Chapter 30 Two tender leaves

"What's weird about this painting?" Du Xiaochuan looked at the landscape painting, feeling quite puzzled.

The whole Gospel book kept flying around him, which made Du Xiaochuan care very much. Since he came back from that banquet, he discovered that there had been new changes in this ancient book.

Du Xiaochuan was once again unable to open this ancient book.

The colorful brilliance shines in the Gospels and looks mysterious. This scene is exactly the same as the vision when the Gospels was upgraded last time. You don’t have to think about it, this book is undergoing the so-called upgrade. However, all this changed when Du Xiaochuan touched the ink painting with his hand. Part of the colorful brilliance wrapped in the Gospels was sank into this landscape painting. To be more precise, the colorful brilliance was thrown into the inconspicuous stone that Du Xiaochuan cared very much.

Ink painting seems to break free from the constraints of gravity and solidify in the air. Landscape paintings fight against the power of colorful light and keep trembling. It makes people wonder whether this landscape painting will be torn to pieces in the next moment.

"Bang"

With a loud bang, the tight ink painting that collapsed in the air suddenly rippled. Then, an emerald green crystal stone flew out of the ink painting. Du Xiaochuan, who had been paying attention to the ink painting, also noticed that the inconspicuous rock in the painting disappeared at the same time.

"How is this... possible?" When Du Xiaochuan saw a piece of emerald green crystal flying out of the painting, he screamed in surprise.

Although he had known before that this ink painting must have some magic, he did not expect that this situation would happen, something would fly out of it.

"Is it possible? This is a treasure that can independently form the world." Du Xiaochuan thought of a record in the appendix to the Borumi Sutra. It is said that some treasures against the heaven can be transformed into small thousand worlds, and their own worlds are called small thousand treasures. Even before the end of the gods and immortals, the small thousand treasures are also regarded as the supreme treasures that suppress luck.

Seeing something flying out of the painting, Du Xiaochuan thought of this record immediately. At this time, the flying green crystal stone was wrapped in a cluster of colorful light emitted from the entire Gospel. However, this magical ink painting obviously had some strange rules, and did not allow the stone to fly away, and tried hard to imprison the crystal stone again in the painting. The colorful light in the entire Gospel book turned into silk threads, firmly binding the crystal stone, and played a rally with the power in the painting, pulling the green crystal stone closer to himself little by little.

The imprisonment power in ink paintings eventually disappeared and was pulled to his side by the Gospel. Then, the Gospel seemed to have turned into a virtual body, and the emerald green crystals were instantly integrated into the Gospel and disappeared. Then, the ink painting fell on the ground.

Seeing that the emerald green crystal stones were in the entire Gospel, Du Xiaochuan thought it was over. He took action to pick up the fallen landscape painting to study the legendary Xiao Qian Zhibao that could suppress luck. Just as Du Xiaochuan was about to take action, the ink painting that had fallen on the ground floated for no reason.

"The situation is wrong." Seeing the ink painting flying, Du Xiaochuan hurriedly retreated.

At this time, the ink and water landscape, which was originally excellent ink painting, began to melt like a barbecued wax figure. The black ink actually changed color and turned into a red color, dripping like blood, making people terrified. Then, the blood turned into a human face, showing a smug smile to Du Xiaochuan.

"Not good." Although I don't know what happened, Du Xiaochuan instinctively felt that the situation was extremely bad.

Before Du Xiaochuan could take his next move, a strong suction force came from the mouth of the blood-colored ghost face. Then, he threw it into the mouth of the ghost face uncontrollably. The ghost face became bigger and bigger in Du Xiaochuan's eyes, and finally swallowed him. The blood-colored ghost face swallowed by Du Xiaochuan into an ordinary landscape painting. It seemed that he had lost the support of his strength and fell from the air.

"The Last Tribulation of Gods"

"The Last Tribulation of Gods"

"The Last Tribulation of Gods"

"The Last Tribulation of Gods"

Du Xiaochuan was in a vain, with countless elegant figures on the sky, underground, and all directions. These figures were all wearing Taoist robes, with elegant appearances, and looked very talented. The figures murmured the words "The Last Tribulation of Gods and Immortals", but they were not a statement tone, but a question, confusion, resentment, and helplessness, which was formed by the fusion of various complex emotions. It was like they had many doubts about the so-called "The Last Tribulation of Gods and Immortals". If you look closely, you will find that although these people have different expressions, they all had the same face and the same person.

When Du Xiaochuan entered this void, the figures with different faces suddenly all looked in his direction. The questions, confusion, resentment, helplessness and many other emotions on the faces of countless figures eventually turned into boundless curses, and suddenly turned into blood shadows, rushing towards Du Xiaochuan. He instantly realized that these curses were not directed towards him, but towards the emerald green stone that had been absorbed by the entire Gospel. The entire Gospel had been incorporated into Du Xiaochuan's body, so these blood-colored figures rushed towards him.

Countless figures rushed towards Du Xiaochuan, as if they wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. In an instant, more than ten blood shadows rushed to Du Xiaochuan. The blood shadow came too fast and made people have no time to react. As soon as the blood shadow approached Du Xiaochuan, his hands turned into terrifying claws and grabbed him. Du Xiaochuan's body was already extraordinary and it was difficult for ordinary bullets to penetrate. But as soon as the blood shadow touched Du Xiaochuan's body, it left a very deep blood mark on his body. There was even a blood shadow, which opened its mouth and bitten Du Xiaochuan's body. Even a piece of flesh was even bitten off Du Xiaochuan's body by several blood shadows.

"ah."

Not only flesh, but also these blood shadows will also carry out mental attacks when biting. In this case, Du Xiaochuan couldn't help but exhale in pain.

He wanted to struggle, but the power of each blood shadow was stronger than that of Du Xiaochuan. Countless blood shadows pressed on him, making him unable to move. In this way, Du Xiaochuan would definitely be bitten and smashed by countless blood shadows.

As the flesh was torn apart, blood sprayed out of Du Xiaochuan's body desperately.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the blood on Du Xiaochuan's body is different from that of ordinary people, and it actually has a faint golden color. This is the result of the transformation of the body by the immortal demon species.

"Shit."

As the blood sprayed out, light golden blood poured on the blood shadow. When the blood touched the blood shadow, it made a "hiss" sound like sulfuric acid sprinkled on the object. Then, the blood shadow turned into a lilac mist and dissipated. A trace of lilac mist merged into Du Xiaochuan's wounds and flowed into his body.

Finally, the lilac aerosol came into contact with the immortal demon species by chance.

The moment the purple mist touched the immortal demon seed, the demon seed seemed to have encountered something that he was extremely eager for, and instantly sucked the mist into the demon seed.

The sound of "click, click, click" is constantly coming from the seeds, giving people the feeling that something is about to break out of the shell.

Next, the seeds indeed changed.

The round shell of the golden seeds cracked an extremely small hole. Du Xiaochuan felt that a short and tender root was as if he wanted to drill out of the gap. The roots were difficult to expose their heads, and they had consumed all their strength and seemed to be listless. However, then, as if they had discovered something they needed, the roots suddenly burst. As the roots of the immortal demon seed vibrated, Du Xiaochuan's body also vibrated. There was an inexplicable force emitting from his body. With Du Xiaochuan's body as the center, it spread around.

"This..." Next, an incredible scene appeared in front of Du Xiaochuan.

With the vibration just now, the blood shadow that bit Du Xiaochuan was suddenly dispersed and turned into a lilac gas. Then the rhizomes of the immortal demon seed were sucked suddenly, and all of them were absorbed by the seeds.

The fourth root poked out from the immortal demon species and stretched quickly. These roots grew very quickly, but Du Xiaochuan could magically feel the specific number of roots.

A total of 3,600 roots grew out of the immortal demon seed and took root in the inexplicable void. During this period, waves of fluctuations emanated from Du Xiaochuan's body. As soon as it touched, the blood-colored figure immediately collapsed, turned into a lilac mist, and was absorbed by the newly grown rhizomes. After 3,600 roots grew, the roots stopped growing. The non-cultivation demon seed vibrated again, and two tender leaves poked their heads out of the immortal demon seed.

In a very short time, the terrifying blood-colored figures were almost born. With the last wave of the immortal demon species, the last few blood shadows disappeared.

"Why? I'm not willing to... I'm not willing to let it go!" As the last blood-colored figure transformed into an absorbed state, a sigh echoed in the void.

It was full of unwillingness, and a hint of relief mixed with it.

At the same time, the dark and vague images came into Du Xiaochuan's mind. Outside, the ink painting that sucked Du Xiaochuan in naturally became unreasonable for no reason.

After staggering, Du Xiaochuan bounced out of the void.

Recalling the hazy scene in his mind, Du Xiaochuan looked deeply at the painting that turned into ashes: "How much resentment should we be able to achieve this level!"
Chapter completed!