The bamboo forest obviously didn't realize that they were stepping into someone else's painting realm, and they seemed to be hesitating, hesitating to do it when there was one more person next to Nan Lingsha.

Zhu Minglang's way of dealing with it is different.

How can you wait for others to do it, he really eats the gall of a bear heart and a leopard, and even dares to provoke his own people, he wants to see which characters are not long-eyed!

"In this painting forest, even if it is destroyed, it won't affect the academy, right?" Zhu Minglang asked deliberately.

Nan Lingsha nodded.

Zhu Minglang rubbed his hands and jumped off the high platform.

Walking towards those sneaky figures, Zhu Minglang's eyes were slowly glowing with crimson light.

"Who are you?" Rinnai, a man wrapped in a turban asked.

There is a rat pattern on this person's turban, revealing a bit of treacherous temperament, including the man's whole person is also shrouded in a dark aura.

I have to admit that their hidden skills are quite high, and Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha didn't notice their existence when they first talked.

"Rat contempt Daoist?" Zhu Minglang saw the other party's rat pattern turban, and quickly recognized this force.

"Since you know that it is us, then you don't hand over the cultivation fruit, and you know our Taoist style, you shouldn't annoy us, believe it or not, I will let my people slaughter all the students of this academy now, and sell all the female students to the brothel!" said the dark man with a rat-patterned turban.

"You have done this kind of thing, so notorious, how did those people in Lichuan allow you to wander this land?" asked Zhu Minglang.

"Don't talk nonsense, while I still have a little patience, hurry up and let that veil slut take out the cultivation fruit......" The rat-patterned turban man pointed at Nan Lingsha on the high platform and said angrily.

Zhu Minglang frowned, his mind moved, and a sharp cold front swept through the bamboo forest, like an inconspicuous cold wind blowing, but soon those tall bamboos were disconnected in a neat section.

"Hmph, scare anyone, that's all you ...... to scare"

"Boss, your hand!"

The rat-patterned turban man looked down and found that his hand was missing for some time!

A full palm fell to the ground, and the arm of the man with a rat-patterned turban turned into a cut like a bamboo cut at the wrist, and it took a few seconds for blood to gush out of the wrist incision.

"My hands!my hands!!"

The rat-patterned turban man screamed in horror at this point, and the color of pain crawled all over his dark face.

"Be a good person in the next life. Zhu Minglang said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, a crimson sword swept through the bamboo forest, without the shadow of the sword, without the edge of the sword, but the entire lush bamboo forest fell backwards, and the resilient bamboo body was directly crushed and broken!!

The qi was like a mountain and a sea, and before these people of the rat contempt Taoist temple could react, they were like grass mustard and were lifted into the air by this surging invisible sword power, and in mid-air, their bodies were torn apart continuously, and blood was spilled!

Zhu Minglang did not show mercy to his subordinates, he was contemptuous of Taoism, a group of miscellaneous people who were not even as good as the Demon Sect, not to mention that they dared to use the academy as a threat, which simply violated Zhu Minglang's bottom line!

The bamboo forest was in a mess, and the four people of the rat contempt Taoist temple were only left with a wreckage, and the man with a mouse-patterned turban in half of his body was paralyzed on the ground like a puddle of mud, he looked at Zhu Minglang with pain and hideousness, and the whole person was dark like a treacherous demon rat!

"Messed with us...... You all have to be buried together, we Taoist temple, our Taoist temple ......" The last cruel words of the rat-patterned turban man were completely choked before he had time to spit out.

These people also have a monarch level in strength, but in the face of the current Zhu Minglang, they are indeed like a group of rats, and they are easily trampled to death.

As for their Taoist temple, it is indeed an existence that many famous and decent families dare not provoke easily.

It's not how terrifying their strength is, but their means of revenge, insidious and vicious, as long as they can disgust people, they will definitely spare no effort to do it, there was once a master-level figure, who was tortured by the people of the rat contempt Taoist temple and committed suicide.

Zhu Minglang naturally knows about their "heroic deeds", but is he Zhu Minglang easy to provoke?

......

After solving the garbage, Zhu Minglang returned to the high platform.

At this time, the stray bamboos slowly dissolved and turned into drops of thick ink.

The steps under your feet and the high platform in front of you have all strangely turned into delicate lines at this moment, and the background and color difference rendered by the black ink are quietly dispersed like clouds of smoke, turning into a hazy ink mist......

The ink mist dispersed, Zhu Minglang heard the birdsong, saw the crisp bamboo leaves, and the constantly swaying bamboo shadows, not far away, several men and women were walking by with laughter, a giant dragon spread its wings and flew, and the sound of falling water in some Fengdi Waterfalls farther away also came.

Zhu Minglang is like waking up from a dream, no matter how real Lin is in the painting, after all, it lacks real vitality, but it is easy for people to ignore these details in it, so that they completely lose themselves in the painting.

The bamboo forest is still lush and verdant, the soft breeze carries the fragrance of flowers, and the blood stains of the rat contempt Taoist temple have not infected this quiet bamboo forest at all.

Nan Lingsha crumpled the rice paper in front of her and threw it in the basket at will, and you could see that the thin rice paper was oozing a little bit of blood red, as bright as paint.

"This rat contempt Taoist temple was instructed by someone to wander around the academy for some time. Nan Lingsha said.

"What kind of cultivation is fruitful, is it very important?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Consolidate the king-level cultivation. ”

"Have you broken through to the king level?" Zhu Minglang looked at Nan Lingsha in surprise.

"We haven't broken through this theory, and when we have accumulated cultivation, we will naturally reach the next level realm. Nan Lingsha said lightly.

“......”

Zhu Minglang remembered what Zhu Xuechen said to himself.

It seems that the ladies are indeed talented!

"What did Li Yunzi tell you about the Boundary Dragon Gate?" asked Nan Lingsha.

"She's also in the discovery phase. Zhu Minglang roughly described something.

"Oh, so she didn't tell you......" Nan Lingsha's tone was cold and a little mocking.

"Tell me what?" Zhu Minglang said puzzled.

"If the Realm Dragon Gate is a test for the world, then what are the consequences of failure, have you thought about it?" asked Nan Lingsha.

If the creature fails to ascend, it may be destroyed.

And what about the failure of the World Ascension?

"The world we inhabit will also be annihilated?" Zhu Minglang said in shock.

Nan Lingsha shook her head.

She took out her paintbrush and haphazardly drew the stars, the moon, and the sun on a new piece of rice paper......

After a while, she said lightly: "What is more terrible than annihilation is the destruction and torture of long years. ”