Immediately, I saw that the portrait of the goddess was windless, the void was suspended, and the surrounding air was all rattling, exuding a solemn atmosphere, as if she was angry at Jiang Chen's behavior just now. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's just touching your face twice, is it necessary to react so much?" Jiang Chen jokingly mocked.

But the words fell, suddenly, it didn't feel right, because he just made a move by Meng Lang, which was to anger the woman in the painting.

"That kind of breath, is it the breath of the divine soul?"

Jiang Chen suddenly came to his senses, and he stared at the portrait and looked at it.

Because, this is very strange, the portrait was originally dead, but there are signs of coming back to life, a powerful divine soul breath, sweeping, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

"Could it be that in this painting, a soul is detained?" Jiang Chen secretly thought to himself and muttered to himself.

After that, in order to verify the conjecture in his heart, Jiang Chen grabbed the portrait of the goddess with his big hand, grabbed the portrait of the goddess, and made a more Meng Lang move.

Jiang Chen's five fingers of his right hand stretched out and grabbed the woman's chest viciously at the painting.

Naturally, this was just a bluff, because Jiang Chen wanted to figure out what was going on.

"Buzz!"

But it was Jiang Chen's fingers, who had not yet touched the chest of the woman in the painting, but had an astonishing coercion, which directly impacted the depths of his soul.

"Sure enough." Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.

That coercion was very grand, if it weren't for the power of his soul, if it weren't ordinary, I was afraid that under that impact, the soul would be torn to pieces in an instant, and blood would fall.

His guess was right, in this portrait of the goddess, there was indeed a soul imprisoned, or rather, a fragment of the soul.

"Who are you?" Jiang Chen spoke.

The light and shadow floated, and in the room, as Jiang Chen said this, a white light rushed to the sky, and he saw the portrait of the goddess, trembling violently, and after a while, a figure walked out of the portrait.

This is a phantom, no flesh and blood, she is very indifferent, looking at Jiang Chen, but that kind of face is still blurry and hazy, unable to see through.

"Am I handsome?" Jiang Chen asked.

"You're looking for death!"

The phantom spoke, not angry and self-assured, and a strong sense of oppression swept towards Jiang Chen, as if Jiang Chen, who was about to oppress, surrendered to her.

Her eyes were too cold and arrogant, when she stared at Jiang Chen, she seemed to be looking at an ant, and there was a flame beating in her eyes like stars in the sky, which was clearly a sign of extreme anger.

"So am I handsome or not?" Jiang Chen asked again, as if this question was very important to him, and he had to answer it, otherwise he would be endless.

The woman didn't speak, her right hand, raised in vain, and the almost transparent right palm slapped down horizontally.

Seeing the woman's move, Jiang Chen didn't think about it, he just retreated quickly, that palm contained supreme destructive power, even if it was just a phantom, but it was still not something he could deal with.

"Boom!"

The whole restaurant shook up, and under the pressure of the wind, all the furniture in the room turned into powder.

Even if Jiang Chen launched it with all his might, he still couldn't avoid it, and was swept away by a powerful impact, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn woman, are you crazy?" Jiang Chen's name is depressed.

The woman was indifferent, and her right hand was raised again.

"Wait......" Jiang Chen hurriedly stopped him, and scolded unpleasantly: "Just a projection of a soul fragment, you want to kill me, aren't you afraid that you will be wiped out?" ”

The voice fell, it was clearly visible, the woman's delicate body, trembling slightly, and then, the phantom that was almost condensed into substance, at a speed visible to the naked eye, faded a little, and could dissipate at any time.

Jiang Chen sneered, and then said: "At most, you can only make one more move, and you will return to the painting...... But if I am lucky enough not to die, I, Jiang Chen, swear, will humiliate you by means you can't imagine! ”

Jiang Chen's words were extremely frivolous, he was like a revenge, staring at the woman's chest, that part was round and towering, there was no doubt that if he touched it with both hands, he would have an amazing feel.

It can be seen that a trace of anger flashed in the woman's eyes, but she never made another move after all, because Jiang Chen was not wrong.

"Why do you know this?" With her arms down, the woman asked.

The voice of her speech, like a phantom, is in the ears, there is a sense of illusion, very unreal, but this woman's cultivation is powerful, word by word, directly asking the soul, making people's souls tremble.

"How about the two of us, working together?" Jiang Chen did not answer the woman's question, but put forward conditions.

Even if it is just a projection of a soul fragment, this woman can easily kill a powerhouse in the Guiyuan Realm, but now, she has no freedom, because, if she is in the portrait, she may be annihilated at any time.

If you can keep such a powerful existence by your side and use it for yourself, then it will undoubtedly be a big killer, and at a critical moment, it can play an unexpected effect.

Of course, the premise of this is that this proud woman must cooperate absolutely, otherwise, once he is wishful thinking, he will leave a great scourge, failing to hurt others, but hurting himself.

"You're not qualified." The woman said coldly.

"What if I can get you out?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

"Humble as an ant, dare to speak out!" The woman sneered, her demeanor was squinting, she had an innate pride, even if she didn't do anything, her whole body exuded a kind of domineering aura that was proud of the world, so that people didn't dare to look at it!

This means that she is extraordinary, although for some reason, her soul was broken, and one of the soul fragments had to live in a painting, but this is undeniable.

"Look down on me?" Jiang Chen didn't care, and said lazily, "I don't understand, what qualifications do you have to look down on me?" You say I'm like an ant, but what about yourself? And what? Maybe you were once powerful and brilliant, but now, you are nothing, and you have nothing. ”

It seems to be touched by Jiang Chen's words, and the virtual shadow is obviously a little diluted, like a broken candle, which may be extinguished at any time.

"Your soul, shattered, is now only about a tenth of it, forced to live in this painting...... However, you are really narcissistic enough, and you actually live in a self-portrait of yourself......" Jiang Chen Shi Ran spoke.

"Shut up!"

The woman was angry, and immediately, the room was filled with a murderous atmosphere.

"Don't be angry, in fact, I'm more curious, who beat you so badly, and whether that person is still alive in this world? If you are still alive, will you rush over as soon as you know that your soul is not extinguished? Jiang Chen said leisurely.

He said it casually, but every word pierced the woman's heart, and the breath on the woman's body swelled sharply, and it was on the verge of exploding.

"You said you wanted to save me, how to save me? Since you know so much, you should understand that such existence is not what you can imagine...... Poor ants, who are so poor in imagination, who have the qualifications to speak in front of me? The woman asked.

"Why be so vitriol?" Jiang Chenwan shrugged his shoulders and chuckled: "As long as you live, there are infinite possibilities, right?" And how do you know that I can't work miracles? ”

"Alive...... Infinite possibilities? ”

The woman muttered to herself, and her eyes quietly became a little confused, but she didn't say much, turned around, and instantly disappeared into the painting.

"What's the situation?" Jiang Chen was speechless.

He still thought that he would use his three-inch tongue, even if he said a lot of things, to persuade this woman, who knew that he would not be given a chance to play at all.

The woman disappeared, the portrait flew to the table, Jiang Chen walked over, grabbed it in his hand, and was speechless for a while.

I have to say that this woman is really arrogant to the extreme, even if it is only a tenth of the soul fragments, she is still proud and unwilling to give in.

"A tenth?"

Jiang Chen groaned, which also means that this woman made a move before, but she could only use at most, at most one-tenth of her strength, and this is still the most ideal situation, if this soul fragment is weaker, she may not even be able to exert one-tenth of her strength.

One-tenth of the power can easily sweep away the powerhouses of the Guiyuan Realm, so how terrifying should this woman be in her heyday?

Jiang Chen's imagination is naturally not as poor as the woman thinks, after all, he was born extraordinary, to a certain extent, it can be said that he was born to know, and he is naturally able to comprehend how unstoppable this woman used to be.

That is the real peerless supreme, and maybe, it is the pinnacle existence above the True Martial Continent.

"Give you a chance to prove it, or else, huh......"

In the depths of her mind, a voice suddenly sounded, and the woman directly used her soul to transmit the voice, warning Jiang Chen, and the threat was overflowing.

Such words undoubtedly told Jiang Chen that if Jiang Chen could not prove the value of her existence, then she would probably kill it with her own hands.

"And proof?" Hearing this, Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.

Before, in order to send Wen Qingxin and Shen Shijing out smoothly and forcibly apprentice, he can be said to have suffered a lot, but now, he is here again.

"Why do you like this?" Jiang Chen was speechless.

"You don't need to prove it, when you have more contact with me, you will understand how talented I am, destined to astonish the world, on the continent, blooming with divine brilliance." Jiang Chen said with a big grin.

He stared at the portrait and said, "By that time you will tremble and surrender for my maid." ”

The portrait was very quiet, and there was no special reaction, as if he didn't take Jiang Chen's words to heart, or perhaps, he didn't think that Jiang Chen would have such a day.

This is the contempt of the strongest for the weak.

Jiang Chen grinned, he found that he was a little looking forward to that day, because what he was going to take was exactly that kind of road to strength. I just don't know that when that day really comes, what kind of posture will this woman appear by his side......