You said you would be the reborn empress, why did you become my bootlicker?

Chapter 578

Looking at the golden ingot mountain lifted into the air.

Wu Denglou silently put down his hand that was about to make a gesture to withdraw his troops.

He originally guessed that Su Yuan should have a little bit of stuff. If he didn't have anything, he wouldn't be so crazy.

But the development of things was beyond his expectations.

Although this golden ingot mountain was not his strongest means of attack, it was not weak. Among the 10,000 people in the entire competition area, no more than one hand could take it. It is estimated that only the "Six Heroes" could resist it.

But.

Resisting it is one thing.

This hand, no, one finger holding it up, is another thing.

Now.

Wu Denglou was under great pressure.

He no longer underestimated the enemy, but regarded Su Yuan as a big enemy. Behind him, the golden crack expanded, and a golden torrent rolled out from the treasure house of wealth!

"Wealth is rolling in!"

At the same time.

The golden ingot mountain held by Su Yuan melted in an instant, turning into golden water falling down and merging with the golden torrent.

Its momentum was so great and its power was so fierce that it could easily destroy mountains and peaks!

However.

After the golden torrent rushed towards Su Yuan, it was as if the river encountered a rock.

The torrent split from the middle, and I will remain motionless even if you thunder on both sides.

It simply cannot rush.

Wu Denglou's pupils shrank sharply.

But he did not give up, but controlled the golden torrent and transformed it into various attacks, giant axes, giant swords, giant hammers... The surroundings had been razed to the ground and ravaged beyond recognition, but none of them worked and did not cause any harm to Su Yuan.

Wu Denglou gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and the golden light swept back to the treasure house of wealth.

The cracks in the treasure house of wealth slowly closed. He gave up the idea of winning with talent and looked at Su Yuan from afar with a solemn expression:

"You are really strong. But I still have a trick... This trick was passed down to my Wu family ancestor for the final battle for the top spot, but now... I will definitely beat you!"

He jumped up!

In front of him, a blank scroll appeared!

Wu Denglou had a big brush in his hand at some point, and he wrote a few strokes on the scroll. A strange atmosphere filled the air, which made people shudder.

The content of the painting was completely different from his "handsome jade gentleman" style!

They were evil ghosts from hell, frying and cooking the guilty, and removing bones and flesh!

The scroll was lifelike, and the image of the evil ghost on it was enough to confuse the real and the fake!

When people saw it, they felt as if they were in hell, as if the one who was suffering from endless pain was themselves!

The painting was finished.

Wu Denglou's face was pale, his nose was sweating, and his hands were shaking.

He looked at Su Yuan and tried to calm his voice, but his voice was obviously much weaker:

"This is the Hell Punishment Picture... Go!"

Boom!

The scroll trembled violently!

Several brown-yellow chains swept out from it and went towards Su Yuan, binding him!

Then, many hellish ghosts jumped out of the scroll, holding all kinds of terrifying killing weapons in their hands, such as bone-cutting knives, meat grinding discs, and trident nails...

Su Yuan stood there without any reaction, his eyes fixed on a certain area of the scroll.

It was not because Wu Denglou's strange trick had something that he couldn't deal with. This level of attack was no different from tickling him.

The chain binding and the attack of the hellish ghost did not cause him any harm.

What he cares about is...

In the picture drawn by Wu Denglou, there are several flying dragon and phoenix 'runes' in the lower right corner!

Wu Denglou himself definitely doesn't know what these 'runes' mean, he should just be copying them.

Because——

This is Chinese characters!

Tang Kai!

It is written as:

Hell Transformation!

Wu Daozi!

At this moment, Su Yuan was a little dazed.

Wu Daozi!

Respected as the painting saint by the world!

Although there is no authentic work circulated, his "Hell Transformation Picture" can be said to be famous!

Su Yuan doesn't know what the "Hell Transformation Picture" of the painting saint looks like, but now, Wu Denglou, the Wu family... has the same surname as the painting saint!

Although Wu Denglou called this painting the "Hell Punishment Picture", which is somewhat different from the "Hell Transformation Picture", the subject matter is the same. He also said that this is a trick passed down from the ancestors of the Wu family...

Could it be...

Could it be that the painting saint is one of the predecessors of the time traveler! ?

Does this Wu family have a connection with him?

In a flash.

Su Yuan thought a lot.

But this matter is of great importance and is not suitable for discussion now.

And it seems that Wu DenglouLou, or rather the Wu family, did not know the meaning of these ‘runes’, otherwise, they would not have been able to display them so openly.

Wu family...

Su Yuan remembered it.

This is a rare clue, and it must not be missed.

As for now, let’s not waste time.

Opposite.

Wu Denglou was breathing heavily.

This ‘Hell Punishment Picture’ consumed almost all of his energy, spirit, and spirit, and he hoped it would be useful.

The chains had bound Su Yuan, and a large number of hell demons were pounced on him, piling up layer by layer, and no one could see their figures.

Should...

be able to defeat him?

This is the inheritance left by the ancestors of the Wu family. Although it is incomplete, but——

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard.

The countless hell demons were all blown away and crushed in the air by invisible energy.

Su Yuan broke the chain with his bare hands, rushed to Wu Denglou’s side, raised his hand, and punched.

This punch did not fall on Wu Denglou, but hit him.

Boom! ! !

A huge deep pit was blasted out on the entire ground, and it was bottomless.

Compared with the deep pit that was just ravaged by the golden torrent, it was nothing compared to the sky and the earth.

Wu Denglou stood there, his long hair was blown up by the wind of the punch, his sleeves fluttered, and the whole person was stuck in place like a human machine.

His throat rolled, and he turned his head stiffly to look at the bottomless huge pit beside him... If this punch fell on himself, would he have returned to dust and returned to earth?

"Hey."

Su Yuan smiled at him.

"I am very interested in your paintings. Let's make friends later?"

Wu Denglou finally came to his senses, tremblingly took off the bracelet on his hand, handed it to Su Yuan, and forced a not-so-calm smile:

"Okay... okay."

...

Silence.

Deathly silence.

Su Yuan...

actually defeated Wu Denglou!

In the top ten rankings, Su Yuan jumped from tenth place to first place!

From level 2, 8 points.