We Agreed to Practice Martial Arts, Why the Hell Can You Explode Stars with One Punch?

Chapter 392 Mysterious Pigment Source

Wow!

As the incarnation of this crazy god pounced, a large amount of oil paint erupted and surged in the void, and continued to outline the painting, eventually forming a rain of swords all over the sky, pouring down!

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes.

The figure moved.

The conscious body dissipates in an instant.

And the gurgling clear spring that gushed out of the spring, representing the "path source", suddenly distorted and transformed.

soon.

This formed the appearance of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up:

"The body of consciousness intertwined and outlined by this 'path source material' is simply full of endless power!"

"even……"

"I feel like I can leave my body and go to the outside world directly. In this way, my combat power can instantly increase several times!"

certainly.

That's what it says.

But Qin Feng would never dare to let the "Path Source Essence" in his body be exposed at the moment.

Only in a real life or death crisis.

Used as a final trump card.

"boom!"

Qin Feng waved his hand.

Gray fog surged up all around, forming a seemingly ethereal but indestructible shield of gray fog, blocking the rain of paint swords that filled the sky with the smell of pollution.

The next moment.

Qin Feng's body moved.

A punch was thrown violently.

"Bang!!"

The void suddenly exploded, and a terrifying aura, carrying brilliant power, surged in from all directions.

Pushing towards the mad incarnation of the god.

"Ahh!!!"

A crazy looking woman.

Suddenly he let out a miserable scream.

Her entire enchanting body exploded and turned into a pool of squirming, broken paint, falling to the ground.

Paints and oils are pouring out all around like a volcanic eruption.

It's like losing its backbone.

It also fell apart.

And evaporated in the void.

"It's really vulnerable."

Qin Feng had some unfinished thoughts.

As soon as he saw it, he actually smashed the crazy incarnation of the god into pieces with one punch.

Can't help but feel boring.

Uh-huh!

His steps moved.

Come to the puddle of broken paint that fell on the ground.

The fragments of paint were seen twisting and wriggling continuously, as if they were trying to form a human face, but soon became unable to disperse.

especially……

Followed by Qin Feng.

Sensing the powerful source of Qin Feng's body.

These scraps of paint...

Started to shiver.

"The thing that my 'path source' really wants to devour should be hidden in this broken pigment."

Qin Feng grabbed it with his palm.

The broken paint immediately flew into his hand.

Tsk!

moment.

The power of the "Path Essence" in his body turned into wisps of clear and slender water, which penetrated into the broken paint and kept twisting, as if it was absorbing something.

"Ahhh!"

"No! No! Don't take away my essence!"

The broken paint keeps transforming into a woman's face.

Let out a cry of pain.

Madness, distortion, begging for mercy...all kinds of expressions emerged from this woman's face.

but.

Qin Feng turned a blind eye at all.

Just narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Essence? How could there be sesame hidden in the body of this crazy god's incarnation? Didn't the three goddesses of the Goddess Sect find it in him?"

"Or...is it too hidden?"

Qin Feng remembered what Bishop Aura said not long ago.

The reason why the incarnation of the god is crazy.

Just because...

Because of a weird paint.

Looking at the current incarnation of this crazy god, all the methods used are related to paint. It seems to be contaminated by paint, and it keeps shouting the language of the essence...

"Is it possible that the terrifying pigment smell mentioned by Bishop Aura is essentially... a powerful source of energy?"

While thinking.

Suddenly Qin Feng's heart moved.

I saw the strands of clear and transparent "Path Source Essence" flowing out from the broken paint in the palm of my hand.

The paint disappeared instantly.

It turned into a gray, prismatic crystal, and there seemed to be a weak consciousness that was still lingering inside.

And wrapped in the slender and transparent flowing water.

yes……

A piece of paper.

A corner piece of paper smeared with oil paint.

It looks like it was torn from a painting.

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