Tang Mo walked cautiously towards the table, her mental power surrounded the table at all times, she cautiously walked around, moved the chair with her mental power, and walked closer, looking down at the ink painting on the table.

It was a landscape, and at first glance there was nothing unusual about it, but if you look closely at it with your mental power, you will find that this painting is actually breathing!

Exhale and breathe, the frequency is very slow, and the fluctuations are very weak. Almost one, Tang Mo is about to miss it.

She frowned and thought, demon beasts and plants can be cultivated, could it be that calligraphy and painting also have the potential to cultivate? Or, is it just a treasure? , how can treasures eat people?

Yes, she suspected that Fu Yunxiu and Wan Qi Ziyan were both eaten by this painting.

Tang Mo casually wrote a flame and said to the painting on the table: "You'd better spit people out quickly, otherwise I'll burn you." ”

Ink painting:...... Belch~!

Tang Mo: !!

"Are you hiccuping?!" She couldn't believe it: "Are you provoking me?" ”

Ink paintings began to pretend to be dead again.

Tang Mo couldn't help it, she had never seen such a weird Dong, and she didn't know where to start.

After thinking about it, she still threw down the flame talisman in her hand, and wrote everything, but she couldn't write it in vain.

As a paper system, although it has been refined into a treasure, it is still made of paper in essence, and it is afraid of fire, even if this fire cannot harm it in the slightest. But the ink painting still jumped up, floating in the air, and trembling at Tang Mo, as if it was demonstrating.

Tang Mo frowned, and in an instant, another flame talisman was thrown out.

The ink painting is sensitively dodged, and then the landscape in the painting turns into a spiral, accompanied by great suction.

Tang Mo hurriedly grabbed the table and controlled his body, but the painting took the opportunity to paste it, and as soon as he picked it up, Tang Mo felt dizzy in his head and lost consciousness.

In the study, the ink painting fell on the desk, hiccup~!

Tang Mo was woken up by the sound of flowing water, and then when he opened his eyes, he saw the gray-white sky, sat up again, and the surroundings were gray except for black and white.

The black river, the white large, the gray and white trees, very monotonous.

Is this the inner world of ink painting?

Tang Mo was not in a hurry, but took out the compass and gave it to Fu Yunxiu, she just wanted to give it a try, but she didn't expect to receive a reply!

Fu Yunxiu - Where are you?

Tang Mo looked at Zhou and replied - on the edge of the Black River.

Fu Yunxiu: ......

- Stay where you are, don't move.

But half an hour later, Tang Mo saw Fu Yunxiu and Wan Qi Ziyan, and there was a group of half-truths and half-truths ...... "people" behind them?

When everyone approached, Tang Mocai's eyes widened and exclaimed, "It's you!" How did you become like this? ”

The man in front of her was the ninth-order martial artist who helped her break the formation before, and this was a lot of separation, and the good one turned into a pitch-black form from her feet to her thighs.

The man smiled bitterly: "After half a day after coming in, they began to be assimilated, and several people have completely turned into water and melted into the river." ”

Quite a while? Tang Moyi, it hasn't been half a day since they opened the door.

Fu Yunxiu explains: "Time in the painting flows much faster than the outside world. ”

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Tang Mo frowned and asked, "How long have you been in?" ”

"Two hours." Fu Yunxiu said: "This world is very, except for us, it is the landscape in front of us. ”

Wan Qi Ziyan also said: "We try all the methods that we can try, but we can't get out." ”

The warriors who had been photographed before were already desperate, and the one who had been the longest was left with only one head.

It's hard to imagine how they came to accept that they were about to die, and that their bones were left and they could only turn into a puddle of stinking.

Tang Mo looked at the four and asked, "Have you tried setting fire?" ”

Fu Yun cultivated, his eyes couldn't help revealing a little sadness, he looked at Tang, his heart was full of reluctance.

Tang Mo frowned, it shouldn't be. There are thousands in the world, even if it is dangerous, it will leave people with a glimmer of life, and there is no mortal place in this world.

What's more, this painting is just a treasure that cultivates spiritual wisdom.

"Where did you set the fire?" Tang Mo asked

Road.

Fu Yunxiu came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and said, "Naturally, the ignition is in the mountains and forests. ”

Tang Mo looked at the pitch-black one, "Well, you haven't tried to set fire there. ”

Fu Yun Xiuyi, then reacted, and said quickly: "Yes, those people turned into ink and ink all merged into this river, if there is a breakthrough, this river is indeed the most likely." He was annoyed: "I didn't think of it just now. ”

Tang Mo comforted: "Common sense, everyone will not light a fire in the water. No, not now, go ahead and try it. ”

When the two came to the river, except for Wan Qi Ziyan, who followed uneasily, the rest of them were sitting on the ground, and even a few female warriors had already hugged and cried.

Tang Mo looked back, and sighed lightly, if you have time, it's better to think about how to get out, what to cry about, and give up before you die, this kind of person is not suitable for treasure hunting and exploration.

She raised her hand and wrote a few wood-attribute talismans, still in mid-air.

Fu Yunxiu raised his hand with tacit understanding, and slashed at the rune, and the rune instantly burned and fell into the black river.

The three of them held their breath, and the flames burned firmly in the river, and after a while, they naturally extinguished.

All three were silent, staring at the river, not knowing what they were thinking.

After a while, Wan Qi Ziyan said, "Could it be that the flame is too small?" ”

Tang Mo was in good spirits and said in a deep voice: "Come again!" ”

This time she wrote dozens of talismans, afraid that the wood spirit power would not be good, she also wrote more than ten superimposed talismans, which was guaranteed to burn for a long time!

Fu Yunxiu used thunder and lightning to point the runes again, and the rising flames dyed half of the sky red.

Tang Mo still didn't think the fire was enough, so he kept adding wood to his right hand and wind in his left hand.

This, the peace of Heihe was finally broken.

The surface of the river rolled up and rushed towards the flames, as if they were about to be extinguished, but when the waves touched the flames, they burned instead, and thick black smoke came out.

Seeing it, Tang Mo's eyes showed a hint of joy, "It's done!" ”

Fu Yunxiu's eyes were shining, he opened his collar, and one after another thunderbolts went into the river, and suddenly, the river burned even more violently.

At this point, the whole ink world began to move, shrinking one by one, and from time to time there was the sound of coughing and retching, which felt like it was about to vomit.

Sure enough, it didn't matter, the entire ink world shrank, Tang Mo felt the squeeze coming from the surrounding space, and then in front of her, she fell from the air to the ground in the study.

Then, the people who were "eaten" by the ink painting were "spit out" one after another.

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Chapter Seventy-Five: A Glimmer of Life [Three Watches]