Feng Wuji's expression was solemn, and his figure flashed one after another, heading in the direction of the commotion.
The sudden darkness did not give him any pause.
"Huh? Something is approaching!"
Feng Wuji's heart suddenly trembled, and he sensed an extremely strange aura.
brush!
After a few breaths, he arrived at the scene of the commotion and saw several figures already lying on the ground, not sure whether they were alive or dead.
In front of them, a picture scroll was flying in the air, emitting a strange purple light.
"what happened?!"
Zhao Wu, who had just arrived, asked.
"Home...owner!"
"Someone just discovered this painting from a secret compartment on the wall. Everyone thought it was some kind of treasure, but as soon as they opened it, it turned out like this."
The crowd attracted by the noise hurriedly looked at the strange painting.
I saw the scroll unfolded, and there was a monster tree painted on it, which was extremely vivid.
The main trunk of this big tree is dark black, and its branches are twisted like devil's claws. Blue and white vines are entangled in it.
What's even more shocking is that there are numerous fruits on the branches. If you look closely, you can see that they are human heads dripping blood.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they were a little frightened.
"What... is this painting?"
"This tree looks so evil!"
"Where's the bright light technique? Play it again. It's too dark and looks scary."
"...The brother who cast the bright light spell earlier has fallen to the ground."
"..."
Suddenly, the human head fruit in the painting started to move.
Their expressions were extremely lifelike, they were laughing and shedding blood and tears.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Countless noisy voices suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. For a moment, it was hard to tell whether they were crying or laughing.
Everyone looked horrified. They felt upset, had a splitting headache, and hurriedly covered their ears.
"careful!"
A middle-aged man's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, forcing himself to calm down.
"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"
He then took out a long black-green sword and held it with a sword flower.
boom!
In the next breath, the middle-aged man quickly flew forward and slashed at the painting with his sword!
The sword's light surged and became majestic.
However, when this sword light struck the painting, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, making no waves at all.
"What!?"
The middle-aged man's expression changed. He didn't expect that his full blow would not be effective.
This sword light seemed to anger the other party.
The scroll suddenly flashed with purple light, turning into an extremely thin thread of light and hitting the middle-aged man's eyebrows.
He trembled all over, and suddenly his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, and the black-green sword in his hand fell powerlessly.
The bystanders didn't see what happened at all, they only knew that in an instant, the middle-aged man fell down.
"Hey, look at the painting quickly!"
Someone in the crowd pointed to a corner of the painting and exclaimed loudly.
Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the finger, and their pupils shrank suddenly.
"This...this is!"
On the branch, the face of a human head fruit was blurring and twisting rapidly.
In the next moment, it turned into the face of the middle-aged man from before.
His expression was horrified, he seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, and there was blood flowing in his eyes. He looked extremely horrified!
"Everyone disperse!"
Someone shouted loudly, and everyone came to their senses and hurriedly dispersed around to stay away from this strange painting.
"call out!"
However, it has been a little slower.
This painting's purple light shines continuously, shooting out at everyone, like spider silk, intertwining into a web in the air.
Some cultivators who failed to evade in time were hit by the purple light, and their bodies were shaken and fell to the ground.
"Brother Kang!"
"Disciple, be careful!"
"Brother!!!"
Cries of despair came.
Woohoo!
Accompanied by weird cries and laughter, the human head fruits in the picture each transformed into cultivators who were hit by purple light.
The frightened and weird expression is creepy.
For a moment, the stone palace was in chaos. No one wanted to turn into the human head fruit inside, and they tried their best to avoid the purple light.
call out!
A ray of purple light shot directly towards Feng Wuji's eyebrows.
Feng Wuji didn't dare to take risks, so he moved around and dodged one by one.
A cultivator next to him was not that fast. Seeing that he could not avoid it, he immediately opened a Yuanhai shield and stood in front of him.
And he took out his own weapon, a red tassel spear.
The tip of the spear flickered and pierced towards the purple light.
call out!
However, unexpectedly, the purple light penetrated the shield and the red tassel gun without any hindrance, hitting the cultivator firmly and turning him into a new head fruit.
"No, I can't resist these purple lights!"
Everyone finally discovered this fact and shouted in shock and anger:
"Go back to the gate quickly!"
"Exit the stone palace!"
boom!
They increased their speed to the limit and flew towards the gate behind them.
"wrong!"
"Where's the door? Why is it missing?!"
someone shouted.
It turned out that at some point, the gate of the huge palace they had entered had disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a thick black stone wall in its place.
"It's over."
A young man stood blankly on the spot with a bloodless face.
call out!
A ray of purple light struck towards him.
He was sure that he could no longer avoid this extremely fast purple light, and he felt a sense of despair in his heart.
"Brother Feng...save me!"
He stared at Feng Wuji and shouted anxiously.
Feng Wuji raised his eyebrows, came to his side, and subconsciously waved the black-yellow sword in his hand.
With a buzzing sound, the long knife popped out of the Zhenbing scabbard!
boom!
The yellow light on the long Xuanhuang knife shredded the purple light into pieces!
Um?!
Feng Wuji was stunned for a moment.
He didn't expect it to be like this.
After the young man was rescued, his face turned pale, and he said to Feng Wuji in shock:
"Brother Feng, thank you for saving me again...ah...run!"
Before he could finish his words of thanks, Ziguang came to kill him again.
Feng Wuji snorted coldly, flicked his wrist, and danced the long knife in an airtight manner.
After he obtained the Heart of Extreme Martial Arts, he inherited the tyrannical sword of the God of War!
Boom boom boom!
The golden blade is dyed with a dark yellow color and spread out layer by layer.
Split the purple light net in the sky!
Next to Feng Wuji, two familiar figures were relieved by him. He panted slightly and said:
"have a finger in the pie."
"Thank you, Brother Feng!"
Naturally, they are Xia Qi and Shang Xuan.
Feng Wuji shook his head and said you're welcome.
Shang Xuan stared at the knife in his hand and exclaimed: "What a knife!"
"How come you guys are so lucky!"
Feng Wuji twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to speak.
Boom!
The strange scroll seemed to tremble suddenly because it noticed that the purple light was being chopped into pieces.
The human head fruits on the dark demonic tree all turned their heads and howled at Feng Wuji.
It seems that he was angered by Feng Wuji!
call out!
Violet light stimulates again.
Only this time, it was no longer like thin threads, but intertwined and condensed into a pair of extremely huge purple arms, grabbing Feng Wuji.
boom!
Along the way, a piece of the extremely hard black stone pillar was wiped by the purple arm, and it was instantly missing, as if it had been eaten.
Feng Wuji's eyes twitched wildly when he saw it, he suddenly turned around and yelled at Xia Qi and Shang Xuan: