Chapter 671: Ancient Paintings

After all, the monster was put on the spot by humans.

Bai Yujun didn't know who designed the devil, but he could only say that human counterfeiting is a talent that has existed since ancient times, and the animal skin paper is a real antique, but the things depicted on it were added later, and they have been old.

I haven't heard that monks are good at this, and eighty percent of them are looking for professional craftsmen in the streets and alleys of the market.

"I'm afraid that the layout people can't think of having this Jiao as an add-on, forget it, anyway, I want to kill this group of demons. ”

A certain white shrugged thin shoulders.

The person who set up the game must be a big man, 100,000 demon beasts are rampant in the depths of the mountains, there are countless demon generals and demon handsome, and there are many demon kings sitting everywhere, and if the cultivation is low, it is to send meat to the demon beasts, even if the monsters that are equivalent to the god transformation period come in, they will also be sent to death, only the demon may have a glimmer of success.

It was not easy to design the equivalent of the Mahayana demon, and that person succeeded.

Using the huge group of demon beasts in the 100,000 mountains to make knives, the two demons were killed and one was injured, and it was very likely that the Terran monks and demons would fight hard to succeed, the demon beasts were different, the number was fierce and violent, and the combat power was strong, even if one or two died, they would not feel distressed.

Maybe the only thing I didn't expect was that none of the demon beasts died, all because of a certain Jiao killed halfway.

"The Adversary knows he's going to vomit three liters of blood, oh, maybe there's no more blood to vomit. ”

Far away from the ruins, in a dense forest, the demon head with his cloak was covered in blood like a scalded prawn, grabbed the deer and bit his throat and drank blood to recover his strength, although he couldn't recover his combat strength immediately, but at least he could protect himself, and he felt that the other accomplice didn't seem to survive......

The magic weapon was shattered and damaged, and the accomplices were damaged, and I thought that there would be danger but I didn't expect it to be so tragic.

The plan failed and the losses were huge.

The devil who hugged the fawn and drank blood suddenly paused, faintly felt that something was not right, and had a bad premonition when he thought of the cause and effect, and stood on the spot.

"Wow......!"

Angry and annoyed roars echoed through the mountains and forests......

......

Northland.

The disciples of the Pure Yang Palace and the masters of the Western Sect were emaciated.

The sky and the earth are boundless, and it is even more difficult to search for people who are secretly lurking, judging from the clues, there are unknown people entering the wasteland and heading towards the northern forest, the forest is vast, the mountains are high, and the dense forest is extremely difficult to search, and I have also considered fortifying and blocking near the mysterious forbidden area, but the ice and snow monsters are still instinctively clearing the zombies who have awakened, and the battlefield is even more chaotic everywhere.

In fact, the Far North Ice Sheet has never stopped, and the ice and snow creatures instinctively repel zombies, perhaps from time immemorial to the present, they have never stopped fighting.

The battle for territory is such a thing as a can't be explained, in short, it is impossible to back down.

In other words, those ignorant ice and snow monsters in the ice and snow have protected the world for countless years of peace.

The keel is responsible for suppressing countless zombies in a large area, and occasionally the awakened ones are killed by ice and snow monsters, and the number of zombies is limited, maybe it will take another thousand years to naturally wipe out the zombies, maybe the original set-up had this mind.

The ice and snow world is very strange, with many unique ice and snow flowers, the cold wind blows through the flowers and shakes gently, and there are ice and snow squirrels jumping between the branches and leaves of the white cedar......

In mid-air, the Pure Yang disciples watched as the white ice and snow creatures of the plains fought with the black zombies.

Many zombies were attacked by monsters as soon as they broke through the ice, cutting and shattering with sharp ice picks and thin blades, dismembering the zombies into splinters all over the ground, and the wind blew through the buried corpses to turn them into plant nutrients.

Snowball monsters, snow monkeys, and all kinds of snow demons destroy the scattered zombies that crawl out under the ice and snow, and seem to be happy, jumping and squeaking.

"It's too messy......"

The world of ice and snow is in chaos.

Compared with the disciples of the two sects who temporarily put aside their disputes and were tired and tired, a certain Jiao in Nanhuang has been very leisurely recently.

Living in the huge palace group is more than ten days and half a month, the fox demon and the white ape can't stand the oppression that occurs after staying for a long time and leaves early, only a certain Jiao has no discomfort, and is busy searching for things related to cultivation every day to study and understand, and take the opportunity to stabilize and consolidate cultivation to find a good opportunity for breakthroughs.

In fact, Bai Yujun was searching for a door similar to the one in the Longmen Desert Ruins......

Searched for days and really found one.

There is a beautiful building in the harem behind the main hall, maybe the energy field is too strong and there are no demon beasts approaching, the house is empty and there is nothing to do, plus the rejection of the energy field, no one wants to go in, Bai Yujun is an exception, there is no obstruction to the passage without the slightest obstacle.

When I entered the room, I saw that the wall was painted with ancient paintings, which were very realistic, and it looked like a picture of a female boudoir room, which was very similar to the boudoir of the daughter of an ordinary large family.

Suddenly, I felt that there was something wonderful about this painting, and there was an inexplicable energy on it, similar to the door in the ruins of the Dragon Gate.

A certain white touched the dragon's horns.

"I must be living in the story......"

Instinctively, he stepped forward and slammed straight into the huge painting, and then, a certain white disappeared as if falling into the water, and the ancient painting quickly returned to calm after rippling, and the room was quiet and disappeared.

This is...... The world of yellowed ink painting?

Bai Yujun found that except for herself, the whole world was yellowed and ancient, like walking into the world of shadow puppetry, with a roof above her head and all kinds of furniture around it, everything was very unreal, like falling into the world of painting, and there was no danger.

The boudoir was a little scary, and the furniture was blurry.

Keep your eyes on the dresser, with the red dresser on it.

The dressing box is different from the yellowed space, it is more like a real thing, Bai Yujun stepped forward and touched it is indeed real, and the dressing box can be opened with a gentle pull, and there are a small number of jewelry such as beads and hairpins in it, earrings, bracelets and other jewelry, and a certain white eye instantly brightens, and I feel that the whole Jiaosheng is full of sunshine like a spring breeze......

"Rich!"

It is not ordinary, but it is not gold or silver, but it has a more expensive feeling, and it is still easy to distinguish between mundane and luxurious.

The dresser box is full of all kinds of jewelry, and a certain white does not hesitate to smile at it, and has no intention of wearing it on his head for the time being, just to make a fortune.

Looted the good things, the whole Jiao was transparent, and he continued to look through it.

"Huh? This is ...... Paper umbrellas?"

There is a white paper umbrella on the coffee table next to the chair, there is a piece of paper pressed under the umbrella, hundreds of years of professional umbrella is definitely a delicate product from a white point of view, the umbrella handle is not bamboo, wood or iron, the whole body is snow-white, and there is a white hanging tassel under the umbrella handle.

The umbrella surface is also snow-white, and the tip of the umbrella is more unique, slightly pointed, and wrapped with small flowers is exquisitely made.

When I grabbed the handle, I found that it was very heavy, and the paper umbrella was very hard by the touch.

Open......

Danfeng's beautiful eyes are very happy.

"It's so good~"

The snow-white paper umbrella depicts an ink dragon that seems to be alive, hovering around the center in a hurry or slowly.

I remembered that there was another piece of paper, and when I picked up the paper, I found that there was only one word on it, gift.

Bai Yujun didn't know if the owner of this place stayed in advance or how, at least if he took it, he would feel a lot better, and he was very happy to give away a weapon.

The white umbrella is a weapon.

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