Your Majesty, the Empress is on the Battlefield Again!

  Chapter 140, Immortal Soul Beast (Add more chapters)

  The hanging position of the ancient painting is a bit high.

  Si Luo moved a table, stood on it and scratched it with a long sword pen.

  Well, this distance should be able to cut the painting rope with a wave of hand at the moment of take-off.

Slightly bending her knees, she jumped up abruptly, and successfully cut off the ropes tied on both sides of the ancient painting with her long sword, caught the painting at the moment it fell, and successfully put the painting in a safe place. Take it down.

   This painting was meant to be taken down and destroyed.

  Si Luo couldn't figure out why he was so cautious.

  Hey, maybe it's a pity mentality at work!

   It's all money!

   will draw the whole spread out.

  Si Luo's gaze fell on the ancient painting, he avoided those beautiful eyes with some reluctance, and slowly raised the long sword in his hand...

   "Roar one by one"

   Right at this moment, there was a low roar of beasts in the hall.

  Si Luo subconsciously looked up at the sound.

   I saw that in a dark corner not far from the main hall, a huge black shadow slowly formed.

  Under Si Luo's astonished gaze, the black shadow turned into a huge monster covered in black and gold totems.

This monster looks very much like the unicorn in ancient Chinese legends. Its green eyes, as big as copper bells, stared at the painting in her hand, and let out low growls of warning. He ran quickly in her direction.

  The ferocious appearance makes people shudder.

   From a distance, Si Luo could feel the threat from this ghost thing!

   Quickly collect the ancient paintings.

  Si Luo hurriedly retreated outside the palace, the space movement inside was limited, and it was difficult to avoid while running.

   This monster is too big.

Qiuqiu: "Master, although this kind of virtual beast soul is not a living beast, it is more difficult and troublesome than a living beast. Next, you have to be careful. I didn't expect such a thing to exist here. It is probably this painting. guardian beast!"

Si Luo's face was dark: "Qiaoqiu, I seriously doubt that you are cheating me. If I don't move that ancient painting, this **** thing won't come out, right? If I burp here, You are fully responsible!"

  Qiaoqiu: "Master, I'm sorry, it was due to the negligence of Qiuqiu, but this kind of thing shouldn't appear in this place, it's really strange..."

  Seeing that the monster is about to catch up.

  Slow's eyes suddenly turned red.

   "Qiaoqiu, stop worrying about these things, I order you to tell me now, immediately, and tell me what to do to eliminate it!"

  Qiuqiu: "Master, with your current strength, it is impossible to eliminate. You may have to enter the fog again. Only in this way can you get rid of it. Those white fogs will also affect it!"

  Si Luo heard the words, turned around without saying a word, and ran in the direction of the white mist, the wind was blowing under his feet.

  The bursting speed is definitely the fastest she has ever run.

  The image of that monster is too fierce and deterrent.

  She barely reached the monster's chest.

  Even if you think about it with your toes, you will definitely not be able to beat it. Only a fool will go head-to-head with that soul beast that has no body.

   That **** thing is immortal.

  She was covered in flesh and blood, and her shoulder was injured, just barely enough!

   Sure enough, the sound of the monster completely disappeared after being plunged into the white mist.

  The world in the white mist is like being in another space.

   At this moment, Si Luo noticed that the ancient painting in his hand suddenly became hot. He looked down and found a layer of golden light floating on the ancient painting, and the golden light tended to intensify.

  Si Luo was stunned by the brighter and brighter golden light on the painting.

  But soon, she found that the white mist around her gradually faded, and everything around her gradually became clear...

  PS: Every day when I see your messages of encouragement to me, I can’t help but feel nauseous: I love you ducks!

  (end of this chapter)