"Don't blame the deed, this grass demon is usually heartless and unoccupied, maybe this black bat was killed by lightning in front of him, which reminded him of those dead family members, and he was anxious to attack the fire for a while, and became crazy and became a demon. Mojia embarrassedly explained for the grass demon.

"I'm a demon from the beginning, so why do I need to be crazy to become a demon. Mojia, you don't know, the tears of the deed, the water of the gods and Buddhas. My clan has the most sensitive perception of water, and her two tears have made me go straight to the middle level of the Demon Dao, isn't it a god dew?" the grass demon argued as he came back from his joy.

His palm touched the ground, and the grass continued from his hand to a distance of ten miles.

On the top of the mountain, Zhang Zhang's grotesque ink paintings are closely connected to the ground, and they are covered with grass in an instant.

The grass demon looked at the grass all over the ground, and said regretfully: "It's a pity, I have risen to the realm one step late, otherwise, I may be able to save the Black Bat Brothers." ”

"You can't save them, if there is a way to fly around the void and avoid the heavenly thunder, the black bats don't have to hide it for us, just to prevent the heavenly thunder from discovering our traces. Shen Moli looked at the clear sky and said.

The thunder was rolling in one second, and the sky was clear in the next, which was enough to see the reason.

The black bat and the demonic beast are disconnected, and they have gained a lot of demonic beast skills, so naturally they have already understood the mystery before they enter this place. Otherwise, they will not stop on the ship one by one and refuse to fly easily.

Shen Moli looked at the dragon jumping up in the swamp, pulled the two of them up and galloped forward again. This place is not a place to stay for a long time, and I am afraid that staying for a long time will either become a delicacy in the belly of the dragon, or it will be attacked by the monsters in the ground.

After the three of them galloped, the green grass that had been laid on the painting suddenly entered the painting.

In the ink paintings, there are strange faces with big mouths and eagerly swallowing grass, there are evil things flying and folding the grass to make wings, and there are young grass fluttering and being pulled into the bedding and clothes in the painting.

The grass of more than ten miles is born quickly, and it is faster when it is destroyed. In the blink of an eye, the grass was refracted and wiped out.

The grass demon paused at the bottom of his feet, looked back, and said worriedly: "I'm afraid that it will be dangerous to go inside this mountain, otherwise, let's retreat, right?"

After only two seconds, the grass demon confessed again. The grass that he had formed with his magic was completely destroyed, and he felt it with his magic.

It's just that he couldn't find out what destroyed the green grass, and when he looked back, he couldn't see anything unusual, which made him panic in his heart.

Mojia patted the Grass Demon on the shoulder and said, "If you want to go back and feed the dragon, I won't stop you." ”

With Mojia's words in the grass demon's mind, a scene of dense evil Jiao appeared, and he was verbose, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace and rush forward.

Shen Moli looked at the hurried figure of the grass demon, looked back at the back, and there were strange paintings connected to the ground all over the mountains, Zhang Zhang ink was like life, as if there were real people and real things in it.

Looking around, Shen Moli's brows frowned slightly, and then turned around and moved forward. The peaks of Wangou Ridge are all dangerous, but this peak is unusually quiet, but it is even more unsettling.

After the three of them walked away, the sound of the painting with green grass was noisy.

"Although this grass has magical powers, I still prefer meat. The little girl's fine skin and tender flesh are the best dishes at first glance. In a painting, an old man in a Taoist uniform looked straight in the direction of Shen Moli's departure, and said with greed in his eyes.

"Don't let the pen demon hear this, otherwise, I don't know what kind of situation I want to redraw you into. In another painting, a dog-like beast crossed Erlang's legs, pillowed with green grass pillows, and said comfortably with a root of grass.

"Tut-tut, as soon as I saw that the pen demon didn't move, I knew that I wanted to let those three people enter the ancient picture scroll. The land is no more comfortable than we are. "In an empty painting, I don't know who is talking about it.

Many picture scrolls, you said a word, he was noisy, and he didn't find any way back, and Shen Moli and the three of them hid behind the stone.

The grass demon's face was pale, and he listened to the picture scroll that Fang had just walked by. When I turned my head, I found that there was a painting on the top of the boulder, in which a one-horned pegasus was carefully examining them.

Seeing this, Pegasus immediately booed, poked the horse's head out of the stone, and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm different from them." I was originally a fairy unicorn, and I came here to look for people, but I didn't find them, but I strayed into this painting. If you want to break through this mountain painting, you can only break this painting of the heavenly prison by going to the right for twenty or thirty miles, finding colored ink, and splashing it. ”

"No, no, no, we don't break this painting full of peaks, we just want to get out of this broken place quietly. The grass demon hurriedly stopped the unicorn and continued. Finding color ink and breaking paintings sounds like an extremely dangerous thing, and it is impossible for him to participate in it even if he hits his head stupidly.

"If you want to get out of the Ten Thousand Ditch Ridge, you need to find the colored ink. As you can see, there are a total of 8,883 mountains in the Ridge of Ten Thousand Valleys, and the dangers of each mountain are different. If you want to leave alive, you will definitely die if you climb that mountain one by one. Only by getting the colored ink and splashing it into a bridge can you get a shortcut to leave the Ridge of Ten Thousand Ditches. "Unicorns are good at talking.

"Yes, say it like nothing. If there is such a precious thing, the road to that place will be ten times and ten will die. Otherwise, the color ink would have been taken away long ago. Listening to the unicorn's words, the grass demon had just been moved, and after thinking about it, it turned into disappointment.

That's not true. Although there are many people who take color and ink, it is bound to be thorny when they take the ordinary road. But there was a path next to me that led to that place. I went there a few times before I was trapped in the painting, and it was safe in the trail. The unicorn pointed to the side with his horse's hooves and continued.

Shen Moli and the three of them followed the direction pointed by the unicorn, and really saw a trail, there were many fewer scrolls on the road than in other places, and the path was deep and secluded, and it was extremely difficult to be discovered.

"How do I know the truth of your words?" asked Shen Moli.

Looking at this unicorn that suddenly appeared, she always felt that something was wrong.

"I'm just kindly reminding you, believe it or not. The unicorn retracted its head arrogantly, and a few drops of cold sweat trickled down in the imperceptible place on one side of the painting.

"This place is too dangerous, whether it's true or not, let's go into the trail. The grass demon said, and walked straight into the path, waving his hand as he walked to call Shen Moli to walk with Mojia.

stared at the unicorn incredulously for a few breaths, and Shen Moli finally chased after the grass demon who had gone away.

When the three figures disappeared into the path, the unicorn roared viciously: "People have been eavesdropping behind the boulder for a long time, and you are still talking nonsense!

While roaring, the ink painting with a unicorn moved to the other side of the boulder, staring at the countless paintings in front of him.

Roared by the unicorn stone paintings, the lively group paintings in the market disappeared in an instant, and they looked at the unicorns in fear.

"Don't be afraid, with me covered, the pen demon can't notice our abnormal movement. As for those three people, I have sent them to the lair of calligraphy and ink, and let them disappear into the calligraphy and paintings, so that I will not have to wait for a shot and be punished by the pen demon in the future. The unicorn leaned into the painting, triumphant.