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Chapter 1841 The Immortal in the Painting

As she spoke, the fairy in the painting pinched the brush hanging in the air and saw her skillfully draw a stroke in the air.

Seeing Lin Hao painting in the painting, he suddenly felt dazed, as if he was almost attracted to the strokes of the immortal in the painting... Illusion! Lin Hao immediately held his breath and concentrated his mind, and his soul was stable for an instant, avoiding being imprisoned by the illusion of the immortal in the painting.

But this also made his pupils shrink slightly, and he looked at the immortal in the painting with even more appreciation.

The Taoist techniques of Mochiyuan are indeed unfathomable.

Even his soul was as powerful as him, he almost got the magic trick out of the immortal in the painting.

There is no reason why Mochiyuan can become the only nine-star sect in the Dongtu Shenzhou.

"So, you've noticed something wrong with this room?"

Lin Hao waved his hand to break up the illusion and looked at the immortal in the painting in front of him speechlessly.

Since I knew something was wrong in this room, why didn’t I say it out earlier?

The immortal in the painting was justified and snorted with a soft voice when he heard this: "What about that?"

Do you think I would be willing to live in the same room with you?

Haven't you taken advantage of me enough?"

Lin Hao: "..." "In your opinion, what should we do next?"

Lin Hao asked helplessly because he suddenly realized that within the Tengling tribe, the experiences of the immortals in the painting seemed to be stronger than him.

At least, he did not recognize the wings of the fantasy feather bird and the black spirit ghost crow. Instead, it was the fairy in the painting. As soon as she entered the room, she immediately discovered something wrong with the feather and walked over to observe it for a long time.

The immortal in the painting did not continue to be arrogant. He chuckled slightly when he heard this. She was as beautiful as if she had walked out of the painting. At this time, her smile was even more beautiful and thrilling, which made Lin Hao slightly stunned.

"Simple!"

"Since this Tengling Ancient Clan has made so much preparations to trap us, now that we will be strongly obstructed by them when we go out rashly."

"I think we might as well attack the east and secretly go to Chen Cang!"

"Speak east and attack west?"

Lin Hao was confused.

"Stupid!"

The immortal in the painting glanced at Lin Hao with a grudge, "Didn't the Phoenix Eagle still stay outside the lake?"

I remember well, it seems that Huang Ying has already made a summoning contract with you, right?

Then you just need to summon the Phoenix Eagle, even if you just let it fly around the island in the middle of the lake. With the powerful demonic power of the Phoenix Eagle, you guess, will the Tengling tribe on this island be in chaos in an instant?"

As he said that, the immortal in the painting narrowed his eyes: "And if you could let the Phoenix Eagle approach the holy mountain Tengling Mountain, you said, will the high priest and the elders also be affected?"

"At that time, we will leave here quietly. Whether we take the opportunity to rob the treasures here or explore the holy mountain, we will be able to capture it?"

After saying that, the immortal in the painting looked at Lin Hao proudly, as if waiting for Lin Hao's praise.
Chapter completed!
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