The mouth was infinitely cracked toward both sides, and the corners of a pair of eyes were hanging down toward the bottom.

"My friend, do you still remember me? I gave you 100,000 inheritance of the Fox Clan. How much have you learned now?"

"Why don't you say that you voluntarily give up passing the level, I can think of you and I having a relationship with you and I and the love that I gave you to the inheritance, helping you to escape from this world and escape from the ten levels of creation. Of course, the price is for those you left in the trial wasteland realm to become slaves of the deity forever..." Before the Qinghu Tianzun finished speaking, several voices came like ghosts.

"You can't get through the ten levels of creation..." "You can't get the inheritance of my Tianzong Immortal Ancestor..." "Even if you can't get out of this painting world for the rest of your life!!"

"Hahahaha, as the endless years come, there are many monks like you who are greedy and want to obtain the inheritance of our Tianzong. From then on, they are trapped in this painting world and will never leave forever..." "The painting world is a realm cage used to imprison you and others!"

"When you come in, you will never be able to go out again!"

"My friend, what are you thinking about me?"

A series of sounds were like spider webs in front of Lin Hao's eyes, intertwined in his mind, like ghosts and demonic words... Lin Hao looked at the ten faces that kept flashing in front of his eyes. At this moment, his heart seemed to stop beating, and a suffocation feeling as if facing death spread throughout his body.

However, just as he was about to faint completely by the depression brought by these ten faces, suddenly another voice sounded deep in his mind.

"Lin Hao, save me..." In an instant! The ten faces and endless darkness in front of me instantly turned into an isolated island in the universe, or a continent carried by a turtle.

Compared to when he dreamed of it, there seemed to have a few more cracks on the continent, as if it was on the verge of collapse.

"Lin Hao, if you bring me into this world, just leave me here and ignore me? You are so cruel..." "Feiyan?"

Lin Hao immediately looked at the isolated island continent. This time, it was not only Gu Xiyan who was calling him, but also Nangong Feiyan's voice. She was blaming him and brought her to the Tianlong Continent, and then she was fascinated by the loss of the Southern Region and disappeared, and they left and did not meet... "Where are you?"

Lin Hao stared at the isolated island in the universe, and just muttered to himself, suddenly, the scene in front of him changed again! The dark and deep universe turned into a vast lake, and at this moment, he seemed to be standing on an island in the middle of the lake. No, this is... the Tengling Holy Lake where the Tengling tribe is located?

Lin Hao subconsciously looked around and suddenly realized that someone was not far away. He hurriedly looked over and saw a figure slowly dedicating himself to nothingness, just like a living person walking out of the painting, wearing a tassel palace skirt, beautiful like a person in the painting! However, at this moment, the fairy in the painting, which made him extremely familiar, looked at him with a cold face, without any warm feelings in his eyes, and some were just cold and strange.

"Who are you?

Are you, are you Lin Hao who killed me?

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Lin Hao was stunned, and his heart felt like he was clenched hard again. Even this time, even his neck seemed to be pinched by something, and he could not breathe out in his throat! Because he suddenly remembered that the immortal in the painting was not only wiped out the memory by the demon girl of the Huangzong, but also modified the memory by the demon girl. If he could not return her memory to its original position before the immortal in the painting woke up, then the immortal in the painting would regard him as an enemy for a lifetime and never stop dead! "Xian'er, listen to me, your memory..." Lin Hao hurriedly raised his hand to block the immortal in the painting suddenly sacrificed the Four Spirit Treasures of the Heavenly Heaven and attacked him. However, the moment this magical power touched his arm, suddenly, a faint light flashed in front of his eyes, and the immortal in the painting disappeared.

Instead, it is a dark scene.

"Baili Ruolan, I hope to exchange for the revival of the soul and the overturn of the great way at the price of the beloved awakening and reincarnation..." That was a woman, a very beautiful woman, kneeling on the edge of a magic platform, with deep obsession, requesting to revive her beloved at the price of herself.

But... "What kind of virtue is Lin Hao? How can I win you so much love?"

Lin Hao trembled with his hands and reached out to touch the beautiful woman's face, trying to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

However, the palm of my hand had just touched the tears and felt a little wet and heat. The sad face suddenly turned into a black fog, a black fog like a vortex! In the black fog, there seemed to be a pair of things like eyes, looking at him steadily.

"Oh, it turns out that it is you, who inherited the will of the Heavenly Dao of the Starry Sky and Sky Sect's trial of the wasteland, and came to this painting world again, trying to pass the ten levels of creation, get the fortune of the Immortal Ancestor of the Heavenly Sect, and become the new generation of Immortal Ancestor of the Heavenly Sect?"

"Who are you?"

Lin Hao hurriedly came to his senses and squinted his eyes at the existence like black fog.

The eyes in the black fog also narrowed slightly and laughed haha: "Who am I?"

"I am the real master of the real world who is ordered to guard this painting world, seal this painting world, and kill all those who attempt to leave this world!"

"I didn't expect that for countless years, I have seen many people who came from outside to leave this world and continued to pass the tenth level of creation. But you are still the first to inherit the will of the Wasteland Heavenly Way. No wonder that such things will suddenly begin to recover before Jiazi hundred years..." "It seems that a hundred years ago in this world, you must have just stepped into the tenth level of creation in the outside world. It was you who triggered the awakening of that thing, and it made it anxious to be born... Haha, it's a pity that your identity as the will of the Wasteland Heavenly Way can confuse it, but it can't confuse me."

"It thought you were the old man who knew how to draw, the person waiting for this era, but I knew that you were not qualified to control it at all!!"

"You should stay in this painting world forever..." "Oh, by the way, I have prepared a big gift for you. I believe that you will meet that big gift in a short time!"

"Hahaha..." The black fog burst out loud, the laughter became smaller and smaller, and the black fog slowly dissipated.
Chapter completed!