Chapter 2149: The World in the Painting

"And this method?" Jia Zhengjin was surprised, he thought that the Demon Venerable would do it directly, and then try to see if the other party could kill him, or would he be killed by his own divine characteristics.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Venerable did not play cards according to common sense, and imprisoned him in this palace, and also set up a spell similar to an enchantment on the periphery.

"Nuwa?" tried to call out to Nuwa, but received no answer.

Obviously, this area is cut off from the outside world, and Nuwa can't teleport out.

It's not pleasant!

Jia Zhengjin would rather be attacked directly, even if he is dead, at least it can be regarded as relief. It's no fun to be imprisoned like this!

"Hey, Demon Venerable, what do you mean by coming here? It's kind of one-on-one?" he shouted at the top of his head.

The voice of the Demon Venerable soon came: "The deity is not stupid enough to fight with the Venerable, and is affected by the power of cause and effect. Wait until the deity has dealt with the affairs of the gods and Buddhas, and then come and slowly resolve the conflict between you and me. Don't think that if you have the power of cause and effect, the deity can't do it. As I said before, the deity has killed several people with cause and effect and palm rules, and he knows how to deal with it! If you figure it out, you can join forces with the deity at any time, otherwise you are waiting here for the deity to free up his hand to clean you up!"

"Cut! I'm scared, I'd better you kill me!" Jia Zhengjin raised his middle finger at the sky in disdain.

The Demon Venerable didn't pay any more attention, and let Jia Zhengjin scold and quietly, it seemed that he was preparing to concentrate on dealing with the gods and Buddhas army that might appear after Yang Jian's request for help.

He didn't panic at all, and he seemed quite confident.

After scolding for a while, the Demon Venerable was still indifferent.

Jia Zhengjin didn't find it interesting. There is no way to go on like this, so I just looked around, and my eyes suddenly fell on the ancient castle, or the city.

There are countless patrols in the city that are filled with black gas, and they look quite fierce.

They are all corpses that have been dead for a long time, but they have not completely decomposed into skeletons, but have the appearance of dried corpses, which is particularly ugly.

These guys patrol the perimeter of the city, as if protecting the building.

Since you can't get out for the time being, you can just go in and take a walk.

Maybe after he finished shopping, Heavenly Court would call and make a passage for him to leave.

Jia Zhengjin went straight to the entrance of the palace in the middle of the city, and before he reached the steps, those patrolling corpses stopped in groups, brandishing the weapons in their hands and attacking.

"Purple Qi Demon Sword!!" Jia Zhengjin was not polite, drew his sword to face the battle, and released a powerful purple sword qi to slash hard.

"Boom!!" The sword qi accurately hit the corpse group, but I didn't expect it to be lost in seconds, but their bodies received different degrees of damage.

Jia Zhengjin was a little surprised, when he was outside, a move of the Purple Qi Demon Sword could kill a lot of things in an instant, like the dried corpse in front of him, which seemed to be a low-level creature, couldn't be killed?

Quickly made another move, and the corpses were injured again, but none of them died.

This made Jia Zhengjin unhappy, and then the purple qi demon sword slashed out twice in a row, and finally killed the pile of dried corpses in front of him.

【System】You killed the Extraterrestrial Demon Soldier!

【System】You killed an extraterrestrial demon......

It turns out that these guys are called extraterritorial demon soldiers, and their experience points are quite high.

I went up and groped for the body, but found nothing.

These extraterritorial demon soldiers are all poor eggs, and they don't even have basic materials.

"Cut!" Jia Zhengjin, who got up empty-handed, raised his middle finger at them disdainfully, making a disdainful gesture. It's okay to give a material.,Even if it's the lowest, I don't blame you.,How does empty it mean?

Lifting the sword and continuing to break in the direction of the palace, on the way, he kept encountering extraterritorial demon soldiers, Jia Zhengjin simply ran back and forth, pulling all the extraterritorial demon soldiers he encountered together, and then took advantage of the other party's dense leaning together, and used the purple qi demon sword in continuous running.

Extraterritorial demon soldiers really don't want to explode loot, and even if they collect with a dagger, they won't get anything good, at most a pile of bones and carrion.

Simply give up these, and rush all the way to finally enter the palace.

The defense was all outside, and after clearing the demon soldiers outside the domain, the palace was empty.

I walked around inside and didn't see any monsters.

In this case, Jia Zhengjin curiously explored room by room.

Most of the rooms in the palace were empty, only a dozen or so rooms had things, but they were all ordinary daily necessities, and there were only a few clothes and shoes when they were rummaging through the cabinets.

These things are too lazy to move, they should be those waste apprentices of the Demon Venerable.

Jia Zhengjin's own clothes made of ordinary fabrics are countless times better than them.

Walking around and almost the entire interior of the palace, I didn't get anything.

Just when he was bored, he passed by a more luxurious room and noticed an ink painting hanging on the wall.

In this painting, there is an empty meadow surrounded by green hills and surrounded by water.

There is a strangely shaped building on the grass, which makes people feel a little awkward to look at.

This painting is uncomfortable to look at, because the existence of this building affects the layout of the landscape behind.

And the most surprising thing is that the water in the painting is sparkling, as if it is alive.

Jia Zhengjin leaned over curiously, stretched out his hand and tried to touch the picture.

As a result, as soon as the hand touched the picture, it was like touching a water source, and it was still reaching into the painting without hindrance.

"Huh?" Jia Zhengjin was particularly surprised, so he also reached over with his other hand and entered the painting as well.

This intrigued him, and he put his head forward and got into the painting.

As a result, when I came in, I found that it was a separate space, with mountains and rivers, and the sun was hanging high.

His hands and head lie on the painting, as if he is climbing out of the window to look inside.

Curiosity drove Jia Zhengjin to continue crawling inside, and the whole person got into the painting, and Edgeworth flew to the door of the strange house in the middle.

The door was not closed, Jia Zhengjin put away the demon sword, and tried to knock on the door: "Is there anyone?"

No response.

He knocked a few more times, but there was still no response.

So he reached out and carefully pushed open the door, and looked inside.

When I pushed the door open, I saw that the room was empty, except for a treasure chest in the innermost part.

The material of the box is very unique, and I don't know what kind of metal it is, it looks like silver, but it shines with a jet-black light. And the surrounding area is inlaid with the bones of unknown creatures, adding a sense of avoidance.

"Hello, anyone?" Jia Zhengjin shouted at the door frame. Seeing that no one answered, he said, "I'm coming in?

Still no response.

So he finally stepped along, strode into the house, and without hesitation came to the strange box.

"Is there really no one? I'm going to open the box! Someone's here! There's a thief trying to steal something!" he shouted and looked around, still unresponsive.

Since no one is stopping it, what are you hesitating about?

Jia Zhengjin quickly stepped forward and opened the treasure chest directly.

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