Chapter 1863

After fighting for a while, everyone's energy was almost consumed.

Chen Ping is standing in the corner, and his eyes fall on the wall of the yellow spring tower.

Because of the blood vapor here, the walls actually showed a piece of murals.

However, in these murals, people always feel as if something is missing. What is missing?

The moment Chen Ping looked at the mural, the whole person seemed to fall into the mural.

In an instant, there were shouts of killing, and Chen Ping seemed to have entered a battlefield.

On this battlefield, the vitality is overflowing and the means of attack are various.

There are corpses everywhere, even countless heads, suspended in the air.

All of a sudden, Chen Ping's magic art Tibetan Tianhe involuntarily launched, and Chen Ping also came back to God at this time.

He then knew that the mural was not simple. He just looked at it and fell deeply into it. If someone had done something to him just now, he would have won it.

If it wasn't for the magic art Tibetan Tianhe to launch, I was afraid I would not wake up.

But at this time, Chen Ping found that he was worried, because at this time, he found that everyone seemed to fall into the mural.

No one can escape the mural.

As long as the eyes fall on it, they will be attracted by the mural.

At this time, Chen Ping found that there were more or less scars on these people's bodies.

Some people even fell down.

When he saw this scene, Chen Ping directly waved to the crows in the distance.

The crow, who had already fallen into the mural, suddenly came back to his senses at this time, and his eyes were clear and bright.

He just looked at Chen Ping and nodded slightly.

But at this time, the prince of Taotie royal family, master Guangchuan, also opened his eyes.

He had just returned to his mind, and his eyes flashed with a fierce look. He suddenly turned to his allies who had just made a temporary alliance with him, and then cleanly killed all the people around him.

But at this time, he found that Chen Ping and the crow were looking at him.

When he saw that everything he had done was clearly seen by Chen Ping and crows, there was an opportunity to kill him.

But in a flash, his face was full of smiles.

"I can't believe that someone wakes up before me!"

As he spoke, he watched Chen Ping and crow warily.

Chen Ping is light said: "no, I just wake up just now."

At this time, other people began to wake up.

But they look at those lying on the ground, in the mural in the injured people, the expression has a touch of ferocity.

Those lying on the ground seriously injured soon became victims.

With their death, finally, the second floor of the yellow spring tower opened.

When they all entered the second floor, they found that the middle-aged man was standing on the second floor.

At this time, the middle-aged man's face was full of smile before he changed. He suddenly sighed and said in a solemn and stirring tone: "I think you can see that the mural depicts a war between monks in ancient times."

"It was a war caused by two prophets. You all feel the cruelty of the war."

No one answered, because no one knew that this kind-hearted middle-aged man was just a cruel master.

No one wants to say something wrong and end up dead.

The middle-aged man then continued to say slowly: "this second layer, you must survive in the war world in this mural. The longer you persist, the more likely you will be able to survive!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice dropped, Chen Ping found that the top of the second floor was actually a huge mural.

Only in the moment of seeing the mural, Chen Ping raised his vigilance, and he still launched his own magic art of Tibet Tianhe.

Only this time, Zang Tianhe did not let Chen Ping wake up from the mural world.

He only felt a vague array rising from his feet, and then he entered the world of murals.

Before he came in, he clearly felt that the middle-aged man had planted a faint light on everyone at the moment when they all entered the mural.

Moreover, Chen Ping clearly felt that the faint light was actually taking out the vitality of his body.

Chen Ping immediately understood that what kind of mural world, in fact, is not just a Dharma array of this middle-aged man.

The reason why this middle-aged man sends people out to arrest people every year is mostly related to his cultivation method. If the method of improving the middle-aged man's cultivation is to absorb the vitality of others, it is not surprising that he has so many people coming in.But at this time, Chen Ping had no chance to expose the real face of this middle-aged man.

Because Chen Ping was already in the world of murals.

And at this time, he is now dressed in armor, holding a steel knife and shield in his hand, just like a soldier dressed.

In front of him, there were countless soldiers in armor.

Chen Ping tried his best to mobilize the vitality in his body. Although there was not much vitality that he could use, he could mobilize part of his vitality in the end.

And these vitality, enough to let Chen Ping in this mural world adhere to long enough.

At this time, Chen Ping's steel knife was covered with a layer of red and white flame. He directly killed the enemy's hinterland and kept chopping with the steel knife in his hand.

The blood spurts in front of the eyes, each time the steel knife cuts, can take away a person's life.

The red and white flame is a sharp weapon for killing people.

As long as the person who gets Chen Ping's steel knife, it will turn into a fireball in this moment.

And Chen Ping, at this time, his eyes have been covered with a bright red, as if he had lost himself in the endless killing.

Suddenly, Chen Ping felt a chill in his heart.

Under this kind of stimulation, Chen Ping's uncontrollable killing intention just barely subsided.

And that cold, is the mermaid King's Mermaid heart.

Chen Ping came back to his senses. He did not expect that the broken Mermaid heart, which was integrated with the source of life, actually played a role at this time.

If it wasn't for this Mermaid heart, he would be lost here forever.

At this time, in Chen Ping's eyes, the so-called mural world also changed.

What armor is there? In front of me, there are scarecrows like puppets one after another.

And the others, they're still fighting.