If at this time, the two elders of gold and silver could no longer see what role the young man in front of them was playing, then the Dao deeds they had accumulated over the past hundred years would be regarded as a vain cultivation.

The two of them stared in horror at the cell beneath their feet with their paintbrushes wide open.

Obviously, the teenager was drawing cells on the ground, apparently knowing that they were coming. They even knew they were coming to make trouble. The two elders of gold and silver couldn't figure out how this operation was revealed. At this moment, they only felt that their bodies and souls were in layers of cold sweat.

Somehow, the two didn't dare to look directly into the young man's eyes, only to feel that there was a pair of eyes that could perceive the magic eye, lurking in the depths of their souls, constantly watching and scanning them. Let their ferocity be exposed, and there is no escape.

Aside from this, what shocked the two even more was the young man's ability to draw the ground as a prison.

This kind of ability, they have never heard of, almost never seen. But this kind of horror in my heart at this moment may make the two elders of gold and silver unforgettable for eternity.

They were literally confined in cells, and in painted fake cells. A mysterious power that seemed to come from the Nine Hells wrapped around their torsos, making them stiff and unable to move.

The two elders of gold and silver used to be a strong cultivator at the level of Jindan in the region, although now their cultivation has regressed, but the cultivation experience of these hundreds of years is not fake. Although it is not said that it is a well-informed world, it is also well-informed.

However, at this moment, they couldn't even judge the source of this mysterious power, which was like four different powers, like spiritual power and non-spiritual power, like divinity and non-divine. Like spiritual power, but not spiritual power. But more than any kind of force. They must be domineering and tough. Intimidating.

"Ahh......h

The young man in front of him had completely changed, and the bookish aura on his body had been replaced by a thick fierce aura. The originally clear eyes were infected by the endless demonic energy of the hell abyss, and the black silk also turned to pulp red, like magma from the Nine Hells.

This change came too suddenly. Seeing a young man who was still childish and turned into a demon god, both of them were shocked. This shock is like a tiny ant that suddenly transforms into a jackal, tiger and leopard, which makes it difficult for them to accept.

"The two of you are dressed like this, they don't look like poor people, it's just 10,000 taels of gold, don't you have any?" The cold words brought back all the thoughts, and the two elders of gold and silver only felt that the scene in front of them had changed again, the boy was still the same as before, and everything was back to normal. A qiē that just happened. It seems that it is just a passing hallucination, and it has disappeared.

The boy was looking at them. Standing silently in front of them with a paintbrush in his hand, his face was delicate, his eyes were like stars, and he vaguely showed childishness. Still, it's so ordinary. The ordinary seems to be just a grain of sand in the world, and it will never be found again when thrown into an ocean. There is no spiritual power fluctuation in the whole body, and there is no evil qi, it is as clear as a wave of clear water.

But Rao is like this, and the two Taoists don't dare to despise this young man anymore at this time. They couldn't explain what had just happened, or why this mortal man had made them feel a sense of imminent death.

I just feel that this young man is weird! Weird and frightening! Weird and scared!

"Is there really no money?" Zhuo Yifan said in a flat voice, looking at the two of them.

The two elders of gold and silver were silent, and the deep sense of shock in their hearts had made the two of them completely forget the original purpose of coming here. He just shook his head in embarrassment, trying his best to leave this strange place.

"Hey...... It seems that you really don't have any money, and you still come to bother me at such a late hour, and you have to compensate for some losses. Zhuo Yifan sighed, walked straight into the dungeon, grabbed the waist of the silver-clothed Taoist, took away the Qiankun gourd, raised his paintbrush and lightly drew a black hole at the bottom of the gourd, and suddenly the silver-clothed Taoist turned red and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The horror in his eyes was even stronger, Zhuo Yifan's stroke actually forcibly ripped off his connection with the Qiankun gourd. In other words, the contents of this gourd can be seized by the young man at will.

With a slight fall, all the picture scrolls that were taken away by the silver-clothed Taoist flew out with one streamer, returned to the desktop, the painting bucket, and returned to their original positions intact.

Then, he poured it again, and many things erupted from the gourd, most of which were pills and the like, Zhuo Yifan didn't look at these things, and then his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to grab the half piece of red jade: "You guys come to make trouble in the middle of the night, this half of the broken jade, take it as compensation." ”

The two elders of gold and silver saw the things in Zhuo Yifan's hands clearly, and they all changed color: "Senior, this ......"

"It's late at night, so let's stop here. I'm going to rest. Zhuo Yifan said, and threw it away, and the Qiankun pot was immediately sent to the Yindao man, and then he took out a painting and suddenly unfolded it, it was a snow scene.

Then, the two of them only felt the sound of whirring snow coming towards them, and their bodies floated up involuntarily, and they were pushed out of the door by a mysterious force. This float is dozens of miles, and finally landed in Qingyu Mountain.

The eyes of the two were shocked and confused, they only felt that this young man was too terrifying, and this was not a regional cultivator, just an indigenous! When did there become such an unfathomable powerhouse in this ordinary region?

And what's worse is that after such a disaster, the blood puppet jade is also lost!

This is a big deal, and it is absolutely necessary to report it to the sect!

The two of them glanced at each other, calm and calm in their hearts, and planned to rush to the foothold of Xintiandi overnight and report the matter to the sect master as soon as possible.

But unexpectedly, when they were about to leave, a hand on the shoulders of the two of them quietly dragged down the two elders of gold and silver, who were already half a foot above the ground.

"The two ransacked the old man's apprentice and left like this, I'm afraid it's not logical, right?" The cold laughter made the two of them tremble, and the two turned around, but saw an old woodcutter holding a broken axe and carrying a bamboo basket, with a calm face, his hands behind his back, staring at them gloomily.

The gold-clothed Taoist was stunned, and hurriedly swept it with his spiritual sense, and found that this old woodcutter seemed to be a mortal, but with the experience of the past, he didn't dare to be careless: "You are the master of this son?"

"Not bad. The old woodcutter smiled.

"The seniors knew that the disciples had already provoked the fire. Elder Yin snorted: "He took away the things of my sect, if the seniors don't want the disciples to end up being hunted down by the whole sect, please ask the seniors to persuade the disciples to return the broken jade." Such a sacred object cannot be touched by an ordinary person. ”

"Mortals?" the old woodcutter looked at the two of them and said, "Don't you think it's ridiculous that the two of you have been bullied by a mortal to such an extent?" I have been watching it for a long time, and I am very satisfied with my apprentice's appearance, and you two, with such despicable means, actually bear to attack a mortal, you are simply scum of the Dao Realm." ”

"You ......!" Hearing what the other party said, the two elders of Jin and Yin were stunned, and they were terrified when they thought that this old man had been monitoring them: "You are definitely not a native here! What is the purpose of your lurking here, I am sent by the sect, if you don't go back to the sect this time, you will definitely send someone to investigate, and you and your apprentice will not be able to run away at that time!"

"Oh, is it?" the old woodcutter looked at the two of them with a slightly gloomy look in his eyes, and said lightly, "Since that's the case, let's try it." Your sect master has only cultivated the Dao Intent, and the sense of superiority is so strong? I have instructed countless people, and the fastest one has only taken ten years to realize the Dao Intent. What you just saw is the old man's new disciple, and with his talent, I'm afraid he is going to break the old man's record here. ”

"Who the hell are you!" the two of them were shocked, and they were already frightened at the person in front of them. Hurriedly sacrifice weapons to meet the enemy.

"Dead man, there is no need to know. However, the old woodcutter did not leave them any chance to make a move, his eyes swept lightly and stepped forward, shattering the torn brilliance, and at the same time stepping out with the other foot, a strong wind tore their faces, and the two of them only felt that their bodies were like car cracks, and they turned into two clouds of flying ash with a bang, and dissipated.

Then, the old woodcutter looked at the place where the two had disappeared, took the broken axe with his back, and walked into the depths of the mountain forest. (To be continued......)