Dragon Herder

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Clearly those in Zhulin didn’t realize that they were stepping into other people’s paintings. They seemed to hesitate, hesitating whether to do it with Nan Lingsha beside another person.

Zhu Minglang’s approach is different.

How can you and the others do it? It’s really eaten a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gallbladder. Even his own people dare to provoke them. He wants to see who they are not long-eyed!

“In this forest, even if it is destroyed, it will not affect the Academy, right?” Zhu Minglang asked specifically.

Nan Lingsha nodded.

Zhu Minglang geared up and jumped off the platform.

Walking towards the sneaky silhouettes, Zhu Minglang’s eyes have slowly glowed with crimson’s light.

“Who are you?” Rinnai, a man in a turban asked.

There is a rat pattern on this person’s headscarf, revealing a bit of treacherous temperament, including this man’s whole person is also enveloped by a dark atmosphere.

I have to admit that their hidden skills are quite high, and Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha at first did not notice their existence.

“Mouse defiles Taoist temple?” Zhu Minglang saw the opponent’s rat pattern headscarf, and quickly recognized this force.

“Since we know that it is us, we still don’t hand over the cultivation base. If we know our Taoist behavior style, we shouldn’t annoy us. Believe it or not, I’ll let the people under my hand take this Academy’s All the students were slaughtered, and all the female students were sold to the prostitute!” said the dark man in the rat-print turban.

“You don’t do this kind of thing less, so notorious, how did those who live in Lichuan allow you to wander around this land?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Stop talking nonsense, while Young Master I am still a little patient, let the veil slut take out the cultivation base fruit…” The man in the rat pattern headscarf pointed at Nan Lingsha on the high platform angrily.

Zhu Minglang frowned, with a movement of thought, a sharp cold front across the bamboo forest, like an unremarkable icy wind blowing, but soon the tall bamboos were cut apart in a neat section.

“hmph, to scare someone, this is what you can do…”

“Boss, your hand!”

The man in the rat-print turban looked down. I found my hand did not know when it was gone!

A complete palm fell on the ground, and the arm of the man in the rat-print turban became a cut like bamboo when it reached the wrist. It took a few seconds for blood to cut from the wrist. Spouting from everywhere.

“My hand! My hand!!!”

The man in the rat pattern turban screamed in horror at this time, and the painful color also covered his Dark face.

“Be a good man in your next life.” Zhu Minglang said coldly.

tone barely fell, a red sword flicks stunningly across the bamboo forest. There is no shadow of the sword, no sword edge, but the entire lush bamboo forest falls backwards, with a tough bamboo body. They were directly crushed to pieces! !

The anger was overwhelming, and the people of the Taoist Temple had not yet responded, they were like grass and mustard by the invisible sword force that came up in midair, in midair, their bodies were more Being torn apart continuously, blood spilled!

Zhu Minglang not at all show mercy, Shu Mi Taoist Temple, a group of miscellaneous things that are inferior to Demon Sect, not to mention that they dare to use Academy as a threat, which is a violation of Zhu Minglang’s bottom line!

The bamboo forest is in a mess. The four people of the Shu Mi Taoist Temple have only one piece of debris left. The half-length rat-print turban man collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud. He stared at Zhu Minglang painfully and ferociously. , The whole person is like a wicked rat!

“It provokes us…you all have to be buried, our Taoist temple, our Taoist temple…” The rat-patterned turban man died before he could spit out his last words.

These people also have the power of a monarch, but facing the current Zhu Minglang, they are indeed like a group of miscellaneous rats, easily trampled to death.

As for their Taoist temples, many Upright Sects dare not easily provoke them.

It’s not how terrifying their strength, but their means of revenge, insidious and vicious, as long as they can be disgusting to people, they will spare no effort to do it, there was once a Master-level figure , Was tortured by people who despised Taoism and committed suicide.

Zhu Minglang naturally knows their “brave deeds”, but is Zhu Minglang easy to provoke?

……

Resolving these garbage, Zhu Minglang returned to the high platform.

Those swaying bamboos slowly melted away at this time and turned into drops of thick ink.

The steps under the feet, the tall towers and pavilions in front of them, are all strangely transformed into delicate lines at this moment. The background rendered by the black thick ink and the color difference between shades and shades quietly spread out like a cloud of smoke. It became a hazy ink mist…

The ink mist was dismissed, Zhu Minglang heard the birdsong, saw the crisp bamboo leaves, and the swaying bamboo shadows. There were a few male and female students not far away. As he walked by with a smile, a giant dragon spread its wings and flew, and the sound of falling into the water at the Phoenix Embarkment waterfall was also heard.

Zhu Minglang is like waking up from a dream. No matter how real the forest is in the painting, it lacks real vitality after all. However, surrounded by this makes it easy for people to ignore these details and lose themselves completely in the painting.

The bamboo forest is still lush and verdant, the gentle wind carries the fragrance of flowers, and the blood stains of the Taoist Temple of Rats have not infested this quiet bamboo forest.

Nan Lingsha crumpled the rice paper in front of him into a ball, and threw it in the basket at random. You can see that little by little blood red penetrates into the thin rice paper, which is as bright as paint.

“This mouse is instigated by others and has been around the Academy for some time.” Nan Lingsha said.

“What kind of cultivation base fruit is important?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Consolidate the king-level cultivation base.”

“Have you breakthrough to the king-level?” Zhu Minglang looked at Nan Lingsha in surprise.

“We have no such thing as a breakthrough. Once the cultivation base is accumulated, it will naturally reach the next level.” Nan Lingsha indifferently said.

“…”

Zhu Minglang remembered what Zhu Xuehen said to him.

It seems that the ladies are indeed extraordinary natural talent!

“What did Li Yunzi tell you about the dragon gate?” Nan Lingsha asked.

“She is also in the probing stage.” Zhu Minglang roughly described something.

“Oh, she didn’t tell you…” Nan Lingsha’s tone was cold and mocking.

“Tell me what?” Zhu Minglang puzzled.

“If the world dragon gate is a test of the world, what are the consequences of failure, have you thought about it?” Nan Lingsha asked.

If a creature fails to ascend, it may be destroyed.

What about the failure of world ascension?

“Will this World we live in will also be annihilated?” Zhu Minglang said in amazement.

Nan Lingsha shook the head.

She took out her paintbrush and randomly drew stars, bright moon, and sun on a new piece of rice paper…

After a while, she lightly saying: “What is more terrifying than annihilation is the ravages and torture of long years.”