Chapter 299 Entering the painting

Chapter 299 Entering the painting

The space was isolated by an invisible force, and it seemed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could no longer penetrate into the imperial mausoleum.

The two nobles fell to the ground as if all their strength had been drained, and there was only fear in their eyes when they looked at Zhao Yushu.

The three Li clan members, the scholar and the young Taoist priest behind Prince Fu also wilted for a moment. It seemed that having Li blood alone was not enough, and the royal blood must be present.

But what was strange was that as the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map was pulled open, the wound on the little Taoist priest's face stopped bleeding quickly. It seemed that Assassin's ability could not break the blockade of the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map.

Only three people present were unaffected.

The prince stared at the picture intently, then suddenly jumped up as if he had made up his mind and slapped Zhao Yushu hard.

Now that Zhao Yushu has been severely injured by Ying Ling, even if he cannot kill him now, he must at least take the map back. Otherwise, if he really joins forces with Prince Fu, he will not be able to keep the throne, let alone his life.

"Hey, Prince, have you forgotten that I also have Li family blood?" Zhao Yushu gathered up a little strength and barely dodged the prince's palm. The sword energy drew a line on the palm of his hand, and a drop of blood slowly dripped onto the painting of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains.

The entire imperial mausoleum lost its color, leaving only black and white mountains and waters.

In the ancestral tomb of the Li family, in front of the so-called ancestors of the Li family, Zhao Yushu wanted to touch anyone from the Li family. He was stupid enough to know that he had no chance of success.

The gate was sealed by people sent by the shady old bastard Prince Fu. This old guy was ruthless and would always bet big when it came to gambling. He would go all in as soon as he got on the field. Even if I listened to him and knelt down, once that heroic spirit acknowledged that Prince Fu was the next leader of the Tang Dynasty, he would not hesitate to kill me.

If the game is not going your way and you are not a gambling god, the only thing you can do is...

Zhao Yushu flipped the table.

At the beginning, the emperor used this trick to seal the old man, but the old man created his own world at the last moment and pulled the three inner scenes and the emperor over.

Zhao Yushu decided to take a gamble and bet that the old man was not dead.

So I won’t die.

He didn't have the old man's ability to create his own world, so he couldn't pull everyone over, so he got up and started running before the ink completely swallowed him.

Zhao Yushu ran past each person, and then, in their horrified or angry eyes, he patted each of them, leaving a gradually expanding ink mark.

"My fellow men, let's meet in another world."

With a snap, the scroll closed and fell onto the bluestone slab.

A puzzled voice came from deep within the imperial mausoleum, and in the empty hall, only the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains lay there quietly.

General Wang's spear is not easy to deal with.

Judging from the grade alone, this spear is at least a top-grade Xuan-grade treasure. As General Wang has killed countless enemies on the battlefield and has been soaked in blood, it has already exuded a murderous aura that seems to have spiritual power. If it were to kill another inner realm, it would probably be able to advance to the Earth-grade.

The spear was like a dragon, and each strike had the power to split mountains and crack rocks. At this time, General Wang's condition was also very abnormal, his eyes were red, and several times he almost hit the messenger from the underworld who was wandering around.

The old eunuch had a serious look on his face. It was obvious that General Wang had used some secret method, which General Wang had never used in front of him. It seemed that it was a temporary and drastic increase in combat effectiveness at the cost of spiritual awareness. Even his almost unsolvable spiritual power vortex could not directly block General Wang's spear.

It would be fine if the opponent was only General Wang. This secret method would not last long. As long as he relied on his body movements to move around, even at the risk of getting injured, he would be able to pull through sooner or later.

But General Wang is not alone.

Wan Qiming pressed the ground with both hands, and the old eunuch immediately discovered that even the bluestone bricks that looked flat would become uneven somewhere when he stepped on them, which caused his dodging speed to drop sharply.

This was not because Wan Qiming changed the terrain, but it directly affected his perception.

General Wang's attacks were becoming more and more frantic. Prime Minister Di saw that the situation was not right and had already withdrawn all the officials and troops outside the military town. If they did not leave, if these inner guards got angry, the entire Tang Dynasty's court would be wiped out.

Several great masters of external scenes jointly set up a defense outside the military town. Now they have no idea who the four people inside belong to, so they can only wait and see.

The spear thrust forward, bringing up a wild bloody whirlwind; the spear head spun and pierced the old eunuch's chest.

The spear was forcibly stopped. The old eunuch held the spear shaft tightly with one hand. The spear tip was halfway into the flesh, and the spear shaft was covered in blood.

His other hand touched the forehead of the messenger from the underworld, and a slender steel sword pierced half an inch into his armpit from the side.

The messenger from the underworld was not bragging. Just give him a chance.

But it's still not enough.

The messenger from the underworld was sweating profusely. If he advanced a little further, he would have a 90% chance of stabbing the sword into the old eunuch's heart. No matter how powerful the eunuch was, he would surely die.

The old eunuch only needed to release spiritual power from his fingertips to be sure of blowing his head into pieces. Similarly, he had never heard of anyone who could survive without a head.

General Wang's eyes regained clarity, and he subconsciously wanted to thrust the spear forward a little further, but found that the spear did not move at all. A spiritual power was wrapped around the spear shaft, and even rose up, aiming at his heart like a poisonous snake.

"Wan Qiming!" General Wang shouted. Now the only one who had the chance to take action was Wan Qiming. However, General Wang did not ask him to take action. Instead, he told him not to act rashly. As long as he moved, the old eunuch might not die, but he and the messenger from the underworld would be dead.

The situation was at a stalemate for a while.

However, an irresistible force broke the deadlock.

Wan Qiming was the first to feel the changes in the imperial mausoleum, because several layers of his sealing barrier were torn apart in an instant.

However, whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, this power did not spread too far beyond the imperial mausoleum and did not turn the four inner scenes into ordinary people.

And if they all became ordinary people, General Wang, who held the military power, could order his men to directly capture the old eunuch, or even the two temporary allies, and then enter the imperial mausoleum to protect the king. Of course, who would be the king would also be decided by General Wang.

The premise is that he can survive.

It's a pity that the Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains Map didn't affect so far, it just made the people in the inner scene stop subconsciously.

This aura was too terrifying, so terrifying that it made the four of them feel a deep sense of powerlessness from the bottom of their hearts.

Anyone who faces this force will fall from the high clouds to the mortal world.

"A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains!" Everyone who was in the palace witnessed how A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains destroyed the four top internal scenes in one move, and no one wanted to face it.

"Wan Qiming, why don't you remove the seal!" the old eunuch shouted angrily.

Wan Qiming hesitated. The Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains was in the hands of the prince, and now it should be the prince who opened the map.

If the prince opens the map, then except for the prince and Prince Fu, no one else will be spared. The prince himself is a cultivator, and Prince Fu is just an ordinary person.

Wouldn't it be easy for the prince to capture Prince Fu?

But I am Prince Fu’s man!

If I let him go, and the Crown Prince brings Prince Fu out, will he come to settle the score with me first?

What if the prince can’t come out?

"Humph, I haven't received any orders. This is the mausoleum of Emperor Taizong. Your Highness has opened the map, which means victory is certain. We just need to wait, old dog, why are you in such a hurry?"

A confrontation arose again, but this time everyone's attention was focused on the imperial mausoleum.

What exactly happened inside?

Zhao Yushu slowly opened his eyes and saw a sea of ​​white.

This place seems somewhat familiar.

Zhao Yushu looked around and his pupils gradually dilated.

Kunlun Mountains!