Chapter 3962

"Thrush, you stand behind me, I'll deal with these ghosts!"

Ye Mo looks at the countless figures approaching around him. He also grabs the Fengling Zhushen gun with his big hand. He swings it suddenly. The spear bombards their bodies and retreats again and again. The cry of pain is also transmitted from their bodies.

However, those ghosts encounter Ye Mo's attack, as if nothing happened. After a few steps back, they continue to walk forward.

"What's going on?"

Ye Mo obviously felt that the strength of these ghosts was not very strong. However, after being attacked by him, the split wound actually emitted bursts of white smoke, and finally healed automatically.

This scene, let him slightly surprised, you know, his weapons, but half of the weapon, no matter how strong the defense, will be torn by his attack.

"Ye Mo, this picture of lonely souls contains the martial arts of the second patriarch of our painting clan. The solitary souls and wild ghosts depicted by him are strong in defense. No strong attack can break their defense."

Li Shumei's eyes flashed, and she saw a solitary soul fighting her. Her palm also turned out a scroll and sealed it directly: "with my current strength, I can only use pictures to seal them one by one. However, there seem to be other strong souls among them. The number is too much, so I can't seal it at all The seal. "

"Other strong? Did some strong men break into this area before

Ye Mo can't help saying.

"It should be. Almost no one can break into this important area of our painting clan. Unless our strength can reach the level of realm king, otherwise, we can only go through the barrier honestly."

Li said: "originally, there were less than 20 ghosts in the ghost map. Now, there are at least 100 people. If we can't cope with it, I'm afraid we will become one of them."

While talking, Li Shumei once again sealed a solitary soul. However, there were too many lonely souls in the hall. Even if ye Mo tried his best, he could only beat him back.

"Master, don't waste time. You can't escape by dragging like this. Open an exit and rush into the passage."

Said Xiao Qing.

"To open an exit, I'm afraid it's very difficult to do so with my current strength."

Ye Mo frowned. There are at least 1000 lonely souls in the hall. Although they move slowly, they are like a wall of respect. It is easy to push back, but it is very difficult to open an exit.

"Thrush, are you not a painter? Can you sketch the sea water? "

Ye Mo suddenly recollects, can't help saying.

"Yes!"

Said the thrush as she resisted.

"Then you can quickly sketch out the sea water. I'll open an exit and rush in with all my strength."

Ye Mo a gun sweeping, once again around the slowly approaching soul shock back.

Ouch, ouch!

Those lonely souls, not afraid of Ye Mo's attack, approached slowly again. In their eyes, ye Mo and Li's thrush are the prey in their eyes. They should bite them and turn them into the same existence as them.

Li's sketching has turned into a picture of a torrent sea. A large amount of sea water is also pounded out of the picture.

Ye Mo's face flashed and the spear waved fiercely. The sea water poured into the spear.

Red Emperor chop!

Ye Mo Meng drinks a sound, the long gun draws a trace of a great shore in the void, with the help of the strength of the sea water, he almost plays his own attack to the extreme. A huge sea dragon rushes out and blows out a large number of lonely souls in front of him, all of them fly out, and there is a gap in the moment.

"Go

Ye Mo pulls Li's thrush and rushes directly into the middle of the passage. The passage is dark. Only the end of the passage can transmit a little light.

"What a powerful attack."

Li Shumei exclaimed: "we can actually use the power of the sea water. This time, we enter the channel, and they should not be able to pursue us."

"Your painting family is really not simple. Wait a moment, there will not be another picture?"

Ye Mo took a deep breath and put the Fengling Zhushen gun away. He looked around and found that there were many pictures hanging on the wall. On each scroll, there were pictures of intention.

"Ye Mo, don't look at them. These paintings contain powerful artistic conception. If you look at them, you may be trapped in them and can't extricate themselves."

Li said immediately.

"Is it?"

Ye Mo withdrew his eyes and exclaimed, "what is the principle of these pictures? They are lifelike. When you look at the past, they seem to happen to you."

"This is the inborn ability of our painting clan. However, I have not reached this level. Otherwise, I can also draw a picture with artistic conception, killing people and being invisible."Li said.

"What is the innate ability of your painting clan?"

Ye Mo asked curiously.

"I heard from my father that I think the innate ability of our painting clan ranks 51st on the list of innate abilities. However, although there are strong and weak innate abilities, what is really powerful is not innate abilities, but the people who play them. They are also the same kind of innate abilities. Some martial artists can play them extremely powerful."

Li said: "in those days, the most gifted martial artist of our painting clan was the young clan leader who drew an immortal. Not only was the martial arts talent strong, but also the innate ability, all played to the extreme. Many of the pictures in this channel were her works."

"When your little clan chief married the young master of Wushen palace, he was mysteriously missing. At this time, I'm afraid there is something strange about it."

Ye Mo guessed.

"There is something strange. However, it has been so many years since the incident. Our painting clan has been destroyed. Only my sister and I are left. We can not find any waves. Let's go in. I can feel that the God's death map should be in front of us."

They said as they walked, they soon reached the entrance of the passage.

However, in front of them, it was a vast abyss. Looking down, it was boundless, as if it were the mouth of a giant beast, which could devour everything. The terrible oppression also fell from the sky. Anyone suspended in the sky would be crushed by this oppression and fall into the abyss.

"This is another picture, the abyss, painted by the third patriarch of our painting clan."

Li Shumei was surprised and said, "are we really going to find the God dead map, we need to go through three pictures?"

"Three pictures?"

Ye Mo was puzzled and said, "is it possible that there are three patriarchs in your painting clan?"

"It's true that our second patriarch painted a solitary soul, the third patriarch painted this abyss, and the first patriarch painted the dead water."

Li Shumei frowned and said, "it seems that it is not so easy for us to find God's death map."

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