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Chapter 98 Mural painting

What are you most afraid of in high-difficulty dungeons? It’s not the powerful enemies, but the unknown mechanism.

Just like it is now.

Many times, as long as you understand the mechanism of the dungeon, all that's left are powerful enemies, and that's it.

The statue of Yaoguang wields the immortal-killing flying knife, which is powerful enough to kill anyone among them instantly, and he is still killed by the strength of the team.

Even if you encounter the ninth-level main room, you can still fight. However, if you don't understand the mechanism of the dungeon, you may be defeated one by one, and the group will be wiped out in the end.

Zhang Yuanqing now doesn't even know who his enemy is, and he doesn't know the reason why his teammates disappeared mysteriously. He is confused and doesn't know where to act.

"He forced himself to calm down. With their level, he has enough strength to deal with the crisis. There will be no danger in a short time."

"Before this, figure out the mechanism of this level, and things will turn around." Zhang Yuanqing thought quickly.

"We must have triggered the dungeon mechanism before we disappeared mysteriously. Xiahou Aotian disappeared when the ghost marriage team passed by, and the others disappeared after they separated from me. Maybe it was not them but me who disappeared."

"My path-finding Inferi also disappeared inexplicably, but the Inferi did not see the underworld team, so the disappearance mechanism was not triggered by the underworld team."

After analyzing this, Zhang Yuanqing vaguely came to the conclusion that what triggered the disappearance was entering this area.

When they entered this place, the mechanism of the second level was triggered, but the details of why Xiahou Aotian disappeared first and why the Inferi disappeared faster than his teammates were not yet clear.

Zhang Yuanqing landed lightly on the ground, dispersed the miniature sun behind his head, and released the blazing sun war god state.

At this time, because it had swallowed too much Yin Qi and the divine power of the Sun, the Sky Swallowing Beast's abdomen bulged and stopped running. It waited for fifteen minutes and then turned on the second state.

Zhang Yuanqing walked toward the Golden Dome Palace not far away, holding the Sky-Swallowing Beast that had been fed and no longer worried about backlash against its owner. The building area had been inspected, and he wanted to explore the Golden Roof Palace.

Although it may trigger a crisis in the palace and it is a bit dangerous to be alone, it is also the only way to quickly find a way to rescue your teammates.

Thick black smoke filled the air, blocking vision and blinding the senses.

Zhang Yuanqing cautiously walked forward in the dark. After walking for more than ten steps, he suddenly heard a call coming from behind.

"Yuanzi, why are you here?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. This was Chen Shu's voice.

The next second, someone grabbed his arm from behind and said angrily: "You are hiding here again!"

Zhang Yuanqing felt awe-inspiring, turned around instinctively, and waved his fist behind him.

As he turned around, the black smoke-shrouded environment turned into a summer dusk, with the sun hanging in the west and flaming clouds covering half of the sky, magnificent and majestic.

He was sitting under a locust tree outside the village and punched Chen Shu in the abdomen.

Chen Shu, who was more than ten years younger, frowned, slapped Zhang Yuanqing on the ground with her backhand, and said angrily: "If you don't listen to me, do you have to do it to make me afraid?"

Zhang Yuanqing's face was burning. He looked down at his fist in disbelief, which was very thin and small. Then he looked around at himself. He was wearing a white work shirt, goose-yellow shorts, and a pair of Double Star running shoes with rubber spikes on the bottom.

Why am I here? His mind was in a mess and he couldn't think calmly, just like he was drunk.

Chen Shu's scolding voice echoed in her ears, "I will be transferred to work in Songhai City tomorrow. If you don't want to live with your grandparents, then just stay here by yourself. I'm leaving today and I'm too lazy to care.

you."

After saying that, he turned around and left. After more than ten steps, he saw that Zhang Yuanqing had not followed. He was furious, walked up quickly, slapped him, grabbed the back of his neck and left.

Zhang Yuanqing remembered that after his father passed away, Chen Shu planned to leave the town and return to Songhai to work.

But he didn't want to leave. He had grown up in the town. There were his playmates and familiar neighbors here, and there was a big locust tree where his father often took him to enjoy the shade. These were all full of his father's breath.

Zhang Yuanqing burst into tears and struggled hard under the pressure of his mother.

At this moment, Li's heart began to beat wildly, "dong dong dong dong", one time more intense than the next, and Li's chest rose and fell with the pulse.

But Zhang Yuanqing suddenly stopped moving, his pupils were dilated, and he was sluggish.

After a few seconds, his eyes returned to a deep, calm, wise and bright look.

"Alas, Chen Shu is so annoying in the illusion..." Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand gently, and Chen Shu, the sunset, the locust trees, and the village all dissipated and returned to the black smoke-shrouded Nanyuan of Shushan Mountain.

He had just been pulled into a fantasy.

The illusion came from his heart and was one of the most unhappy memories of his childhood. Fortunately, the Phantom God's heart was too special and gave him a "reminder". Coupled with the professional characteristics of the Day Travel God, he quickly broke away from the illusion.

From this point of view, other people should have also entered the illusion. It stands to reason that the consciousness is pulled into the illusion, but the physical body still stays in place.

But Zhang Yuanqing did not see his teammates.

At this time, the golden-domed palace was less than ten meters away from him, and only a vague outline could be seen in the black smoke.

He raised his hand and a ball of golden light lit up in the palm of his hand. The bright sunlight was like a torch, and the surrounding black smoke quickly receded.

Although it is not as powerful as the combination of Sky-Swallowing Beast, "Sun Rising" and "Fire Sun God of War" to dilute the black smoke, it is enough for "illumination".

Under the golden sunlight, Zhang Yuanqing looked intently and saw a plaque hanging under the eaves of the Golden Dome Hall, which read in regular regular script: Zhengqi Hall!

Zhang Yuanqing put on purple gold armor, wore a golden dragon shield on his right arm and held up a golden flame with his left arm, stepped over the high threshold and entered the palace.

The size and layout of this palace are no different from those of the Yaoguang Palace. On the high base stands a handsome man with a flowing beard. He is wearing a flowing cotton shirt and carrying a sword on his back.

The black smoke in the palace was so thick that even the golden flames seemed to be covered with a black curtain, making the dragon hazy, and the illumination range was less than ten meters.

Zhang Yuanqing was reading the life of this Shushan senior in the palace beside the wooden pillar.

This person was an old man from Shushan during the Jin Dynasty, named He Xiaoyu. He traveled around Zhengshan Temple in his youth, and then wandered around the world for decades, becoming a well-known hero in the world.

Regardless of whether he was white or underworld, he was given three servings of noodles, and he was even invited by the royal family to be a swordsman for two years, teaching the princes how to practice swordsmanship.

A few years later, he returned to Shanmen and stayed there until his death.

It is true that the village dog got the first prize in the exam outside and was honored as an ancestor, so everyone built a palace for him.

It's nothing special. If you die, your soul will have long since dissipated, and it is unlikely that you will become a resentful spirit like Master Yaoguang.

"Hmm, maybe there are other evil things attached to the statue?" The flame in Zhang Yuanqing's hand changed rapidly, condensed into a spear, and he threw it at the statue.

After experiencing the illusion just now, Zhang Yuanqing felt confident.

Illusion is his domain, and even if there are terrible inner demons, nihilists, or evil spirits who are good at charming magic hidden in the palace, he will not be afraid.

"boom!"

The statue was shattered into pieces in the golden spear, but there was no abnormality during the process.

As expected, it had nothing to do with the statue. The source of the crisis was something else. Zhang Yuanqing rekindled the golden flame and started searching in the temple.

He first checked the base and touched the broken pieces of the statue. After confirming that there were no problems, he left the base and walked towards the left side of the Zhengqi Hall.

The golden flames danced through the black smoke and were dimly reflected on the wall.

Zhang Yuanqing casually glanced at the wall, and his eyes suddenly froze. He saw a mural on the wall. Inside the mural was a decaying coffin opened in an abandoned righteousness village in a dark and windy night. Zombies with ragged clothes and rotten faces were surrounding a young swordsman.

, there were several beheaded zombies lying at the swordsman’s feet, one of which was Zhang Yuanqing’s missing corpse.

An idea flashed through Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and he finally understood the mechanism of the Zhengqi Palace level - Illusion.

People who enter this area will be taken into the illusion, that is, the murals, and then encounter unexpected events, like the Inferi, who are killed by the knights in the murals.

However, there was no tearing in Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body, indicating that the part of the spirit body that controlled the Inferi was still alive, but was trapped in the mural and could not come out.

As an illusion expert, he also understood the order in which his teammates disappeared. The weaker the spirit body, the easier it is to fall into an illusion.

The Infernal Corpse is only controlled by a small part of his spirit body. Therefore, Zhu Zong’s Xiahou Aotian is a bachelor and has the lowest spiritual body strength, so he is the first to disappear in the team. Zhang Yuanqing’s own spiritual body is the most powerful and tenacious and he is the Void One.

, so we finally encountered the illusion.

Originally, he would also be pulled into the mural, but the special nature of Huan Shen's heart allowed him to wake up in time.

"No wonder I haven't been attacked yet. There won't be any attacks. My position in the realm of illusion has exceeded the limit of the copy. The mural can't pull me in."

There should have been murals in the Zhengqi Hall, but after being nourished by Yin Qi, they evolved into an illusion.

Even if this ordinary mural is nourished by Yin Qi, it will not gain any magical power. The mural in the temple should have been extraordinary to begin with, but the illusion has been activated, and the original appearance of the mural cannot be seen.

Zhang Yuanqing stood in front of the mural, stretched out his palm and penetrated the wall, trying to catch his own corpse.

His palm touched the mural, and ripples appeared on the wall. Half of his palm sank in, but it got stuck.

A powerful force blocked his invasion.

In the field of illusion, if bystanders want to break the illusion, there are two ways. One is to use high-level power to break it forcibly.

The second is to participate in illusions, weave illusions, and use illusions to break illusions.

Zhang Yuanqing clicked his tongue and said, "It can't do anything to me, and I can't suppress him, so I can only rely on illusion to break the illusion."

He opened the inventory, took out the brush used to draw tomb ghosts, etc., mobilized the spiritual power of the Phantom God's heart, and sketched an arrow on the mural.

The arrow melted into the mural and became part of the mural, hitting the heart of the young swordsman.

The young swordsman fell in a pool of blood.

But at this moment, the rotten door of Haoyizhuang was knocked open, and two young knights broke in and continued to fight the zombies.

"Could it be that as many swordsmen as I kill will come? In this case, the entanglement will be endless."

Zhang Yuanzhi spent a few seconds, changed his strategy, and drew simple lightning bolts with his brush.

In an instant, thunder rolled in Yizhuang, and silver-white, destructive lightning struck the zombies, turning the ferocious evil things into charcoal.

The dynamic mural stopped, frozen in this scene, without any movement for a long time.

Then, the mural dissipated, Zhang Yuanqing's corpse and head rolled out of the wall, and the ray of consciousness returned to its original form.

Zhang Yuanqing, who had initially figured out the working mechanism of the mural, held up the golden flame and walked along the wall, and soon saw the second mural.

This is an eerie old house filled with white lanterns

In the lobby, scarlet curtains hang, white candles light up pale green flames, and there are rows of paper figures smeared with blush and with dull expressions.

There were two paper figures sitting in the high hall, dressed as rich men and noble ladies, with dull faces.

The groom and the bride were kneeling in the church. The bride was wearing a red hijab, so her appearance could not be seen clearly, but a pair of pale hands with black nails were exposed from her sleeves.

The groom's face was frightened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Although he was wearing wedding clothes, he looked like he was scared to tears.

His appearance is somewhat similar to Xiahou Aotian.


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