Chapter 136 It’s All Traps! Coming From the Tang Dynasty in the East

"What is a fighter jet carrying a nuclear bomb?"

"..."

Gong Niang asked in confusion, but she still executed Yang An's request immediately.

Under the three-fold increase, half of Yang An's mana was instantly drained, and the long arrow in his hand suddenly pulled out a brilliant tail flame of several meters.

Yang An couldn't explain to Gong Niang, and he pulled the bow like a full moon, aiming at the position in front of the big toad's tongue.

One arrow!

Swish——

The bowstring rebounded, and the long arrow instantly disappeared from Yang An's hand, hitting the target almost instantly, as if there was no time delay at all.

Before a large group of ghosts were about to approach the big toad's long tongue, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, as if it filled the whole world.

The brilliant light was like the sun coming down, suddenly blooming.

In an instant, countless demons and monsters approaching the toad's long tongue were turned into ashes under the cover of the light, and a huge gap appeared within a radius of 100 meters.

At this time, Yang An had already rushed to the front in the blink of an eye with the propeller transformed by the golden light, and rushed towards the tongue of the big toad when the light was about to dissipate.

But just as Yang An was about to land on the long tongue of the toad, a noisy buzzing sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

He looked sideways and saw a guy with several pairs of transparent long wings like cicada wings.

He had an ugly appearance, a slender body, and looked like a human, but more like a mosquito species.

And this guy was faster than him, almost instantly surpassing Yang An and rushing forward.

Yang An knew that besides himself, there might be other guys who could fly, and there really were.

Death!

The propeller dissipated for a while, turning into countless golden lights that directly twisted it into a bloody rain. Yang An's figure swooped down, and finally landed steadily in the soft long tongue, turning into a black shadow and rushing towards the mouth of the toad.

Because of the arrow he shot just now, a large area of ​​​​vacancies was blown out behind him, Yang An no longer had to worry about being caught up by these guys behind him.

But he did not slow down, and rushed quickly into the toad's mouth.

But when he stepped on the toad's long tongue and the eyeballs, as the pupils in the eyeballs contracted or expanded, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

Although he knew that the real entrance to the space was in the mouth of this big toad, it was very strange to run into it personally.

The two big eyes reflecting the blood-red sun and moon seemed to be slowly looking down, and a terrifying look was looking at Yang An, as if he was really staring at a mosquito.

Fortunately, Yang An was very fast. It only took two breaths to cross the long tongue and run to the mouth of the big toad.

This huge and ferocious mouth was like the entrance to a dark abyss, and he could only rush in with gritted teeth.

Along with the countless wailing and painful calls for help in his ears, the toad's big mouth was filled with a strong stench, which was enough to make people faint.

Yang An held his breath, struggled forward, and rushed into the darkness.

Invisibly, he seemed to have touched something, as if he had passed through a very thin film, and everything in front of him suddenly changed.

When Yang An came to his senses, all the breath and cries for help had disappeared, and even the air had become much fresher.

At this time, he had already appeared behind the stone plate of Yunzang Palace, standing in front of the entrance leading to the upper floor.

It's done!

Yang An happily walked upstairs. He finally broke through the difficulties, and the next step was to harvest.

I hope this place can help him find what he wants!

The Yunzang Palace Tower has a total of seven floors. When Yang An came to the second floor, he originally thought that it would be filled with various books, or elixirs and magic weapons.

But when he saw the real situation, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Empty? !

Didn't the owner say that before the Jueyun Sect was occupied by the demons, it didn't have time to take away the things inside the sect?

Or was it originally like this?

The second floor was very large, equivalent to a basketball court, but it was empty. Not to mention what Yang An wanted to see, there was not even a table or chair.

Except for a painting hanging on each of the four walls, there was not even a speck of dust on the ground.

Naturally, Yang An's eyes were attracted by the paintings hanging on the wall.

There was nothing but these paintings, which must be extraordinary.

The first painting showed a figure holding a sword, but this figure had six legs and was very strong.

The second painting showed nine monsters, which formed a circle and connected each other with blood.

The third painting showed a boat sailing in a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The fourth painting showed a monster with a dismembered body, but countless eyes grew on the monster's body.

No matter who came here and saw these paintings, they would be confused, and Yang An was no exception.

Fortunately, he was able to identify the true information of these paintings through his special ability. After just a casual glance, Yang An approached the first painting. After confirming that there was no danger, he gently placed his hand on the painting.

"【Sword Practice Picture (Fake)】: It was created by Zhang Huaqing, the elder of Jueyun Sect, using magic. It was arranged on the second floor of Yunzang Palace. It is one of the traps designed to protect the inheritance of Jueyun Sect. By infusing magic power, you can enter the world in the painting and obtain the inheritance.

Use cost: Once you enter the painting, your mind will be suppressed, your consciousness will be swallowed by the shadow in the painting, and your body will be forcibly occupied.

Status: Can be purified! "

After reading the content in the information box, Yang Yu was speechless.

This old guy named Zhang Huaqing is really an old man. Now that there are no people in the Jueyun Sect, he is still guarding against this move.

Fortunately, he could see the details of this thing directly.

Since there are four paintings here, it means that some are real and some are fake. Yang Yu decided to try them one by one to find the real painting.

After more than ten breaths, when Yang Yu tried all four paintings, the results surprised him.

All four paintings are fake!

It's all a trap!

Moreover, these paintings seem to grow out of the wall. They are completely integrated with the wall and cannot be removed at all.

Yang Yu was afraid that if he took it away by force, he would trigger some trap, so he simply ignored it and continued walking upstairs, quickly reaching the third floor.

As expected, the third floor was empty except for four paintings.

Yang Yu tried it again one after another, but the four paintings were still fake.

And these paintings, without exception, were all painted by Zhang Huaqing, the elder of the Jueyun Sect.

Yang Yu couldn't help but have a smile on her face, and walked upstairs again.

You can deceive others, but you can't deceive him.

The fourth floor...the fifth floor...the sixth floor...

Yang Yu walked all the way up and finally stopped in front of a picture on the sixth floor. He already had some kind of premonition in his heart.

The painting in front of me showed an old man wearing a coir raincoat fishing by the river. However, in the river, there were no human figures, and even countless flesh and blood limbs and internal organs could be seen.

He placed his hand gently on the painting.

"[Coirella Weng (True)]: It was created by Zhang Huaqing, the elder of the Jueyun Sect, using magic techniques. It was placed on the sixth floor of the Yunzang Palace. It is one of the traps designed to protect the inheritance of the Jueyun Sect; infused with magic power, that is You can enter the world in the painting and get inheritance.

Price of use: Entering the painting, you can't help yourself. If you fail to pass the test in the painting, your soul will turn into a body in the river.

Status: Can be purified! "

found it!

Looking at the painting in front of him, Yang Yu finally laughed happily. It was not until the sixth floor that he finally found the real portrait. If anyone else had come in here, they would have been tricked.

It has to be him!

"Let me see what secrets are hidden in this."

He conveniently used purification to eliminate the price, and then poured his own mana into the painting.

As he watched mana pour into the painting, the blood-red water in the river seemed to begin to surge, and dark red blood flowed out of the painting.

The blood first dripped like a trickle, flowing to the ground, and then suddenly turned into a raging wave, gushing out instantly.

Although Yang Yu was on guard, in the blink of an eye, the entire world had changed drastically.

The clouds are thick, and it seems like there will be lightning, thunder, and strong wind and rain at any time.

In front of him is an endless river. The sight of the river is simply mind-numbing. It is full of all kinds of broken bodies and flesh.

Bodies were crowded together all over the river, without even a single space.

The bloody smell emanating from so many corpses was so strong that it turned everything around them red.

In front of Yang Eucalyptus, on the riverside, there was an old man wearing a coir hat sitting, hunched over, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and a fish basket beside him.

He was throwing his fishing rod into the river, and there was a slender bone needle tied to the fishing line, but the river was full of corpses and the bone needle couldn't fall into the water at all.

But the old man seemed to be tireless and kept throwing the pole into the river again and again without any signs of discouragement.

Yang Yu stood quietly behind him, looking at him.

He did not sense any cultivation aura from this old man, just like ordinary people.

It occurred to me that this was just a false character in the painting and probably did not exist in real life.

It’s just that the magic book hidden in this painting, how can the inheritance of Jueyun Sect be obtained? He hasn't seen any clues yet.

After casting for a while, the old man seemed a little tired, and finally stopped what he was doing, took back the fishing line, and rubbed the bone needle on the fishing line.

As if after realizing it, he slowly turned his head to look at Yang Yu and looked up and down.

"Where did this little brother come from? Why is he silent?"

The coir raincoat covered the old man's face, and seemed to be covered with a fine veil. Yang Yu couldn't even see the old man's appearance.

Just judging from the fact that his hand holding the fishing rod was rough and as thin as dry wood, he was an old man, but his voice sounded much younger.

Yang Yu thought for a while and replied:

"I came from the Tang Dynasty in the East. I don't want to disturb the old man. May I ask if the old man is fishing here?"

"Eastern Tang Dynasty...?"

The old man thought about Yang Yu's words for a moment, and seemed to have no idea where the Eastern Tang Dynasty was. He just looked at Yang Yu curiously.

"Didn't the little brother come from Jueyun Sect?"

"Do you know Jueyun Sect?"

Yang Yu asked back, the people in this painting can actually know where the outside world is?

There are two more chapters to be posted tonight. I’m not very satisfied with the last chapter. I’m thinking about how to change it.