What originally seemed to Wang Jian to be an ordinary picture of a woman grooming, has undergone a huge change. The image of the woman above seems to have spirituality and is very eye-catching.
He was greatly surprised. He looked left and right, but he couldn't tell where the ghost body and yin energy on Nie Xiaoqian's body had gone, or whether it had just disappeared.
"Sir, don't look at it. There are plenty of opportunities in the future, and the tree demon is coming."
Nie Xiaoqian felt very powerless. She was obviously very afraid of the tree demon, so she did not dare to waste Wang Jian's time.
Who would have thought that this person didn't care at all and actually looked at this painting? What was he planning to do?
However, the feeling of entering the painting is quite strange. It is very different from the previous ones, and I can’t pinpoint the details.
However, she also discovered that such behavior requires spending some Yin energy. Although the consumption is not large, if it is not replenished for a long time, it is likely to remain in the painting forever.
Of course, this is impossible. Yin energy is everywhere in this world. If it is absorbed from the void, it can be easily maintained and consumed or even gradually increased. However, the absorption efficiency is not as good as that of the ghost body, which is obviously partially hindered by the painting.
In particular, the yang energy absorbed from Wang Jian's body was compatible with the yin energy, which further solidified the ghost body.
This also directly made up for the loss caused by being whipped by the tree demon before. Otherwise, it would take at least some time to fully recover on my own.
"Don't worry, I've never been afraid of her."
Wang Jian said, rolled up the scroll, and suddenly wanted to put the scroll into the storage space.
"System, if you put the scroll into the space, how many points are needed."
After waiting for a few seconds, there was no response from Mao. He grinned. Several times he wanted to just take it in, but he didn't dare to mess with it. After all, this was his woman. If something happened to him, he would suffer a lot.
Of course, it would be sheer nonsense to say that he has any feelings for Nie Xiaoqian after such a short period of contact. They say love lasts for a long time, but there has to be a word "long". He only had one extra five-minute communication with Nie Xiaoqian.
, woolen feelings.
What he really cared about was her ghost body, which was different from the human bodies of Michaela and the others, and had a different kind of interest.
A new toy like this needs to be played with for a while.
Of course, after all, you are your dream lover in your teenage years, so you have to get along well with her for a while. What’s more, you have already communicated with each other, and it’s a couple, so it’s naturally different. There are also reasons from the "** Sutra", so it’s not easy to let this person get along.
The magical skills are effective, so naturally you can’t give up.
"You are cruel!"
He casually stuffed the scroll into a backpack, carried it on his back, and walked out of the room with his Zhang Er spear.
More than ten meters away, Yan Chixia was frantically bombarding the trees in the sky, and the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand was also attacking frantically.
Wang Jian chuckled, held up his gun, and with one move set fire to the prairie fire and struck the swallows flying, roaring in.
The intention of the two-point spear was unreserved, giving him an extremely powerful aura.
This momentum is extremely powerful and poses a huge threat to the spirit body.
Not to mention the tree demon was startled, Yan Chixia was also the same and her movements paused.
As for Nie Xiaoqian in the scroll on the back, although she was blocked by the scroll, she still noticed it and felt frightened.
Bah!
The tip of the spear penetrated into a tree root like a poisonous snake, and the root exploded with a loud bang, and the juice splashed everywhere.
"Ah! Damn it!"
Then the roar of the half-male and half-female tree demon sounded, and the broken gong's voice was extremely unpleasant.
But the murderous intent and hatred in it were overwhelming, like a tsunami.
"Old monster, with Nie Xiaoqian taking care of me, my labor and management are very satisfied, so I won't trouble you. I didn't expect you, a loser, to want to interrupt my enjoyment of this beautiful woman. You are really asking for your own death."
Wang Jian mocked, and he used a long spear that was as fast as the wind, constantly piercing the surroundings. Wherever it passed, all the roots and branches of the trees were broken.
This is not just the shattering of the appearance, the gun spirit also pours into the roots of the tree along with the gun gas, drilling into the tree demon's body along the roots and branches.
This is what martial arts attacks are like. Qi is the property of elixir, so any attack has it.
For example, the ability of energy to penetrate into the body and corrode it is very obvious. Some of the energy can even be like maggots on the tarsal bones, forcibly wiping out the life of the enemy.
When many warriors reach a certain age, not only are they unable to make progress, but their cultivation rapidly declines and they grow old, or even die, all of which are hidden wounds left in their early years.
And these hidden injuries are not just the damage caused by the blow to the body, they may also be the result of some foreign energy remaining in the body that cannot be completely eliminated.
In this way, the warrior's vitality is consumed every moment.
Of course it doesn't matter when you're as strong as an ox, but once you get older and your vitality is no longer so strong, that's the time for these secret injuries to become monsters.
Many warriors died like this, and it was very miserable. Otherwise, if you accumulate Qi based on your age, even if you don't make a breakthrough, it wouldn't be impossible to extend your lifespan.
This is how the tree demon was attacked. The gun aura and the gun intent rushed through the roots of the tree. Fortunately, the tree demon's body could not hide like the human body, but wherever it passed, the roots and branches were broken.
"Brother Wang, these female ghosts also do many evil things, so be careful when coming into contact with them."
Yan Chixia was constantly attacking with the Xuanyuan Sword, and occasionally struck with thunder from her palms.
With Wang Jian's help, his pressure was greatly reduced, and his fighting spirit was also at full strength.
At this moment, when I heard Wang Jian's words, I couldn't help but start preaching.
"Master Yan, you don't understand. The female ghost's body is very beautiful and we should cherish it. Moreover, Nie Xiaoqian was only forced by this old tree demon to harm others. She has no choice but to forgive her. Follow me now and promise
I won’t harm anyone again.”
Yan Chixia was silent, and then said after a while: "Even so, no one knows what she is thinking. They all talk nonsense, and the ghost's words cannot be believed."
"Thank you for your concern, Master Yan, but I believe Xiaoqian is sincere to me."
These words can only be used to deceive others, how can they be sincere? Now it is nothing more than a gambling choice made by Nie Xiaoqian.
He himself knows it very well, but he cannot say this to outsiders. He can only do it as pretentiousness.
Nie Xiaoqian in the scroll was a little moved after hearing this. This was the result he wanted.
"It is indeed that bitch, but that bitch has been betrothed to the old demon of Montenegro as my concubine a long time ago. There is no chance for you, and the old demon of Montenegro will not let you go."
A humanoid figure appeared in the distance with a sneer, whistling fingers, and a large number of tree roots swept towards Wang Jian and Wang Jian again.
"Just save it. It's been a thousand years and you're still this useless. What a waste."
"You brat is looking for death!"
Wang Jian disdainfully said: "Tsk, labor and capital are here, come and chop me down!"
Just kidding Mao, no matter how inferior Wang Jian is, he is still a well-known figure in the world.
I have eaten monsters, killed bosses, bullied male protagonists, and robbed several female protagonists, and I am still afraid of a thousand-year-old monster.
