Boom!

The skin of the painting is shattered.

Whoop!

There are more than a dozen shriveled nuns.

The two are constantly consuming "lives", and no one will let them.

When the painting skin was shattered seven, the five-minute "CD" arrived.

Xia Yuan directly locked on to this hundred-meter giant nun as a whole, and his strength instantly increased from the Heavenly Soul Great Grandmaster to the level of a god-level ladder.

The swarthy Death Star began to expand.

Click, click, click!

Every time it expanded, the entire Strange Domain trembled, but in a few thoughts, the diameter of the tyrant's body had changed from more than twenty zhang to one hundred, and the white net composed of the "Strange Giant Ni" was suddenly torn apart.

If someone looked down from God's point of view, they would definitely be stunned, the so-called tyrant had no body at all, just a demon shadow, and at this time, this demon shadow was like a black sun with a diameter of 100 feet, this sun was burning with inky magic flames, causing the ominous frost covering it to melt rapidly.

If you listen closely, the melting sound is actually composed of countless strange screams, but the frequency of the sound is too fine, and it will be vaguely processed by the human auditory nerve into the sound of ice melting.

On the ruins, in the blood-colored ancient temple on the ground, nuns came out one by one, trying to continue to fight against the tyrant, it seemed that it didn't understand what it was to escape, and aimed at the target, so it fought directly to the end.

However, there is no suspense in the battle.

After a few moments...

The huge "white net" completely burned to ashes.

Sou!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Xia Yuan listened to the subtle sound of breaking the air mixed with the sound of burning, he still had the strength to climb the ladder at this time, and after five minutes, this power would be completely gone.

The Realm is also collapsing, and it is clear that the giant nun has been destroyed.

He glanced at him.

I saw that above the blood-colored ruins before dawn, black jade was falling.

He faded away and returned to his normal human size, but he was so cautious that he didn't show his appearance at all, but turned into a cold old man.

The old man's figure was rickety, and with a wave of his sleeves, the long wind turned into a tornado, rolling those black jades and dancing into a black snake.

As soon as he grabbed it, the black snake curled up in a ball and entered the palm of his hand.

After entering the heart, he didn't look at it, his figure flickered, hid in the shadows, and then shrank into inches, and it didn't take long for him to ride the wind through the heart of the galaxy in the small star sea and fall into the painting boat.

As soon as he entered the painting boat, Pansi suddenly radiated out in all directions, no matter who entered his 100-step range, he could know it at the first time.

With a flick of his fingers, the window opened halfway, and the bright moon was shining brightly.

It is taboo to look at the loot on the spot.

Therefore, Xia Yuan spread his hand at this time.

In the moonlight, he could see the ten grains of yin jade grabbed on this slap, and a small ball of earth.

Ten grains of Yin Jade, each of which was the size of a little fingernail, which made Xia Yuan a little disappointed, because it was not the whole, this kind of Yin Jade the size of a small thumb nail could only provide a fixed improvement, but could not advance the level of the exercises as a whole.

And that small soil mass must be able to grow the shade soil of rootless fairy grass, and the elixir refined from rootless fairy grass is a top-grade elixir.

Five minutes were up.

The power of talent begins to fade.

An unimaginable sense of exhaustion overwhelmed Xia Yuan's body and mind.

He casually closed the window, and with the last of his consciousness swept the side of the coil to see if there were any loopholes, and when he saw the floor, he was a little worried.

So as soon as his mind moved, these "coiled silks" actually lifted him up and hung him in the air, this kind of consumption was extremely low, which he could bear at this time.

That way, even if an enemy emerges from under the floor, he'll spot it instantly.

In the painting boat, the boy was entangled by many silk threads, lying flat in the air, like a huge spider, full of treachery.

...

At this point...

Dawn has not yet come.

The sky was still gray.

In the early spring, the mountains and forests are quiet with birds, and the earth is as quiet as a cemetery.

Hongyan Temple.

The boy, named Xiao Liang, was carrying a cloth bag that was completely unworthy of his size, larger than four of him, and the bag clearly contained something.

He walked to another top of Red Rock Mountain, and then stopped.

Then, he bent down and tore open his bag like crazy, and the bag was filled with pieces of drawing paper, which did not depict nuns, but the blood-colored ancient temple, the ancient temple was lifelike, and the door was closed.

He frantically grabbed a wad of drawing paper and spilled it into the sky.

The paper was driven by the wind, and by an unspeakable strange force, and flew as far away as possible.

Not allong...

The paper floats all over the mountains, and some will float farther.

The strange thing is that once these pieces of paper hit the ground, the paper will melt, and a blood-colored ancient temple pattern will sink into the attachment nearby.

When it falls on the rock, the pattern of the blood-colored ancient temple will float on the rough surface of the rock, and then slowly, slowly "sink" towards the deep layer of the rock, until only a mottled vague pattern remains, and even if someone observes, they will only think that it is a natural texture on the stone, and will not think much about it.

Falling on the trees, this blood-colored ancient temple will also show a kind of "bark markings" because of the deep depression, which is impossible to detect.

Falling into the black roof tiles of the town at the foot of the mountain, the blood-colored ancient temple pattern will be embedded in the tiles, unless someone specially demolishes the house, takes down the tiles and observes them carefully, and then compares them with other tiles, it is impossible to find any abnormalities.

When you fall into the spring stream that surrounds the mountain, the pattern will sink into the riverbed, and some will soon be covered with mud and sand, so that even the most naughty fish will not be able to detect it.

Falling into the body of the drunkard on the street, the drunkard felt as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, raised his hand irritably and slapped it, and scratched it twice, and the pattern of the blood-colored ancient temple had already fallen into his body, and it looked like an extra red mole from the outside, and no one would care.

Some even float into the walls of the latrines, creating dirty patterns on the gray and cracked walls.

Some of them will drift silently under the bed of a private house through the window gap...

Some of them floated into Hongyan Temple silently, and actually landed on the Buddha statue in the main hall...

Others even drifted far away, landing on the roof of a caravan's carriage...

...

...

At the top of the mountain, Xiao Liang suddenly screamed hysterically, he grabbed the pile of drawing paper with both hands, and was still throwing it hard...

Blood began to ooze from all over his body.

Eyes start to pop out.

The whole body is cold white, and it exudes a rancid smell that has been dead for a long time.

He bent down again, but his bag was empty.

A golden line has been drawn on the white horizon of the fish's belly, and this is the dawn.

The day has just begun.

It's just getting started...

Xiao Liang glanced at the world that was still beautiful at this time, and suddenly showed a treacherous mockery, and then...

...

...

"There was a fire on the mountainside in Hongyan Temple last night, and several pilgrims died, but there is still one survivor, does Lord Jin Shentie want to see her in person?"

Among the six doors, a patrol is reporting.

Jin Shentie rubbed his eyebrows, and as soon as he looked up, he saw twelve corpses in the main courtyard of the six doors, each corpse was disemboweled, the abdomen was bloody, and the internal organs were hollowed out, or to be precise, it seemed that they had been eaten by something.

Each of these twelve corpses is an experienced head catcher, and they are also the head catchers who have participated in major cases, and they did not die in solving the case, but they died in the unbelievable and strange incident last night.

Jin Shentie witnessed the terrifying scene of inhuman killing, and immediately reported to the great god arrest, and then held his breath, he must find out and give an explanation to these "comrades-in-arms".

As one of the four great gods, his movements are very fast and efficient, and in just one morning, he has already found the characteristics of the pattern on the "Scarlet Ancient Temple" and the "Hongyan Temple Invitation", and he also found out that the "Wuxin School Palace Master" had visited the Wuxin School Palace yesterday morning.

Then, he immediately sent a patrol to learn about Hongyan Temple...

Sure enough, something happened.

Jin Shen straightened his thoughts, "What about her?"

The patrol immediately replied: "I have been escorted back by Zhang Zhutou and is in the inner hall." ”

Jin Shentie Huo Ran got up: "Take me to see her." ”