Chapter 528 Consequences of Failure

The people in Zhulin obviously didn't realize that they were stepping into someone else's painting environment. They seemed to be hesitating, whether to do it when there was another person beside Nan Lingsha.

Zhu Minglang handled it differently.

How could he wait for others to make a move? He really had the guts to dare to mess with his own people, so he wanted to see who those people were without eyesight!

"In this painting forest, even if it is destroyed, it won't affect the college?" Zhu Minglang asked deliberately.

Nan Lingsha nodded.

Zhu Minglang geared up and jumped down from the high platform.

Walking towards those sneaky figures, Zhu Minglang's eyes slowly glowed red.

"Who are you?" Rinnai, a man wrapped in a turban asked.

There was a rat pattern on this person's turban, which exuded a bit of treacherous temperament, including this man's whole body was shrouded in a dark atmosphere.

I have to admit that their hidden abilities are quite high, and Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha didn't realize their existence when they first talked.

"Mouse Contempt Taoist Temple?" Zhu Minglang saw the other party's mouse pattern turban, and quickly recognized this faction.

"Since you know it's us, then don't hand over the results of your cultivation. Knowing our Taoist style, you shouldn't annoy us. Believe it or not, I will let my people slaughter all the students in this academy right now, girl All the students are sold to brothels!" said the dark man with the rat pattern turban.

"You have done this kind of thing a lot. It is so notorious. How did those who sit in Lichuan allow you to wander in this land?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Stop talking nonsense, while I'm still a little patient, hurry up and let that veiled bitch take out the fruit of cultivation..." the man with the mouse pattern turban pointed at Nan Lingsha on the high platform and said angrily.

Zhu Minglang frowned, and with a thought, a sharp cold front passed through the bamboo forest, like an inconspicuous icy wind blowing, but soon those tall bamboos were cut off in a neat cut.

"Hmph, to scare someone, just this skill..."

"Boss, your hand!"

The man in the mouse pattern turban looked down and found that his hand had disappeared at some point!

A complete palm fell to the ground, and the arm of the man with the rat pattern turban turned into a cut like a bamboo at the wrist, and it took a few seconds for blood to spurt out from the cut of the wrist.

"My hand! My hand!!"

Only now did the man in the rat-pattern turban scream in horror, and pain also covered his dark face.

"Be a good person in your next life." Zhu Minglang said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, a bright red sword flitted across the bamboo forest amazingly. There was no shadow of the sword, no sharpness of the sword, but the entire lush bamboo forest fell backwards, and the tough bamboo body was directly crushed to pieces! !

The air was overwhelming, and before these people from the Shumi Taoist Temple reacted, they were thrown into the air like grass by the invisible sword power. In the air, their bodies were continuously torn open, blood Splash!

Zhu Minglang didn't show any mercy, they despise Taoism, a group of bastards who are not even as good as the Devil's Cult, not to mention they dare to use the academy as a threat, which violated Zhu Minglang's bottom line!

The bamboo forest was in a mess, and the four people from the Shuji Taoist temple had only one wreckage left. The half-length man in the rat-pattern turban collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud. He stared at Zhu Minglang in pain, his whole body was dark like a Treacherous devil mouse!

"You messed with us...you will all be buried with us, our Taoist temple, our Taoist temple..." The man in the rat pattern turban died before he could utter his last cruel words.

These people also have the strength of kings, but facing the current Zhu Minglang, they are indeed like a group of rats, and they are easily trampled to death.

As for their Taoism, it is indeed an existence that many decent sects dare not easily provoke.

It's not how terrifying their strength is, but their means of revenge, insidious and vicious, as long as they can disgust people,

They will definitely spare no effort to do it. There was once a master-level person who was tortured by people who scorned the Taoist temple and committed suicide.

Zhu Minglang naturally knows about their "heroic deeds", but is Zhu Minglang easy to provoke?

...

After finishing the rubbish, Zhu Minglang returned to the high platform.

At this time, the swaying bamboos slowly melted away, turning into drops of thick ink.

The steps under the feet and the high towers and pavilions in front of them all strangely turned into delicate lines at this moment. The background rendered by the thick black ink and the color difference between shades and shades spread out like clouds and smoke, turning into a hazy ink. fog……

The ink mist dissipated, and Zhu Minglang heard the singing of birds, saw the crisp bamboo leaves, and the swaying bamboo shadows. Not far away, several male and female students were laughing and walking by. A giant dragon spread its wings and flew. The sound of falling water from the waterfall was also heard.

Zhu Minglang is like waking up from a dream. No matter how real the forest in the painting is, it lacks real vitality after all, but it is easy for people to ignore these details when they are in it, so that they completely lose themselves in the painting.

The bamboo forest is still lush and verdant, the gentle wind carries the fragrance of flowers, and the blood stains from the Taoist temple did not infect the peaceful bamboo forest at all.

Nan Lingsha crumpled the rice paper in front of her and threw it in the basket casually. You could see a little bit of blood red oozing from the thin rice paper, as bright as paint.

"This Shumi Taoist Temple was ordered by someone to wander around the college for some time," Nan Lingsha said.

"What is the fruit of cultivation, is it important?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Consolidate the king-level cultivation base."

"Have you broken through to the king level?" Zhu Minglang looked at Nan Lingsha in surprise.

"We haven't broken through this theory. Once the cultivation base has been accumulated, it will naturally reach the next level." Nan Lingsha said lightly.

"..."

Zhu Minglang remembered what Zhu Xuehen said to himself.

It seems that the ladies are really talented!

"What did Li Yunzi tell you about Jielongmen?" Nan Lingsha asked.

"She is also in the detection stage." Zhu Minglang roughly described some.

"Oh, so she didn't tell you..." Nan Lingsha's tone was cold and mocking.

"Tell me what?" Zhu Minglang asked in confusion.

"If Jielongmen is a test to the world, have you ever thought about the consequences of failure?" Nan Lingsha asked.

If the ascension of the soul fails, it may be completely destroyed.

What about the world's ascension failure?

"The world we live in will also be annihilated?" Zhu Minglang said in shock.

Nan Lingsha shook her head.

She took out a paintbrush, and randomly sketched stars, a bright moon, and the sun on a new piece of rice paper...

After a while, she said lightly: "The thing more terrifying than annihilation is the destruction and torture of the long years."