Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 136 It's All Trap!Come from the Tang Dynasty
"What is a fighter jet carrying a nuclear bomb?"

"..."

Gong Niang asked suspiciously, but immediately carried out Yang An's request.

Under the triple increase, half of the magic power in Yang An's body was emptied in an instant, and a gorgeous tail flame several meters long was pulled out from the long arrow in his hand.

Yang An couldn't explain to Gongniang either, she drew the bow like a full moon, aiming at the position in front of the big toad's tongue.

One arrow!
call out--

The bowstring rebounded, and the long arrow disappeared from Yang An's hand in an instant, hitting the target almost instantly, as if there was no time delay at all.

Before a large group of ghosts approached the big toad's long tongue, a dazzling light burst out suddenly, as if filling the whole world.

The gorgeous light suddenly bloomed as if the sun had come.

All of a sudden, countless demons and ghosts approaching the toad's long tongue turned into flying ash under the shroud of light, and a huge gap appeared within a radius of [-] meters.

But at this time, Yang An, relying on the propeller transformed by the golden light, rushed to the front in the blink of an eye, and rushed towards the big toad's tongue when the light was about to dissipate.

But just as Yang An was about to land on the toad's long tongue, a loud buzzing suddenly sounded in his ears.

He glanced sideways, and it turned out to be a guy with several pairs of transparent wings like cicada wings.

It has an ugly appearance, a thin body, and looks like a human, but it is more like a mosquito-like species.

And this guy was even faster than him, surpassing Yang An almost instantly, and rushed forward.

Yang An knew that besides himself, there might be other guys who could fly, and there really were.

dead!
The propeller dissipated for a while, turned into countless golden lights and directly twisted it into a rain of blood. Yang An's figure swooped down, and finally landed firmly in the soft long tongue, turning into a black shadow and rushing towards the toad's mouth.

Because an arrow was shot behind him just now, a large vacancy was blown out, and now Yang An doesn't have to worry about being caught up by these guys behind him.

But his speed didn't drop, and he quickly rushed towards the toad's mouth.

It's just that when he stepped on the toad's long tongue, stepped on the eyeballs one by one, and the pupils in the eyeballs shrank or enlarged, he still couldn't help the scalp numb.

Although he knew that the real entrance to the space was in the mouth of this big toad, it felt very strange to run in like a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

The two big eyes reflecting the blood-red sun and moon seemed to be slowly looking down, and a terrifying gaze looked at Yang An, as if he was really staring at a mosquito.

Fortunately, Yang An's speed was very fast. It only took two breaths to cross the long tongue and run to the mouth of the big toad.

This huge and ferocious mouth was like the entrance to a dark abyss, he could only bite the bullet and rush in.

Accompanied by countless wailing and distressed cries for help, there was a strong rancid smell in the toad's big mouth, which was enough to faint people.

Yang An held his breath, strenuously moved forward, and rushed into the darkness.

Invisibly, he seemed to touch something, as if passing through a thin film, everything in front of him suddenly changed.

When Yang An came back to his senses, all the breath and cries for help had disappeared, and even the air became much fresher.

At this time, he had already appeared behind the stone plate of Yunzang Palace, standing in front of the entrance leading to the upstairs.

Become!

Yang Yu happily walked upstairs, and finally broke through the difficulties, and then it was time to harvest.

If only this place would allow him to find what he wanted!
There are seven floors in the Yunzang Palace tower. When Yang An came to the second floor, he thought it would be full of books, or magic weapons.

But when he saw the real situation, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

empty? !
Didn't Fangzhu say that before the Absolute Cloud Sect was taken over by demons, there was no time to take away the things inside the sect?

Or, is this what it was like here?

The second floor is huge, equivalent to a basketball court, but it is empty inside, let alone what Yang An wants to see, there is not even a table or stool.

Except for a painting hanging on each of the four walls, there is not even a speck of dust on the ground.

Naturally, Yang An's gaze was attracted by the paintings hanging on the wall.

There is nothing, but only these few paintings, it must not be simple.

The first painting showed a figure holding a sword, but this figure had six legs and was very thick.

The second painting shows nine monsters forming a circle, connected by blood.

The third painting depicts a boat sailing in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The fourth painting depicts a dismembered monster, but countless eyes grew out of the monster's corpse.

No matter who comes here, seeing these paintings, they will be confused, and Yang An is no exception.

But fortunately, he was able to identify the real information of these paintings through his special ability. After just a casual glance, Yang An approached the first painting, and after confirming that there was no danger, he gently put his hand on the painting.

「【Practicing sword picture (false)】: From the hand of Zhang Huaqing, the elder of the Jueyun sect, it was created with spells and placed on the second floor of the Yunzang Palace. It is one of the traps designed to protect the inheritance of the Jueyun sect; infused with mana, You can enter the world in the painting and get inheritance.

Use cost: Once entering the painting, the mind will be suppressed, the consciousness will be swallowed by the shadow in the painting, and the physical body will be forcibly occupied.

Status: Cleanable! "

After reading the content in the information box, Yang An was speechless.

This old guy named Zhang Huaqing is really an old cunt, now that the Absolute Cloud Sect is gone, they are still guarding against this move.

Fortunately, he can directly see the details of this thing.

Since there are four paintings here, it means that there must be some real ones and some fake ones. Yang An decided to try one by one first to find out the real one.

After more than ten breaths, when Yang An tried all four paintings, the result surprised him.

All four paintings are fake!
It's all traps!

Moreover, these paintings seem to grow out of the wall, and they fit perfectly with the wall, and they cannot be taken away at all.

Yang An was afraid that if he forcibly took it away, he would touch some kind of trap, so he simply ignored it, and continued to walk upstairs, and soon came to the third floor.

Sure enough, the third floor was empty except for the four paintings.

Yang An tried again in turn, but the four paintings were still fake.

And without exception, these paintings were all created by Zhang Huaqing, the elder of the Absolute Cloud Sect.

A smile appeared on Yang An's face, and he walked upstairs again.

It's okay to lie to others, but it can't fool him.

Fourth floor... Fifth floor... Sixth floor...

Yang An walked up all the way, and finally stopped in front of a picture on the sixth floor. He already had a certain premonition in his heart.

In the painting in front of him, an old man in a straw hat is fishing by the river, but in the river, there are vague figures, and even countless flesh and blood stumps and internal organs can be seen.

He put his hand gently on the painting.

「[Sui Li Weng (True)]: It was created by Zhang Huaqing, the elder of the Jueyun Sect. It was created by magic and placed on the sixth floor of the Yunzang Palace. It is one of the traps designed to protect the inheritance of the Jueyun Sect; You can enter the world in the painting and get inheritance.

Use price: Entering the painting, you can't help yourself. If you fail to pass the test in the painting, your soul will turn into a remnant in the river.

Status: Cleanable! "

found it!
Looking at the painting in front of him, Yang An finally laughed happily. He didn't find the real portrait until the sixth floor. If someone else came in here, he might have already been cheated.

It has to be him!

"Let me see what secrets are hidden here."

He used purification conveniently to eliminate the price, and then poured his mana into the painting.

Seeing the magic power poured into the painting, the blood-red water in the river seemed to start to surge in the portrait, and dark red blood flowed out of the painting.

The blood first dripped like a trickle, flowing to the ground, and then suddenly turned into a raging wave, gushing out in an instant.

Although Yang An was on guard, in the blink of an eye, the whole world had changed drastically.

Overcast and cloudy, it seems that there will be lightning, thunder, and squalls at any time.

There is an endless river in front of him, and the sight of the river is simply tingling, full of all kinds of mutilated bodies and flesh and blood.

The crowded corpses spread all over the river, without even a single gap.

The bloody smell emanating from so many corpses has become so strong that it renders everything around it red.

In front of Yang An, that is, on the riverside, there was an old man wearing a straw hat, hunched over, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and a fish basket beside him.

He was throwing a pole into the river, and a slender bone needle was tied to the fishing line, but the river was full of corpses, and the bone needle couldn't fall into the water at all.

But the old man seemed to be tireless, throwing poles into the river again and again, and he didn't see any discouragement.

Yang An stood quietly behind him, looking at him.

He didn't perceive any aura of cultivation from this old man, just like ordinary people.

Thinking that this is just a fake character in the painting, it should not be real.

It's just that the classics of magic techniques hidden in this painting, how can the inheritance of the Absolute Cloud Sect be obtained?He hasn't seen any clues yet.

After tossing for a while, the old man seemed a little tired, and finally stopped his hands, retracted the fishing line, and stroked the bone needle on the fishing line.

Seemingly belatedly, he slowly turned his head to look at Yang An, and looked him up and down.

"Where did this little brother come from? Why is he silent?"

The coir hat covered the old man's face, and it seemed to be covered with a thin veil, Yang An couldn't see the old man's appearance.

Just relying on his hand holding the fishing rod, rough and thin as dry wood, it can be judged that this is an old man, but his voice sounds much younger.

Yang An thought for a while and replied:

"I come from the Great Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land. I don't want to disturb the old man. Dare I ask if the old man is fishing here?"

"Dongtu Great Tang...?"

The old man thought for a while about Yang An's words, he didn't seem to have thought of where the Dongtu Great Tang was, and he just looked at Yang An curiously.

"Didn't the little brother come in from the Absolute Cloud Sect?"

"Do you know Absolute Cloud Sect?"

Yang An asked back, the people in this painting can know where the outside world is?
　There are two more chapters to be posted at night, the next chapter is not very satisfactory, and I am thinking about how to change it

　　
　
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