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Chapter 310 The world in the painting(2/2)

The remaining few dared not go forward at all.

"Junior brother!"

Qiu Sheng looked surprised.

Just now, the cold sweat scared him.

Wencai also walked up with Ren Fa on his back:

"Junior brother, has the banshee been dealt with?"

Nanchen smiled bitterly:

"You'll know afterwards!"

When the two of them heard this, they subconsciously looked back.

As a result, when Qiu Sheng Wencai saw this, he couldn't help but breathe.

At the end of their vision, one was three meters tall and had two heads.

The fangs turn outward and veins bulge.

He was extremely thick and had a giant purple-green monster with two long whips on his hands.

We were taking big steps and kept approaching them.

"This, what is this?"

Wencai looked panicked.

Just his terrifying and hideous appearance made Wencai's heart tremble.

Qiu Sheng also swallowed:

"This, what is this? Is this the banshee just now?"

Nanchen smiled bitterly:

"That's right, this monster gathers most of the energy in this world, and is now extremely powerful.

I can't beat her anymore.

Now you have to go to the ferry immediately and leave here.”

Nanchen spoke, but fortunately, the banshee spoke out how to leave the world in the painting at the beginning.

Otherwise, the three of them would have no idea how to leave here.

Qiu Shengwen nodded, and the three of them were not hesitating.

Continue to rush down the mountain.

There were a few little demons left and they wanted to attack the three of them.

Without exception, all of them were killed by Nanchen with a sword.

But the banshee behind her is getting bigger and bigger.

Now, it is about four meters high.

Moreover, the energy of the entire world in the painting is gathering with her alone, and her body is still growing.

Everything around is fading.

From the vitality at the beginning, green and green to the withering and withering behind.

Now it has completely gray and white, turning into ink painting-like colors.

The three of them were chased by the banshee, and when they looked at the stone scenes around them, they all turned into gray, white and black colors like ink paintings, completely turning into dead objects.

The scene in the painting.

But they themselves seem so out of place.

Wen Cai looked at the huge witch and was frightened.

While breathing, he spoke:

"The banshee is getting bigger and bigger, what a powerful demonic aura!"

Qiu Sheng looked at the faded scenery and said in a little fear:

"Junior brother, everything around us has faded. We won't turn into paintings, right?"

Nanchen frowned and said:

"No, this banshee has sucked all the energy and energy of the world in this painting.

As a result, everything around it becomes like ink painting.

But that's okay, we are not people in this illusory world.

As long as we leave here, it will be fine."

After Nanchen finished speaking, he continued to run forward.

Finally, he ran down the mountain in a few minutes.

At this time, the river wharf could be seen from afar.

There, there is a ferry.
Chapter completed!
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