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Chapter 453 Who painted the monkey

Feng Buli was included in the painting world, and his divine thoughts swept over quickly, and he was shocked and angry, and a little comforted.

What was shocked and angry was that this was an almost formed painting world, and the basic elements were already possessed. Even the so-called spirits were not conscious, but the spirituality of living beings and a kind of law of heaven. For example, the soil, rivers and sunshine all have basic nutrients and can nurture life.

This kind of spirituality is the basis of creation and evolution. If it can undergo billions of years of self-evolution, it will be a real real world. The level of this realm is already very stable. To break it out is tantamount to breaking the power of void and passing through the three realms. He has not been able to catch the power of Qianyuan in the early stage.

The divine thoughts cannot be revealed in this world, and no situation outside can be recognized, which means that a person is alone and trapped in the prison of heaven and earth.

It is comforting that the painting world lacks many functions. For example, there was no powerful function of sucking people before, so he had to rely on sneak attacks and sniping to trap him in. Then there was no special effect on the enemy when he came in. The types of prison magic weapons that could seal, suppurate, burn, and squeeze into meat sauce did not exist.

This shows that when this painting world was first created, it was not for the purpose of using it against the enemy, but for the purpose of creating the world.

My heart is really big.

Perhaps the owner of this object can drive this world and use it as a magic weapon to refine him, but this is closely related to the master's strength. Ju Yunxiu's strength is not enough and he cannot be refined.

In other words, although he was locked up inside, he was very safe?

Feng Buli calmed down, but instead was not in a hurry, he walked slowly with his hands in his arms and observed this world.

The painting world is not yet perfect. The more you observe the subtlety, the more likely you are to find a way to break through.

He raised his head, looked at the scene of the sun and moon shining in the sky, pondered for a moment, and smiled.

The sun and the moon will not move. There are serious shortcomings in this world. Even the truth that can be seen by the naked eye has not been completely perfect. It can be seen that this is just a pseudo-Qianyuan treasure, not a real Qianyuan level.

Because the soul that evolved the spirit of this world was only stuck at the threshold of breaking through Qianyuan and did not reach Qianyuan. This is very critical and determines the upper limit of this world.

If this is the case, this world may not be as unbreakable as originally imagined. You only need to heal your injuries and recover from your peak, and you will have a chance to blow open this false sky and break out of the world.

Feng Buli sighed and sat cross-legged, about to start healing his wounds. A monkey's head suddenly poked out from the top of the red rock not far away.

Ghostly Monkey...mandrill!

"Squeak!" The mandrill quickly shot like lightning, and suddenly arrived at Feng Buli's face and scratched him headlessly.

"Damn!" Feng Buli subconsciously shook his body, and he had reached several feet away. He was about to fight back, but the monkey disappeared again in a flash.

What speed is this?

It was also a monkey who was only short of breaking Qianyuan with just one kick? He actually had the nature of a living... This is a monkey with IQ. Not only can he attack sneak attacks, but he can even go thousands of miles away without hitting a single attack!

Feng Buli was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke. He was stared at by this monkey in secret, so why would heal his wounds?

This painting world is serious in everything, why is there a monkey with such a bad taste?

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"This monkey is much smarter than when he faced me. At that time, it would only beat me hard, and I would not say anything. Anyway, it would come back to life in the painting world..."

Feng Buli couldn't see outside the painting world, but Qin Yi and the others could clearly see that there was another person on the scroll, fighting with monkeys.

Liusu said, "Brave again, you were obviously beaten more by this monkey at that time."

"nonsense."

"You've been beaten by a monkey."

"...Let's change the topic." Qin Yi sat on the ground: "I'm so tired."

I was so exhausted that I used the Dark Light Sword twice in a row in just over ten days. The last overdraft had just recovered, and I was sucked clean again. I felt that this time I left the Demon City, I had never used the Demon Sword I had planned to use regularly. Once the magic weapon was activated, it would reach the point where I had to use Dark Light.

Qingcha beside him was holding Li Qingjun in the coma, and Ju Yunxiu closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

Unlike Qin Yi who is already used to this overdrawing mode, this is the first time Li Qingjun is playing like this. The overdrawing power is still the soul power, and it is impossible for him to hold on.

Ju Yunxiu was also not easy. It can be said that the main combat power this time was Ju Yunxiu. Qin Yi and Li Qingjun drove the magic weapon beyond the level, and just used it. Ju Yunxiu was always operating, using sea water to disturb the environment, and controlling the hidden traces of the scroll, catching the opportunity to chase, cooperate with Liusu to swallow and surround it in one fell swoop, constantly controlling this treasure that surpassed her own level. He is still very tired now.

Originally, she should have tried refining Feng Buli at this moment, just like Ye Bieqing tried to refining her, but she didn't have much strength to do it. She had to rest, otherwise it would be nice not to refining it, not to mention refining it, it would be nice.

In the short confrontation, with the help of the boundary membrane design, the opponent could not even counterattack them. It was equivalent to the opponent never making any moves, but was just passively defending and being beaten. Such a big advantage made it look like they lost... Because Feng Buli's injury was not serious, they had no combat power...

The huge gap with Qianyuan is evident... Fortunately, I am trapped.

Just be trapped.

It would be even more troublesome if he was let go, and it would be said that there would be no peace.

But even though they are trapped now, it is not actually a solution, because they really can't kill Feng Buli, and they have to beware that he will break through the boundary at any time.

"What's going on?" Qin Yi asked Liusu with some pain: "This is carrying a time bomb. I don't know how long the monkey can harass him, it's not reliable."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the monkey disappearing in the scroll.

Feng Buli used some magic weapon to kill him.

Although he knew that this monkey was just a soul painting, he could still be reborn after being beaten to death by Qin Yi, and he could continue to harass Feng Buli in not long before long. But this also means that the effect this monkey can play on Feng Buli is still limited. Don’t expect to hurt him, and at most delay his recovery time.

Once he is restored to his peak strength by such a powerful person, the painting world may really not be able to trap him.

Liusu looked at the scroll and pondered: "I can only compete with him for time. As long as I can refine elixirs for me, once I recover my Qianyuan soul power, this stupid guy is no match for me."

"Alchemy..." Qin Yi looked around and looked at him: "I don't know if there is an alchemy furnace here..."

This is a tomb, and everyone is just at the entrance at this time. There is a straight passage in front of it, and there is a maze inside.

According to the previous stall owner, he had touched the place and there was probably no alchemy furnace.

Without a elixir furnace, it is almost impossible to refine the elixir used. This is really not the level of elixir that can be refined even with a clay pot.

Liusu said: "The so-called empty space that the stall owner must be far from touching. Because this is an independent space that can form a boundary film, the tomb owner's strength during his lifetime has obviously reached Qianyuan, so it is impossible to leave a few crooked melons and dates for him to touch. If I was not wrong, the guy just found the fake tomb chamber. If he went in, he might all die..."

Qin Yi thought it made sense. Such a powerful closed ability highlighted the extraordinary strength of the original owner of the tomb chamber. How could he be buried with the little bit of rags? The real tomb should not even be the one that the stall owner has the ability to crack.

Even the black jade token stayed in the fake tomb chamber was confusing. The corpse was carrying an identity card on it. When people who didn't know the inside story saw it, they thought it was the original owner's corpse. In fact, the real corpse was not there at all.

Looking at Feng Buli, who was sitting cross-legged on the scroll, Qin Yi didn't care about rest anymore, turned around and carried Li Qingjun on his back: "Let's go, go to the tomb first."

In the painting world, Feng Buli dealt with the monkey, and was just exclaiming himself and began to close his eyes to heal his wounds with peace of mind.

After only a few breaths of eyes closed, the alert suddenly appeared in my heart, and my body dodged far away again. When I turned around, I saw that the monkey was coming again...

"squeak!"
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