Wang Yan and Pinghe were sucked into the ancient painting, as if they had entered a time-space tunnel. A strong sense of weightlessness filled their bodies, but for a moment, when they opened their eyes again, they had already changed places.
As far as his eyes go, there is a green mountain in front of him, which is incomparably majestic.
There are rivers, trees, and flowers in the distance, which are exactly the same as what Wang Yan saw on the picture outside, but more real.
"This... what place is this?"
Pinghe looked around at the scene with a shocked expression on his face.
"I think we should be in the painting now!"
Looking at everything in front of him, Wang Yan directly came to a conclusion.
"Ah? In the painting?"
Pinghe looked back at him, only to feel very incredible.
"Then... Master, what should we do now?"
Wang Yan looked into the distance, his eyes were deep, and he replied slowly.
"Let's do it by chance!"
However, he had just said these words, and Pinghe was suddenly stunned.
"Wait! I seem to sense the Jiaozhu again."
"Boom..."
In an instant, there was only a loud bang, as if the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was showing its might, deafening, suddenly shaking the mountain and standing unsteady.
A big mountain in the distance, at this moment, actually left the ground, as if it had life, soared up, and pressed in one direction.
The mountains are huge and the speed is extremely fast, which is inevitable.
"Boom rumble..."
The whole mountain is impartial, pressing down like the top of Mount Tai.
"There, go!"
Wang Yan's eyes were caught, and he was instantly aware of it. He pulled up Ping He next to him, jumped up, and flew away with lightning speed.
In the blink of an eye, I came to an open field, within a radius of several miles, no grass, all scorched earth and stones, and even a miasma.
The mountain that I saw just now is now being slammed on the back of a man, who is covered in golden light and directly holds up the mountain.
And not far in front of him, stood a golden-robed man.
"The little Laoshan Taoist also wants to compete with this seat. He is really a man's arm, and he is beyond his capacity. This seat will send you to the West now."
The golden-robed man held a vajra pestle, nearly three feet in length. A flamingo was hovering on it. The carving was lifelike. The front end was slightly thicker, which was also the part of the bird's head.
The man waved the vajra pestle, from top to bottom, and down, pressing down on the mountain on the Taoist's back, and immediately increased his strength to press down.
"Senior Brother Chen!"
At a glance, Wang Yan recognized the Taoist who was being held down by the mountain. This person was none other than Chen Xiu. At this moment, he was gnashing his teeth and sweating profusely, but his eyes were extremely firm and he was not willing to admit defeat.
After Wang Yan landed, he didn't care about peace, he jumped up, and the huge cultivation base burst out. With a push of his palms, the mountain was pushed away.
Freed from the bondage, Chen Xiu knelt down on one knee, gasping for breath.
"Senior Brother Chen, how are you? What about Senior Brother Chang Rui?"
Wang Yan quickly stepped forward to support him and asked with concern.
Looking at him, I saw that his body was covered with scars, his back and front chest were all severely injured, and his vitality was also very weak.
"It's okay! How did you get in?"
Chen Xiu calmed down a little and glanced at him.
"It's a long story, but it's more important to deal with the evildoer first!"
Wang Yan helped him up, and then turned his eyes to the front.
"Senior brother, be careful, this demon's morality is not low! Your brother Chang Rui has already been harmed by him. If you don't come, I'm afraid I will also have a good idea!"
Chen Xiu nodded and reminded at the same time.
"Okay! I said, how do you feel that someone broke into the picture, it turned out to be a bull-nosed Taoist priest, hum! You came just in time, and it will save you trouble when this seat cleans up all of you."
The golden-robed man stared at the two with gloomy eyes and shouted coldly.
"Hmph! Golden bat, when I see this immortal, I will capture it before I can!"
Wang Yan stepped forward, majestic, and shouted at the man. At the same time, he no longer concealed his strength, and a powerful coercion burst out.
"Benxian?"
Hearing these two words, Chen Xiu at the back was startled at first, and then he sensed the mighty power of Wang Yan, and he was almost breathless.
"Huh? Xian? You... You are Xian?"
After Wang Yan signed up for his account, the man in the golden robe realized that his name could be faked, but the strength he showed was really impossible to hide.
Unexpectedly, I met an immortal today.
"Bold evildoer, knowing this immortal, don't kneel down quickly."
Wang Yan shouted again, every word with the power of thunder.
"Hahahaha! What if you are an immortal? In this map of mountains and seas, this seat has the final say. This seat cares who you are, and you can kill it."
After the man in the golden robe finished speaking, he waved the vajra pestle in his hand, and directly moved two mountains, pressing them down on Wang Yan's head with a majestic momentum.
"Moving mountains? Don't think you're the only one!"
Seeing this, Wang Yan couldn't help but sneer, and directly used the supernatural power of pushing mountains and reclaiming the sea, trying to control the two mountains and counter-pressure the other side.
It's just that after the magic formula is finished, the practice method runs, but it has no effect.
The trajectory of the two mountains remained unchanged, and they pressed down viciously towards them, and his own supernatural powers lost their effectiveness.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Wang Yan frowned, but in desperation, he had no choice but to activate the huge vitality in his body, push his palms up, and directly overturn the two mountains that were pressing down. With a loud "bang", the two mountains collided together. .
The dirt and debris are flying, and it doesn't look illusory, it's very real.
"Junior brother, it's useless. Some of our supernatural powers can't be used here at all, otherwise I wouldn't suffer such a big loss."
As Chen Xiu spoke, he couldn't help but feel a little resentful in his heart.
"Humph! Everything in this map of mountains and seas will only follow the wishes of this seat, so what if you are an immortal? Since you have come in, don't even think about going out. This seat advises you not to waste your energy, and die obediently!"
The man in the golden robe looked very arrogant and burst out laughing.
After thinking about it, Wang Yan also understood.
Since the master passed on the remaining few supernatural powers to him, relying on the comprehension of human beings and immortals, and a solid foundation, in this period of time, there are several supernatural powers, and he has reached the proficiency stage.
Logically, there is no reason to lose utility.
Then the only possibility is the reason for this picture. He is now in this picture, not outside. What moves mountains and overturns the sea and masters the five thunders, these magical powers that use the power of nature to defend against the enemy, only have an effect on the outside, inside the picture are The other side of the world, naturally does not work.
From this point of view, we can only fight with him purely for cultivation and Taoism.
However, people can use supernatural powers to deal with them, but they are restricted everywhere. In fact, this is an unfair duel.
"The Guard is Here"
The so-called gods fight, mortals suffer, and Pinghe is also very wise to find a big stone, hide behind the boulder, and watch from a distance.
The feeling in his heart is very strong, it seems that his Jiaozhu should be on the body of this golden-robed man, and he must find a way to get it back.