Everyone was filled with disbelief as they looked at the painting.

The painting was filled with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers with mist drifting among them. A few people walked in the corners when suddenly, they turned their heads to look outside the painting.

One person's figure made an impression on most people in an instant. It was full of indifference, confidence, and power.

"The Hendrix Painting..." Someone uttered the name of the painting in a trembling voice.

"The Hendrix Painting? What's that?" Others wondered.

"Hendrix was once a holy being, very close to reaching the god position," someone who knew Hendrix said.

Hendrix was a painter who entered the path order through painting and comprehended other path orders after that.

he killed all the holy beings of the same level. The Hendrix Painting was none other than the painting painted by Hendrix that led

the Hendrix Painting more powerful. Even if Portia could not fully wield the power of the Hendrix Painting

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a big impression on Philip

his senses and whispered, "I'm surprised that the Hendrix Painting actually has the function of confusing the mind. It has cleverly used the

looked up at Portia. "You can't fully unleash the power of the Hendrix

and said, "Oh,

she poured her energy into it. The painting quickly exuded

of the painting

from the smoke, and

the Hendrix Painting. The painting slowly rolled up as if preventing others

this battle

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