Zhuo Feng hurriedly curled up with his left hand to avoid unnecessary injury.

The left arm of the head guard was numb, and then there was a heart-piercing pain. The left hand was bitten by a wolf, and blood gushed out from the wolf's tooth prints.

After the fireball was pushed out of the fireball, the right hand also condensed the essence energy, smashed it at the wolf's abdomen, and smashed the yellow wolf to the ground for four or five times before he could barely stand up.

Busy tearing up the sleeves and bandaging the wounds, the smell of blood can most irritate the wolf's fighting spirit, which is not a good thing.

Sure enough, the yellow wolf smelled the fishy smell of blood, and with a furious face, he was ready to attack Zhuo Feng again.

At this time, Zhuo Feng had already condensed a larger yellow essence energy ball in his right hand, ready to fight the yellow wolf for the best time. As soon as it hit it in the abdomen just now, the yellow wolf became cunning, jumping back and forth from side to side, sweeping the sporadic flames on the ground with his tail from time to time, making Zhuo Feng's vision blurry and dim.

Extinguishing the spark in front of Zhuo Feng, the yellow wolf was ready to attack.

The distance was close, and there was no hint of attack, and the yellow wolf pounced again.

Zhuo Feng was already on guard, throwing out the yellow essence energy, and the yellow wolf also seemed to have been on guard, jumped and dodged, only part of the energy ball swept onto the wolf, and it didn't cause much damage.

The yellow wolf, who had successfully dodged, became even more rampant, and a pillar of saliva flowed out from between his teeth, sweeping at Zhuo Feng with his front paws.

At this time, Zhuo Feng's whole body could not adjust much essence energy, and it would be very dangerous to use it again, and seeing the yellow wolf pounce, there was no way at all.

A flash of yellow light flashed, very dazzling.

I heard the yellow wolf's "whine", and fell heavily in front of Zhuo Feng's legs, as if he had been hit by something, his limbs curled up into a ball, and he kept twitching.

Zhuo Feng hurriedly stood up, searched with the help of the scattered sparks, and saw a person standing on a high slope to his left, looking at him behind his hands.

"Thank you for the rescue. Zhuo Feng thanked him politely, but the man didn't respond.

After a few convulsions at his feet, the wolf turned into a cloud of yellow gas and disappeared into the air.

Phantom?

But when this yellow wolf bit his left arm, the pain was quite real, and his left arm was still bleeding, how could it be that a phantom yellow wolf attacked him?

"Who the hell are you?" Zhuo Feng asked again.

The man stretched out his hand and whistled in the air, and a dazzling pearl appeared in the sky, illuminating the originally dark space, and Zhuo Feng saw the surrounding situation clearly.

Low-lying, trees, slopes, mountains, colorful sky, red light on the left, noisy crowds, sacrificial bell music......

Ah, I actually entered this picture scroll.

Zhuo Feng was shocked.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Feng asked again as he held his left hand with his right hand, pressed the wound, and walked closer to the man.

"I didn't think you still had some skills. The man said lightly, and finally spoke.

"Could it be that the yellow wolf that attacked me just now was derived from your essence, why did you attack me?" Zhuo Feng frowned, and behind the back of his right hand, he condensed as much essence energy as possible.

"You've depleted most of your energy, and there's not enough left to threaten me. The man said a word to break Zhuo Feng's small movements.

He had no choice but to retreat his energy and move his right hand to his chest, Zhuo Feng looked at this person.

There is no need to think that this is definitely not a real person, it must be the thoughts left by He Jingping when he touched the painting.

But the person who appeared in his eyes was burly, with strong hands, and the essence wrapped in his whole body was brownish-yellow, obviously several levels higher than himself, giving people a kind of majestic and coercive power.

As soon as the man's hand was raised, a burst of essence qi shot at Zhuo Feng, covering Zhuo Feng's body essence in it, and at the left arm that was injured just now, he saw that the broken essence was moistened by the brown and yellow essence, and it was sewn and filled, and after two or three breaths, the essence of the whole body returned to its original state, and the wolf tooth marks of the wound disappeared, and the left hand moved, and it was also able to greet the essence.

"Why did you save me?"

"Save you? I'm just asking you to return to your previous state, and you have to get out of this picture scroll to really save yourself. If you fail, your consciousness will be swallowed up by this picture, and you will become a useless waster in reality. You may also have noticed that the me in front of you is just a thought, which will not hurt you, but it will not let you go out easily. It's rare to find a decent opponent, and if you don't challenge it, how do you know if you can do it or not? ”

The man laughed, and turned into a cloud of yellow smoke and scattered in the space, without a trace.

Hurriedly summoned a ball of essence to make a chicken, ate a chicken thigh, and pulled all the pale yellow essence of the whole body in front of his eyes, filling his eyes, and examining the surroundings.

Mountains and mountains, trees and trees, vegetation and vegetation, it seems that nothing has changed.

After taking two steps forward, a leaf from the trunk of a thick ink tree fell onto Zhuo Feng's shoulder and slid to the ground. Zhuo Feng didn't pay attention, but a large piece of black ink appeared on the clothes where the leaves had slid off the traces, and instantly soaked most of Zhuo Feng's back clothes.

As soon as the ink touched Zhuo Feng's skin, Zhuo Feng felt extremely itchy, and he hurriedly scratched it with his hand, scratched it a few times and felt comfortable, and when he reached out to see it, his hand was completely black, and it was slowly seeping into his body through his fingers.

Busy using the essence energy he had just replenished to force the ink out of his body, he consumed two pieces of chicken energy at once.

As soon as the ink was forced out of the body hit the ground, it disappeared, as if it had dissolved into the soil, leaving no trace.

But when the black ink was forced out of the body, Zhuo Feng still looked at a trace of brown-yellow essence.

This man uses the carrier far beyond himself, like a child and an old man playing chess.

What's next?

If you consume it like this, there will always be a time when your essence energy will be used up, and the other party will just be an idea, and it will dissipate when you achieve your goal.

But for what purpose did the other party lure himself in and imprisoned him in the scroll?

If you want to test your abilities, you can challenge them directly face-to-face, and you don't have to put so much thought into it.

He tried to explore in all directions, but Zhuo Feng found that only one direction was not obstructed by this brown-yellow essence, and all other directions were obstructed and interfered with by this brown-yellow essence.

Zhuo Feng looked in this unobstructed direction, and it turned out to be the place where the Son of Heaven worshiped the gods in the scroll.

Could it be that this person wants Zhuo Feng to go to the place of worship to investigate?

Now there is only this one road in front of him, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to Tiger Mountain, Zhuo Feng raised his feet and walked there.

Along the way, Zhuo Feng felt very strange, when he checked in front of the calligraphy and painting just now, there were obviously several mountains to climb over, and there were rivers to block it, but walking in this painting scroll was very easy, no effort at all, I don't know why.

When the brown-yellow essence that the man threw over just now covered him, there was a feeling of déjà vu and familiarity, but the next moment it became completely unfamiliar, which was very incomprehensible.

Bypassing a mountain, we arrived at the place where the Son of Heaven worshiped the gods.

Except for the beads held by the Son of Heaven flickering brightly and dimly, the crowd of people kneeling down here were all still, which was very strange. According to the previous man's thoughts, these people should also be resurrected as carriers to interfere with Zhuo Feng.

After looking around, he found that these painted figures really did not have any effect on himself, so Zhuo Feng stood on his heels in the middle of the altar and looked at the beads held in the hands of the Son of Heaven.

Originally, I thought that this bead should also be carved on the tomb wall by the craftsman, rubbed to the paper by later generations, and then copied onto the silk cloth by people.

It's a treasure, not a painted bead.

It's a clever design.

You say that it is true or false, it is all true, the beads painted are real, in fact, the beads are indeed real beads, true and false.

The man left his mind in this scroll and drew himself in, is it for a bead?

The charm of this Soul Sacrifice Bead is so great?

What does He Jingping want this soul bead to do?

You have to find your own way out, otherwise you will become an ordinary person in reality, what does this mean?

Could it be that this picture scroll can really devour people's consciousness and leave it here?

Except for the beads in front of him, Zhuo Feng almost investigated the entire mountain, and without any gains, he walked back to the Son of Heaven.

I don't know which dynasty and generation of the Son of Heaven this is, he is dressed very strangely, it seems to be ancient and not ancient, and it seems to be not today, but from the eyes of the Son of Heaven on this portrait, it is extremely determined that after his soul is sacrificed, he can return his soul after hundreds of years and thousands of years in the future.

As he was hesitating to take the beads off and check them out, a voice whispered, "Take it off." Take it off ......"

When I looked back, I found nothing.

Retreat, there is that brown and yellow essence to block and interfere, enter, only to step forward and take off the beads, but I don't know what will happen after taking it off, Zhuo Feng is still a little hesitant.

Eating the other chicken thigh, the whole body was full of essence energy, and several pale yellow essence qi needles were formed between the fingers of his right hand, and his left hand slowly stretched out to the tray in the hand of the Son of Heaven to take the sacrificial soul bead.

When I took off the beads and held them in my hand, there was some warmth and warmth, and it felt very real and real.

The moment he wanted to take off the beads, the essence absorbed on the beads was absorbed by the essence around Zhuo Feng and dissolved into one.

The beads lost their essence and attracted their essence, and as soon as they lost their color, Zhuo Feng felt that the beads were shaking, and they wanted to escape from the palm of his hand.

Busy with the essence energy prepared by his right hand to control it, but how can he resist the explosion of the beads, he opened Zhuo Feng's left palm, flew to the sky, and quickly rotated to absorb the surrounding essence energy, the faster he turned, the more energy he absorbed, the beads began to grow bigger and brighter, and began to put pressure on Zhuo Feng, and sucked away the essence energy in Zhuo Feng's hands, so that Zhuo Feng had to use both hands to support him before he could barely stand on his feet.

At this time, the hill where the altar was located began to shake, and large rocks rolled down to the bottom of the mountain, and the mountain began to collapse.

Zhuo Feng thought to himself, this is over.

Busy using all the essence energy of the whole body to resist the downward pressure of the bead's energy, but still one did not hold on, bang, the energy of the bead exploded on the top of Zhuo Feng's head, and the bead flew into Zhuo Feng's forehead in a quick flash, and then a consciousness entered Zhuo Feng's brain.

But Zhuo Feng felt that he had fallen into the abyss, and he couldn't catch anything beside him, so he fell straight down.

I don't know how long it took for Zhuo Feng to wake up, there were ruins everywhere, and he was right under a large rock, which helped him block the attack of falling rocks.

Seeing that there were no scars on his body, Zhuo Feng sat up and examined his own essence.

The essence absorbed by the sacrificial soul bead that he had absorbed just now could still detect a trace of it, and he concentrated all these essences together, surrounded them with his own essence, and did not let them disappear.