For a while, the true qi in the hotel was agitated, and the sword qi was rampant.

"Everyone...... What the hell is going on?!" Nangong was simply stunned, completely unaware of what was going on.

Liang Zi, Ye Jianzang, and even Mr. Along, he didn't know what they saw in the painting. But he knew that in his own eyes, the painting ......

It's just a painting.

Nangong only glanced at it and determined that this painting was indeed from his own handwriting.

It's not that his wife sells melons and boasts, but this painting is really good. The pen work is exquisite, vivid and flexible, and the map of the northern land of the Tang Dynasty is vividly presented in front of you, and it looks as if it is real.

What's even more rare is that through the coloring, a white face is cleverly formed.

Such a painting, when placed on the market, is at least worth 100 gold.

Yes, it's just 100 gold.

There are countless paintings in Nangong's life, and there are not many satisfactory works, but only a few, and most of those paintings were left in Longcheng's house and not brought out.

If you take it out and sell it, it's worth 10,000 gold.

And obviously, the pair in front of you is not among the favorites.

Nangong even felt that this was simply a failed work. It looks beautiful, but in fact it is very empty, without artistic conception, without aura, and it is difficult to enter the hall of elegance.

But...... If there is anything special about it, Nangong found that when he painted this painting, he used the brushwork of Fu Wendao.

Rune Nangong knows a lot, the basic runes of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and the advanced runes from the Five Witch Valley, but this does not include those runes that have the effect of confusing people's hearts.

Besides, Nangong doesn't have a drop of true qi in his body now, and he can't draw a talisman if he wants to.

True. The memories carried in the painting certainly made Nangong feel embarrassed, but aside from all this, to put it bluntly, what was used in that painting was purely the brushwork of the rune road, and did not form a new rune.

But I don't know why. This failed work will cause such a huge reaction?

However, Nangong didn't have time to think about this, because at this time, the melee between Liang Zi and the three of them had become more and more intense.

With a "choking" sound, there will be autumn water.

Nangong's eyelids jumped suddenly, this big young master even sacrificed the "Qiushui" ancient sword!

This is going to be real!

Not in the mood to think about why he didn't use the more lethal blood-drinking sword, Nangong shouted: "Stop! Don't fight!" and pounced, wanting to separate the three people in the melee.

As a result, he just moved. Liang Zi next to him suddenly flew up: "Get out!"

Nangong didn't even spend a flower in front of him, and the whole person shot out of the hotel door like a cannonball, and with a bang, the wooden door of the hotel, which was not solid, shattered.

"So fast!"

Nangong only felt a tightness in his chest, kneaded his flesh, and then got up.

Then smiled wryly.

I have been asleep for three years, and now I wake up, not only has I not made the slightest progress. On the contrary, the true qi in the body is completely lost, and it is empty. Even the alien power that was unsealed by the Flame Dragon God. There is no trickle.

On the other hand, Liang Zi, with her temperament, she will panic if she doesn't practice for a day, and in the past three years, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

At least, just this one. Nangong felt that he was not inferior to the military advisors of the year, not to mention the strength of the early stage of the fifth order. In terms of Liang Zi's talent, the fifth order is still a very conservative estimate.

If it weren't for the fact that Nangong's body had been transformed by the Yanlong God and was extraordinarily strong, I am afraid that this kick would be seriously injured if he did not die.

Then. Nangong had just gotten up, and before he could get back his breath, he suddenly heard Ye Jianzang's loud shout: "Give me the painting!" Occasionally, there was also Liang Zi's coquettish shouting and Mr. Along's elegant laughter.

There was another loud "boom", and sawdust splashed.

I saw a clear sword light flashing across the sky, and between the golden light bursting, accompanied by the blue light, Mr. Along's strange power, Liang Zi's true qi, and Ye Jianzang's sword qi exploded at the same time.

Suddenly, the aura of heaven and earth fluctuated violently!

And the Luna inn where no one dared to make trouble...... It was demolished alive!

And the people who did it included its owner, Mr. Aron.

The thick body of the tree was broken on the spot, and the sawdust, branches and leaves, flew all over the sky, and a corner of Luojia City seemed to have a green rainstorm.

Nangong was simply stunned, Rao was as wise as him, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

He wanted to snatch the painting back and destroy it on the spot, but he couldn't do it.

It's really the gods who fight, and the mortals suffer.

Obviously, the three of them are immortals, and Nangong himself is that mortal.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a petite figure flying out of the fragments, but it was the unconscious little Bena.

"Xiaobei!" Nangong hurriedly jumped up to catch her, but found that the little girl had woken up at some point, so he asked, "Xiaobei, are you okay?"

Because Xiao Beina has also seen that painting, Nangong is not more worried about her body, but afraid that she will also be like Liang Zi and them, she will change as a person, and those who don't recognize her relatives will also join the ranks of the melee.

Fortunately, Xiao Beina's answer made him feel very relieved: "Brother Nangong, I'm fine." ”

This little girl is a very rare psychic magician, although she is young and her realm is low, but for this kind of psychic attack, she has a resistance that others can't reach.

When she was knocked out by Ye Jianzang, she was shocked, and she had already gotten rid of the attraction of painting souls. At this time, he was thrown out by the aftermath of the scuffle, and he was completely awake.

When Nangong heard her answer, he was relieved.

OK......

There was no total annihilation.

At this time, Xiao Beina jumped off the ground and suddenly said: "I'm fine, but Sister Azi, Brother Hidden Sword, and Brother Aaron...... I'm already enchanted!"

"Enchanted? Is it a madness?" Nangong was stunned.

If you go crazy, it will indeed be accompanied by a great change in temperament, an additional state such as madness and madness, so there is this question.

Little Bena shook her head again: "Either you went crazy, or you were fascinated by illusions and fell into demons." ”

Hearing her say this, Nangong understood.

is enchanted, in fact, it is the soul of the painting that is fascinated and enchanted, so the six relatives will not recognize it. This is a bit similar to the illusion of the unjust soul created by the old flower demon in the Five Witch Valley.

To put it simply, the existence of painting souls is actually a special kind of psychic attack.

Since it's a psychic attack, it's easy to do.

The little Bena beside her happens to be a psychic magician. So Nangong asked, "Xiaobei, with your magic skills, is there a way to make them sober up?"

"I'll try!"

Little Bena said, and a misty light suddenly lit up in her eyes.

Nangong's heart lit up, and he looked forward to it.

Soon, however, it faded again.

It only took a few breaths for the light in Little Bena's eyes to dim. Her expression also became a little dark, as if it had taken a lot of effort, and then she shook her head lightly and whispered.

"Brother Nangong, I'm sorry...... Now Sister Zi, their consciousness is in confusion, and I ...... Can't connect at all!" (To be continued.) )