Resurrection of Spiritual Energy, A Hundred Times Potential of the Physical Body at the Start

Chapter 1098 Drawing spells is difficult

Yingluo looked at the sky, there were no more immortals falling from the five constants, and she couldn't help but pouted.

What about Xianjun Yan Luo?

Ji Xuandao was a little too poor this time.

It didn't even fill up this universe bag!

"Lord Ferret, you've almost collected the Five Chang Immortal Seeds, why did you take us away?" Ling Feng rubbed his hands together and asked.

Born in ancient times, ferrets have extensive knowledge of nature, and perhaps know the method of deciphering. "Little master, it's your turn to take them home!

Wreaths:???

The expression should be as silly as it is cute.

In fact, she also thought that the ferret artifact had other means.

"I can't get out either~"

The moment Yingluo's voice 29 fell, there was a wailing sound around her.

Those Da Luo Jinxian have already bowed their heads and found their back pains. It is conceivable how long this activity lasted.

As a result, can't get out at all?

The four Immortal Kings have a higher state of mind, but at this moment, the instruments in hand are shaking slightly

If you really can't get out, you are destined to be made into a corpse.

The four of them must join forces to kill the ferret artifact first!

"Stupid! Little Master, you really didn't inherit the master's intellect at all. Did you forget the portrait the master drew for you? Apply the magic spell in reverse!

reverse application?

Oh, by the way, when I sent Wuma Hongyu back, didn't I use it once?

Yingluo glanced around, then looked in Ling Fengyi's direction and said with a smile, "I haven't learned much about spell drawing, so I'm not very good at drawing, can you let me try it out? ?

Ling Fengyi:...

cannot!

However, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.

There were the other four Golden Immortals and the other four Immortal Kings watching, and the fierce look in those eyes did not allow him to retreat at all!

"#3B....."

Ling Fengyi was lying on the ground directly, worried that if his body was trembling, the magic spell would become a bursting spell or something.

"Are you going to paint one by one?

The ferret tool spirit was about to cry stupidly by his little master.

Although the number of people around is not too large, when will they be painted one by one? "Then?"

Yingluo looked puzzled.

The cinnabar scattered, showing lines, connecting all the people present, and the final point of convergence was the arena under their feet.

After the ferret tool spirit had done all this, he said: "Draw the magic spell on the ring. Let's go.

what!

Draw on the ring!

This is simply too good.

Ling Feng quickly got up from the ground, and then, looking in the direction of the ferret artifact with gratitude, he couldn't remember the way it robbed him before.

As Ling Fengyi said before, what is a mere Qiankun bag, can it be more important than his life? Now, as long as he can take him out of this ghost place, he is willing to be a mule and a horse!

Important things repeated three times!

He is willing to be a mule or a horse!

He is willing to be a mule or a horse!

Yingluo's talisman is really not much better than the ghost's talisman.

You have seen the lines for drawing spells, and they can be twisted and crooked. If you continue to draw the spells according to her, I am afraid that you will go to the devil world!

"Then... this fairy, I have some knowledge about cultivating some spells on weekdays. Why don't I paint it for you?" Zero

Ling Fengyi couldn't stand it any longer, so he asked.

Looking at Yingluo's painting ability, the body of the ferret artifact was constantly twitching. It's over, I'm about to be pissed off by the little master.

Just at this time, Ling Feng made a sound and gave it a vent.

Seeing the ferret artifact with a slap, he took Ling Fengyi aside and said, "You draw? If your drawing is useful, will I still make my little master work hard?!"

When he said this, the ferret artifact was called a righteous and awe-inspiring one! It was called a distressed Yingluo!

In fact, I secretly shouted in my heart: It's really cool to shoot!

As soon as Ling Feng stepped aside, he didn't even dare to make a sound.

Forget it, who makes himself stupid?

Didn't you see so many immortal kings next to 877, didn't you dare to make a sound? Why do you owe yourself? This slap deserves it!

After n times of painting and wiping, time flies by.

The top ten monks on the field are pure and honest, but they can still resist the erosion of Yin Qi.

However, the stricken pond fish who were watching around them couldn't bear it anymore!

"I feel so itchy!

One of the cultivators at the Immortal level, after saying this, stretched out his left hand and scratched his nose.

In an instant, his nose was cut.

This good hand has already revealed the appearance of sharp claws!

The surrounding immortals could not help but step back.

The weakest ones present were Qingxue and Tantaiyue. Neither of the two saints had said that they had changed to the corpse. Instead, it was the immortal who transformed first.

The fundamental reason is that the exercises he cultivated were originally going the wrong way, borrowing three points of yin qi. Now, he is naturally the first to be unable to control it.

This is equivalent to an omen!.