Shen Moli saw the dark purple gas emitted by the evil venerable from the soles of his feet, and hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power, and without looking back, he walked towards the evil venerable, and said to Shi Shi: "No matter what happens for a while, don't come and break into the spiritual power cover of my cloth." ”

Before everyone could figure out what was happening, Shen Moli had already taken a deep breath, and quickly raised his spiritual power to envelop himself and the evil venerable inside.

"You shouldn't have come. Seeing Shen Moli rushing straight forward, the evil venerable suppressed the black poison that continued to seep into his body from the soles of his feet.

Shen Moli is very intelligent, but the poison under the turbid water, he doesn't think that Shen Moli can break it with a girl who is not deeply involved in the world.

This semi-circular arc cover that gathers spiritual power is clearly intended to lock the poison in his body in it.

But if she was locked for a while, she couldn't be trapped for a lifetime, once Shen Moli inhaled the poisonous gas in the hood and returned to Huangquan, the hood she had gathered with spiritual power would naturally break open.

At that time, the people in the painting ridge will also be killed.

Horizontal and vertical is death, and the evil venerable does not want Shen Moli to waste his efforts to make meaningless rescues. After he took over Hualing, there was no hope of getting out of Hualing alive. And Mojia, in the eyes of the Evil Venerable, is the one who deserves to walk out of the painting ridge alive.

Seeing that Shen Moli closed his mouth and nose and didn't answer, he just sacrificed the spirit green light directly, trying to suppress the poisonous gas.

The evil venerable suddenly burst out of his own potential, shook off the paralysis of his nerves with his anger, and pushed Shen Moli away with his palm.

The vastly different power of that realm made Shen Moli's body shake backwards, directly shattering the shield of his sacrifice. The petite body lost its balance and fell more than ten meters away before it could barely stand firm.

The edge of the shield of the human sacrifice happened to be less than a meter away from Shen Moli. Outside the shield, those moving tentacles immediately smelled the aura of the Warcraft contract on Shen Moli's body due to the proximity of the distance.

In an instant, the tentacles that were originally slow-moving suddenly became tyrannical, constantly hitting the shield behind Shen Moli violently.

"Let's go!" exclaimed.

He tried his best to support the shield, and under the violent impact of the tentacles, he wanted to save Shen Moli, but he was powerless to do so.

The paintings present, like the stone thieves, all used their greatest strength to inject into the shield, resisting the touch of the tentacles.

"The muddy water is sucking the ink of the painting ridge!" A painting of an old man, looking at the painting outside the shield that had not moved for a long time, suddenly shocked.

At first, like everyone else, the painting never understood what the muddy water was.

The poison emanating from the evil venerable's body, the understanding of that painting is much deeper than that of the evil venerable and others. Not only did he know that the dark purple poisonous gas had the effect of paralyzing people's nerves, but he also knew that the poisonous gas was not like the rumors, which would spread and kill the people around him.

This is why the painting at least ignores the poisoned evil venerable, in his opinion, the evil venerable is only unable to move for a short time, but it does not pose any threat to life.

But at the same time, the painting couldn't figure out why the muddy water crow had to go to such great lengths to make it impossible for one of the evil venerables to die. If you let the enemy mess up, it will not be obvious in a short period of time.

But if it's for other purposes...... I thought about the painting, but I couldn't think of an answer to it earlier.

It wasn't until Shen Moli's breath leaked and caused the impact of the tentacles that the painting looked at the reactions of the people around him and gradually figured it out.

The paintings of the Painted Mountains live by the color of ink, and a painting can easily sneak away while the evil venerable is not careful. However, the rules of the painting ridge are very strict, although each painting has a chance to leave, but there is no painting in the painting ridge that is willing to go.

After being trapped in the painting, Zhu Hua faced not only mental torture, but also physical testing.

The painting ridge is originally a god and demon hell design, and the paintings are absorbed not only for cultivation, but also for life. And the ink color in the hands of the evil lord is exactly what they continue to live.

Whoever gets more ink color will have the absolute right to speak in the painting ridge, not only can dress up their painting world in any form and go in and out of the painting ridge at will, but also can exchange ink color with others.

In the painting ridge, the ink color can be said to be the existence of absolute pressure on the paintings.

It's just that most of the paintings think that the ink color is carried by the evil venerable, and only a very small number of the second or third paintings know that the ink color is hidden in various parts of the painting ridge.

Wherever the evil deity goes, if necessary, he can only pull out the ink hidden in the ground with the movement of his fingers.

The ink color of the entire painting ridge is connected to the soul of the evil venerable, and only the evil venerable can mobilize those ink colors. In Su Rili, if there is a painting that moves the crooked mind to take ink color, it is also impossible.

And the current turbid water Wu obviously knows the secret of Hualing.

Turbid Water Wu cunningly paralyzed the evil venerable's senses with poisonous gas, and more clearly explained that the turbid water crow wanted to take away all the ink hidden in various parts of the painting ridge when the evil venerable was not discovered.

The action was hidden, but the ink stained the tentacles of the turbid water black, making all the static tentacles gradually become bloodthirsty.

"We can't resist the impact of muddy water, rather than passively waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative to attack. An experienced painting said. After speaking, he burned the demonic qi all over his body, externalized it into force, and directly broke out of the shield, slashing towards the tentacles.

The smooth tentacles stood motionless, indifferent to how the painting slashed and slashed. It was like cotton paper slashing on a boulder, and the difference in strength made the hearts of everyone in the shield tremble.

They weren't sure that even one of the tentacles would be cut off in the painting, which made them even more afraid to act rashly and break out of the shield.

"Shen Moli, the old man doesn't need you to save him, this black poison can't help the old man. "Evil Venerable Dao.

The evil venerable was surprised that Shen Moli would come to his rescue today, but this was not the time to express gratitude. He even needed to force Shen Moli away, and then manipulate Hualing, so that Shen Moli could follow his own route and find Mojia.

He deceived Mojia into going to the entrance of the secret passage in the space hidden in the depths of the Painting Ridge, which was far away from here, thinking that Mojia should still be on the way at this time.

At this time, the painting ridge was full of tentacles under the muddy water and black cloth, and they were concentrated in one place, and they could barely resist the tentacles for some time. But Mojia was alone, and with his strength, it was difficult for him to withstand the blow of the turbid water.

Originally, the Evil Venerable was also able to connect to the Drawing Ridge through his own soul, controlling the terrain along the way, and opening the way for the end armor to lead directly to the secret passage. But now, the poison of the turbid water black has penetrated all over the place, and the evil venerable can no longer feel the situation in various parts of the painting ridge, which makes the evil venerable's worry about the end of the armor doubly doubled.

In the Evil Venerable's cognition, Mojia is the only child between him and Mo Mi, and even if he sacrifices himself, he doesn't want anything to happen to Mojia.

As he was thinking, a loud noise came from outside the shield, and a tentacle shattered, splattering countless dark purple sewage. The sewage splashed on the painting of slashing and smashing claws, and in an instant it was a clear picture, but it was stained by sewage, and it lost all its ink color in an instant, and turned into ashes.

Some sharp-eyed paintings, staring at the movements of Fang Cai's paintings without blinking, realized when the tentacles were broken.