Su Luo seemed to have not heard Huo Weixuan's words, and all his mind was attracted by a painting.

Because the content of this painting is Siming Mountain.

On the top of Siming Mountain, there is also a bronze hall, which stands tall above the mountains, as if overlooking the countless people at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a figure turned his back to everyone, raised his head slightly, looked at the top of the mountain, and a feeling of disdain and coldness emanated from him.

If these are the only ones, it is not enough to attract Su Luo's mind. What really attracts Su Luo's mind is that he seems to be able to see through a painting that there is a golden villain in the depths of the people's sea of ​​consciousness in the painting.

The little golden man was sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​consciousness of the person in the painting, his eyes were closed, and his whole body exuded a breath like a god.

Su Luo stared at the painting with his eyes tightly. Suddenly, his face changed and he subconsciously took a step back.

Little Golden Man!

Such a word suddenly popped up in his mind!

He suddenly realized that the golden villain in the sea of ​​consciousness in the painting was the little golden man in his mind?

Su Luo subconsciously wanted to speak, but before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt that the painting seemed to come alive, and a powerful suction force appeared, and his whole mind seemed to be about to be integrated into it.

He tried his best to suppress this feeling, but he could never do it.

At this time, Huo Weixuan, who was standing next to him, also noticed something wrong with Su Luo, hurried forward, reached out to pat Su Luo, trying to wake Su Luo up.

But his palm just fell on Su Luo's shoulders, and his face suddenly changed.

boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from Su Luo's body.

At this moment, Su Luo seemed to have completely changed. No, he could no longer be considered a person, but a god who was above him.

God’s grace is like the sea, God’s power is like prison!

At the same time, a powerful wave of air burst out from Su Luo's body and swept across the surroundings!

Huo Weixuan's face changed wildly. He felt death in this wave of air. Without any hesitation, all the true energy in his body burst out, forming one defense after another in front of him.

However, all this is in vain!

His defense was under this wave of air, as fragile as a piece of tissue paper, and was instantly defeated!

The waves of air hit his internal organs wantonly.

He flew out with blood spray and smashed heavily to the ground.

But Huo Weixuan seemed to be unable to feel the injuries on his body, staring at Su Luo with his eyes as if he had seen a ghost.

At this moment, he felt that Su Luo in front of him was particularly terrifying and terrifying.

At this moment, Su Luo was like a high god, with a vast divine power spreading out from him.

"call out!"

At this moment, Huo Lilong's figure rushed into the bamboo house from outside. When he saw Huo Weixuan blew blood and Su Luo with awesome momentum, Huo Lilong was stunned.

The next second, he strode towards Huo Weixuan and asked anxiously: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Huo Weixuan glanced at Huo Lilong, shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Go out quickly and block all the place for me. No one is allowed to take a step. Violators will be killed without mercy!"

"yes!"

Although Huo Lilong was very curious about what was going on, he knew the seriousness of the matter. Without any hesitation, he immediately turned around and walked outside.

Huo Weixuan ignored Huo Lilong, but stared at Su Luo with his eyes tightly and murmured to himself: "It seems that I'm right. Su Luo's background is absolutely unimaginable, even in the martial arts world, it is absolutely top-ranked. Otherwise, there would be no such terrible vigor."

"But what did he see in this painting? He actually changed so much that he could not stop me from just a wave of air..."

Huo Weixuan's heart was filled with storm, and he could not calm down.

These paintings were obtained by his ancestors over two hundred years. At that time, there were hundreds of paintings, but as time went by, only these paintings were left.

If he is fine, he will live in a bamboo house, hoping to understand the secrets in the painting.

But there was no gain.

But now Su Luo just took a look and actually caused so much vigilance.

It is conceivable that there are absolutely unimaginable secrets hidden in this painting.

But no matter how he looked at it, the painting was still a painting, without any change, and he could not detect any mystery.

At this moment, Su Luo had already woken up and his mind returned.

He was completely sure that the figure in the painting was himself. The most important thing was that there was an extremely pure power contained in the painting, which directly integrated into the body of the little golden man in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In addition, Xiao Jinren also gave him a little feedback and gave him a skill.

However, Su Luo had no intention of caring about any tricks now. The biggest doubt in his heart is who left this painting, which actually contained a pure power, which not only was connected to the Xiaojin Man, but also made the Xiaojin Man react.

Who left this?

How sure is the other party? He will definitely come to Hong Kong and Taiwan, and the Huo family.

Xiao Jinren, now when they come to these paintings, these things are entangled together, as if they have formed a strange chess game.

He is now a piece in this chess game.

Su Luo slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth, and his eyes fell on Huo Weixuan, who was bombarded out of the bamboo house by force.

He took out a pill and handed it to Huo Weixuan: "Mr. Huo, I'm sorry, I couldn't control it just now and hurt you. I hope you don't mind. This pill is the healing medicine I have refined. If you take it first, it will be very good for your injury."

Huo Weixuan took the pill, took it without any hesitation.

He was not worried that Su Luo would be unfavorable to him. The power that Su Luo burst out just now, if Su Luo really wanted to kill him, there was no need to say too much nonsense.

One move is enough to kill him, so why bother with this?

"boom!"

As the pill entered his body, Huo Weixuan immediately felt an extremely pure medicinal force burst out in his body. The internal organs that were originally damaged were wrapped in a pure force at this moment and began to repair.

"This...this medicine is at least 80% pill and 90% pill."

Huo Weixuan was shocked. He could not have thought that Su Luo would take out this top-quality pill.

It is probably difficult to find this kind of elixir if you look at Yan Huang, but Su Luo took it out casually, which completely means that this level of elixir is nothing to Su Luo.

What is Su Luo’s origin?

Huo Weixuan became more and more curious about Su Luo.

Su Luo took a deep breath, looked at Huo Weixuan and said, "Old Master Huo, I wonder if you can tell me where the Huo family got these paintings."
Chapter completed!