.

The body has strange powers, which makes Nezha do things differently from ordinary people.

Jin Xia Yuanjun felt that Zhang Xuezhou's request to Nezha to send him out of the formation was definitely because he was carrying or holding him, but Nezha thought that such a thing could be done casually.

Although he is Nezha's junior brother, there is not much difference when he falls into Nezha's hands, and he will not be treated lightly.

"Thank you, Eastern monk." Jinxia Yuanjun forced a smile and said, "If it weren't for your help, I don't know what kind of chaos this place would be like!"

"But I don't know anything. I just woke up," Zhang Xuezhou replied in frustration.

"This is how you are affected by the formation. You can still help when you are confused. That is already an amazing ability!"

Jinxia Yuanjun felt that something was a little strange, but he did not delve into it. After all, everyone behaves differently after being confused.

Moreover, Nezha gave evidence when he complained, so the matter has been finalized.

Taiyi Palace is in a bad state. The nine giant spiritual jades are seriously damaged and need to be rested. The formation is no longer usable. The ancestral dragon essence and blood extracted from Rong Tianding was also stolen by the painting demon. All the life and fortune pills were lost. The seed in Nezha's body was The matter of casting the Armor of Annihilation came to nothing, but even so, he still wanted to reward Yao Yuanguang who did this job with a life-extending golden elixir.

Jinxia Yuanjun felt that he was too weak, and he even wanted to ask someone to help him check his fate.

(End of this chapter)