Omnipotent Overlord - 1329

“afraid?”

Yuan Cheng grinned, “I’m afraid of a ball! Now that my king is born, these top three gods and demons will give us a place for the Tianshan Yeti Clan!”

Listening to the heroic words of Yuan Cheng, several elders and leaders of the Tianshan Yeti tribe responded with enthusiasm.

“Yes! The wolf-eater is a ball!”

“Hit him, hahaha…”

“Master Li Mo don’t mind.”

On the side, Uncle Ape introduced to Li Mo in a low voice, “Our Tianshan Yeti Clan was originally a character that is not afraid of the sky, and now I am the king. Everyone is not afraid. And to be honest, there is a king, and the wolf clan is counted. what?”

“Hey, what do I mind.”

Li Mo waved his hand and picked up the wine bowl. The voice is heroic, learning from those strong men of the Tianshan Yeti tribe and drank “Then I am here, I wish you all return in triumph, that wolf-eater, count as a ball! Hit him!”

“Ha ha……”

A group of Tianshan Yeti clan powerhouses smiled boldly, and one after another they bumped a glass with Li Mo and drank the spirits in the bowl.

Li Mo looked around at the Tianshan Snowman powerhouse with his eyes, a trace of unbearable flashes in his eyes.

In the following days, they and the pseudo-heavenly court of the cricket clan will have a battle. So don’t look at what everyone said is easy, but when you get together for a drink like this next time, some people may not have the chance to clink glasses like this.

War is cruel, just like Shiwan Dashan. The strong man who buried more than two hundred thousand bones has lived so many days now. There is still a bloody atmosphere in Shiwan Dashan.

But Li Mo knew that facing the aggressiveness of the pseudo-heaven. This war is inevitable, want peace? Only type it out!

Li Mo and the strongman of the Tianshan Yeti clan drank directly into the night, after which Ape Bozhong arranged a house for Li Mo.

This house is not far from the house Li Mo once trampled on, and it belongs to the better house of their Tianshan Yeti tribe. After all, their Tianshan Snowmen are not good at building, and it is not easy to build a house.

“I’m going to retreat for a few days, the second elder, please don’t let others come near here.”

Li Mo’s voice came from inside the room, and Uncle Ape lined his chest to promise Li Mo.

“Master Li Mo can rest assured and retreat.”

Inside the room, Li Mo’s figure looked a little small in this room. After all, this is a house for the Tianshan Yeti Clan. The interior of the house is very empty, and the furnishings are even simpler.

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

Then only heard a clang, a big tripod appeared in the house.

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

“Tick…”

A drop of water fell, and Li Mo looked up. This igloo is actually going to melt right now?

Last time, Li Mo destroyed one of the few houses of the Tianshan Yeti tribe. Will one melt this time?

Thinking about the Tianshan Yeti tribesmen who are still sleeping in the wind and snow, Li Mo can’t bear it all the time. So Li Mo palmed his hand, and a spirit energy protected the igloo, preventing the high temperature from invading the igloo.

Sure enough, the running water on the roof no longer ticked, and it froze into ice again.

Then, with a stroke of Li Mo’s palm, he threw a bunch of Tianshan silk from the Tianshan Snow King into the cauldron.

“Zizi…”

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

“Ding Ding Ding…”

Crisp voices kept coming from inside the house, and Li Mo was refining Tianshan silk with thousands of refining methods.

Three days passed in a flash, as Li Mo continued to forge and quench. The brilliant colors on the Tianshan silk have gradually faded, but the Tianshan silk has become more shiny.

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

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

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

Like Dongfang Yibai, reading a group of books. It is because I don’t understand the time and space together, so I have been unable to refine one painting and one world. In the end, it was Li Mo who used the power of origin to create half of the’empty wood’, which helped Dongfang Yibai successfully refine a painting and a world.

“Yes!”

After a moment of contemplation, Li Mo’s eyes lit up.

Then, Li Mo took out his pen and ink from his storage bag, and started drawing.

The lines are outlined, and a dark figure appears in a world of paintings. The figure was vague and his eyes closed tightly. The figure is dark, but the natural high-ranking aura permeates the entire picture scroll.

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

Then, Li Mo’s penfeng did not pause at all. Seven figures in succession were outlined by Li Mo, and the seven were scattered on the scroll. Everyone has the momentum to hold the sun and the moon to pick the stars.

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

Of course, even if the opponent is recruited into the world of one painting and one painting during the battle, these seven figures can’t be terrible enough to exert the power of the quasi emperor.

But in this mysterious one painting one world, if these seven figures besieged, the Heavenly God Realm powerhouse would not be enough to see it, right?

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

These are the seven quasi emperors, wanting to outline their appearance and temperament. How hard is it? Even in the middle of the heavenly fairyland, even the aura of Li Mo could not bear it.

If you change to another Heavenly Wonderland powerhouse, I’m afraid you would have given up halfway long ago.

“Huh… It’s not easy for Guanghua to get out of these seven guys. It’s harder to mobilize seven of them when fighting. At the moment, only a few of them can be mobilized to participate in the battle with aura.”

After taking a long breath, Li Mo said in surprise. Anyone who has gotten an emperor is simple.

After finishing the picture, Li Mo built a spirit gathering formation in the igloo. Of course, the rod of origin acts as the eye of the formation, and the golden origin power is permeated in the gathering spirit formation.

Li Mo didn’t understand the power of time and space, so he had to use this rod of origin to give the power of the origin of a painting and a world.

With a painting and a world still in the Spirit Gathering Array, Li Mo started the Spirit Gathering Array.

“Woo…”

The wind was violent, and Li Mo recently killed many cultivators in Wonderland and Heavenly Wonderland, and their storage bags were finally cheaper than Li Mo. So the eyes of this spirit gathering formation are all made of high-level spirit stones. How strong should it be?

I saw the power of origin in the Spirit Gathering Array resembling a tornado, sweeping the dragon and converging to a world.