Spiritual recovery, become the strongest ghost after death?

obviously.

Whether it is Yinbai or fire from outside,

They were all easily suppressed!

"What is truly powerful is not the world in the painting, but the pen in her hand!"

Shen Lian, who was watching, saw it clearly.

"That pen seems to be able to erase all power at will."

The sharpshooter also made his own judgment: "Whether it is in this painting, or the power we bring from outside the painting."

"Fuck? Erase everything at will? Is this cheating?" Old Hu who ran over again glared: "That means you can't win no matter what!"

"Maybe we can try to get that pen over..."

Shen Lian put forward his own ideas.

The painter glanced at them at the same time.

The tip of the paintbrush in her hand was raised high with a turn.

"Scrambling for a pen?" The girl's face showed a smile: "If you can do it, please go ahead and try it!"

"Try to snatch the pen from my hand."

At this time, Yin Bai, who was falling from the sky, barely supported his body on the ground with super power - sitting in the air.

Those green fires that entered the painting together with her also dripped to the ground like liquid, blurred and made a crackling sound, as if they were trying to move, but unable to burst out.

Also at the same time.

As the painter's words fell.

The raised nib suddenly pointed to the 'sky' where the color was restored.

Then gently swipe down!

This stroke drops silvery white color as if cutting the world.

This stroke outlines a heavy trajectory as if dragging something.

Yin Bai's face was extremely dignified, Shen Lian and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they were shocked!

Eve and Evie also leaned their backs together, looking at what was getting closer at this moment.

That is the blue block that outlines the 'sky'.

It is also the white floating among the blue.

no doubt,

At this moment, what was dragged and dropped by the painter with a stroke was the sky.

At this moment, what is getting closer and closer to them is the boundary of the world inside the painting that is constantly compressed!

Although it is only the sky of the world in the painting, for the people standing in the painting, it is the real thing...

The sky is falling!

It is a force that cannot be stopped at all!

"From the player's point of view, the few players have actually done a very good job."

"But what you are facing is not an enemy that you can defeat—"

The wind is violent, the sky and the earth are roaring, and as the sky falls, the whole world in the painting seems to be immersed in horrible mourning. The people standing in it stand still with stunned faces, and the painter's voice reaches their ears, full of regret and confidence.

The organization has been preparing for so long.

Super props made with the accumulation of the whole world,

How could it be so easy to deal with?

The painter thought to himself that after the players in front of him were dealt with, he should start dealing with the world—destroying civilization, restarting the world, and completely erasing all traces.

Thus.

Even if it is a 'court', there is no way to do anything to them without evidence!

after this.

Take this pen home.

Her task is more like completed... don't worry about being punished!

The painter who thought of this couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She couldn't help shaking hands,

Feel the touch of five fingers squeezed between the palms...

and many more!

Five fingers! ?

The girl suddenly looked at her palm. The place where she was holding the paintbrush tightly was now surprisingly empty, with only five light-white fingers tightly held together!

Where's the pen?

Her complexion changed slightly.

Looking at his suddenly empty hand with a slightly changed expression, he also looked at the front of his face with a slightly changed expression - the spiritual fire that had become extremely weak under the pressure of the brush force suddenly surged!Like tides, like vines growing violently, and even more like a 'dragon snake' rising up!

The whirring and wind instantly overwhelmed the movement of the sky sinking.

The extremely intense flames rose from the ground, ignited the soil covered with fuel, ignited the color blocks that formed the air, and also ignited the sinking and collapsing sky!

blazing, blazing--

The roar is surging and moving!

"This is..."

Ecstasy appeared on the faces of Shen Lian and the other three.

Eve and Evie were also stunned.

They stared blankly at the fire rising.

He stared blankly at the figure that was also pulled out of the fire at this moment.

"You really caught up."

Yin Bai pursed his lips and smiled, lifting his skirt and bending over.

She bowed toward the painter—or rather, toward the painter's back.

Not surprisingly...

She delays time and introduces the spiritual fire from the outside world here, just for this moment!

The painter's body froze in place.

Her back was inexplicably cold and trembling, as if something was sticking to her neck and blowing cold air gently.

She could feel that there was indeed something standing behind her.

and,

Ghost-like, not human!

Chapter 137 Immortal Backhand, the Tribunal of the World

At this moment, not only the painter froze.

The flames in the humming sound burned the whole world in the painting, and the supernatural fire covered all the paints, and the blazing fire pillar tore apart the sinking 'sky' in an instant!

Only for a moment.

As far as the eye could see, the space formed by mottled colors was smeared with large holes opened by the spiritual fire.

What is seen outside the hole is a real scene.

That's still fire.

It is a spirit fire that burns wantonly and surges.

But it is also the phantom of the outline of the city that was ignited between the real scenes of the dungeon world!

Moments later, Shen Lian, the three of them, Eve, and sisters Yiwei came back to their senses, and found themselves out of that magical and dangerous world in the painting.

obviously,

That painting... was destroyed along with the world in it.

And in front of them,

Yin Bai was still suspended in the air, above the spiritual fire.

The young painter opposite Yin Bai was still motionless, but her face was extremely pale, and the arc of her mouth that had not been let go of the subconscious gulp of saliva had already become extremely stiff.

The painter knows who is behind him without looking back, and can make these supernatural flames that should have been extinguished burn again, and can cause such a big change, even let these flames directly incinerate the existence of the world in the painting-only Li Re!

But she felt very unbelievable.

That supernatural player named Li Re, in that situation... Faced with the backlash of the surge of psionic energy in the entire dungeon world, how could he still be alive? !

"Impossible...impossible..."

The painter, who was no longer calm before, suddenly trembled.

Just at this moment, a hand was lightly placed on her shoulder - cold to the bone.

"Nothing is impossible."

The 'person' standing behind her spoke like this, saying: "Your 'world' can't kill me—although it's a pity, but indeed, it's a little bit worse!"

These words sounded behind the painter.

And suddenly floated in front of him.

The figure of Li Re appeared in front of the artist very strangely and abruptly. He grinned, and the corners of half of his lips were twitching brightly and strangely.

Yes.

Half body, half skeleton.

This is exactly Li Re's state at the moment.

Seeing him leaving behind the painter and appearing in sight, Shen Lian and the other three couldn't help swallowing their saliva. They took two steps back subconsciously, but couldn't help but pause when they touched the icy temperature emitted by those flickering spiritual fires. Although they were a little afraid of Li Re's current state and could not be sure whether he was a human or a ghost, they had nowhere to hide in the sea of ​​flames, so they could only stand firm - they believed that Li Re was still a 'human' .

At least now it seems that he can still communicate normally...

Yin Bai's expression was also slightly startled, but his expression still looked calm.

She even blinked her eyes, thinking that Li Re is still handsome like this... as if he is a ghost captain or an undead knight——

"So cool!"

Eve and Evie opened their mouths and exclaimed in unison.

Yin Bai instantly became vigilant!

Li Re was speechless.

Speechlessly looking at the painter in front of him.

The painter moved, but found that he was still unable to move—although Li Re had moved from behind her to in front of her, the cold feeling behind her was still there, and the hand on her shoulder was also gone. Not far away.

Xing Gongyue stood silently behind him.

In the silence, the eyes were sharp - full of revenge!

The young painter felt her scalp tingling and said, "So...you can only kill half of it?"

"Even this dungeon world can't help you—is this the horror of supernatural players?" Of course, she could see that Li Re was still a human being. Although the backlash from the world tide killed half of his body, he still looked active.

Even because of the half of his body that was killed, his form was closer to that of a 'ghost',

He looks even more terrifying and powerful than before!

"It's nothing to do with it." Li Re looked down at his half body that was wrapped in spiritual fire and only had bones left, couldn't help but smacked his mouth, and said with emotion: "It's really only a little bit closer!"

Facts have proved that the backlash of the world tide is indeed extremely terrifying, and Li Re has indeed fallen into a situation that is infinitely close to death-but he still carries it through, because of the powerful survival ability obtained by ghost players who live with ghosts, and because of the powerful power inspired by the instinctive desire to survive of the soul in the body.