Chapter 1863

After fighting for a while, everyone's vitality was almost exhausted.

Chen Ping was standing in the corner, and his eyes fell on the wall of the Underworld Pagoda.

Because of the transpiration of blood here, murals appeared on those walls.

However, among these murals, it always feels like something is missing. What exactly is missing?

The moment Chen Ping looked at the mural, he seemed to be immersed in the mural.

In an instant, bursts of shouts of killing rang from Chen Ping's ears, and he seemed to have entered a battlefield.

On this battlefield, vitality is overflowing, and attack methods are diverse.

Corpses can be seen everywhere, and there are even countless heads suspended in the air.

Suddenly, Chen Ping's illusion Zang Tianhe involuntarily activated, and Chen Ping came back to his senses at this time.

Only then did he realize that the mural was not simple. He just took a look at it and sank deeply into it. If someone had shot at him just now, he might have succeeded immediately.

If it weren't for the magic technique Zang Tianhe to launch, I'm afraid I still won't be able to wake up.

But at this time, Chen Ping realized that he was worrying too much, because at this time Chen Ping found that everyone seemed to be trapped in the mural.

No one can escape that mural.

As long as the eyes fall on it, they will be attracted by this mural.

At this time, Chen Ping discovered that these people had more or less scars on their bodies.

Some people even fell down.

When he saw this scene, Chen Ping directly waved his vitality towards the crow in the distance.

And the crow, who had already been caught in the mural, suddenly came back to his senses at this time, his eyes were clear.

He just glanced at Chen Ping, then nodded slightly.

But at this moment, the prince of the gluttonous royal family, Young Master Guangchuan also opened his eyes.

As soon as he came back to his senses, there was a flash of sternness in his eyes, he suddenly turned to the ally he had just formed an alliance with temporarily, and then cleanly killed all the people around him.

But only now did he realize that both Chen Ping and the crow were looking at him.

When he saw that Chen Ping and the crow saw everything he did clearly, a murderous look immediately appeared on his face.

But in an instant, his face was full of smiles again.

"Unexpectedly, someone woke up before me!"

While talking, he looked at Chen Ping and the crow warily.

Chen Ping said indifferently: "It doesn't count, I just woke up!"

At this time, the others also began to slowly wake up.

It's just that they looked at those lying on the ground and injured people who were trapped in the murals, with a hideous expression on their faces.

Those lying on the ground already badly wounded soon became victims.

With their deaths, finally, the second floor of the Netherworld Tower was opened.

And when they all entered the second floor, they realized that the middle-aged man was on the second floor right now.

At this time, the middle-aged man changed his previous smile, he suddenly sighed, and said in a solemn tone: "I think you have also seen that what is depicted in the mural is exactly a scene in ancient times. A war between cultivators!"

"That was a war triggered by two prophets, you all feel the cruelty of that war!"

No one spoke to him, because no one knew that this kind-looking middle-aged man was actually a ruthless master.

No one wants to say a word wrong and end up dead.

The middle-aged man continued to speak slowly: "This second floor requires you to survive the war world in this mural. The longer you persist, the greater the chance of surviving!"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Chen Ping discovered that there was actually a huge mural on the top of the second floor.

Just the moment he saw this mural, Chen Ping raised his vigilance, and he still activated his own illusion, Zang Tianhe.

Only this time, Zang Tianhe didn't let Chen Ping wake up from the mural world directly.

He only felt a vague magic circle rising from under his feet, and then he entered the world of this mural.

But before entering, he clearly felt that the middle-aged man seemed to cast a glimmer of light on each of them the moment they all entered the mural.

Moreover, Chen Ping clearly felt that that faint light was actually extracting the vitality in his body.

Chen Ping immediately understood that the world of murals was probably just a magic circle of this middle-aged man.

And the reason why this middle-aged man sends people out to arrest people every year is probably related to his cultivation method. If the method for this middle-aged man to improve his cultivation level is to absorb the vitality of others, then he will arrest so many people. It's not surprising that people come in.

But at this time, Chen Ping had no chance to reveal the true face of this middle-aged man.

Because at this time, Chen Ping was already in the mural world.

And at this time, he is now wearing armor, holding a steel sword and shield in his hand, as if he is dressed like a soldier.

In front of him, there were countless soldiers in the same armor.

Chen Ping tried his best to mobilize the vitality in his body. Although he didn't have much vitality, he could mobilize part of it after all.

And these vitality are enough for Chen Ping to persist in this mural world for long enough.

At this time, Chen Ping's steel knife was covered with a layer of scarlet-white flames, and he directly entered the enemy's hinterland, slashing continuously with the steel knife in his hand.

Blood sprayed in front of his eyes, and every time the steel knife slashed, it could take away a person's life.

The scarlet-white flame is even more a murderous weapon.

Anyone who touches Chen Ping's steel knife will turn into a fireball in that instant.

As for Chen Ping, his eyes were covered with bright red at this time, as if he had lost himself in this boundless slaughter.

Suddenly, Chen Ping felt a chill in his heart.

Under this stimulation, Chen Ping's uncontrollable killing intent barely calmed down.

And that coldness is exactly the mermaid heart of the mermaid king.

Only then did Chen Ping come to his senses. He did not expect that the mermaid heart, which was already broken and integrated with the source of life, would actually play a role at this time.

If it weren't for this mermaid heart, he might be lost here forever.

But at this time, in Chen Ping's eyes, the so-called mural world also changed its appearance.

There is no armor on his body, in front of him, there are scarecrows like puppets one after another.

But the others are still killing with all their might.
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