The appearance of the Painted Demon was beyond everyone's expectations. This old monster almost caused public outrage because of his excessive killings. Later, he disappeared for unknown reasons. Only a few people knew that this old monster was in White Deer Academy. Among them, it was not who trapped this old monster, but he was somehow persuaded by the master of White Deer Academy to bind himself to White Deer Academy.
Who in the world can trap this old monster? .
It must be that only the painting devil himself can trap himself.
Ye Yuan stood in the air without any movement, quietly watching the picture scroll in front of Hua Mo getting bigger and bigger. The scroll was several miles in size, with lifelike figures on it. These figures were the paintings of Hua Mo. What comes out is also a real person. If the painting demon erases it with one stroke, the people he dislikes will be erased from the painting, and the whole person will be erased at the same time.
This kind of killing method is extremely weird. Just by looking at it, Ye Yuan can't see anything special. The Eye of Jue Xiao was just forced to close due to the excessive amount of information it received in an instant, and it can't be used in a short time. Turn it on again.
The three princes of Great Qin are now as honest as quails, standing aside honestly, not daring to say anything. This painting demon is also a master of the Confucian sect, but it is this one who kills the most Confucian masters in the world. The old monster, a trace of cold sweat dripped down the Taifu's forehead, and he didn't dare to say anything for fear of offending this old monster.
Everyone stood there and waited for more than two hours before the painting scroll, which was several miles long, was completed by the painting demon. Most of the figures on it had been wiped out by it. The one who had the credentials to enter the Great Yuan Treasure House Almost half of the people who came from hundreds of forces were wiped out. Even the people from the Corpse Soul Sect were wiped out because the painting demon thought it was unlucky to have a coffin on the scroll.
A master in the Nascent Soul stage, in the hands of this old monster, is not much different from the difficulty of squeezing an ant to death.
Ye Yuan also felt cold all over his body. This old guy has mastered the Six Arts of Confucianism, and he is the best in calligraphy and painting. There is only one item, nothing else, but he has perfected his painting to the extreme. He uses understatement in his strokes and has reached the level of technique. Using space as a drawing paper, he can activate the law in just a stroke of his brush. That's enough.
At this level, it is no longer humanly possible to withstand it, and its cultivation level cannot match that of this old monster. There is no difference at all in his hands.
Ye Yuan glanced at Tai Tu cautiously. Based on his judgment, Ye Yuan had already understood that the tutor had already guessed that the painting demon had appeared here one step ahead, but at this moment, the old monster stopped everyone. He did not enter the Dayuan Treasure House, as if he was really addicted to painting. It has been two hours since the Dayuan Treasure House was opened, but no one has entered it.
This old monster simply cannot be judged by normal people's thinking. If he stopped everyone because he was trying to steal Dayuan's treasure house and entered it himself, Ye Yuan would still understand, but what does it mean now?
Ye Yuan gave Taifu a wink, this is the situation. It¡¯s not good for everyone. This old madman is too abnormal. I don¡¯t know how long it will be delayed here.
Seeing Ye Yuan¡¯s wink, Taifu naturally understood what Ye Yuan meant, but he pretended not to see it. Ye Yuan didn¡¯t understand Hua Mo. It doesn't mean that Taifu doesn't understand Hua Mo. Hua Mo himself is a Confucian monk. The records of Hua Mo among the spread of Confucianism are the most comprehensive. What this old madman despises most is Confucian monks. If he is crazy, Dafa, the first person to kill is the Confucian sect.
Another hour passed, but the painting demon was still enjoying himself, as if his whole mind had sunk into the painting. Sometimes he was laughing, sometimes he was scolding and crying, and he was no different from a madman.
Ye Yuan observed for a full three hours before he finally got some clues.
His mouth opened slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his palms. It was the first time he encountered such a master who didn't play according to common sense. Ye Yuan was also a little nervous. If he were a normal person, no matter how high his cultivation level, Ye Yuan would have the means to deal with it. At least he won't be as clueless as he is now. This guy is a complete lunatic. He doesn't care who you are. He will just kill you when you are in a bad mood. It's an understatement.
Suddenly, the painting demon Mou Ran turned his head, looked at Ye Yuan, smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood, and said: "Boy, was it you who looked over just now? What do you want to say? Look at my painting. how?"
Ye Yuan was stunned. Before he could react, the painting demon appeared beside Ye Yuan and grabbed Ye Yuan's shoulders. Before Ye Yuan could react, he grabbed Ye Yuan and appeared in front of the scroll.
With a proud smile on the face of the painting demon, he said: "Seeing as you were able to see me before, you must be able to understand my paintings. Take a look, how about it? How about it?"
There is a trace of hope on Hua Mo¡¯s face.Previously, Ye Yuan used the Eyes of Jue Xiao to see through his deeds. Instead of being angry at all, he felt happy to see him, as if he had met a confidant.
Ye Yuan's heart moved, and he looked at the scroll. The scroll was spread out for several miles. From the perspective of the painting demon, the scroll had been perfectly integrated with the surrounding space, and the individual figures in it were not even visible at all. You can't tell that they are in the scroll, but they are like living people standing in this space. You can even see the various expressions on their faces, as well as the unified fear in their eyes.
Ye Yuan was silent for a long time. The three Dukes of Great Qin, Changsun Wuji, the old man, and the people of the Chu family who were standing far away were all stiff and dripping with cold sweat, for fear that Ye Yuan would say something that would anger this old monster. This old monster went crazy.
Before Ye Yuan spoke, the Tutor in the distance was already a little afraid of the heavy burden. He didn't know how to transmit sound to Ye Yuan. The vague voice as thin as a mosquito rang in Ye Yuan's ears: "Don't say that. Good words.¡±
Ye Yuan glanced lightly, and saw that the Grand Tutor of Qin, who was usually strategizing, actually showed a horrified expression.
Ye Yuan looked at the scroll, and then at the painting demon who was full of hope. His heart was beating wildly, wondering whether he should listen to the Taifu's words.
Seeing Ye Yuan's solemn expression and being silent for a long time, the painting demon continued to urge, "Little brother, please show me quickly. How is my painting? I haven't been so satisfied with my painting for many years."
Ye Yuanyi was cruel and spit out four words from his mouth: "It's worse than bullshit!"
As soon as these four words came out. There were a dozen people around who didn't dare to move, but as promised, their faces turned pale as paper.
The painting demon seemed to be sluggish. Looking at the several-mile-long scroll, he seemed to be completely stupid. He stared blankly at the scroll and murmured to himself: "How could this happen? How could this happen ¡¡±
The aura around him also began to become disordered, and traces of extremely violent aura began to slowly appear. A kind of violence slowly emerged from Hua Mo's originally peaceful aura, and then the whole person seemed to be an extremely ferocious head. The ferocious beast seemed to be slowly waking up.
The change in the painting demon appears. The Taifu then shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!"
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????. The Third Duke turned into a ray of light and rushed to the gate of the Great Yuan Treasure House and disappeared.
Ye Yuan's expression changed, and he said to Changsun Wuji and the old man: "You two go in!"
The old man and Changsun Wuji rushed into the Dayuan Treasure House and disappeared, and the people of the Chu family also followed and disappeared through the gate of the Dayuan Treasure House.
Feeling the earth-shaking changes taking place in the painting demon's aura, Ye Yuan still didn't understand that he had been tricked by his master.
Don¡¯t say nice things. It will inevitably cause this change in the painted demon, and it is also the only way for everyone to escape. But looking at the painted demon's appearance, one knows that this old monster will definitely make it difficult for Ye Yuan to die after he wakes up.
Ye Yuan turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the gate of Dayuan Treasure House.
After more than a dozen breaths, the aura around Hua Mo has become like a demon, with a ferocious face, and wisps of awe-inspiring aura lingering around his body, but it gives people a feeling of boiling demonic energy. Hua Mo looks up to the sky and roars. The brush in his hand flashed an afterimage in an instant, and countless afterimages of the brush appeared in the space dozens of miles around.
Lines were outlined one after another, and in an instant, the painting demon shouted loudly: "The painted ground is a prison!"
With a loud shout, the land with a radius of dozens of miles seemed to be peeled off, and then turned into a picture scroll dozens of miles in size, which enveloped everything around the gate of Dayuan Treasure House. There was an obvious gap where the scroll connected with the place dozens of miles away, and this place had been completely sealed by the scroll.
With an angry look on his face, the Painting Demon rushed into the Dayuan Treasure House with his painting brush in hand.
"Don't run, you can't run!"
At this time, the monks who were following them came one after another, but they could not enter the area dozens of miles around the gate of the Dayuan Treasure House. The dense crowds became more and more dense, and more and more people gathered. , but no one can break through the prison of the painted devil.
Inside the Dayuan Treasure House, after Ye Yuan rushed in, he did not see many buildings as expected, and none of the many buildings that had appeared in the phantom before appeared.
There are only small spaces divided into pieces.
Ye Yuan is in a small space that is ten feet long, wide and high. There is an exit on six sides of this small space.
Ye Yuan closed his eyes and sensed it, but found that this small space of ten feet had blocked everything outside, and he could not sense anything ten feet away.
?Moreover, the small space here is still in operation all the time, and it is extremely chaotic.
Ye Yuan sensed the direction of movement in this small space and walked towards the exit on the right. After passing through this exit, he entered another small space.
As soon as he entered it, wisps of dark green gas appeared out of thin air in this small space of ten feet. Ye Yuan held his breath, but the gas penetrated from the pores of Ye Yuan's skin into Ye Yuan's body. In an instant, Ye Yuan's powerful body, which had been strengthened several times, was in danger of being corroded.
The shrunken life essence in the body circulated in a circle, and all the poisonous gas was expelled from the body.
"The poisonous gas triggered by the poisonous ambergris saliva of the poisonous dragon!"
Ye Yuan frowned, and once again walked towards an exit on the left side of the small space in the direction he had just judged. After crossing the exit, he came to a small space burning with black flames, and Changsun Wuji and the old man's But the figure flashed away in an exit directly in front.
"Demon fire!"
With the life essence all over his body, Ye Yuan crossed the ten-foot distance in one step, and then rushed into the exit where the old man and Changsun Wuji passed through. After passing through, the life essence around him shook, and those things seemed to be possessed. The demonic fire, which was like gangrenous bone, then fell to the ground and disappeared.
The old man and Changsun Wuji were both a little embarrassed. They looked at Ye Yuan. Ye Yuan directly instilled a life essence into each of them without saying a word. He whispered: "What's going on here?"
Changsun Wuji's expression was not very good, and he said: "My Lord, this is the guardian formation of the Great Yuan Treasure House, the Dimensional Killing Formation, the second-grade Dao Formation! There are eighteen thousand small spaces in it, which are used to guard the Great Yuan Treasure. Ku's protective formation may have appeared because it was activated and something unexpected happened. If not, the person with the key does not need to enter here!"
Ye Yuan's face was gloomy. Said: "Do you know how to pass through this Yuan Killing Formation?"
Changsun Wuji was silent for a moment. Said: "There is no way to break this formation. We can only judge the direction and go through it!"
Ye Yuan didn¡¯t say much when he heard the words. He sensed the marks he had buried before to judge the direction of movement in the small space he was in. After a moment, he said: "Follow me!"
With that said, Ye Yuan rushed towards the passage above his head.
As soon as they passed through the passage, they saw golden silk threads as thin as spider silk densely packed into a large net moving towards the three of them.
The old man threw a flying sword, which was a spiritual weapon. The flying sword seemed to pass through the golden threads without touching them at all. However, after the flying sword fell to the ground, it shattered into dozens of pieces. The incision was extremely smooth, and the expressions of the three people changed drastically.
"This is the energy of Gengjin condensed to the extreme!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Yuan opened his mouth. Taking a breath at the moving golden threads, the air flow surged, and the Jin Jingyuan attached to Ye Yuan's lungs suddenly stirred, and the Gengjin Qi that had been condensed to the extreme seemed to be attracted by an irresistible force and collapsed one after another. It turned into strands of silk thread and sank into Ye Yuan's mouth. Swallowed by the golden essence attached to Ye Yuan's lungs.
"Let's go! Next, down below."
In just these few breaths, the small space I was in has moved several times. When I walked down the passage I came up from just now, it was no longer the same small space.
This time, it is a safe space with nothing in it.
After waiting for dozens of breaths, Ye Yuancai suddenly said: "On the right!"
Traveling through the past again, you will find a small space filled with fog. After entering, you find that this space is far from being ten feet in size. It is full of fog, but it seems to be boundless.
The old man said in a deep voice: "Sumina Mustard Seed! You follow my footsteps!"
As he spoke, the old man began to walk at a specific pace. With one step, there was only a small black dot left in the distance. Ye Yuan and Changsun Wuji followed the old man's footsteps and took the same step. It seemed that It is already more than ten miles away from where we were just now.
After walking for a cup of tea, we arrived at the central passage.
After passing through this passage, you come to the next small space again, which is a small space with countless characters floating in it. Characters are engraved on the top, bottom and four sides.
Changsun Wuji glanced at Ye Yuan and said, "My lord, which way will we go this time?"
Ye Yuan pointed forward and said: "The one right in front!"
Changsun Wuji then said: "Okay, leave this level to the old slave!"
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Changsun Wuji volleys into the air to calligraphy and painting, outlining with a pointing pen, and characters fly out one by one, suddenly contacting someone above the ground.The characters coincided with each other, and the words floating in the air coincided with the ears. After a moment, a avenue without characters was revealed in the center.
After passing through a passage again, the expressions of the three of them changed drastically. Before the three of them could make any move, this small space was already blocked.
Looking at the crazy-looking painting demon, Ye Yuan's face was extremely ugly. When the painting demon saw Ye Yuan, he was ecstatic, like a child who had found a beloved toy that was lost, and instantly blocked the small space. The demon rushed over with steps, and the flash of light in his eyes made Ye Yuan's whole body feel cold.
And just when everyone¡¯s attention was attracted by the Dayuan Treasure House, the northwest of Tianyuan Realm.
However, Bingzhou and Liangzhou in the north and northeast of Yuzhou have completely fallen silently. More than 99% of the monks there have turned into the Night Walker clan, and almost all the mortals have also turned into the lowest Night Walker clan. servant.
To the east of Yuzhou is the East China Sea, where demonic beasts are constantly raging. Basically no monks can pass through this sea area, and to the northwest is the Icefield Highlands. The Icefield Highlands have always been xenophobic. No monks are welcome here, so Yuzhou, which was occupied by the Corpse Soul Sect and Yugui Sect, completely cut off the passage from Bingzhou and Liangzhou to the center of Tianyuan Realm. Therefore, Bingzhou and Liangzhou were completely fallen, but not many people knew about it.
At this moment, when the night fell and the dense black shadows covering the sky began to penetrate Xuzhou in the west of Yuzhou, everyone discovered the terrifying creatures of the Nocturnal Clan.
Any living creature encountered will be transformed into a Nocturnal after being bitten by a Nocturnal.
Love the dark night and love killing. Under the dark night, even if the Night Walkers are injured, they will recover quickly. Unless they are torn into pieces or their heads are blown to pieces, they will die completely.
Under the dark night, under the dense army of Night Walkers and the surprise attack of hundreds of thousands of Night Walkers, most of the monks in Xuzhou fell overnight. It was not until the sun rose the next day and the Night Walkers retreated that the devastated areas were left. The earth, there is a gloomy sky above the earth.
Xuzhou was originally a state with the lowest overall strength. After this time, it was completely destroyed. The remaining monks began to rush towards the center of Tianyuan Realm and began to spread the news of the emergence of the Night Walker Clan. The many Night Walker Clan slaves remaining in Xuzhou, But the moment the sun came out, everything turned into powder and disappeared.
In Xianyang City, the new emperor stood on the Temple of Heaven, reciting sacrificial inscriptions, looking at the clouds above his head that had completely appeared, and the looming dragon veins and dragon energy inside, and murmured to himself: "Success or failure. , that¡¯s why!¡±
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