When Liu Wuxie saw Jiang Yulang for the first time, he captured a familiar breath.

It wasn't very sure at first, so I didn't take it to heart.

When he saw the young monk wearing a coarse linen shirt, he finally knew where the breath of Jiang Yulang came from.

"No wonder you are at the end, because you are afraid of being discovered."

Liu Wuxie said secretly, his eyes retracted from the face of the man in a coarse linen shirt.

Because the next test target is this person.

As he stepped into the painting door, the man in the coarse cloth linen looked a little nervous.

In less than half a breath, a light purple luster swept out.

Although it is not as beautiful as Liu Wuxie's purple sky, it is much stronger than blue talent.

"It's purple talent again!"

Everyone was a little numb. One purple talent may not be able to be born for ten thousand years. In a painting technique, two purple talents appeared.

The senior executives of the Yuan family looked at each other and had a bad premonition.

This time, the painting technique attracted a relative, was somewhat beyond their expectations.

The appearance of blue talent has made them realize that they are very uneasy, and suddenly two purple talents emerge, whether it is a good or a bad thing.

Logically speaking, they should be happy if there is a purple talent.

"Who is that kid and why does he look so handsome?"

A man in a coarse cloth linen shirt walked out of the painting door, with no sadness or joy on his face, and no fluctuations were seen.

"I don't know you, I don't have any impression!"

The monks gathered around shook their heads.

The more this happens, the more curious everyone is about this man in a coarse linen shirt.

"I wonder what is the name of my brother?"

After the man in the coarse linen shirt walked to the right, the monks who had passed by before quickly surrounded him and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Caro Roe!"

The man in the coarse linen shirt was very polite and gave gifts to the people around him one by one.

He turned his head and happened to look at Jiang Yulang, then looked away.

"It's indeed a group!"

Liu Wuxie thought to himself, and finally he was sure that Jiang Yulang and Yu Zile were in the same group.

He is not sure why they are separated yet.

The test is coming to an end, and the last monk test is over, almost the same as Liu Wuxie guessed, and nearly one-third of the people were eliminated.

"Congratulations on your advancement. The second level of the soul painting test may be a bit dangerous. It is still time to withdraw. Once the soul painting appears, our Yuan family will not be responsible."

The manager in charge of the assessment said to the monk who was promoted.

The painting door assessment is not life-threatening.

But the next assessment may not be possible.

In theory, there is no danger.

but!

This is a painting technique to attract relatives.

Since it is a painting technique to attract relatives, there must be competition.

If you want to stand out, the best way is to kill those monks with greater potential so that they can surpass their opponents.

No one chose to quit!

"Now I will talk about the rules of soul painting. Everyone enters the painting and uses your soul power to paint. Whoever can get out of the painting will be promoted. Those who cannot get out of it will fail."

The manager who is responsible for the assessment will briefly explain the rules.

Anyone who has practiced painting skills basically knows this rule.

Yuan Fengshan strode out, took out a painting from his sleeve, and fluttered in the wind.

Strangely, this painting is actually transparent, with no mountains and rivers, trees and lakes on it, and no human figures and monsters, just a piece of white paper.

"Picture in the picture!"

There was a burst of exclamation around him, and this was actually a painting in the painting hand drawn by the Painting Saint.

It looks like a piece of white paper, and only by entering it can you know the true mystery of this painting.

"March of Gong, our opportunity has come. Enter the painting in the picture. Everyone united and used the soul of painting to kill Liu Wuxie."

A sharp murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the disciples of the Yu family.

"This is indeed our opportunity, but I suggest not to rush to take action. We are not the only ones who want to kill Liu Wuxie. Let others take action first, and we will reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Gong Jian said sinisterly.

Many monks in Giant Spirit City hated Liu Wuxie to the core and wished they could cut him into pieces.

"Yes, we can wait for them to take action first."

The disciple of the Yu family nodded, thinking that what Gong Jian said made sense.

"Liu Wuxie is a purple talent. It is difficult for our painting skills to surpass him. I am worried..."

The Chen family disciples looked worried.

In just one year, the three families sent so many masters to be killed quietly, which made them feel a little scared.

"The purple talent only means that he has high talent in painting, not that he has strong painting ability. As far as I know, Liu Wuxie does not understand painting skills."

Gong Jian said with a sneer.

The painting door tests talent, which does not mean that Liu Wuxie has excellent painting skills.

Practicing painting skills is not a matter of one day or one night. These people have studied painting skills since childhood and are absolutely first-class in painting skills.

Gong Jian's words played a role in stabilizing the morale of the army.

"Everyone enters the painting!"

Yuan Fengshan formed seals with both hands, and the painting in the painting suddenly cracked a gap.

The paintings in the paintings create their own space, and they are extremely huge inside, and even if they can accommodate tens of thousands of people, it is not a problem.

Thousands of people passing through entered the cracks one after another.

"Wuxie, be careful!"

Liu Wuxie was about to enter, and Elder Kong's voice sounded in his ears.

Nodded, his body disappeared from where he was.

He doesn't want to kill people, it doesn't mean he won't kill people.

Since painting skills may be for him, killing him upside down.

In less than half a moment, all the advanced monks on the martial arts performance were entered into the painting.

When all the monks enter it, the painting in the picture is closed.

When the paintings in the painting were closed, a strange scene appeared, and all the monks who entered appeared on the white paper.

Like shrinking little people, they are distributed everywhere.

This is the wonderful use of paintings in paintings. It is like a transparent vessel. After everyone enters, the outside world can clearly see everything inside.

Although it has been reduced, they can still clearly see their facial features and distinguish who is who.

It was like countless ants lying on white canvas, and the scene was extremely strange.

Liu Wuxie entered the crack and his body lightened. He found himself standing in a vast white space and time.

The surroundings are white, but there is no strong reflection, so you can clearly see everything around you.

This is the first time for him to paint with his soul.

Only by gaining recognition from paintings in pictures can you leave the paintings in pictures and advance to the next level.

"Liu Wuxie, die!"

Before everyone could react, several soul powers came straight to Liu Wuxie.

When everyone enters the painting in the picture, they can only move within a radius of one meter.

Although the body can only move within a radius of one foot, it does not hinder the impact of the soul.

The painting in the picture tests the soul painting, where the soul can freely shuttle.

The purpose of the several soul powers that rushed over was very simple. With the help of the power of the soul, Liu Wuxie was killed.
To be continued...