Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

The first time Liu Wuxie saw Jiang Yulang, he caught a trace of familiarity.

I wasn't too sure at first, so I didn't take it to heart.

When he saw this young monk wearing a coarse linen shirt, he finally knew where Jiang Yulang's aura came from.

"No wonder you are at the bottom of the queue. The purpose is to avoid being discovered."

Liu Wuxie said secretly, looking away from the face of the man in the coarse linen shirt.

Because the next test target is this person.

Stepping into the painting door, the man in the coarse linen shirt looked a little nervous.

In less than half a breath, a lavender luster swept out.

Although not as good as Liu Wuxie's purple sky curtain, it is much better than the blue talent.

"It's the purple talent again!"

Everyone was a little numb. One purple talent may not be born in ten thousand years, but two purple talents appeared in a painting recruitment match.

The senior members of the Yuan family looked at each other with a bad feeling.

This painting technique to recruit relatives was somewhat beyond their expectations.

The appearance of blue talents has already made them feel strongly uneasy, and the sudden emergence of two purple talents is a good thing or a bad thing.

It stands to reason that they should be happy when the purple talent appears.

"Who is that kid and why does he look so unfamiliar."

The man in coarse linen came out from the painted door, his face was neither sad nor happy, and there was no fluctuation.

"I don't know, I don't have any impression!"

The monks gathered around shook their heads.

The more this happened, the more curious everyone was about the man in the coarse linen shirt.

"May I ask what your brother's name is?"

After the man in the coarse linen shirt walked to the right, the monks who had passed before quickly surrounded him and greeted him warmly.

"Caviar!"

The man in the coarse linen was very polite, and he returned the salute to everyone around him one by one.

Turning his head to the side, he happened to meet Jiang Yulang's eyes, and then looked away.

"Sure enough!"

Liu Wuxie thought to herself, she was finally sure that Jiang Yulang and Yuzile were in the same group.

Why they separated, he still doesn't know yet.

The test is coming to an end, and the last monk's test is over, just as Liu Wuxie guessed, nearly one-third of them will be eliminated.

"Congratulations on your promotion. The second test of the painting soul may be a bit dangerous. There is still time to quit. If the painting soul goes wrong, our Yuan family will not be responsible."

The steward in charge of the assessment said to the promoted monk.

The painting door assessment is not life-threatening.

But that's not necessarily the case for the next assessment.

In theory, there is no danger.

but!

This is painting to recruit relatives.

Since it is painting to recruit relatives, there must be competition.

If you want to stand out, the best way is to kill those monks with greater potential, so that they can surpass their opponents.

Nobody opted out!

"Now let me talk about the soul painting rules. Everyone enters the painting and uses your soul power to paint. Whoever can get out of the painting will be promoted, and those who can't get out will fail."

The steward in charge of the assessment will briefly explain the rules.

As long as it is a monk who has practiced painting skills, he basically knows this rule.

Yuan Fengshan strode out, took out a painting from his sleeve, and spread it in the wind.

The strange thing is that this painting turned out to be transparent. There are no mountains and rivers, no trees and lakes on it, and there are no shadows and monsters. It is just a blank piece of paper.

"Picture in picture!"

There was a burst of exclamation from all around, this turned out to be a picture-in-picture painted by the painting saint himself.

It looks like a blank sheet of paper, but only by entering it can one know the true mystery of the painting.

"Gong Jian, our chance has come. Enter the picture-in-picture. Everyone unite and use the painting spirit to kill Liu Wuxie."

A murderous intent flashed in the pupils of the Yu family disciples.

"This is indeed our opportunity, but I suggest not rushing to make a move. We are not the only ones who want to kill Liu Wuxie. Let other people make a move first, and we will reap the benefits."

Gong Jian said sadly.

Many monks in Giant Spirit City hated Liu Wuxie to the bone, and wished they could cut him into pieces.

"That's right, we can wait for them to make the first move."

The Yu family disciple nodded, thinking that what Gong Jian said made sense.

"Liu Wuxie is talented in purple. It's hard for us to surpass him in painting. I'm worried..."

The disciples of the Chen family revealed worried expressions.

In this short period of one year, the three of them sent so many masters to be killed quietly, which already gave them a little fear.

"The purple talent just means that he has a high talent for painting, but it doesn't mean that he has strong painting ability. As far as I know, Liu Wuxie doesn't know how to paint."

Gong Jian said with a snort.

The test of Huamen is for talent, not for Liu Wuxie's superb painting skills.

Practicing painting skills does not happen overnight. These people have studied painting skills since they were young, and their painting skills are absolutely first-class.

Gong Jian's words played a role in stabilizing the morale of the army.

"Everyone enters the painting!"

Yuan Fengshan made seals with his hands, and a gap suddenly opened in the picture-in-picture.

The picture-in-picture is its own space, and the inside is so huge that even tens of thousands of people can be accommodated without any problem.

The thousands of people who passed through entered the crack one after another.

"Nuxie, be careful!"

Liu Wuxie was about to enter when Elder Kong's voice rang in his ears.

Nodding his head, his body disappeared in place.

Just because he doesn't want to kill doesn't mean he won't kill.

&r/>Since the art of drawing relatives may be aimed at him, then kill him and turn the world upside down.

In less than half a moment, all the promoted monks on the martial arts field entered the painting.

When all monks enter it, the picture-in-picture closes.

When the picture-in-picture was closed, a strange scene appeared, all the monks who entered appeared on the white paper.

Like shrunken little people, they are scattered everywhere.

This is the magical effect of picture-in-picture, like a transparent container, after everyone enters, the outside world can clearly see everything inside.

Although they have been shrunk, they can still clearly see their facial features and tell who is who.

It's like countless ants lying on the white canvas, the scene is extremely weird.

Liu Wuxie entered the crack, lightened her body, and found herself standing in a vast expanse of time and space.

The surroundings are white, but there is no strong reflection, so you can clearly see everything around you.

This is the first time for him to paint with soul.

Only with the approval of the picture-in-picture can you leave the picture-in-picture and advance to the next level.

"Liu Wuxie, die!"

Before everyone could react, several soul powers came straight to Liu Wuxie.

Everyone who enters the picture-in-picture can only move within a radius of one foot.

Although the physical body can only move within a radius of one foot, it does not hinder the impact of the soul.

The test of picture-in-picture is the painting of the soul, where the soul can travel freely.

The purpose of the several soul powers rushing over is very simple, to kill Liu Wuxie with the power of the soul.

"It's true that any cat or dog dares to provoke me."

If the Immortal Monarch Realm attacks him, he can still take it seriously.

The three monks who attacked Liu Wuxie were nothing more than the ninth level of the Great Luo Jinxian.

They knew that Liu Wuxie was powerful in combat, but such things as soul power could not be compensated by magic.

But they didn't know that Liu Wuxie practiced the Dark Soul Sutra and transformed the Niwan Palace with the essence of essence.

His current soul sea is beyond the reach of ordinary immortals.

The soul power quickly locked on the area of ​​​​the three monks, allowing their soul power to attack.

"Chucky!"

The soul power of the three of them entered Liu Wuxie's soul sea and was easily resisted by the soul shield.

The Heavenly Dao Divine Book was running, absorbing all the soul power.

The faces of the three monks who attacked Liu Wuxie changed slightly, and they clearly felt that their soul power had disappeared inexplicably.

"It's not rude to come and go!"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth, and the soul sword was suddenly thrown out.

The terrifying sword of the soul shuttles in the picture-in-picture.

Normally speaking, soul power attacks are hard for ordinary people to see clearly.

But in the picture-in-picture, the evolution of their soul power, through the drawing paper, you can clearly see the trajectory of the soul power.

The moment Liu Wuxie's soul sword appeared, there were bursts of humming in the entire martial arts arena.

"What a terrifying sword of the soul, is this Liu Wuxie the Daluojin Fairyland?"

The senior leaders of the various sects stood up, their faces full of disbelief.

It's a pity that their voices cannot penetrate the picture-in-picture.

The sword of the soul can be seen outside, but the fluctuation of soul power can only be felt inside the drawing paper.

The tyrannical impact of soul power made the faces of the three monks change drastically.

No matter how they dodge, the soul sword can firmly lock their bodies.

The sudden scene alarmed Gong Jian, Jiang Yulang and others.

They looked at Liu Wuxie one after another.

It's too far apart to see clearly.

"This Liu Wuxie is really an evildoer, such a thick soul sword, even a general fairy realm, can't be condensed."

A large number of Immortal Venerable Realms gathered on the scene, and they came here on behalf of the various sects.

Elder Kong and Elder Xia Ru looked at each other, and saw a trace of surprise and worry in each other's eyes.

The surprise is that Liu Wuxie's soul power is so strong, and the worry is that other people will form a pincer attack on Liu Wuxie.

Although one person is strong, it is difficult to defeat a pack of wolves.

"Where did this Liu Wuxie come from? It seems that he suddenly became famous overnight."

Many people scratched their heads vigorously, wanting to know where Liu Wuxie came from.

Unlike the genius disciples of the major sects, they have long been famous in Xianluoyu.

"Biyao Palace has really found a treasure. This Liu Wuxie will continue to grow, and he will definitely become a super strong man again."

Many sects cast envious glances at Elder Xia Ru.

There is no shortage of geniuses in the major sects, but there is a shortage of peerless monsters like Liu Wuxie.

The soul sword suddenly split into three parts and attacked the three monks at the same time.

It was extremely fast, like lightning and thunder.

Before the people around could react, the three soul swords easily pierced through the soul seas of the three monks.

"Ah ah ah..."

Three shrill screams came from the picture-in-picture, and the monks outside could hear them clearly.

When the three of them died, there were three drops of bright red blood stains on the white drawing paper.

Represents three people dying in a picture-in-picture.

Their corpses were gradually absorbed by the picture-in-picture and disappeared without a trace.

The Yuan family had greeted them before, and entered the picture-in-picture, life and death are in peace.

Besides!

It was they who shot first, and Liu Wuxie fought back later.

"Liu Wuxie, you are so bold, how dare you kill my Mu family disciple!"

From another direction, there was a stern shout, and three more soul swords appeared.But this time, it was the Soul Sword condensed from the Immortal Monarch Realm.