The originally brightly colored portraits of ladies all had red blood flowing out of them.

The blood quickly transformed the faces of the ladies.

The beautiful ladies became ferocious in appearance.

The portrait on the wall suddenly blurred and turned into a wall of blood.

"It's almost time."

Xi Jiuye said.

This is what the Witch God reminded him.

"It's true."

Daomen Bingxin narrowed her eyes, and her beautiful phoenix eyes were a little more clear.

"You bastard, can you stop playing dumb riddles?"

Chi Huang was very anxious.

The situation in front of me is too incredible.

"The paint used to paint these ladies should be human blood."

Earlier, Daomen Bingxin felt something was wrong.

The mind master used paint and mind power to draw a portrait of a lady. This place is closed and has not changed for thousands of years.

Why did he suddenly transform into a red and pink skull during this period of time?

It seems that someone has tampered with the paint on these portraits of ladies.

Drawn with human blood, it does not fade and has spirituality.

But if resentment is incorporated, the situation is different.

This blood... was probably made after slaughtering living people, mixed with paint, and painted.

"Seal your five senses and six consciousnesses, and don't touch the blood."

After Taoist Bing Xin said this, the others did not dare to neglect and followed suit one after another.
Chapter completed!