In the void, the flame lion spat out balls of flames from its mouth, and the people of the Ink Star Academy could not resist at all, and when they were hit by the flames, they were seriously injured at least and killed on the spot.

Seeing that the people of Moxing Academy were killed one by one, Gu Hua was furious in his heart, and took out a spirit demon fruit and swallowed it.

The spirit magic fruit melted in the mouth, turned into a pure aura and entered the body of the ancient painting, and then, the cultivation of the ancient painting began to change, from the second level of the great painter, to the fifth level of the great painter in an instant.

It's just that this increase in cultivation is just a drop in the bucket, and it's useless at all, facing the platinum dragon in the realm of the painting king, even the demon spirit king is not an opponent at all.

And the Heavenly Demon Ape doesn't know where it is now.

The battle was very fierce, basically a massacre on one side, and the people of the Moxing Academy died tragically one by one.

There was already a river of blood on the ground, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, which was unbearable.

"Painting, let's go!" Mu Yue rose to the sky, and the golden-winged Dapeng flew towards the ancient painting, and the golden claws directly grabbed the ancient painting and flew up.

"No!"

Bang!

A flame struck, and Mu Yue's body exploded directly in the air, and his body exploded in pieces.

At the same time, Kong Lao, Bai Lao, and other students in the academy were also subjected to terrorist attacks.

This is a great catastrophe, an unprecedented catastrophe.

The battle lasted only a few minutes from the beginning to the end, and the scene was quiet, and everyone in the Moxing Academy died tragically except for the ancient paintings.

With Mu Yue's death, the golden-winged Dapeng also disappeared, and the body of the ancient painting fell from the sky, and the pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart.

"Hahaha, boy, now it's your turn!" Platinum Dragon had a crazy smile on his face, as if he was a demon who killed people without blinking, and that smile was extremely cruel.

The eyes of the ancient painting were full of rage, and his face was extremely angry.

He wanted to tear the platinum dragon apart in no time.

However, under the attack of the platinum dragon, the ancient painting had no chance to dodge at all, and was hit by the flames, and his body suddenly flew out, as if he had been hit by a fierce beast, and the sharp pain made the ancient painting's mind also regain a trace of sobriety.

Gu Hua knew that he was not the opponent of Bai Jinlong, and he should not be an opponent, but at this moment, he couldn't help Gu Hua at all, and Bai Jin Long came here with the belief that he would kill, and he would never allow Gu Hua to leave alive.

In the face of another attack by the platinum dragon, the ancient painting had given up resisting, because it was useless to resist.

But at the moment of a thousand troops, Lin Xi'er stood in front of Gu Hua and resisted the attack.

And Lin Xi'er's body was instantly blown away by that terrifying attack, and he died instantly.

"Cier!"

The ancient painting shouted in pain.

At this moment, the ancient painting was completely irrational, desperately rushing towards the platinum dragon, at this moment the ancient painting completely forgot about death, there was no fear in his heart, only full of anger.

However, suddenly, the bracelet on the wrist of the ancient painting emitted a purple light, and a fragrance belonging to Lin Xi'er emanated.

This fragrance made the footsteps of the ancient painting stagnate, and the mind gradually cleared up.

The ancient painting looked at the bracelet, the bracelet was magical, looking at it, people couldn't help but be attracted by it.

And the anger in Gu Hua's heart is getting weaker and weaker, perhaps Gu Hua himself has not noticed the changes in himself.

After a long time, the ancient painting came back to its senses.

The light on the bracelet was gone, and the scent was still faintly there.

"Huh?"

The ancient painting looked away from the bracelet and looked ahead, only to see that there was a wind-wood bridge in front of him.

Where is there still Moxing Academy around, those stumps and broken arms are gone, and the platinum dragon is gone, and he is still on the Fengmu Bridge.

"Okay, boy, I passed two levels so quickly, and now there is only the last level left, and after passing, you will get a big chance. The Demon Spirit King said in surprise.

"I was here just now, so what happened just now is all fake?" asked Gu Hua with a frown.

"The level just now tested your heart, that level is very dangerous, if you can't control your demons in the end, you won't be able to pass this level, but you actually resolved your demons very well, not bad. The Demon Spirit King said appreciatively.

Demons?

Was that all that going on deep in your heart?

Moxing Academy, Kong Lao, Bai Lao, Teacher Mu, Xi'er, and Bai Jinlong, aren't they all deep in the heart of ancient paintings?

If it wasn't for the bracelet just now, the demons of the ancient painting couldn't be controlled at all, and if that was the case, this level would have failed.

Thinking of this, Gu Hua looked down at the bracelet on his wrist.

This was left by Lin Xi'er, and there was still Lin Xi'er's fragrance on it.

"Xi'er, wait for me, I will definitely go to you!" Gu Hua's heart became more determined.

Looking ahead, now only this last level is left, if you clear the level, I don't know what big chance there will be.

The ancient painting no longer hesitated, and stepped forward, and the wind-wood bridge was about to come to an end.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of him, a familiar person.

When he saw this person, the ancient painting stopped, and the man also stopped.

This person is none other than an ancient painting.

This ancient painting is dressed in black, and the whole person is hidden in the darkness, with an evil aura on his body.

"Give up, do you still have the luxury of becoming a painting saint? It's too far away, why bother so hard, now your age is the age to enjoy it. The black-clothed ancient painting had a sense of demagogy in his voice.

"Who are you?"

"I'm you, don't you notice that we look the same?" replied with a wicked laugh from the black-clothed ancient painting.

"No, you're not me, I won't give up painting, you don't want to bewitch me. Gu Hua said firmly.

"No, I am you, we are one person, and I have what you have. I'm not bewitching you, I'm just sobering you up, some roads are not suitable for you to take, I am for your good, and for my good. The tone of the black-clothed ancient painting was full of strong demagoguery.

"You're not me, no matter what kind of demon you are, don't stop me!"

A paintbrush appeared in the ancient painting's hand, and an iron-armed violent ape was directly drawn.

However, when the ancient painting looked at the black-clothed ancient painting in front of him, he was immediately stunned.

A paintbrush also appeared in the hand of the black-clothed ancient painting, and the ancient painting saw that his realm was the same as his own, and he was also a great painter.

This is not the most terrifying, the terrible thing is that the black-clothed ancient painting also painted an iron-armed violent ape coming out, exactly like his own.

The ancient painting controlled the iron-armed violent ape to urge the Tiangang fist to smash towards the iron-armed violent ape in front of him.

But he didn't expect that the iron-armed tyrant ape in the black-clothed ancient painting actually urged the Tiangang fist.

With exactly the same move, the two iron-armed rapes attacked together, each taking three steps back.

"How can this be?" the ancient painting couldn't believe it.

"I said, I am you and you are me, we are one person, and I have what you have. The black-clothed ancient painting said with a smile.

Gu Hua ignored him, and this time directly asked the iron-armed violent ape to urge the spirit yuan wave.

In the hands of the iron-armed tyrant ape, a white ball of light gradually appeared, and a terrifying aura emanated.

The black-clothed ancient painting smiled, and also let his iron-armed violent ape urge out the spirit yuan wave.

The difference is that the spirit wave triggered by the black-clothed ancient painting is black, with an evil aura.

Bang!

The two of them urged out the Lingyuan Wave at the same time, and the two Lingyuan Waves, one black and one white, collided together, bursting out with a terrifying power, and the loud noise made the Fengmu Bridge tremble violently, and there was a feeling that it was about to fall apart.

And the bodies of the two iron-armed violent apes also disappeared at the same time, and the ancient paintings and the black-clothed ancient paintings each took a step back.

Gu Hua's heart was even more shocked, this guy was really the same as himself.

No, it can't be!

After the ancient painting drew an iron-armed violent ape this time, it also drew a forbidden spirit cage.

But I didn't expect the ancient painting in black to be drawn too, exactly the same.

The attacks of the two were exactly the same, and neither could have the upper hand.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Gu Hua with squinted eyes.

"Now you still don't believe I'm you, we're just one person. Don't think about it so much, you have also seen that your strength is very weak, and it has been a few months since you cultivated, but you have only entered the realm of the Great Painter, and there is still a long way to go before the realm of painting saints, and the further you go, the more difficult it is to break through, why do you want to do such a slim thing?"

"You're right. "The ancient painting was hit like this, and I felt a little emotionally lost.