Chapter 827: Immersive

"Holy Master Zhi, you are waiting here, I will go in and have a look." Zhu Minglang said to Holy Master Zhi.
　　 When he arrived, Zhu Minglang saw that the eagle and Arhat had been broken and he was limping and fleeing away.
　　 Obviously the Eagle Arhat was seriously injured and it would be difficult to fight anymore.
　　 I'm still late.
　　 Zhu Minglang was extremely upset, but considering the importance of everyone's life, Zhu Minglang decided to break in and see what was going on, maybe everything could turn around.
Even if the Eagle Arhat fled away, it was not as easy as it seemed. There were dozens of colorful tails in the direction he was running. Those tails seemed to be flipping under the ocean tide, sometimes as high as a thousand-layered wave. It was shot high, and horribly hung over people's heads, sometimes sweeping wildly in this maze of flowers, making those poisonous flowers surging like waves!
The eagle arhat can be described as ups and downs, and finally jumped into the high air, and will be slapped back directly, and on the ground, the little snakes that looked harmless to humans and animals swarmed, and they did everything possible from the eagle and arhat. Take a bite or two of meat down.
The eagle and arhat's claws are great, and there is a layer of fighting spirit on his body, but in this dead door, his supernatural power seems to be infinitely suppressed, and no matter how powerful it is, it will be inexplicably submerged in the ocean of these branching snakes. .
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　　The branches and vines criss-cross, like an ancient and complex town street, the deeper you go, the less and less the shadow of the city becomes. On the contrary, it is like stepping into an ancient forest of flowers, inaccessible, but naturally forming a small world.
There are more and more snakes, and some can no longer be called snakes. Their colorful bodies are covered with clear scales, and their foreheads have protrusions like horns, and some even have strong front paws and hind limbs. .
　　 Mingming is a city in the capital of gods, but it seems that the years are long, surpassing the time and space where the capital of gods should have existed.
　　 The holy first Hua Chong and the red-eyed Arhat walked in front of an ancient tree entangled with branches and vines.
This ancient tree does not have a trunk or leaves. It is entirely composed of branches and vines, and those branches and vines are scattered like stars at the crown of the tree, spreading to the entire Huayuan City, as if the entire city of Huahaizhitian is covered by Originated here.
　　 Under the vine tree, a slender figure was sitting alone, with her hands in front of her, and in front of her there was a guqin woven from flowers, trees and rattan.
　　 An unpretentious raincoat, she just sat there like that, with her head slightly lowered, as if listening carefully to her own playing.
　　 "Your tricks can't escape my eyes!" The red-eyed Luohan said with a bit of disdain and indifference.
The world that the red-eyed Luohan sees is not colorful, he can only see three types of black, white and red, so these blinding methods do not have much effect on him, and the red he can see is The lifeblood of the flow of life is simply blood.
No matter how complicated this flower city is, it needs the support of life after all. Their weird combinations, weird changes, weird biting people, they all need a key thing to control...just like the blood vessels and blood in the human body, no matter how they go around. Can't do without the heart.
　　Here is the heart of Huazhen Lost City. The one who controls all of this is the woman in rain clothes under the vines.
　　 "Look up, let me see what your rebellious heresy looks like!" said the Holy Sovereign Hua Chong.
　　 The Yushang woman didn't seem to be able to hear her. She continued to play, but her strumming made no sound.
　　 Sheng Shou Hua Chong frowned, he glanced at the red-eyed Arhat beside him, and said coldly: "Take her!"
　　 The red-eyed Arhat walked forward. He wanted to see what the other party was doing, but the other party still didn't move. Even if the red-eyed Arhat had reached an attackable distance, she never reacted.
　　 The arrogance and arrogance of the other party made the red-eyed Luohan feel a little angry.
He drew closer and almost reached the woman’s face. He stretched out a palm with huge golden energy wrapped around it. When the red-eyed Arhat cuts towards the woman like a knife, the golden brilliance is like It's the rising sun on the horizon!
　　 "Hmm!!!"
　　 Jin Xu's palm slashed towards the woman's head, and the woman's head fell down.
　　 A very ordinary body, even equivalent to a mortal woman. There is no special place at all. The red-eyed Luohan couldn't believe it when she saw the woman's head fall.
　　 After a moment of sluggishness, the red-eyed Arhat saw the woman's body and clothes inexplicably transformed into strands of strange colored mist, dissolving in the surrounding air...
　　 is not a puppet, nor a shadow puppet. The woman seems to be a thin paper painting, just disappeared lightly, and the person fell into the water like a picture, turning into a dazzling ink shadow.
　　 "Painting a shadow???" Holy Sovereign Hua Chong said in astonishment.
　　 "Yes... this woman is fake."
　　 "No." The Holy Sovereign Hua Chong slowly turned his head and looked around. A kind of anger of being played rushed into his heart. He said angrily, "This city is also fake!!"
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　　 A ray of morning light fell, and the crystal water dew hung on the tip of the delicate flower branches. The clean water dew reflected the splendid color of life in this flowery city, reflecting thousands of flowers...
　　 However, all of this ~EbookFREE.me~ is slowly dissolving and dissipating with the advent of the morning light.
　　 is like the playful sunshine in front of the windowsill, dispelling the early morning dreams.
　　 All flower branches melted into colorful ink, all flowers scattered into ink dots, all eaves, walls, alleys and streets became outlines and lines...
　　 This is a painting.
　　 is so exquisite that even a dewdrop in the night reflects the colorful paintings around it.
　　 There are gossips and strange doors hidden in this painting, and the little snakes are drawn to life with terrifying aggression.
　　 The original appearance of Huazhen Lost City gradually faded away from the illusion and romance under the bleaching and dyeing of the sun, revealing mottled walls, shattered tiles, ruined walls, and grassy streets...
　　 A ruined ancient city that no one cares about. It is in the northern suburbs where no one cares about God. There is no one inhabited here at all. Some are just the little colored snakes...
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　　 Everyone wakes up like a dream, and their eyes are full of shock and horror.
　　 Are they in the painting? ?
　　 This "immersive experience" has made so many ascetic monks, gods and gods not aware of it!
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Not far away, among the bamboo forests of the mountains, there is a viewing pavilion where you can see the entire flower city. A woman who looks like an orchid stands quietly in the pavilion. The eaves of the pavilion in front of her and the pavilion pillars on both sides are just like squares. Her picture frame, the scene of this area is like a painting hanging in front of her, it is already unclear whether she is copying the real and delicate scene in the hanging painting, or adding an incredible stroke to the reality! ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????