Chapter 41: The Living Mural

The long and arduous battle was coming to an end, and Chen Nianzu had already seen the corner of the corridor, and the tired expressions of everyone proved that there had been countless sacrifices in this corridor. The torches on the wall are still "sizzling", illuminating the entire passage.

A total of 10 bottles of purification potions burst out, which seems to be an item with an upper limit, Chen Nianzu feels that this purification potion is more like a time hourglass, if the evil spirits in the holy pool have not been purified before the 10 bottles are used up, then the task can basically be regarded as a failure.

"Where are the dogs and men?" Chen Nianzu entered the blood-colored copy for the first time, and he really wanted to see the true face of the dog man and woman as soon as possible. Legend has it that a powerful priest in red was seduced by beauty to assassinate the most promising angel, and then imprisoned his soul in an underground palace with a sacred pool.

A beautiful woman is generally good at her movements in bed, and when she rolls up, she is called a handy, otherwise she will not be able to seduce the red-clothed priest with a firm mind. This woman who made the red-clothed priest willing to fall, and the charm technique was cultivated to the height of several floors, even if the red-clothed priest died in battle, there was still a chance to stand up and fight for beauty.

The player can only go back to the graveyard when he dies, and the red-clothed sacrifice is resurrected with full blood on the spot, and the reason why the player talks about the "dog man and woman" is largely because of the red-clothed sacrifice of these two lives. After all the hard work, the red-clothed priest who fell to the ground didn't talk nonsense with you, and when he got up, he continued to scream with the murder weapon, and he didn't know if he had eaten too much aphrodisiac, and his whole body was full of inexhaustible energy.

Chen Nianzu, who took the lead, had a kind of jiashi who took the lead, and just turned the corner, Chen Nianzu was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of him.

Beautiful European-style building, on both sides is a cloister full of stone carvings and paintings, a huge fountain in the center, the two stone lions in front of the seat are tall and realistic, a group of steaming spring water overflows from the edge of the pool, and then along the tender green branches hanging on the wall of the pool, the hot gas that has lost the attachment of the spring water is dispersed again, entangled in the thick pillars, and turns into wisps of green smoke, like a little white dragon about to fly into the sky.

"Tsk." Chen Nianzu opened his hand to hold the green smoke floating in the air, "Dog men and women will really enjoy it, this place is occupied by them as the king, it is too luxurious." ”

The corridor is empty, it seems that although the dog man and woman are very high in the enjoyment realm, they can't allow their subordinates to share, and they blast their brains into the outermost corridor to resist the enemy, and want to build two people shijie sweetly, which saves Chen Nianzu and others a lot of effort, and they don't need to continue to work hard to be a scavenger.

"Huh?" Shangguan Xiaoxian, as a super master, has been here countless times, but it is obvious that this time is different. The building remained unchanged, and the low-level rituals that filled the corridors on both sides were gone.

Objectively, this is a good phenomenon, but at worst, it is the calm before the storm.

Finding that Shangguan Xiaoxian and Diewu's faces were a little puzzled, Chen Nianzu came up and asked, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? "It's shameful not to understand, it's extremely shameless to be cheeky to be here as a novice, but Chen Nianzu obviously doesn't have this awareness, and treats the difficult copy as his own back garden.

As soon as Chen Nianzu's words fell, he had already walked to the wall again, and reached out to touch the stone murals hanging on the wall. The murals are equally lifelike, each one as if carved out of a human face, some with hideous faces, some with arrogant faces, and a frenzied atmosphere.

"There should be a lot of sacrifices in the cloister here that are the same as outside, but now there are none, unlike the blood-colored copies I have fought in the past." Shangguan Xiaoxian tilted his head and said.

"What?!" Chen Nianzu's heart trembled, and a possibility suddenly came to mind in his mind, but the fingers that touched it had already poked the mural, and it was too late to retract it.

"Retreat! Step back around the corner! Chen Nianzu kicked the little wolf king who came up to watch, picked up the little bones and ran, the anger on his face was not hidden.

Sister's stuff,It's been played by the system again.。 Although it is also a fault to be cheap, even if you touch a beautiful woman's ass on the street, you have already thought about the consequences of various possibilities in advance, but here it is different, you can only take blood to pay for it after touching it.

Everyone was unknown, and just ran to the corner, but saw that the mural that had been touched by Chen Nianzu came to life!

The life-carved face had become distorted and blurred, and a bulge had risen under the flat wall, and then a pair of feet had stepped out......

Chen Nianzu's heart was beating and watching this terrifying scene, this is a drama that is going to stage a big change of life. The system is really insidious, the sacrifices that are integrated into the walls can't be put on display, even if everyone walks over quietly, and when the bottom line is triggered, the mural sacrifices in the entire corridor will automatically resurrect.

Now there's a chance! Everyone just walked into the corridor, and they didn't have time to go deeper, and Chen Nianzu only touched one with his hand, hoping to resurrect only one, otherwise everyone's hard work to fight so far would be wasted.

A bloodless priest stood in the corridor, and the other walls were silent, it seemed that God still favored Chen Nianzu, and he could avoid a group annihilation. If it was to wait until the mural was automatically resurrected, Chen Nianzu would not have any chance!

Because it is clear that these sacrifices that are melted into the walls are more powerful than those on the periphery! Because they have petrification skills!

The Petrification skill can make defense terrifyingly strong, not inferior to the hardness of steel. Chen Nianzu looked at the shaman who was staggering over, his face was very ugly, powerful attack, strong defense, just pull out one and throw it outside the dungeon, all of them were so difficult that it took ten regiments to kill the master.

If there is any downside to this petrified sacrifice, it can only be made in terms of speed.

The skin on the surface is hardened, the tension of the body is not as good as before, and even the walking is by dragging two stiff legs on the ground slowly, and the agility is not able to keep up with the player.

But the problem arises again, as long as the petrified shaman stands still, it is impossible for the player to go over and kill the dog man and woman, and then he can only choose to hit the hard, it is all in the stake mode, and the speed advantage can not be played too much, and he can only rely on a small range of movement to avoid the attack of the petrified sacrifice, but once he is touched, it is definitely the end of the second death.

"There's no way, when you get here, you can only see who is more ruthless!" Chen Nianzu gritted his teeth and made a choice, even if he retreated immediately, there was no way to escape, everyone was already in the hatred zone of the petrified sacrifice, and the vortex door of the copy could not get out.

Little Bone knew that the time for him to be righteous had come again, and rushed forward with the bone knife. Seeing that the prey was automatically sent to the door, the petrified sacrifice zhanzhu raised the wooden staff in his hand.

When the petrified priest did not use the first attack, Chen Nianzu couldn't tell whether the petrified priest holding the wooden staff was a melee or a ranged one, because it was obvious that the red-clothed priest who was lured here by the beauty not only betrayed God in his soul, but even his brain was in a state of half-madness, forcing his little brother to wear the robes of low-level sacrifices.