Volume 2: Earthly Experience Chapter 46: Give life to the painting!
Look at the little red ball in my hand that has taken shape!
Without saying anything, Wang Bing slowly pushed the little red ball towards the pillar of fire in front of him...
call!
The little red ball floats very slowly in the air.
However, when the little red ball left Wang Bing's palm, the little red ball, which was originally only the size of a lead ball, began to gradually grow larger at a speed visible to the naked eye as it approached the pillar of fire...
At the moment the pillar of fire disappeared, the small red ball that Wang Bing had rubbed just arrived in front of the Corpse King.
boom!
The moment the red ball touched the corpse king, a domineering fire force directly wrapped up the monk corpse king again.
The explosion echoed throughout the cave, creating a powerful gust of wind.
Wang Bing looked at everything in front of him, the solemnity between his brows did not lessen at all, because he could feel that the corpse aura of the Corpse King was still there.
Suddenly, in the explosion, a black shadow seemed to move!
Immediately afterwards, a slash broke through the flames and swept towards Wang Bing.
Wang Bing was startled, and his body suddenly fell backwards. At the moment he fell, a black light flashed in front of him and drew an arc on the stone wall behind Wang Bing...
boom!
With a loud bang, the stone wall behind suddenly shattered.
"Still so energetic?"
To be honest, Wang Bing is starting to doubt his life after fighting for so long.
If he hadn't relied on the fire element in this magma area, he would have exhausted his Qi and passed out long ago. The little Qi in his body was not enough for him to squander like this.
But, this corpse king is a bit too perverted!
call!
A strange corpse aura was once again released by the Corpse King, blowing away the smoke and dust around it, revealing its figure.
The Corpse King is injured!
After suffering so many heavy blows from Wang Bing, the Corpse King had many scars on his body. In the deepest one, one could already see his internal organs.
At this moment, the Corpse King's eyes, which were originally flashing purple, turned blood red. It was obvious that the Corpse King was angry.
After Wang Bing stood firm again, he looked at the Corpse King not far away and a bead of sweat flowed down his cheek. He thought he had gone too far.
But he didn't have any other better solution at the moment, and he was doomed to be unable to withstand a protracted war.
To be honest, although this magma area is Wang Bing's home court, it also limits Wang Bing's overall strength on the other hand.
There's really no way to use divine painting or secret painting here!
Maybe the fake effect will disappear as soon as the painting is finished.
etc!
A flash of inspiration suddenly came to Wang Bing's mind. He remembered that he had read some books about corpse insects when he was at the Wang family before.
These zombies basically react to the breath of living people.
In other words, his eyes are just for show and cannot be seen.
At this moment, the fire spirit in Wang Bing's body suddenly moved, as if it was communicating with him.
"May I……"
Wang Bing was slightly stunned. This was a move he had never thought of. But then Wang Bing's eyes gradually became firm, and he murmured, "Little guy, don't trick me!"
After saying this, Wang Bing immediately freed himself from the state of being possessed by the fire spirit, and concentrated all of his remaining Qi into his right hand, forming a brush made of Qi.
laugh!
Wang cut his left hand and a stream of bright red blood flowed out from his palm.
Use Qi as the pen and blood as ink!
stare!
A red light flashed in Wang Bing's eyes, and the Qi pen in his hand quickly drew on the ground. Soon, an image of " The Southern Fire Virtue Mars Law Enforcement Star God" appeared on the ground!
Boom boom boom!
The image of the God of Fire, painted with blood, began to tremble instantly.
God paints the shape , and secret paintings invite spirits!
Buzz!
Along with a red light rising into the sky, a red-haired immortal wearing a star crown, red shoes, and a red robe, holding a tablet in his right hand, a seven-star golden sword in his left hand, and a white jade ring on his waist suddenly appeared in front of Wang Bing.
"Go ahead, boy!"
Under Wang Bing's command, the fire spirit once again turned into a ball of flame and attached itself directly to the body of the Fire Star Lord.
Buzz buzz buzz!
After a burst of roar, the Fire Star Lord woke up like a god.
Looking at the corpse king in front of him, his eyebrows glared, and the seven-star golden sword in his hand instantly turned into a flaming sword!
Wang Bing was so tired that he sat on the ground. He looked at the scene in front of him and was a little surprised.
I actually did it, giving life to the painting!
Most of the things in the fake paintings in Shentu are actually dead, whether they are plants or animals, they are all controlled by the painter.
The main character of secret paintings is "secret", which can be used to communicate with spirits.
This image of the Southern Fire Deity Mars, the Law Enforcement Star God, uses the meticulous brushwork of secret painting and the ink splashing technique of divine painting, and finally the natural elves add a BUFF to this star god.
Trinity!
Sure enough, the mysteries of the art of painting are endless.
This is also the first time that Wang Bing combined the divine painting and secret painting.
The Fire Star Lord in front of him looked at the King Chao and the Corpse King rushing towards him, and a look of disdain appeared on his face, as if to say, how dare a mere corpse dare to be so presumptuous in front of this Star Lord.
The eyes of the Lord of Fire narrowed slightly, and the flaming sword in his hand fell down fiercely.
boom!
As the flaming seven-star golden sword fell, the corpse king that was charging forward was instantly turned into dust by this blow, and the entire magma area was also split into two halves by this sword.
"Holy crap! That's awesome!"
Wang Bing looked at everything with a pale face, sighing as he thought about running.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the fire spirit popped out from the body of Fire Star Lord, looked at Wang Bing with a tired face, and without saying a word, went straight into Wang Bing's heart.
It was too tired. It didn't expect that the Star Lord almost drained it dry with just one sword strike!
Therefore, the fire elves decided to go on strike and have a good rest! They would never come out during this period of time.
This time, Wang Bing finally realized the magic of the art of painting.
In the past, he always used the divine paint and secret painting separately. This time, he was forced into no choice but to use them all at once in desperation. He just didn't expect the effect to be so amazing.
No wonder the old man always said that the art of painting was no less important than the Eight Great Skills. Now Wang Bing had finally mastered the key points of this art.
Originally, Wang Bing always felt that these two unique skills seemed to be missing something...
It seems that they need to be used together to unleash the true power of the art of painting.
However, why did our ancestors split such a powerful skill into two halves?
Wang Bing quickly came up with the answer to this question in his mind, because the threshold is high!
Learning one subject is hard enough, let alone learning two.
If the art of painting were really passed down intact, only a few people would be able to learn it, and this unique skill might disappear in a few decades.
I guess our ancestors must have had no choice but to split this unique skill into two parts.
Wang Bing thought about it and said to himself: So, does this count as me mastering another of the Eight Great Skills?
This time it can be said to be a great harvest!
Not only did the natural elf get it, but he also unexpectedly understood the true use of the art of painting.
Just as Wang Bing was walking in the tunnel and couldn't stop feeling excited, he suddenly saw Zhong Li sitting on a rock smoking not far ahead, and the ghost-hand wizard beside him was deader than dead.
"Hey, are you done here too?"
