As for Agu and Plantation Nu, they obviously did not notice this faint red light flashing. Instead, they tried hard to spread one by one, and the half-planted witch, like a dreamy mushroom, worked hard to move forward.

Especially when these witches started, they were gently pushed by Agu and Plantation Slave. A lot of the mushroom-shaped colorful fluorescent lights on their bodies would be scattered into the air, which was dazzling and beautiful.

But these witches who flashed with residual fluorescent light did not block Agu and the others' footsteps, but they could stand in front of three murals in a short while.

When they were patrolling the Demon Soul Cave before, because they were still far from the entrance of the cave, they could only see the three murals.

Then he got closer and found that the three murals were lifelike, not only when they were cut by swords and chisels, but they were as breathtaking as heavenly craftsmanship.

However, Agu and Plantation Nu were obviously unwilling to appreciate how great the carvings of these three murals were. Instead, they got closer and found that there were indeed three proverbs under the three murals, and did not seem to see more special features.

This made him look at the plantation slave impatiently and said, "Didn't you say there is any secret in this painting? What did you see?"

The planter obviously didn't see anything at all, so he had to shrink his neck and smile and said, "Grandpa, you are wise and powerful, and you are unparalleled in wisdom. If you don't see anything, I'm afraid I won't see anything even more."

The Planter slave said something that made Agu choked. He finally realized it at this moment. He and the Planter slave were just two big and rough things, so how could they do such a meticulous job?

I couldn't help but secretly regret it. Should Qian Yunsheng be rescued?

But no matter what he thought, he would never have to put a face in front of the planter slaves.

Therefore, he could only continue to look at the mural with his neck stubbornly, while thinking about how to step down and leave this difficult thing to Qian Yunsheng to break.

But what he didn't notice was that just as the two of them looked up and continued to watch the murals, there were some minor changes on the three murals.

I saw that a rainbow that was supposed to be across the sky quietly disappeared on a mural on the left. While the colorful light gradually faded, it quietly turned into a six-colored appearance.

As for the mural on the right, the golden dragon under the immortal's crotch also lacked two horns. The Nanming Lihuo spit out from the bright and bright golden dragon's mouth seemed to be missing a cluster.

As for the mural in the middle, the thousands of demons who were originally crawling under the demeanor witch like Guanyin, it seemed that they were quietly climbing up the calves of the demeanor witch.

But these changes are so subtle that it is impossible for the witch who guards these murals all year round to discover clues.

Therefore, just as Agu was still struggling whether to ask Qian Yunsheng for help, he stared at the mural suspiciously and looked left and right.

Suddenly, the triangular star-like light on the top of the cave flashed faintly again.

This time, after the star light flashed again, it not only did not disappear like the last time.

Instead, it was like opening his mouth slightly, with red light flashing, like a silent spell, and like a whisper.

But the low moan was silent, and Agu was even more aware of nothing. Instead, the planter slave standing behind Agu condensed.

I saw that he felt as if he heard something awesome. His eyes slowly widened and gradually raised outwards. While his hands gradually tightened, his expression became even more ferocious.

At this moment, the flashing red light on the dome became more and more rapid. The silent sound fell into the ears of the planter slaves, as if it was a melodious burial song.

Not only did a dark and blue dark energy in his body slowly forming.

What's even more terrifying is that the planter felt as if he was trapped in a dream full of mud and depression, and countless pieces of information that he shouldn't have were intertwined.

At this time, the plantation slave felt that he was like a great monk holding a sword to kill the sky, and he could not say that he could cross the mountains and rivers with his hands. Standing in the sky and facing the gods and Buddhas in the sky, he dared to hold his sword and stand proudly without falling behind.

After a while, he felt that he was the great devil who had broken the Nine Abyss, with a bright armor surrounding the terrifying power. His face was covered with a huge, terrifying hideous mask, and a terrifying cold light flashed.

He held the axe that cut the sky in his hand, and it seemed that with a light swing, he could easily cut out deep ditches like natural trenches by him.

He even felt that he was soaring in the sky with the nine main cities of the spirit clan. All of these nine main cities were built with the most luxurious, luxurious, complex spiritual materials and skilled craftsmen of the spirit clan.

Each main city almost represents one of the highest and most outstanding achievements of the Spirit Clan, let alone the nine main cities gathered together. It was like a towering mountain, trampled by him.

At this moment, the planter even felt that he was the master of the spiritual people. He flew to the most sacred and highest place of the spiritual people, overlooking the pure mountains, clouds, and starry sky, and even had the urge to integrate into the world.

But the next moment, all consciousnesses suddenly mixed together, as if they were the most violent drug, instantly destroying everything in the original consciousness of the planter slave.

Therefore, when his eyes suddenly opened, there were strands of black silk in his eyes, which arose and then fade away.

The next moment, he seemed to be nothing. He smiled slightly with his dark yellow teeth, pretended to be extremely surprised, and pointed to a mural on it in a fuss and said:

"Master...Grandpa...Look at what that is?"

"Um?"

Seeing that the planter's expression was exaggerated, Agu hurriedly looked at his finger.

It can be seen that the middle of the eyebrows of the witch who looks like the demeanor of the Guanyin seems to be a little different on the mural at the center of the mural.

This discovery made Agu frown. Although his body is just a bad demon now, it did not prevent him from pulling the planter slaves into the air with the help of external objects.

This time, after their eyes were level with the witch of demeanor, they finally discovered that the witch of demeanor was not a dead object, but was like a gentle wave.

And not only that, the eyes of this witch of demeanor seemed to have some terrifying light. Even if her heart was as firm as Agu, she had the urge to worship her.

However, just as Agu was in a state of excitement, the planter slave seemed to be there, pretending to be mysterious and shouted quietly: "Is this forehead a certain point, is it possible? Is the answer?"

The planter slave's words made Agu feel happy. He took a deep breath and suppressed his discomfort, and tried his best to look at the forehead of the witch of demeanor.

It was obvious that the witch's eyebrows seemed to have opened a strange eye. The suffocation, darkness and chaos in his eyes did not make Agu feel uncomfortable, but instead gave him an extremely comfortable feeling.

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