Dragon Tamer

Those in Zhulin obviously didn't realize that they were stepping into other people's paintings. They seemed to hesitate, whether or not to do it with Nan Lingsha's side.

Zhu Minglang's approach is different.

How can I wait for others to do it? I really have eaten the courage of the bear heart and the leopard, even his own people dare to provoke, he wants to see who is not long-eyed!

"In this forest, even if it is destroyed, it will not affect the academy?" Zhu Minglang asked specially.

Nan Lingsha nodded.

Zhu Minglang eagerly jumped off the platform.

Walking towards the sneaky figures, Zhu Minglang's eyes have slowly glowed with crimson light.

"Who are you?" Lin Nei, a man in a turban asked.

There is a rat pattern on this person's headscarf, revealing a bit of treacherous temperament, including this man's whole person is also enveloped by a dark atmosphere.

I have to admit that their hidden skills are quite high. When Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha started talking, they didn't notice their existence.

"Mouse Taoist Temple?" Zhu Minglang saw the opponent's rat-print turban, and quickly recognized this force.

"Since we know that it is us, if we don’t hand over the cultivation results, and we know our Taoist behavior style, we should not annoy us. Believe it or not, I will let the people under my hand slaughter all the students in this college, female All the students are sold to the prostitute!" said the dark man in the rat-print turban.

"You haven't done this kind of thing less. It's so notorious. How did the people in Lichuan allow you to wander around this land?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Stop talking nonsense, while I'm still a little patient, let the veil **** take out the cultivation results..." The rat-patterned turban man pointed at Nan Lingsha on the high platform angrily.

Zhu Minglang frowned and his thoughts moved, and a sharp cold front across the bamboo forest, like an inconspicuous icy wind blowing, but soon the tall bamboos were cut apart in a neat cut.

"Hmph, scare someone, just this ability..."

"Boss, your hand!"

The man in the rat-patterned turban looked down and found that his hand did not know when it was gone!

A complete palm fell on the ground, and the arm of the man in the rat-patterned turban turned into a cut like bamboo when it reached the wrist. It took a few seconds for blood to gush out from the wrist incision.

"My hand! My hand!!"

The man in the rat-print turban screamed in horror at this time, and the color of pain also covered his gloomy face.

"Be a good man in your next life." Zhu Minglang said coldly.

As soon as the voice fell, a red sword dazzled across the bamboo forest. There was no shadow of the sword, no sword edge, but the entire lush bamboo forest fell backwards, and the tough bamboo body was directly crushed and broken! !

The air was overwhelming, and the people of the Taoist Temple had not yet reacted. They were thrown into the air by the invisible sword power like a mustard. In mid-air, their bodies were continuously torn apart, blood Flying!

Zhu Minglang did not show mercy to his subordinates, the rats scorn the Taoist temple, a group of miscellaneous people who are not even as good as the Demon Cult, what's more, they dare to use the academy as a threat, which is simply breaking Zhu Minglang's bottom line!

The bamboo forest was in a mess, and the four people of the Shu Mi Taoist Temple had only a piece of debris left. The half-length rat-print turban man was slumped on the ground like a puddle of mud. He stared at Zhu Minglang in pain and ferociously, and the whole person looked like a dark head Traitor rat!

"Provoke us...you all have to be buried, our Taoist temple, our Taoist temple..." The rat-print headscarf man died before he could spit out his last cruel words.

These people are also at the monarch level, but facing Zhu Minglang now, they are indeed like a group of miscellaneous rats, easily trampled to death.

As for their Taoism, it is indeed an existence that many decent denominations dare not easily provoke.

It is not how terrifying their strength, but their means of revenge, sinister and vicious. As long as they can be disgusting to people, they will spare no effort to do it. There was once a master-level figure who was despised by the Taoist temple. Tortured suicide.

Zhu Minglang naturally knows their "heroic deeds", but is Zhu Minglang really annoying?

...

After solving the garbage, Zhu Minglang returned to the high platform.

At this moment, those swaying bamboos slowly melted away and turned into drops of thick ink.

The steps below and the tall towers and pavilions in front of them are all strangely transformed into delicate lines at this moment. The background rendered by the black thick ink and the color difference between shades and shades quietly spread out like a cloud, turning into a hazy ink. fog……

Mo Wu dismissed, Zhu Minglang heard the birdsong, saw crisp bamboo leaves, and the swaying bamboo shadows. Not far away, a few male and female students were walking by with a smile, a giant dragon spreading its wings and flying further away from the phoenix dike. The sound of falling water from the waterfall came over.

May Minglang wake up like a dream. No matter how real the forest is in the painting, it will eventually lack real vitality. But being in it, it is easy for people to ignore these details and lose themselves completely in the painting.

The bamboo forest is still lush and verdant, the gentle wind carries the fragrance of flowers, and the blood stains of the Taoist Temple of Rats have not infested the tranquil bamboo forest.

Nan Lingsha kneaded the rice paper in front of her into a ball, and threw it in the basket at random. You could see a little blood red seeping through the thin rice paper, as bright as paint.

"This Shu Mi Taoist temple was instigated by others and has been around the academy for some time." Nan Lingsha said.

"What is the result of cultivation, is it important?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Consolidate the king-level cultivation base."

"Have you broken through to the king level?" Zhu Minglang looked at Nan Lingsha in surprise.

"We didn't break through this saying. Once the cultivation base is accumulated, we will naturally reach the next level." Nan Lingsha said lightly.

"..."

Zhu Minglang remembered what Zhu Xuehen said to herself.

It seems that the ladies are indeed talented!

"What did Li Yunzi tell you about Jielongmen?" Nan Lingsha asked.

"She is also in the probing stage." Zhu Minglang probably narrated some.

"Oh, she didn't tell you..." Nan Lingsha's tone was cold and mocking.

"Tell me what?" Zhu Minglang puzzled.

"If Jielongmen is a test of the world, what are the consequences of failure, have you thought about it?" Nan Lingsha asked.

If the creatures fail to ascend, they may lose their bodies.

What about the failure of the world ascension?

"The world we inhabit will also be annihilated?" Zhu Minglang said in astonishment.

Nan Lingsha shook her head.

She took out her paintbrush and randomly drew stars, bright moon, and sun on a new piece of rice paper...

After a while, she said faintly: "What is more terrifying than annihilation is the destruction and torture of long years."