Number of portraits? Han Xiao didn't expect this to be the case and was stunned.

Sometimes more and sometimes less? He didn't say anything. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that this phenomenon seemed to have brought him some inspiration, but he didn't catch it for the time being.

Two minutes later, he said to Wu Yao: "What you discovered was this, and it doesn't seem to be of much help."

Wu Yao ignored Han Xiao and belittled his contributions. He saw that Han Xiao seemed to be really informed and immediately became energetic.

"Stop being stubborn, it's your turn to say."

Han Xiao no longer felt enticing: "I found that these portraits can be accessed, and the portraits have their own space."

What?!

Wu Yao was a little shocked when he heard this. If it was true, it would be very strange.

"How to get in?" he immediately asked.

"Then tell me how you survived here?" Han Xiao asked back without answering.

Wu Yao hesitated: "There is a place outside that allows you to enter a special space. How to enter the portrait?"

"There will be a trace of strange mental power coming out of the portrait, and you can enter as long as you use your mental power to connect. Where is that special space outside?"

"It's about five meters above the tallest spire of the castle. Just jump up and you'll enter. What's the situation in the painting?"

"There are creatures in the painting, and they are alive. What is in the special space?"

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The two of them asked and answered each other, and squeezed a little at a time like squeezing toothpaste. After spending more than half an hour, they finally took out the information they knew.

As for whether it is true or not, no one can say whether it is hidden or not.

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"You said this painting can be entered?" Wu Yao stood in front of a portrait of a sand lizard, looking surprised.

Han Xiao looked familiar with the sand lizard, just like the one he had killed and the Pang brothers before.

After getting closer to the portrait, Wu Yao looked it carefully and found nothing special.

As for taking down the portrait, he had tried it like Han Xiao, so he naturally failed.

Finally, I closed my eyes, tried hard to concentrate, and tried my best to perceive Han Xiao's so-called strange mental power, but after holding it in for more than ten minutes, I didn't feel any hair.

"You won't fool me, are you?" Wu Yao looked at Han Xiao with a very distrustful look.

"It's really not a fool to you, it's easy to prove it." Han Xiao walked up and signaled Wu Yao to get out of the way.

He is sure now that Wu Yao really can't control his mental power and cannot enter the portrait.

Then he would not hesitate to demonstrate to Wu Yao, so that Wu Yao could understand that only he could enter the portrait.

What is the situation inside? You can fool it according to the situation. Wu Yao doesn't know anyway.

Wu Yao retreated aside and watched Han Xiao stand quietly in front of the portrait without any movement.

But I suddenly became a little depressed?

Suddenly, a flash of sight was revealed before his eyes, and Han Xiao disappeared out of thin air.

Wu Yao quickly raised the Chaos Dagger in his hand and protected him in front of him.

But then, his eyes suddenly widened, staring at the extra Han Xiao portrait on the portrait.

Did you really go in? Wu Yao really believed it.

I walked up and reached out to touch the surface of the portrait. I didn't find any difference from before, but Han Xiao's portrait was magically added.

The sand lizard in the portrait was originally just a separate painting, and with Han Xiaohou, it became like the sand lizard and Han Xiao were fighting.

A trace of inspiration flashed in Wu Yao's mind, a ruthless look appeared in his eyes, and the dagger in his hand suddenly poked at Han Xiao's portrait.

There was a dull sound, and the dagger was stabbed on the portrait, but it did not harm the portrait at all.

Wu Yao pulled down hard again, and the dagger rubbed against the surface of the portrait and slid out half a meter. The portrait was still intact.

What a pity, it would be great if he could kill Han Xiao directly on the painting. Even if he was trapped in these years, it would be worth it. Wu Yao took back the dagger in a depressed manner.

As soon as Han Xiao entered the painting, he was stared at by the sand lizard.

This is a bronze-grade sand lizard, which is not a threat to him. He accompanied the sand lizard for two minutes and left some time for Wu Yao to digest the situation before coming out of the portrait.

I don’t know that Wu Yao had evil intentions towards his portrait.

He didn't try to kill the sand lizard, it was useless and could not be killed at all.

After he had entered the portraits of Gao Shuai and several other people, he also picked up portraits of two creatures and went in.

Although they can fight with the creatures in the portrait, these creatures cannot die and hit the vital points, and cannot cause wounds, and no blood flows out. They are useless and useless.

"How is it, I'm very honest." Han Xiao said to Wu Yao.

Wu Yao nodded: "What's the specific situation inside?"

Han Xiao did not answer, but said, "It's time for me to go to the special space you mentioned to take a look."

Wu Yao thought about it, but did not refuse, turned around and walked towards the gate.

The castle can also reach the highest spire. If you have to go back and forth for a long time, it is better to go around from outside to the bottom of the tower and climb up.

More than ten minutes later, the two stood at the top of the spire.

The entire castle around and the strange areas outside were all visible, but I couldn't see clearly in the distance. No wonder Wu Yao didn't realize that the castle was already in the desert.

Wu Yao was about to jump up but was stopped by Han Xiao.

"I'll do it first."

He was not worried about danger inside, because he could ask Wu Yao to go in first. If Wu Yao didn't dare to enter, he would reveal the situation on the spot.

He was worried that Wu Yao would prepare to trick him into the trap first, so he would be better off getting ahead of him.

He stomped his feet on the spire and jumped up.

When I jumped to about five meters, I felt a flash in front of me, and it turned dark.

Only his flaming flames illuminate him.

My body was still in a state of weightlessness, paused in the air, and fell down.

However, it was not high from the ground. It fell less than half a meter and hit the ground. Its feet sank slightly downwards, and a few clicks were heard.

Han Xiao looked down and was shocked.

His place was actually a piece of bone!

Wu Yao refused to tell him the specific situation inside, so he must have wanted to scare him.

Most of the bones were burned by his protective flames and gradually turned into ashes.

A small number of them remained in place and were not burned by the flames.

Han Xiao took advantage of the light and looked into the distance, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The bones are everywhere, and I don’t know how thick they are, and there are all kinds of skeletons, which look like they are the bones of psychic creatures.

I'm afraid this is not a trap of beasts?

The smell was also very unfriendly, and a rotten stinking came to his nose, making Han Xiao feel a little disgusted and immediately held his breath.

Suddenly, a human-shaped light ball appeared in the distance next to it, and Wu Yao, wearing spiritual armor, also came in.

The location where you come in here is not fixed every time, it is scattered on the edge of the bone layer. As long as you cross the edge, it will appear above the castle spire.

"Occasionally, there will be one or two corpses of psychic creatures here, which can be used to fill the belly, but for some reason, it rots very quickly, so the smell here is not very good." Wu Yao walked over with the bones and explained to Han Xiao.

Han Xiao didn't know that Wu Yao was different from him and other people who had become portraits. After entering the castle gate, he somehow appeared in this place.

Fortunately, he had the opportunity to discover food and persist until now.

However, because the corpses of psychic creatures rot very quickly and are very rare, he often eats stenchy rotten meat.
Chapter completed!