"No, you read it wrong."

Ming Xuechuan said coldly: "That is caused by the sharp claws of the Feather Tiger King."

Lin Buzhuo hesitated and said, "Really? Miss Ming, but there seem to be some blades left in it..."

Ming Xuechuan said bluntly: "Do you understand the King of Feather Tiger, or do I understand the King of Feather Tiger?"

Lin Bujue choked: "Okay."

No matter what, the combined value of so many spiritual beast corpses is much more than that of his crimson pearl grass.

No, it should be said that it is incomparable!

But Lin Buzhuo didn't have a storage bag, nor did he not have the magic of the universe in his sleeves, and he was a little helpless for a moment.

Ming Xuechuan looked at him coldly.

His eyes slowly moved down to the scroll in his hand.

Lin Buzhuo was stunned, then slapped his head suddenly.

Thinking of this skeleton fantasy picture, one drawing and one world, except for people who can come and go freely, things can naturally be done.

Isn’t this a storage bag naturally?

Lin Buzhuo spread the scroll out in disappointment, looking at the corpses of spirit beasts all over the ground, and was about to ask Ming Xuechuan.

Suddenly, my blessing came to my heart and I couldn't help but recite: "Invite the sun and the moon in the painting, collect all the paper, pen and inkstone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the corpses of the spirit beasts in front of him changed their appearance in an instant!

From entity to abstract style of ink stroke.

Then they opened their eyes drawn by ink together, stepped in the void, and ran towards the painting in Lin Buliu's hand.

"Swish swish swish swish--"

In the blink of an eye, these ink and wash beasts all jumped into the scroll like a whirlwind.

Wait for the movement to calm down.

Lin Buzhuo quickly looked into the painting.

Under the originally empty mountain peak, there were indeed a group of vivid spirit beasts, all of which were worshiping the feather tiger king.

“So convenient!”

Lin Buzhuo said it was magical and tried it several times with great enthusiasm.

Ming Xuechuan subconsciously heard the familiar poetry and spell, his pupils shrank, and his heart trembled.

However, when I saw the boy laughing foolishly, I couldn't help but sigh and hold my forehead.

This fool!

With the treasure in hand, I never thought that the magical power of this "sun and moon in the painting" could force all the people with a lower level than me into the painting and let them be at mercy.

If the "people in the painting" were so tragic, it would mean that hundreds of millions of dead souls were about to be killed!

This is the most evil person who is not enough to kill people.

But now, the skeleton fantasy picture is in their hands, and the disappearance of the "people in the painting" is already a foregone conclusion!

Ming Xuechuan curled up the corner of his mouth and showed a rare smile from the bottom of his heart.

When Lin Buzhuo came over, she calmed down again.

Lin Buliu said happily: "When I go back, I will tell Senior Brother Xie and ask him to help sell the spirit beasts in batches."

"He is experienced and will definitely not be slaughtered by those profiteers."

He is still worried about buying tears in his flower spirit stone.

After walking out of the Ganhua Mountains, Ming Xuechuan disappeared on the excuse and turned into a butterfly again, and put it on Lin Buzhuo's shoulder.

Go to Changchun Gate with him.

...

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Geng Ma and Sun Jiamu supported each other and finally returned to the front of the mountain gate.

He was supported by the disciples in the gate and fed the pills, brought back to the peak he belonged to, and finally saved his life.

Geng Ma was in a mild injury and adjusted his breathing for a while before opening his eyes.

Geng Ma took out the broken map in his hand with a gloomy face.

Thinking of this broken map, not only did I not find the so-called treasure land, but I was also teased by Lin Buzhuo as a clown!

He was furious and tore the map apart, threw it on the ground and stepped on it several times before he venting his anger.

"I'm right!"

Geng Ma gritted his teeth: "It's a good thing that I've seen your true face clearly today, otherwise there might be many people who will be kept in the dark by you!"

This is true. There is no such thing as a good-tempered waste who accepts it. It is clearly a poisonous snake that entrenches!

A dog that can bite people doesn’t bark!

"When you come back, let's see how I deal with you!"

A cold light flashed in Geng Ma's eyes.

There is no evidence of the incident in the Ganhua Mountains, so I can only suffer a loss.

But in this Changchun Sect, he will always get a chance...

"snort."

Geng Ma sneered and walked out of the door.

Two lines of words slowly lit up on the broken map that he threw on the ground.

"The universe is already in my hands, and I can see the ability to get the real scroll."

At the same time, that page of map suddenly changed.

It turned into a golden light and suddenly flew in a certain direction.

After a while, it slowly disappeared.

If you look down from a high altitude, the golden light also has several channels, all pointing to Lin Bujue’s place!

...

Ganhua Mountains, in front of the cliff.

A middle-aged man in a black robe fell from the sky, looking at the blank cliff in front of him, showing a solemn and unexpected look.

This middle-aged man's hair is slightly white and he looks like he is not angry and powerful.

As soon as he landed, he immediately alarmed the senior officials of all the sects around him because he had not concealed his breath, causing panic.

Xie Yushan, the leader of Changchun Sect, immediately opened his eyes suddenly during the meditation.

Xie Yushan stood up suddenly, wondering: "Who is this master who actually came to a small border?!"

There is nothing else, because the middle-aged man actually exudes a terrifying aura that they cannot judge at all!

In other words, this middle-aged man is at least in the Nascent Soul stage!

In the border area where the golden elixir is already the pinnacle, the appearance of a Nascent Soul Ancestor is enough to cause vibration.

Besides, the other party actually appeared near Changchun Gate!

Xie Yushan flew to the depths of the mountains with his teeth.

He bowed to the middle-aged man who seemed to be meditating, and said respectfully:

"Xie Yushan, the leader of Changchun Sect at the lower border."

"I dare to ask why you came? Can you tell me about your identity?"

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back and turned around to glance at Xie Yushan.

After discovering that this person was just a Golden Elixir Stage, he turned his gaze back to the cliff with no interest.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "Zhongtian Northern Region, ask Jiange."

The other party did not clearly state his name and purpose.

But it has already shocked Xie Yushan.

The entire Zhongtian is divided into five major areas: the Central Land, the Northern Region, the West Sea, the Buddha Kingdom, and the Fuli area.

The so-called border is the border of the Northern Territory.

As for the Wenjian Pavilion, this is one of the three major sects in the Northern Region!

In this case... it is not surprising that the other party has such strength.

Xie Yushan bowed and said, "It turns out that he is the senior of Jiange. I don't know if you are here, you are really in a bad mood..."
To be continued...