Zhang Zhifeng was also a little shocked. The golden skeleton was not necessarily weaker than himself when it came to real strength. After all, he could stand behind Yingyue Sect and shock a sect like Wangjiang Tower. But such a master was actually shocked by the restriction on the jade room, and his soul was scattered. It was really hard to understand...

Zhang Zhifeng murmured: "No, I don't want to kill him. I just want us to escape." A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "The world in the painting, the restriction on the jade house is very powerful, but I was also hit at first and didn't think it would endanger my life."

Yan Momo hesitated and said, "It's really not you who are plotting against him?"

Zhang Zhifeng was angry: "Why don't you believe me? I've tried the power of the ban, but it's not enough to make the soul scatter!"

Yan Momo was stunned for a moment, hugged Zhang Zhifeng's waist tightly, and cried loudly.

Zhang Zhifeng eased his voice: "I really don't, Momo! No matter what, he is your elder of the sect. I led him to hit the ban, just wanting to punish him slightly. Really. If I had known that the ban would be enough to make people shudder, I, no, if that were the case, I would have been lost before! There must be some special reason here." Zhang Zhifeng whispered in her ear.

"I know, I believe in you. But that senior is dead, he is dead after all, you don't know his status in our sect... This time, I'm afraid I will at least be forced out of the sect!" Yan Momo said tragically.

Zhang Zhifeng frowned: "Will it be that serious?" He knew that Yan Momo had grown up in Yingyue Sect since childhood. If she was forced out of the sect, she would immediately become a rootless duckweed. The loneliness in her heart can be imagined.

"Don't worry, I'm all there." Zhang Zhifeng comforted. He reached out to take a picture of the golden skeleton corpse dust, and handed it to Yan Momo with the one in his hand, "Put it in, there must be a major secret in this painting!"

Yan Momo nodded gently and placed two scrolls into the storage space.

"Let's go out!" Zhang Zhifeng said softly, and his majestic skills surged out, and in an instant, he disappeared from the spot with Yan Momo and returned along the way.

Shortly after the two left, they heard loud voices coming from the front. Soon, a large group of people came to Zhang Zhifeng and Yan Momo.

However, Yingyue Tiansheng brought all the Heavenly Saint masters, Holy Realm masters in Yingyue Sect, and a large group of core disciples.

Zhang Zhifeng narrowed his eyes and saw the sword-holding saint next to Yingyue Tiansheng, but it was the guardian here. When Zhang Zhifeng and the others entered, Yan Momo knocked him out.

Immediately, Zhang Zhifeng felt something bad in his heart. It seemed that misunderstandings were inevitable. Now he could only try his best to explain the truth.

Yingyue Tiansheng stared at Yan Momo fiercely and shouted first: "Why did you trespass into the forbidden area?"

Yan Momo looked at the master and apprentice with a cold face and was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Zhifeng blocked Yan Momo and said in a deep voice: "I was curious about it. What are you going to offend me?"

"Hmph, Master, the ancestor's natal soul stone has collapsed. It must be Yan Momo colluding with outsiders to kill him! Yan Momo betrayed the master and deceived the ancestor. He must capture her and question her, and then..." A woman jumped out from behind Yingyuetiansheng. This woman was not old, and her white long skirt also outlined her body a bit brilliantly. However, this woman's eagle-grown nose and her upside-down eyebrows were quite ferocious.

She is just a first-class expert. She pointed her finger at Yan Momo as soon as she appeared. It was obvious that there was a deep conflict between the two.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes, and he stared at the woman fiercely, which immediately made her whole body tremble and her face turned pale. Unconsciously and stopped what she said, she shrank behind Yingyue Tiansheng in fear.

Thinking about Zhang Zhifeng's will power, he almost defeated the mind of Bon Xiaoji, who had activated the God and Demon Reversal Decision and reached the realm of Heavenly Saints. Isn't it easy to deal with this first-class master?

However, although this woman was taken back by Zhang Zhifeng's aura, what she said made Yan Momo's delicate body shake and her expression even more sad. The eyes of the Yingyue Sect looking at Zhang Zhifeng and the others also changed a little.

Yingyue Tiansheng did not talk to Zhang Zhifeng, looked at Yan Momo again and said, "Why did you break into the forbidden area? Give me an explanation!"

"Master..." Yan Momo shook her head in pain, looked at the dearest master, and whispered in disbelief, "Master, don't you believe me either?"

"Enough!" Yingyue Tiansheng shouted, "Do you know how big this matter is for our sect? I just need you to give an explanation."

Yan Momo looked at Zhang Zhifeng, but saw Zhang Zhifeng glanced at Yingyue Sect members with a cold face without expression. She wiped her tears, sniffed, and said, "Feng appeared on the Evil Dragon River. It is an ordinary scroll, but it has not been rotten in the rocks for thousands of years. When I saw it, I felt that it was similar to the scroll of the old senior I had seen when I was young. In order to understand the secret, I came here with him."

"Speak on." Yingyue Tiansheng said.

"Let me say it." Zhang Zhifeng stretched out his hand to Yan Momo and signaled him to take out two scrolls. Zhang Zhifeng took the scroll and showed it to the practitioners of Yingyue Sect, and said before: "There is a small thousand world in the painting, and both paintings are windows that make people enter it. However, I, Momo, and that senior, have only studied the method of entering the mind, and cannot enter it all. The senior has been studying the scrolls for countless years to do something to find a place in the small thousand world in the painting and do something. And I helped him find that place, but when the senior fulfilled his wish, he was injured by the restriction of the small thousand world in the painting, and his soul was scattered!"

"All nonsense!" An old cultivator from Yingyue Sect stepped out. His cultivation was only in the early stage of the holy realm, but Zhang Zhifeng saw all Yingyue Sect masters, including several Tiansheng, who looked at him with great respect.

The cultivator waved his trembling hands and said tremblingly: "It's simply nonsense. What kind of broken painting will have a small world? Are there any similarities between these two paintings?"

Zhang Zhifeng cut his palm through a flash, and blood immediately overflowed. He painted the blood on the scroll and said, "Look, blood can enter the small world in the painting!"

The blood on the painting disappeared with a visible degree of naked eyes, and the practitioners of Yingyue Sect could not help but secretly amaze.

"If anyone of you wants to know, I can see you in the small world in painting!" Zhang Zhifeng said.

"Let me try." A Tiansheng master who had fought with Zhang Zhifeng stood up and nodded slightly to Zhang Zhifeng.

"Okay." Zhang Zhifeng waved his hand and sprinkled a pattern of green mountains and white clouds in the air, then spread the scroll to the Tiansheng, saying, "Looking at the scroll, I imagined that the scene in the painting was changing, changing it into the pattern I showed!"

The Tiansheng master nodded slightly and did as he said. In a flash, his eyes became empty.

After a while, the master of Tiansheng came to his senses in sweat, as if he was shaking a dream. He muttered: "There is really a small world."

"What?"

"Really?"

...

The practitioners of Yingyue Sect immediately started to whisper.

Zhang Zhifeng comforted Yan Momo, and a relaxed smile appeared on their faces.

"Can you let me try it too?" Yingyue Tiansheng said.

"Of course!" Zhang Zhifeng nodded and spread the scroll towards Yingyue Tiansheng.

"Master, I'll give it to you." Yan Momo picked up another scroll and handed it to Yingyue Tiansheng, and even looked at Zhang Zhifeng with a angrily look.

Zhang Zhifeng smiled.

Yingyue Tiansheng took the scroll, looked at Yan Momo with a smile, and then turned his gaze on the scroll.

After a moment, her eyes became hollow.

"No, this must be an evil technique. You are all fooled! Master, this must be the trick of Yan Momo's little bitch. Don't be fooled!" The woman behind Yingyuetiansheng suddenly screamed. She stretched out her hand and had suddenly snatched the scroll from Yingyuetiansheng's hand, and tore it a few times, instantly tearing the scroll to pieces!

"Stop!" Zhang Zhifeng widened his eyes and roared angrily. His body had already flashed, but what he had recaptured was just pieces of broken paper.

At this moment, Yingyue Tiansheng suddenly screamed "ah" and his eyes, which seemed empty and unsightly as his thoughts entered the world in the painting, were actually flowing out of dark blood. Then, Yingyue Tiansheng's whole body seemed to be hit by invisible force, making crackling sounds, and in an instant, the skeletons were shattered, falling to the ground, and they died!

"Master!" Yan Momo let out a heartbreaking cry, and suddenly pounced on Yingyue Tiansheng, and tears slid down like pearls with broken lines.

The woman who took the painting was first shocked by Zhang Zhifeng's roar, then was stunned by the death of Yingyue Tiansheng, and her face was completely filled with a look of despair.

"Ah!" Yan Momo cried loudly, and even Zhang Zhifeng, who had a soul-sensing response to her, felt his heart being tightened, twitching in pain and powerlessness.

Looking at Yan Momo's sad expression, Zhang Zhifeng felt even more heartbroken and couldn't help but lower his body to comfort him.

The cultivators of Yingyue Sect were also stunned by this incident, and everyone immediately surrounded Yingyue Tiansheng's body.

The woman with first-class cultivation level was running out in panic at this time. Yan Momo suddenly soared up, her body shook, and it was already blocked in front of her.

"You, you, junior sister, you..." The woman was so scared that her face turned pale, she was hesitant and could not speak.

Yan Momo murmured: "Master, but he has already hit the palm of his hand with all his strength!"

A bright moon shadow rose up, the moonlight poured out like water, and blood burst out in an instant.

That woman was just a top-class expert. How could she block Yan Momo's angry attack as a master of Tiansheng and die immediately!

"Master!" Yan Momo rushed to Yingyue Tiansheng, pushed everyone away, bent down and cried in sorrow. She looked up at Zhang Zhifeng and asked hopefully, "Save Master, Feng, you can save her!"
Chapter completed!