Everyone's garbage dump, pick up a fake dead Medusa at the beginning

Sensible, Chen Fan opened his eyes and found a woman playing flute in front of him.

Not surprisingly, it should be the spirit of painting.

Chapter 110 Surprise in the painting, the ultimate opportunity!

"Ten thousand years!"

"Finally someone found me!"

"Young master, are you willing to be the master of the painting?"

Hua Ling put down the flute from his mouth, and his voice was still extremely melodious.

"Yes, of course I will!"

How could he refuse such a good thing, he quickly agreed.

However, he was somewhat embarrassed.

After all, he was able to find the painting spirit because he cheated.

Relying on Baxia's guidance with divine sense.

However, Baxia was able to find the hidden beauty in the painting so easily, which also shows that this formation is not very powerful.

At most, it's nothing more than a divine realm.

Probably not.

"My name is Yinling, and I am the tool spirit that draws mountains and rivers."

"Waiting for thousands of years, you are the first person to find me after this painting was published."

"However, if you want to become the master of the painting, you still have to go through some tests."

"If the assessment is successful, you will become the master of the painting and hold the treasure."

"If the assessment fails, the young master can only stay in the painting and be with me."

Lingyin said softly: "I don't know if the young master is willing to accept the assessment?"

"Stable profit without loss, of course I am very willing!"

Chen Fan said with a smile: "I don't know what needs to be assessed?"

He is still very confident.

After all, he still has [-] points.

"Young master, let's enter the "Three Nine Three" painting first!"

Yin Ling smiled, tapped the flute in his hand towards the space, and a gate of time and space appeared in front of him.

Afterwards, she held Chen Fan's hand and escaped into the gate of time and space.

"Buzz!"

In reality, a white light flashed, covering the mortal world.

Immediately afterwards, Chenfan disappeared directly.

"Where's the son?"

……

Seeing that Chen Fan just disappeared, Wu Mei and the others exclaimed.

"My lord should have entered the painting environment."

"No accident, it should be some kind of assessment."

Ba Xia said with a smile, everything was happening under her nose.

"My husband shouldn't be in any danger, right?"

Medusa asked with a frown.

"Of course not!"

Baxia is very confident.

……

"Ok?"

Entering the painting environment, Chenfan found that the hidden spirit was no longer by his side.

However, he found that the aura in the Transformation Realm was really too strong.

Taking a breath, Chen Fan felt extremely comfortable all over.

Here, the mountain scenery is picturesque, the purple air is rising, the fluorescent light is lingering, the mist is pleasant, the birds are buzzing, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing...

An absolute paradise on earth, too beautiful to behold.

Here, it's really amazing.

There are dozens of high mountains, and the flowing water flows between the clouds, turning into four or five long rivers, and outlines a small world of secrets with a radius of hundreds of miles.

"My lord, the ink in this painting is made from the blood of a dragon."

"Endless years, so Huawuzhu, the blood ink of the dragon has been nourished endlessly, and a consciousness has been born."

"Kill it, and you will be the only owner of this secret realm in this painting."

The voice of the ghost came.

"So, this is the assessment?"

Chen Fan frowned slightly: "Are you sure this is not a joke? Let me kill a dragon?"

"No kidding!"

Yin Ling said seriously.

"This painting is made of the blood of the dragon."

"Then, the blood of the magic dragon gave birth to a magic dragon under the nourishment of the years."

"Isn't it true that all the energy in this secret world can be used by it?"

"Equivalent to this is its domain?"

Dust Fan asked.

"Yes!"

"However, I have decided to recognize you as the master."

"As a painting spirit, I can naturally give me the ability to dominate this world."

"However, I can't suppress and weaken it!"

Yinling spoke.

"That is, after getting your help, I will fight in the same realm as it?"

Dust Fan asked.

"Yes!"

Yin Ling nodded.

"That's good!"

"Where is it, I promise to kill it!"

Between the same situation, Chenfan still has confidence.

That being the case, there was no need for him to use the system to try to see if he could forcibly recognize the owner of the secret realm of the painting array.

"My lord, if you kill this dragon, you will gain endless benefits."

Yinling smiled, and then directly escaped into Chenfan's eyebrows, and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, Chenfan felt that he had merged into the whole world.

It seems to have opened the perspective of God and mastered everything here.

"Spiritual fruit, precious fruit..."

"Also, in this painting environment, creatures have begun to be born..."

Under the perception, Chenfan exclaimed.

"Roar……"

Between the mountains, there was a majestic dragon chant.

A black dragon twenty or thirty feet long was lying prone among the mountains, and slowly raised its head. It was domineering and majestic, and its devilish energy rolled, turning into a phantom of a black dragon hundreds of feet long in the clouds.

"Dragon veins!!"

"This secret realm... unexpectedly gave birth to a dragon vein!!"

Chenfan's attention should have been attracted by the magic dragon.

However, he found something more attractive to him.

That is the power of dragon veins!

The undulating mountains contain the power of the vast dragon veins.

This is a treasure!

When he breaks through to the extraordinary, and then takes the power of this dragon vein, he will have two dragon veins!

"This secret realm actually gave birth to a dragon vein!"

"It's amazing!"

"So, this bred dragon shouldn't actually be very powerful!"

"After all, most of the power in the secret realm is used to nourish this dragon vein."

"Once swallowed by this demon dragon or assimilated into the dragon's veins, it will become extremely powerful."

Dust Fan thought secretly.

"Yes!"

"As the young master said, if the dragon's veins are swallowed by it, I will be suppressed at any time here."

"So, I have been preventing it from devouring the dragon's veins all these years."

Yinling's voice was full of admiration, because Chenfan immediately thought of the key to the matter.

"Roar!!"

The magic dragon roared again, and slowly rose into the sky, its icy eyes coldly interpreting the world.

"Ants!"

"Are you the one that the hidden spirit has been waiting for?"

The magic dragon spoke coldly, with an extremely disdainful voice.

"Yin Ling, it seems that you are doomed to be disappointed!"

"Perhaps you didn't expect that the one who cracked the painting array turned out to be just an ant."

"In the endless years, it doesn't matter if you don't follow me, but you will live with me to the death and destroy my good things repeatedly!"

"This time, let's see what you have to say."

Without waiting for Chenfan to respond, Molong directed the conversation towards Yingling.

"Joke, but have you ever seen a weapon with two spirits?"

"Besides, you actually tried to become the master of the painting!"

"Any one of these two is the reason for you and me to live forever."

Yinling spoke coldly.

"Interesting... the magic dragon is also one of the painting spirits?"