When he leaves this painting world, it is actually equivalent to that he dies in this painting world. By then, the so-called barriers to practice between Lin Yanyan and his disciples will be self-defeating.

So he had nothing to say, and immediately continued to pretend to be deaf and mute, bowing respectfully to Wu Yuanyuan: "Waibibab!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, as free as a meteor! Almost as soon as he walked away, Lin Yanyan set up a layer of sound insulation barrier around the square table. This layer of sound insulation barrier almost condensed her full strength. Even if Elder Demon Tiger wanted to eavesdrop, it would not be possible to do it invisibly.

Of course, if Lin Hao wants to eavesdrop, he doesn't have to do anything. What Lin Yanyan said can automatically penetrate into his ears.

But unfortunately, he was not interested.

So Lin Hao didn't listen at all, so he went to the second floor of the small building, and casually found a quiet room that would not be disturbed by the sound of Niu San's gambling in the hall, walked in, and set up a floor of ban on the door.

"It's almost the same, it's time to get a rough result, right?"

Lin Hao calculated the time. He had returned to this small building for about half an hour. In half an hour, although the killings in Fengxue Town were not completely over yet, it was time for some of the small buildings to belong to it.

Lin Hao pushed open the window of the room, which was facing the main street of Fengxue Town. However, with magic circles, the smell of blood outside could not float in at all. Even the shouts and screams in the town were completely isolated by the magic circle.

In a word, inside and outside the building, there are completely two worlds at this moment.

The Wu family's escorts gathered together to gamble. The maids sat at the same table to make needlework and embroider flowers and mandarin ducks, and then tasted the low-quality mysterious tea that Wu Yuanyuan gave them. Even the Demon Tiger Elder could sit leisurely at the door, preside over the formation, study the magical powers of martial arts, and eavesdrop on Wu Yuanyuan's conversations.

It's so happy! It's like a paradise, without any disputes! Oh, of course, there are still some disputes, such as the palace fighting scene between Wu Yuanyuan and Lin Yanyan. One tries his way to solve the obstacles of martial arts from another person, and the other tries everything to stick to his bottom line. Even the saliva talk of long hair and short knowledge must be taken seriously.

But this kind of dispute is much more peaceful than the bloody killings in Fengxue Town, Louwai, and I don’t know how much peace it will be.

At this moment, as Lin Hao opened the window, a scene like a hell of a forest came into his eyes.

At this time, a few more pieces of coke powder appeared outside the small building where they were located at the gate. It was obvious that someone wanted to attack the small building just now, but Elder Demon Tiger easily resolved it with the help of the two major formations of this building invisibly and silently.

In the entire Fengxue Town, their small building has become the only building without blood. The other small buildings, even on a small building next to this small building, were covered with corpses, and several corpses were still hanging on the edge of the eaves. One of them had a sharp arrow pierced on the eaves and nailed to the eaves, and the whole body was hanging there as if it was hanging.

As for the broken limbs around the small building, the thick blood was even more dazzling. The blood gathered into a stream.

This is already a small building in the deepest part of Fengxue Town. Looking out, the scene is even more miserable and terrifying. The entire street is almost blocked by corpses. All kinds of dead bodies are spread all over the streets and the small buildings on both sides. The sea of ​​corpses and blood is surging on the ground. The entire Fengxue Town is like an 18th floor of purgatory.

However, at this time, as Lin Hao calculated, most of the trialists and most cultivators with insufficient strength have died in this battle for nearly an hour. Now, those who can still fight in Fengxue Town and compete for the small building may not be more than two thousand living people.

These two thousand people, whether they are trialists or guardians, are all with amazing combat power.

At this moment, a battlefield that Lin Hao saw should be on the roof of the 60th small building in Fengxue Town. A white-haired old man in a Taoist robe with a fairy-like scented Taoist bone was obviously a Taoist protector. He was holding a nearly bald whisk in his hand. His clothes were also torn and covered in blood, with other people's blood and his own. There was even a long sword that almost penetrated his chest on the back of the Taoist protector.

At this moment, there were no less than seven world generals around the white-haired Taoist protector, all of whom were staring at him and guarding against each other. But obviously, these seven people temporarily formed an alliance to deal with the white-haired old man together.

The old man with white hair was obviously protecting the small building under him. Among the small building, there was obviously a trialist who was protected by him, but at this time he also entered a desperate situation! "Do you want to help them?"

"Forget it, even if you can help them at this time, can you still help them in the trial tomorrow?"

"The fight in Fengxue Town does not necessarily have to be involved in it. You can also choose to leave before the fight, and even after the fight, you can also choose to retreat, but they did not retreat, so even if they die here, they are ready, right?"

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the confrontation on the roof. Not long after, in just half a cup of tea, the seven world generals who surrounded the white-haired old man suddenly sacrificed a string of Buddhist beads. The world general protector seemed to be a monk, wearing a monk's robe.

The monk took action, and the other six people were immediately unwilling to fall behind, and they all used their own great skills to kill the enemy at the white-haired old man! For a moment, spells appeared, and various magic weapons were flying in the sky, and the magic light drowned the small building.

Lin Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the white-haired old man surrounded by the magic lights. However, the white-haired old man sighed and muttered to himself. Lin Hao didn't pay attention to listening, but just looking at his lips squirming, he knew what he was saying: "The evils of killing are endless, and karma debts are accumulated. Why should you exchange your wealth and life for me to have a whole body of karma debts?

However, since I don’t know how to retreat, I can only fulfill your long-cherished wish!”

The next moment, the old man raised his hand and threw out the almost bald whisk in his hand, but did not use the whisk to defend against the enemy. Instead, he clasped his hands together and pinched his seals and made gestures. The next moment, the old man let out a roar: "Imperial!!"
Chapter completed!