Chapter 1344 New 1-Paint-1-World

"Afraid?"

Yuan Cheng grinned, "I'm afraid of a ball! Now that my king is born, these gods and demon families ranked in the top three will give way to our Tianshan Snowman clan!"

Listening to Yuan Cheng's heroic words, several elders and leaders of the Yeti Clan in Tianshan responded enthusiastically.

"That's right! The wolf-eating tribe is a ball!"

"Hit him, hahaha..."

"Lord Li Mo, don't mind."

The ape brother on the side introduced Li Mo in a low voice, "We Tianshan Snowman clan is a character that is not afraid of anything, and now my king is out. Everyone has nothing to be afraid of. And to be honest, with the king around, the wolf-devouring clan is considered What?"

"Hey, what do I mind?"

Li Mo waved his hand and picked up the wine bowl. With a bold voice, imitating those strong men of the Snowman tribe in Tianshan Mountain, he said, "Then I'll be here, and I wish you all a triumphant return. That wolf-eating tribe is a ball! Hit him!"

"Ha ha……"

All the strong men of the Yeti Clan in Tianshan Mountain smiled boldly, clinked glasses with Li Mo one after another, and drank the spirits in the bowls in one gulp.

Li Mo looked around at the strong men of the Snowman tribe in Tianshan Mountain, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes.

In the days that followed, they would inevitably fight against the Clan pseudo-Heavenly Court. So don't look at what everyone says is easy, but wait until the next time we get together to drink like this, some people may not have the opportunity to clink glasses like this.

War is cruel, just like the one hundred thousand mountains. The strong man who buried more than 200,000 bones has lived so many days now. There is still a bloody atmosphere on the Shiwan Dashan.

But Li Mo knew that facing the aggressiveness of the false heaven. This war is inevitable, want peace? Only by typing it out!

Li Mo and the strong men of the Snowman tribe in Tianshan drank until late at night, and then Brother Yuan arranged a house for Li Mo.

This house is not far from the house that Li Mo once stepped on, and it also belongs to the best house of their Snowman tribe in Tianshan Mountain. After all, the Snowmen of Tianshan Mountain are not good at building, and it is not easy to build a house.

"I'm going to retreat for a few days, please trouble the Second Elder not to let others come near here."

Li Mo's voice came from inside the room, and Brother Yuan pleaded his promise to Li Mo.

"Lord Li Mo, don't worry about retreating.

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Inside the room, Li Mo's figure seemed a little small in this room. After all, this is a house prepared for the Snowman Race in Tianshan Mountain. The interior of the house is very empty, and the furnishings are even simpler.

It was a bit cold inside the igloo, but after Li Mo forced the drink out of his body with the aura in his body, he was sweating profusely.

Then there was a clang, and a large cauldron appeared in the house.

Li Mo slapped the cauldron with his palm, and a fiery flame appeared in the cauldron.

"Tick tock..."

A drop of water fell, Li Mo raised his head and looked up. This igloo is going to melt at this moment?

The last time Li Mo destroyed one of the few houses of the Yeti Clan in Tianshan Mountain, will he melt one this time?

Thinking about those Snowman clansmen in the Tianshan Mountains outside who were still sleeping in the wind and snow, Li Mo couldn't bear to do such damage all the time. So Li Mo clapped his hands, and a spiritual energy protected the igloo so that the high temperature could not penetrate into the igloo.

Sure enough, the running water on the roof stopped ticking and froze into ice again.

Then, with a swipe of the palm of his hand, Li Mo threw a bunch of Tianshan silk obtained from the Snow King of Tianshan into the cauldron.

"Zizi..."

The flames in the cauldron immediately covered the Tianshan silk, and the colorful Tianshan silk shone brightly under the burning of the flames.

"Ding ding ding..."

Crisp voices could be heard continuously in the house, Li Mo was refining Tianshan silk with thousands of emeralds and hundreds of refining methods.

Three days passed in a flash, with Li Mo's continuous forging and quenching. The brilliant colors on the Tianshan silk have gradually faded away, but the Tianshan silk has become even brighter.

After a few days, Tianshan silk has been woven into a blank picture scroll in the tripod.

Turn off the flame and take out the scroll. Li Mo frowned, what do you want to draw?

One painting, one world is not only relying on the quality of Tianshan silk to upgrade the level, but also calligraphy and painting, as well as time and space.

Like Dongfang Yibai, he is well-read. It is because he doesn't understand time and space, that's why he has been unable to refine a painting and a world. In the end, it was Li Mo who created half of the 'Void Wood' with the power of origin, and helped Dongfang Yibai to successfully refine a painting and a world.

"Yes!"

After pondering for a moment, Li Mo's eyes lit up.

Then, Li Mo took out the brush and ink in the storage bag, and started to draw with the brush.

The lines are drawn, and a dark figure appears in one painting and one world. The figure was blurred and its eyes were closed. The figure is pitch black, but the natural aura of a superior person permeates the entire scroll.

It seems that the world is under the control of this figure, as long as he opens his eyes. It is the scene of the mountains and rivers, and the death of all living beings.

Then, Li Mo's brushwork did not stop at all. Seven figures in succession were outlined by Li Mo, and the seven people spread out on the scroll. Everyone has the momentum to hold the sun and the moon and pick the stars.

This figure was exactly the figure that Li Mo condensed when he competed with Hu Lin in the illusion. They were the quasi-emperors that Li Mo saw. Among them are Li Mo's enemies and Li Mo's friends.

Of course, even if the opponent is recruited into the One Painting One World during the battle, these seven figures can't be scary enough to display the power of the quasi-emperor.

But in this mysterious world of one painting and one painting, if these seven figures besiege it, the strong in the god realm will not be enough to see it, right?

After drawing the seven figures, Li Mo's face was pale, and beads of sweat flowed down his cheeks.

These are the seven quasi-emperors, and I want to outline their appearance and temperament. How difficult is it? Even after entering the mid-stage of the Celestial Wonderland, even Li Mo, who is full of aura, can't bear it.

If it were any other powerhouse in the Celestial Wonderland, I'm afraid he would have given up halfway.

"Huh...it's not easy to get these seven guys out. It's even more difficult to mobilize seven of them during the battle. Right now, we can only mobilize a few of them to participate in the battle with spiritual energy."

With a long breath, Li Mo said in surprise. It's not easy to get involved with an emperor.

After drawing the scroll, Li Mo built a spirit gathering array in the igloo. Of course, the stick of origin acts as the eye of the formation, and the rolling golden power of origin pervades the spirit gathering formation.

Li Mo also doesn't understand the power of time and space, so he had to use this stick of origin to give a painting a world the power of origin.

Putting one painting and one world into the spirit-gathering array, Li Mo activated the spirit-gathering array.

"Hoo hoo..."

There was a strong wind, and Li Mo had also beheaded many monks in the Earth Wonderland and Heaven Wonderland recently, and their storage bags were all cheaper than Li Mo in the end. So the eyes of this spirit-gathering formation are all made of high-level spirit stones, how strong should it be?

I saw that the power of origin in the spirit gathering array was like a tornado, sweeping the dragon and gathering towards the world.