The sword with painted patterns slashed down hard with an unstoppable momentum.
"Crack!"
The Linglongtian disciple who was thrown up by Ling Qiongmo was cut off by Jian Gang before he had time to react.
"ah!"
The screams were clearly heard outside through the painted door.
There were few fights in the ruined painting, and disciples from all major sects were looking for an exit.
Only Liu Wuxie killed people without restraint.
After killing one person, Liu Wuxie did not kill the last Linglongtian disciple.
They are not his target, his target is Ling Qiongmo.
When Liu Wuxie walked away, the last Linglongtian disciple was already soaked with sweat.
"Strange, what is the deep hatred between Liu Wuxie and Ling Qiongmo?"
The monks outside the field couldn't figure out why Liu Wuxie persisted in chasing Ling Qiongmo.
If he had a grudge against Linglong Tian, why didn't he kill those ordinary disciples.
There was something strange about the whole thing.
"Elder Ao, do you know what happened?"
Several sect elders sitting next to Elder Linglongtian came over and asked Elder Ao in a low voice.
Elder Ao shook his head, he was still confused.
Liu Wuxie hunted Ling Qiongmo inexplicably, leaving everyone confused.
The pursuit is still going on, no matter how Ling Qiongmo evades, he can't avoid the lock of ghost eyes.
With the help of the Thousand Miles Talisman, Ling Qiongmo finally found the exit of the Demon Burning Land and appeared in the second painting.
Unable to rely on the immortal energy to activate Kunpeng's wings, I had to put them away to save the energy in the body, as there would be a battle later.
"Ling Qiongmo, you can't escape!"
After saying that, Liu Wuxie sped up and appeared in the second painting as well.
Ling Qiongmo frequently used talismans along the way, and his speed showed no signs of slowing down.
He is afraid!
From childhood to adulthood, living under the protection of our ancestors, it can be said that we are not afraid of the sky or the earth.
But at this moment, Ling Qiongmo felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.
I have never felt so aggrieved. I was forced to have nowhere to escape by the small Da Luo Jin Wonderland.
Ling Qiongmo's back could already be seen. Liu Wuxie suffered the disadvantage of not having the Thousand Miles Walking Talisman. Whenever he was about to catch up, Ling Qiongmo would mysteriously disappear.
"I want to see how many Thousand Miles Talisman you still have on you."
Watching Ling Qiongmo disappear with his own eyes, Liu Wuxie's face became increasingly gloomy.
Because Ling Qiongmo has already entered the third painting.
If you let him enter the fifth painting, it will be very difficult to kill him.
The space in the third painting is completely different from the Demon Burning Land. It is desert as far as the eye can see.
Ling Qiongmo's mouth was dry and his speed was getting slower and slower.
And Jiang Yulang and Caviar have entered the fourth painting.
Liu Wuxie stepped into the desert, and her ghost eyes locked on Ling Qiongmo again.
Taking firm steps, every step will leave a series of footprints on the ground.
"There is only one Thousand Miles Talisman left, so we can only go to the fourth painting."
Ling Qiongmo held the last Thousand Miles Talisman in his palm, with a look of solemnity on his face.
Without the Thousand Miles Talisman, I had to rely on my feet to travel from the fourth painting to the fifth painting.
Invoking the Thousand Miles Walking Talisman, Ling Qiongmo entered the fourth painting. The scenery here is picturesque, countless times better than the scenery in the previous three paintings.
A true paradise, full of birdsong and flowers.
There are no towering mountains or continuous woods. It feels like you have come to the sea of flowers on earth.
Looking at the scenery in front of him, Ling Qiongmo was a little crazy.
He quickly recovered from the shock, and he needed to find a way on his own for the last part of the journey.
As long as he enters the fifth panel he is safe.
Entering the fifth painting means successfully advancing. The moment you enter the fifth painting, you will be directly transported out of the painting door.
Ling Qiongmo was in a panic and couldn't decide which way to go. She couldn't find the mood to appreciate the beauty in front of her.
Like a bereaved dog, it rolled and climbed down the hillside.
At this moment, Ling Qiongmo looked like a beggar, with disheveled hair and tattered clothes.
As soon as the painting door opened, Jiang Yulang and Caviar successfully passed through the fifth painting and completed the painting breaking stage first.
And Liu Wuxie walked out of the desert and stepped into the sea of flowers.
The ghost eyes were revealed, with a panoramic view covering a radius of 10,000 meters.
Crossing the hills, I found Ling Qiongmo climbing forward.
Unable to mobilize the immortal energy and traveling for a long time, Ling Qiongmo's physical body has long been exhausted and his muscles are sore.
Liu Wuxie's physical body was extremely powerful, especially in the realm of oneness between heaven and earth, where he had already become one with the surrounding world.
Not only does it not consume much, it also absorbs a large amount of painting patterns, improving the quality of the physical body.
"Ling Qiongmo is in danger!"
The monks outside the field shook their heads. With Liu Wuxie's speed, he would be able to catch up very quickly.
"It's really a ghost. How could Liu Wuxie's physical strength last so long?"
Many monks gave Liu Wuxie a hard look and thought this was too unreasonable.
Like Jiang Yulang, he was so tired and panting when he came out.
They were in the Immortal Lord Realm, their bodies were powerful, and they were all so exhausted.
How did Liu Wuxie achieve this when he was not even in the Immortal King Realm?
"Elder Ao, do you want to stop me?"
The elder sitting next to Elder Ao asked softly.
Given their status, it would not be a big problem for the Yuan family to stop painting and recruit relatives.
Ling Qiongmo can be rescued as long as she ends her painting skills and recruits a bride.
"hold on!"
Elder Ao locked his eyes on the painting door. If Liu Wuxie dared to take action, he would rush in without hesitation.
Liu Wuxie walked to the hill, suddenly stopped and did not move forward.
While painting the soul, Pang Quan forced his way in and almost killed him.
Liu Wuxie would never be fooled a second time.
If he rushes to kill Ling Qiongmo like this, the elders of Linglongtian will definitely imitate Pang Quan and rush into the painting door.
The best way is to kill without anyone noticing.
By quietly sacrificing the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron, he not only killed Ling Qiongmo, but also plundered his body and deprived him of the Great Reincarnation Technique.
This is the key point.
It was easy to kill Ling Qiongmo, but it would not be so easy to plunder his body.
"Why did Liu Wuxie sit down?"
Those monks on the stage looked at me and I looked at you.
They all thought Liu Wuxie would rush towards Ling Qiongmo and kill him.
The strange thing is that Liu Wuxie allowed Ling Qiongmo to escape far away. This does not conform to the previous logic!
"I guess he is also tired and needs a good rest."
There was a lot of chatter outside the court, and they couldn't think of any other reason.
After chasing for so long and giving up at the critical moment, even Elder Ao couldn't understand.
To take action or not to take action?
Ling Qiongmo secretly rejoiced that he had already seen the entrance to the fifth picture.
At this moment, he suddenly stepped on the air and fell into a deep pit.
No one knows what happened.
Everyone thought Ling Qiongmo would get up from the pit.
But after waiting for a long time, Ling Qiongmo seemed to disappear.
Time passed silently, and it was enough time for tea. Ling Qiongmo still did not appear, and the crowd finally became commotion.
"Strange, where did Ling Qiongmo go?"
In the portrait, there are also bumps and valleys, with raised hills and naturally recessed pits.
Generally, there is no danger.
Just fall down and get up.
The senior members of the Yuan family looked at each other. They clearly remembered that there were no deep pits in the area that Ling Qiongmo had just walked through.
So how did he fall in?
certainly!
The Yuan family will never tell everyone that there is no deep pit in that place.
Telling others that there is no pit in that place is tantamount to announcing to the world that there is something wrong with the Yuan family's portrait.
Although the portrait has its own space, the space inside is extremely limited.
"Will he fall into a pit and be unable to get up?"
The monks on the sidelines suspected that the pit should be very deep, and the world in the painting was unable to fly, so it was impossible to climb out.
At this time, Liu Wuxie stood up lazily and walked swaggering away.
In front of countless people, Liu Wuxie entered the fifth painting and successfully teleported out of the painting door.
Another stick of incense passed, and Ling Qiongmo hadn't appeared yet.
Because the portrait is flat, the situation in the pit cannot be clearly seen.
"Whoosh!"
Elder Ao swayed and stood in front of the painting door.
The steward guarding the painting door looked embarrassed. How could he not see that Elder Ao wanted to enter the painting.
"Let him in!"
Yuan Fengnan sighed.
Now that Liu Wuxie has come out, it doesn't matter whether Elder Ao can get in or not.
The steward of the Yuan family opened the painting door and Elder Ao disappeared. Yuan Fengshan followed closely behind him. He also needed to find out the situation.
The two were teleported directly to the fourth painting.
In less than three breaths, the two of them stood at the place where Ling Qiongmo disappeared.
The monks outside the court stood up so they could see more clearly.
Yuan Fengshan and Elder Ao looked at the pit less than two meters deep and fell into endless contemplation.
Even a three-year-old child would not die if he fell into such a shallow pit.
"Where have people gone?"
Elder Ao asked Yuan Fengshan.
Yuan Fengshan shook his head. He didn't know where Ling Qiongmo had gone.
"The painting was provided by your Yuan family. Why don't you give me an explanation?"
Elder Ao started to get angry.
These paintings were provided by the Yuan family, and the Yuan family could freely control the space inside. There was a high probability that Ling Qiongmo was imprisoned by the Yuan family.
"Elder Ao, what do you mean?"
Yuan Fengshan showed displeasure.
"Don't you know what I mean? Apart from your Yuan family, who can make Lingqiong Mo Shen disappear without anyone noticing?"
Elder Ao's face became increasingly ugly. Although his cultivation was not as good as Yuan Fengshan's, his status was such that the Yuan family could not afford to offend him.
"Although the portrait is provided by our Yuan family, the space here is all virtual. Even if Ling Qiongmo falls into the pit, it will not disappear for no reason, let alone sink into the underground world."
Yuan Fengshan argued hard.
The world in the portrait is not completely real.
If Ling Qiongmo fell into the pit, there were only two possibilities.
The first kind of people are still in the pit, waiting for others to rescue them.
The second way is to leave the painting along the pit and return to the real world.
Neither of these situations has happened now, which is really puzzling.
Their conversation could be clearly heard outside the venue.
Many people's eyes shifted to Liu Wuxie's face.
"Do you think Ling Qiongmo was killed by Liu Wuxie?"
The elders of the White Crane Sect began to add fuel to the flames. They wanted Liu Wuxie to die quickly. Even if it wasn't Ling Qiongmo who Liu Wuxie killed, they would still find a way to accuse Liu Wuxie, and it would be best to let Linglongtian's people kill him.
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