At this time, the paintings were just like the vest of the evil venerable, rushing to the front to clear the obstacles in the iron forest for the evil venerable.

Those ancient paintings that are quite powerful and have their own ideas and plans are shrewd hiding behind them, casually watching the paintings go to death and do nothing.

Those ancient paintings that were hidden behind, in the eventful years of Maimai, have long been like evil venerables, and there is no mercy for these people of the five clans who were trapped in the picture scroll later, and some are just long-term co-optation and use.

In the realm of the jungle of Wangou Ridge, they have long cultivated the selfish idea of being good to themselves and harming others and benefiting themselves.

They will never interfere with anything that does not harm their interests. The evil and greed of human nature are vividly displayed under their selfishness after being tortured.

In the painting ridge, all the people in the painting are those who don't know if there is a tomorrow or what the night is. Under the double torture of being constantly eroded by the scrolls of their own flesh and cultivation, they often saw the surrounding scrolls formed by the people of the five clans running out of ink, and they were dying.

Under the countless partings of life and death, the ancient paintings have been blind to the death of others.

The paintings that rushed forward were not as shrewd as the ancient paintings. Most of them don't have much experience, and they don't have a thorough understanding of the hidden states in the painting ridge.

Right now, they only know that if they don't work hard to conquer Tielin, they can catch Shen Moli. In the future, when the Demon Ancestors come, they will also have no way to live.

Under the idea of dying if they don't fight, their blood is boiling, and they have the belief to break through to the end.

It was only very soon that their faith cost them their lives. Dense iron balls, with countless sharp thorns, like sharp blades in the hands of executioners, scraped against those scrolls that rushed forward.

This time, the picture of the endless distorted picture scroll, slaughtered in the iron forest, and crushed into fertilizer to nourish the fertile land, is not like the invisible imaginary scene in the forest before, but is undisguised in front of the evil venerable.

The voice of the void in the forest came again: "Ge Qi, those who enter my forest are dead." If you don't think you have a lot of scrolls, you might as well send them all. ”

Having said that, the evil lord is not afraid. The more he said this, the more certain he was in the heart of the evil venerable, and he was afraid that he would break into the forest with all his life. It's just that this method of winning by numbers is not what the evil lord thinks.

The evil venerable is not completely sure, I am sure that if he hands over Shen Moli, the Demon Ancestor will still be embarrassed.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the evil venerable already had a trace of speculation in his heart, with the tyrannical character of the Demon Ancestor, even if he showed favor to the Demon Ancestor, Hualing would not be able to escape the catastrophe.

It was only with the last hope that the evil venerable wanted to arrest Shen Moli at this time, and before the Demon Ancestor found Hualing, he ordered someone to take Shen Moli to find the Demon Ancestor.

But if you use the life of the painting of the mountains to exchange for a Shen Moli out of the iron forest, the evil venerable will intuitively lose a lot of blood.

The people of the five tribes that he captured after he came to paint the ridge have been nearly exhausted here. If he continued to fight, the only thing he could use was those ancient paintings and the immortal and demon scrolls imprisoned in his ink.

However, these paintings, not to mention whether they were dispatched by his orders or not, just consuming them in this place would be extremely detrimental to his future fight against the Demon Ancestor.

The evil venerable's mind turned, and his tone was obviously much softened: "Lord of the Iron Forest, you and I are both from the Painting Mountains, why do you need to kill each other here." The demon land is in great difficulty, and the demon ancestor will find the painting ridge in a few days, and then you and I will all die. If you really think about yourself, it is better to hand over Shen Moli, and you can have the conditions to negotiate with the Demon Ancestor in the future. ”

Lin Zhong's voice was completely disdainful, and he snorted coldly: "The weak will exchange people for the chance to live for themselves, Ge Qi, the world respects you, and is afraid of your innate intelligence and strength." I didn't expect you to be such a timid person who was afraid of death in the end. He wanted to catch a woman and hide behind her in exchange for his own life. ”

The sarcastic words, words like knives, scraped in the mind of the evil venerable, made the evil venerable's originally tough heart a little more powerless. The evil venerable's hand, when others were not paying attention, tightened angrily and wrenched off his long beard.

When he broke into the world, even in the face of thousands of heroes chasing him, he was fearless. With a wave of his bare hand, there is a sea of blood.

In the days of youth and frivolity, even when he faced someone who was several times stronger than himself, he never trembled. With a strategy in hand, he dodged alone, and all the crises were resolved by him in the end.

But now, he's scared.

He was afraid, but not because of the Demon Ancestor, not because of himself, but because of the last armor who was in the same painting ridge.

If Mojia was not in the Painting Ridge at this time, the Evil Venerable would not be afraid to fight the entire Painting Ridge and fight the Demon Ancestor to the end. But the end armor is here, and the evil venerable wants to leave one more way back for Hualing. He was afraid that the last armor he had finally seen would disappear in front of his eyes like Mo Mi.

Once people are afraid, they are naturally afraid to do things.

The state of the evil venerable at this moment is like a lion who is only shackled, he wants to fight bloodily, and he is troubled by family affection, and he is afraid to do things.

However, the evil venerable has always been smart, and the ethereal voice in the iron forest also gave the evil venerable another glimmer of hope. He stared at the increasingly wide Iron Forest, and then asked, "Since the Lord of the Iron Forest is unwilling to hand over Miss Shen, can I say a few words to Miss Shen?"

The words turned quickly, making the stone thief who was hiding in the iron forest and communicating through the magic weapon stunned.

Shi Thief turned his head to look at Shen Moli, who was forcing the blood in his heart to flow out of his body with his aura, and glanced at the iron stone beside him, seeing that neither of them had much reaction, Shi Thief picked up the magic weapon again and said: "What do you say, but it doesn't hurt to say it, she can hear it." ”

After listening to Lin Zhong's words, the evil venerable was more sure of his guesses. He pulled down his old face and said, "Miss Shen, I arrested you this time in exchange for painting Ling Anran, and I ask the girl to forgive me for the offense to you and the people around me." It's just that Mojia and the girl were born and died, and I asked the girl to look at Mojia's face, and asked the Lord of the Iron Forest to protect my life at a critical time. ”

I thought that the words of the evil venerable were trying to lure Shen Moli out of the forest. Unexpectedly, the evil venerable was like a parting trust, which shocked the stone thief, and he didn't know how to answer the evil venerable's words for a while.

On the contrary, it was Tie Shi, who glanced at Shen Moli coldly, and said in a deep voice: "She doesn't have such a big face, so she can ask her old body to protect your son." Ge Qi, if you want to ask your son to be well, withdraw your troops at this time. The old body may be able to see that you are conscientious for the sake of painting the ridge, and leave your son in the forest. ”

The sound of the void was the same as the sound worn by the stone thief, so that the evil venerable could hear it outside the forest, and it was impossible to tell whether it was from the two of them.

With the answer of the iron stone, the evil lord sighed lightly. From Tie Lin's earlier actions, he had already predicted that Tie Lin must be protecting Shen Moli. Otherwise, you don't have to go to great lengths to deal with yourself.

As soon as he arranged for Mojia to go to the rear of Tielin in the morning, he had no intention of letting Mojia take risks. The experience helps the Demon Dao realm of the end armor to improve, but the evil venerable cannot master the experience of life and death, and the evil venerable does not want the end armor to be involved in it.