The hall was dim, and Yu Xuan looked at the mural with the help of the moonstone light, and his face couldn't help but turn white. Qin Xuehan asked, "What happened?"

Yu Xuan smiled at her reluctantly, but did not answer. Although Qin Xuehan was a little uneasy in his heart, he was helpless, and then looked up, but saw that the god of Si Yu in the painting was holding a bronze sword and stepping on the sky, surrounded by clouds, and the thunder flashed in the clouds. In turn, you can see the spring rain is light, the summer rain is surging, the autumn rain is bleak, and the winter rain is cold...... Although there are only bits and pieces of ink, it teaches people to be immersive, and when you look around this world, it seems that it is no longer black and white.

On the other side, Yu Xuan looked at several murals before the assassination of the God Emperor, and saw that there was a god depicted in them, and several humans sat cross-legged with him behind the god. These people are painted with the meridians of luck, although it is only an introduction, but the gods have passed on, but it also contains the mysterious truth of heaven and earth.

Then there is another picture, that is, after the cultivation of human beings and other living beings, their strength has greatly increased, and their longevity has greatly increased, and they can go to heaven and earth, so the monks worship the gods and sacrifice diligently. But after the fall of the Emperor of the Gods, the gods vied for the throne. When the gods of Star Dou were fighting, they wantonly slaughtered human monks and other living beings, and when the gods of heaven and earth such as the God of Fire and the God of Music were furious, they fought with the Star Dou gods, and the flames of war finally swept through the Nine Heavenly Realms.

All the creatures of the race have no way to go, and it is not uncommon for the stars to exterminate the gods, and then the great power of all the races jointly pushed the ancestral emperor to build the Holy Imperial Palace, and contained tens of millions of living beings who fled to the heavenly realm, and after many years, it was returned, but at this time the heavenly realm had become a ruin. The ancestor then sought another piece of heaven and earth, so that all ethnic groups could recuperate......

After Yu Xuan saw it, he secretly groaned in his heart: "But the Star Dou Gods are vying for the throne, but why do they want to exterminate so many races at the same time, and where will these creatures prevent them from ascending the throne as the emperor?" After a while, a terrible thought finally came to him: "Could it be that the Star Dou Gods are worried that the cultivation of all the creatures of all races will threaten their status, so after the death of the God Emperor, they want to destroy all the races in the Heavenly Realm in one fell swoop?" Or is it that the assassination of this nameless god is a conspiracy of the Star Dou Gods?"

He had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he was about to ask Qin Xuehan: "Xue'er, what do you say, ......" but when he turned his head to look, he saw her staring at the mural, and she didn't seem to hear or hear it from the outside, and when she looked at Yu Xi, it was the same. Only Yu Xinting lost both feelings, did not see or listen, and his face was indifferent.

"Is this mural weird?" Yu Xuan turned his head to look, and saw that not far away, Situ Jing was also staring at the mural of the music god music, there was an ancient music score on the painting, although it was slightly different from the music score of this world, but after all, it had not changed as much as words. Situ Jing is even more proficient in many kinds of music and ancient characters, and can even understand it.

After another moment, Yang Yi's eyes suddenly surged with a touch of blood red, and he roared angrily, his hands fluttered, and he pushed Situ Jing with a wave of angry palms. Yan Feng was startled, the jade fan was unfurled, and in an instant, a wall of fire was erected one foot high, and the fire was pale gold, illuminating the dark and dull hall as if it were day.

Yan Feng shouted, "What are you doing, are you crazy?"

Yang Yi just didn't know it, his body was vertical, like a wild bull, and his palms were slapped straight away. Immediately, I saw two wings stretched out in the wall of fire, and the two wings fanned, and suddenly the golden flames in the hall were rolling, and the sea of fire was surging.

Phantom Tu scolded angrily, waved the sleeves of his robe, and a scroll of paintings flew out of his sleeves, called "Qianli Yunfeng", which belonged to the treasure weapon, which could block the hard work of the monks of the Nine Yuan Realm, and could make water and fire inviolable for a while, which was a very practical talisman treasure.

I saw that this picture unfolded along the four walls, and there were clouds and smoke rising, condensing into the appearance of hundreds of maple trees, the roots of which were intertwined with each other, and although the golden black fire could burn all things, it could not invade for a while.

Yu Xuan's heart was also secretly relieved, and then he looked at Qin Xuehan and Yu Xi's two daughters, and saw that their faces were as usual, and his heart was a little relieved. But I don't know if there is another mystery in this mural, so I put my palms on the shoulders of the two women, trying to wake them up by force.

But after a long silence, I didn't dare to exert my strength. Suddenly, Yu Xi asked, "Is this ...... What's going on?"

Yu Xuan was overjoyed and asked, "How are you, take a look at your luck." ”

Yu Xi ran his breath again and said, "There's nothing wrong with it." ”

Yu Xuan nodded, and when she saw that Qin Xuehan had also woken up, she also asked her to do the same, and she also replied, "It's okay." So he said: "Shicai Yang Yi suddenly launched a madness, his eyes were blood-red, I guess he accidentally practiced the exercises painted on the murals." He slapped his palm indiscriminately, wanting to hurt Situ Jing, but fortunately Yan Feng blocked it...... It's not good, Situ Jing doesn't know if something happened. At the moment, his body was in a vertical shape, stepping on the purple qi and crossing the sea of fire, and the three women behind him also followed. I saw Feng Yue and Hai Yao also come to his side and asked, "How is she?"

Qin Xuehan looked at Situ Jing again and said, "Most of them are also addicted to painting. ”

Hai Yao asked, "This mural has such a great magic?"

Qin Xuehan nodded and said, "If there are no distracting thoughts in your heart, and your own Dao is in line with the mural, then it is easy to indulge in it." Situ has a lot of attainments in the rhythm of mute, and he knows ancient music scores, so it is not uncommon for him to indulge in the music god map. ”

Yu Xuan asked, "Then you won't be addicted to all things in your heart?"

Qin Xuehan glanced at him in surprise and said, "That's nature." ”

Yu Xuan sighed secretly in his heart, and then heard Yan Feng in the sea of fire say, "Brother Phantom Map, what do you mean by this?"

Phantom jumped out of the sea of fire and said, "Brother Yan, this is my fault? I'm helping you." ”

Yan Feng sneered: "Help me, help me and trap me in the phantom array?" In the white air, Yang Yi roared angrily, punching and punching, but he was trapped in the illusion and couldn't come out.

Yan Feng took a step forward and said in a cold voice: "You release him, I am not to blame for this matter." ”

Phantom shook his head and said, "That won't work, unless you can subdue him, or go outside, you can only wait for me to finish rubbing the mural." ”

Yan Feng said: "Okay, you release him, and I will subdue him." ”

Phantom sneered: "It's not that I underestimate Brother Yan, it's not difficult for Brother Yan to defeat him, but I don't believe it if you want to subdue him without hurting the mural." Let's wait until I'm done rubbing!"

When Yan Feng heard this, a pair of shining eyes shot straight towards the phantom map, his face was frosty, and he said slowly: "You still have five or six maps that have not been rubbed, and when these rubbings are finished, he will die of exhaustion in the phantom array." ”

Phantom Tu rolled his eyes and sneered: "What does this have to do with me? What's more, the Yang clan was one of the culprits in the destruction of the Ancient God Mansion back then, and if he, the heir of the patriarch, could die here, it would be the best." Your Jinwu clan is also a relic of the Divine Mansion, why do you want to help outsiders?"

Yan Feng said: "You don't mention these irrelevant things to me, even if you want to talk about it, Fu Shen has failed my Jinwu clan, and your phantom clan is willing to be the minions of Fu Shen, so in this way, you and I have a world feud!"

Phantom smiled: "Well, since you want to take revenge, I can't back down, so as not to lose the face of the family." At that moment, as soon as the folding fan was closed, the right fist was raised, and the "mirage step" was stepped on under his feet, and there were four or five phantom figures in the air. But this body method is not a doppelganger technique, but based on the mirage of the soul, it is just a separation of illusion and confusion. But each phantom body aura is like a deity, unless it is cultivated to a higher level, or proficient in mirage qi, otherwise it is difficult to distinguish.

But in the ground, Feng Yue was longitudinal, holding a sword in his hand, and the vitality of his body was condensed, revealing the shape of a white unicorn, which was the jade linfeng straight away!

The illusion was shocked, this sword came extremely fast, without warning, the deity and the phantom body were shrouded in sword qi, there was no way to avoid it, and there was no way to retreat. And the sword qi danced in all directions, and the sound of the sword roared like a unicorn roaring, which made everyone outside the circle feel a chill on their faces.

The palm of the phantom image touched the storage spirit ring, and there was a jade-white halberd with a length of two zhang in the palm. The small branch on the halberd was engraved with dragon patterns, and under the blessing of vitality, the white qi around his body rolled up and condensed into the shape of a mirage. The sharp teeth in the mirage's mouth are the long halberd blade, the halberd blade is sharp, and it can easily cut off the treasure weapon.

The sword in Feng Yue's hand was a low-grade treasure, and at this time, there were already six or seven gaps on the blade, and the two people on the ground used their body skills to turn into two beasts fighting each other, and it was the sword halberd that struck each other. I only heard the phantom picture shouting: "Look!" The mirage's huge dragon head collided with it, and its sharp teeth cut through the throat of the unicorn.

The "bell" sounded crisply, and the long sword was broken, but Feng Yue appeared in the body, jumped in the air, and used his palm as a knife, and the strength of the forest white was like a long knife in the void, which was the mastery of the Feng family, known as the "dragon blade".

The dragon slashing blade was cut off, and the mirage was immediately cut in two. The figure of the illusion rolled on the ground, and his face was slightly pale, but fortunately this was the palm knife, not the sword qi blessed by the treasure knife, otherwise his body would have been cut in two!

Phantom Tu gasped and said: "What a 'Dragon Slaying Blade'!" But fortunately, this kind of sword qi is one point less, and if you want to practice it back, it's not so easy, so next time we meet, ...... Hey!"

Feng Yue said coldly: "Maybe you don't have to wait until next time, I guess I asked you why you want to rub this mural, and you can't tell me, but I still have to ask, what is your clan rubbing the mural for, and who is your clan doing things for?"

Phantom sneered and didn't answer.

Feng Yue said: "Although I am also here to explore the secrets of this place, but these murals will only end up in the hands of you people, in this case, it is better to simply destroy them!"

Hei Ziying was also startled, stopped the rubbing in his hand and jumped down, and then saw the figures of the two of them flashing back and forth, high or low. One person raised a thousand tribulation aura, one person made a sword with his fingers, and the two masses of energy, one black and one white, were condensed into a unicorn head on the top of his head.

Phantom Tu secretly said: "Once the mural is damaged, how can you have good fruit to eat when you go back?" At that moment, he took out a blood-red long sword from the storage spirit ring, the blade was full of jagged teeth, and the blood and qi lingered from the hilt, and the ghost was full of spirits, which was the treasure of the Phantom Clan.

This sword is a high-grade treasure made of ancient evil stiff double teeth, and there is a sword spirit inside, but it must be driven by human blood. At the time of sacrifice, whether it is friend or foe, all the sword sweeps, whether it is injured or disabled, it all depends on its own means. Except for the cultivation of far victory or the magic of martial arts, otherwise it cannot be stopped.

When Hei Ziying saw the human ghost sword, his face suddenly turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "What are you going to do?

Phantom Map Senran said: "Stop me, otherwise this sword will be sacrificed, and within a breath, no one will survive except me!"

Yan Feng forcibly held back his fear and said: "It's just a few murals, is it worth fighting so much? This sword needs to be activated by drinking blood, even if it can kill us, you yourself will be hit hard!"

Phantom sneered, "Hit hard, instead of being punished by the clan, I might as well die here cleanly!" ”

Yan Feng suppressed his anger and helped Yang Yi to exit the main hall and walk out of the Holy Palace. Yu Xuan and the others also slowly withdrew, but at this time, there were already four people outside the Holy Emperor Palace, standing still in the clouds. These four people are all middle-aged men, Dong Shou is dressed in a green shirt, his appearance is handsome, and his eyebrows are somewhat similar to Yu Lie.

The head of the west is tall, dressed in a black robe, with a Chinese face, a long beard under the chin, and a majestic appearance.

A man in the south is thin, with a rather white complexion, a white robe, and a jade belt around his waist, with a graceful demeanor and a bit of a scribe's demeanor.

The rest of the people had obscene faces and short statures, and in terms of appearance, they were the least of the four. But the brilliance in his eyes is faint, like a transparent jade, and it seems that he has reached the realm of returning to the basics.