Chapter 1066

Su Luo didn't seem to hear Huo Weixuan's words. Now all his mind was attracted by one painting.

Because the content of this painting is Siming Mountain.

At the top of Siming Mountain, there is also a bronze hall, standing high above the mountains, which seems to overlook the people at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a figure with his back to the crowd raised his head slightly and looked to the top of the mountain. A sense of disdain and coldness came out of him.

If it is only these words, it is not enough to attract Suluo's mind. What really attracts Suluo's mind is that he seems to be able to see the deep sea of knowledge of the people in the painting through a painting. It seems that there is a golden little man.

Xiaojinren is sitting cross legged in the sea of knowledge of the man in the picture, his eyes closed, and his whole body exudes a spirit like atmosphere.

Sulo's eyes were fixed on the painting. Suddenly, his face changed and he stepped back subconsciously.

Little golden man!

Such a word suddenly appeared in his mind!

He suddenly found that the man in the painting knew the little golden man in the sea, wasn't it the little golden man in his mind?

Sulo subconsciously wanted to speak, but before he finished, he suddenly felt that the painting seemed to be alive, and there was a strong suction, his whole mind seemed to be integrated into it.

He tried his best to suppress this feeling, but he couldn't.

At this time, Huo Weixuan, who was standing beside him, also found something wrong with Suluo. He hurried forward and patted Suluo, trying to wake him up.

But as soon as his palm fell on solo's shoulder, his face suddenly changed.

Boom!

A breath of terror and vastness burst out of solo.

At the moment, solo seems to have completely changed a person. No, he is no longer a person, but a God.

God's grace is like sea, God's power is like prison!

At the same time, a powerful wave of air burst out from sulo's body and swept around!

Huo Weixuan's face changed wildly. He felt the death in this wave. He didn't have any hesitation. All the Qi on his body burst out, forming one defense after another in front of him.

However, all this is in vain!

His defense in this wave, fragile as a sheet of paper, was defeated in an instant!

The wind and waves ran into his internal organs wantonly.

His whole body flew out directly with blood and hit the ground heavily.

But Huo Weixuan didn't seem to feel the injury on his body. His eyes were fixed on Suluo, as if he had gone to hell.

At this moment, he felt in front of sulo extraordinarily terrible, extraordinarily terrible.

At the moment, Suluo is like a high God, and the mighty power diffuses from him.

"Whew!"

At this time, Huo Lilong's figure rushed into the bamboo house from the outside. When he saw Huo Weixuan and Suluo, he was stunned.

The next second, he strides to Huo Weixuan and asks in an urgent voice, "Dad, what's the matter with you? Are you ok?"

Huo Weixuan took a look at Huo Lilong, shook his head and said, "I'm ok. You go out quickly and block this place for me. No one is allowed to step into it. There's no amnesty for those who violate it!"

"Yes

Huo Lilong was very curious about what happened, but he knew the seriousness of the matter. Without any hesitation, he immediately turned and walked out.

Huo Weixuan didn't pay attention to Huo Lilong any more. Instead, he stared at Suluo and muttered to himself in a low voice: "it seems that I guess right. Suluo's origin is absolutely unimaginable, even in the martial arts world. Otherwise, there can be no such terrible prestige. "

"However, what did he see in the painting? It made him change so much. Even I couldn't stop him with just a wave of anger."

Huo Weixuan's heart set off a storm, how can not calm down.

These paintings were acquired by his ancestors in more than 200 years. At that time, there were hundreds of paintings, but as time went on, only these paintings were left.

If he had nothing to do, he would live in the bamboo house, hoping to understand the secret of the painting.

But there was no harvest.

But now sulo just looked at it, and it caused so much prestige.

It is conceivable that there is an unimaginable secret in this painting.

But no matter what he thought, painting was still painting, without any change, and he could not perceive any mystery.

At the moment, solo has come to his senses, and his mind is back again.

He has completely determined that the figure in the painting is himself. Most importantly, there is a pure and incomparable power in the painting, which directly integrates into the body of the little golden man in his sea of knowledge.In addition, xiaojinren also gave him a little feedback and gave him a skill.

However, now Suluo has no mind to deal with any unique skills. His biggest doubt now is who left the painting. There is a pure power in it, which is not only connected with xiaojinren, but also makes xiaojinren react.

Who left this.

How confident is the other party that he will come to RTHK and the Huo family.

Xiaojinren, now when we come to these paintings, these things are intertwined, as if forming a strange chess game.

He is now one of the pieces in this chess game.

Suluo slowly spits out a foul air from his mouth, and his eyes fall on Huo Weixuan who is blasted out of the bamboo house by force.

He took out a pill and handed it to Huo Weixuan: "Mr. Huo, I'm sorry, I just couldn't control it. I hurt you. I hope you don't mind. This pill is my refined healing medicine. Take it first, it's good for your injury."

Huo Weixuan took the pill and took it without hesitation.

He didn't worry that solo would be bad for him. The power of solo just now, if solo really wanted to kill him, he didn't need to talk too much nonsense.

One move is enough to kill him. Why do you do it again.

"Boom!"

When the pill came into the body, Huo Weixuan immediately felt a pure and extremely powerful force burst out in his body. At this moment, the organs that had been injured by the shock were wrapped up by a pure force and began to repair.

"This This medicine is at least 80% Dan, 90% Dan. "

Huo Weixuan was shocked. He didn't expect that Suluo would take out the best pill.

It's hard to find this kind of pill. Suluo took it out of hand, which means that this kind of pill is nothing to Suluo.

What's the origin of solo!

Huo Weixuan is more and more curious about Suluo.

Suluo took a deep breath, looked at Huo Weixuan and said, "master Huo, I don't know if you can tell me where the Huo family got these paintings from."