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Zhang Yuanqing suddenly opened his eyes, his back soaked in a layer of cold sweat.

Xiao Yuan, who had been paying attention to her sweetheart, immediately asked, "What did you see?"

Zhang Yuanqing said in a low voice, "Wiped out, the dragon wiped us out."

He roughly described the scene he saw in the Star Gazing Technique and the changes in the stars.

Like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, the four people's expressions stiffened, and the joy and sense of security they had gained from Linmu disappeared.

"Now it's not night, and there's no starry sky. I only see fragments, so I can't be accurate to the details, and I can't see more of the fate trajectory, so it's difficult to make targeted deployments." Zhang Yuanqing's expression was solemn.

The reason why Ling Tuo was able to manipulate fate with all living beings as chess pieces was because he could see many future directions and many details, which was equivalent to knowing the script in advance.

The low-level Star Officials see the trailer.

There's no need to say how fake the trailer is.

If you deploy troops according to the content in the trailer, you will be played to death by fate instead.

Therefore, apart from knowing that the team will be wiped out, Zhang Yuanqing could not give any targeted deployment.

"It's okay, the role of the Star Gazing Technique has been achieved!" Huang Taiji comforted with a serious face, "If we rashly seize the dragon's eyes now, we will really be wiped out."

He gently pushed the display cabinet next to him, changing the direction of the boat, and drifting towards the terracotta mask.

The boat stopped in front of the terracotta mask's display cabinet, and Huang Taiji lowered his head and asked:

"How should we pass the Dragon Breath Test?"

He had already figured out the mechanism of the dungeon. He didn't need to use his brain for most things. He could get the answer by asking the terracotta mask.

——Even so, the dungeon is already hell-level difficulty.

The terracotta mask in the image of a kind old man said with a smile, "Persuade people with virtue."

What the hell is "persuade people with virtue"!! Zhang Yuanqing almost cursed.

Even the steady Huang Taiji twitched the corners of his mouth a few times. He knew this was a lie, so he asked again.

"Subdue them with force!"

Huang Taiji frowned. It seemed that there was no shortcut in this level, and they could only rely on their hard power to pass the assessment.

He pondered for a few seconds and asked again: "Is there any way to avoid the Dragon Breath Test?"

After asking twice, after eliminating the first wrong answer, he finally got the correct reply:

"The Dragon Breath Test cannot be avoided, but there is no limit to the number of people. You can leave the strongest one to accept the assessment, and the rest of you can hide in the blank painting.

"The painting is the only way to avoid the Dragon Breath, but it inherently has great danger. Those who enter the painting must come out within fifteen minutes, otherwise they will die inside."

Then, Huang Taiji asked about the method of entering and leaving the painting.

Very simple, throw yourself into the painting.

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Then you can enter. After entering the painting, you will naturally know how to leave.

The five people discussed it and decided that Zhang Yuanqing would stay outside to deal with the test, and the others would enter the painting and try to last for fifteen minutes. The bottom line was ten minutes.

Qing Zhu paddled the wooden pulp, passed through the exhibition hall, and came to the painting.

"Survive fifteen minutes, pass the Dragon Breath Test, and we can clear the level." Zhang Yuanqing took the paddle from Qing Zhu, and declined the defensive props of Alicia and Huang Taiji, the healing Gu of Xiao Yuan, and the healing props of Qing Zhu, "You are also in danger, and the painting is not safe either."

Considering that accepting the Dragon Breath Test on the wooden boat requires a strong sense of balance and flexibility, Zhang Yuanqing asked Qing Zhu for a Wood Sprite prop.

A jade green earring.

The function is to improve physical strength, flexibility, and balance. The improvement in strength can be ignored. The improvement in flexibility and balance allows Zhang Yuanqing to dance the Gokuraku Jodo on the thin wooden paddle.

"I'll go in first." Huang Taiji threw himself into the blank painting.

Xiao Yuan followed closely, then Alicia and Qing Zhu.

Soon, the figures of the four people appeared in the painting, composed of a few strokes of ink, but they were lifelike and quite expressive, allowing people to recognize them at a glance.

After a few more seconds, the ink quickly outlined a ancient mansion in the blank painting.

The ancient mansion was in the style of ink wash, the sky was gloomy, and the lanterns in front of the mansion gate emitted a dim red light, exuding a Chinese-style eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

The four ink people stood in front of the ancient mansion, hesitant to move forward, as if they had sensed the horror and eeriness of the ancient mansion. Suddenly, the four people turned their heads at the same time and looked at the darkness behind them. Their simple faces showed extremely realistic expressions of horror.

They hurriedly pushed open the gate of the ancient mansion and fled into the ancient mansion.

The ink painting began to change frame by frame, showing a long-abandoned courtyard house, a patio overgrown with withered grass, a tilted stone mill, and a crooked clothes drying pole.

The four people looked around in the patio, stepping on the bluestone ground where weeds grew in the cracks, walking under the flying eaves, they pushed open the door of the east room.

A funeral was being held in the room, with red candles, white banners, paper figures, and a red coffin placed in the center of the mourning hall.

Zhang Yuanqing stood outside and watched, as if he were watching an ink wash-style cartoon from his childhood.

Strange paintings, each one taken out alone is a dungeon, and the difficulty doesn't seem small. It's a pity that I'm the only Night Wanderer in the team, otherwise the style of the ancient mansion would not be a problem at all... Zhang Yuanqing stopped looking and picked up the wooden paddle, pushed it against the wall, and the boat quickly broke through the waves, heading towards the giant dragon statue in the west.

The dragon squatted on the base, cast in bronze, six meters high, in a roaring posture, its expression lifelike, and the details of its scales perfect.

Its eyeballs were inlaid with dark red cat's-eye gems, its vertical pupils crystal clear, as if it had the ability to see through people's hearts.

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Zhang Yuanqing paddled the wooden paddle, docked in front of the dragon statue, raised the two-meter-long wooden paddle, and slammed it hard at the dragon's eye socket.

"Thump!"

The Linmu hit the bronze statue, making a muffled sound.

The dark red cat's-eye gem in the dragon's eye socket remained motionless. Zhang Yuanqing was about to continue hitting when he suddenly saw the gem "gurgle" and turn, looking down at him, and the cat's-eye gap inside burst out with a grim cold light.

The statue came alive!

Zhang Yuanqing was startled, kicked the base, and the boat slid back, creating distance.

The resurrected dragon suddenly opened its wings, and the membrane wings trembled violently, like a human stretching after waking up.

Soon after, it retracted its membrane wings, its long neck bulged, and instantly surged to its throat.

"Hoo!"

A ball of scarlet fire spewed out, hitting the human not far away.

The intensity of the fireball is not great... Zhang Yuanqing calmly took out the Yin-Yang Taoist Robe and put it on, bright flames rose from his palms, caught the oncoming fireball, and pressed it down.

The face-sized fireball was pushed into the Weak Water, sizzling, and extinguished.

If the intensity of the dragon breath is like this, it will be very easy! Zhang Yuanqing glanced at his skin-torn hands and cheered silently.

The fire dragon's neck on the base bulged again, its sharp beak opened, and with a "hoo" sound, another fireball spewed out, and then, one fireball after another spewed out.

Damn, I shouldn't have set a flag! Zhang Yuanqing's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly waved the wooden paddle and paddled with all his might.

The boat darted westward like an arrow, brushing past six or seven fireballs.

But the dragon was like a machine gun, with clusters of high-temperature fireballs spewing out from its bloody mouth, with a firing rate comparable to heavy artillery.

After all, Zhang Yuanqing could not become one with the boat. Avoiding one wave was the limit. He condensed a shield with the power of the Sun God, used the wooden paddle as a spear, dodged and weaved on the two-meter-long boat, either blocking, striking, or dodging, allowing fireballs to brush past his body.

Linmu is extremely hard, impervious to water and fire, and is very suitable for use as a weapon.

Suddenly, a scorching wind blew from behind, and with a "bang", a high-temperature fireball shot from behind and hit his back.

The expanding fire tore his clothes and carbonized the flesh on his back. The powerful impact made Zhang Yuanqing stagger, lose his balance, and fall into the Weak Water.

At a critical moment, his waist muscles twisted, and the tilted body rotated continuously, forcibly twisting the downward center of gravity back, and he fell on the edge of the boat.

The Beast King's props came into play.

Ignoring the burning pain in his back, Zhang Yuanqing quickly turned around and saw that the fireballs he had avoided just now had not fallen into the water, but had turned around and attacked him again.

At the same time, the dragon's long neck not far away bulged, once again transforming into a machine gun, densely spraying fireballs.

Attacked from both sides!

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No matter how flexible the Wood Sprite is, or how strong its balance is, it is impossible to be safe and sound in a hail of bullets.

Outrageous, Weak Water drowns everything, how can these fireballs float in the air, the dungeon mechanism doesn't play fair! Zhang Yuanqing cursed in his heart. The fireballs must have been blessed by the dungeon to ignore the "gravity" of Weak Water.

In front and behind were seas of fire, with scorching heat pressing down.

Holding a light golden shield and waving the wooden paddle, Zhang Yuanqing blocked and scattered the fireballs, sometimes flashing past the attack of two fireballs, sometimes bending over, sometimes lunging forward.

He dodged most of the fireballs, but was still blasted all over, emitting a pungent smell of burnt meat.

His internal organs were fine, but eighty percent of his body was carbonized, and the intense pain put great pressure on his mind.

The fire has a burning effect, which offsets my self-healing ability. If it happens again, I guess I will die... Zhang Yuanqing smelled the scent of death.

Fortunately, the dragon stopped spewing dragon breath, and the first wave of tests was over.

Zhang Yuanqing took out the Mountain God Scepter, activated the healing function, and grabbed a vial of Life Source Liquid and stuffed it into his mouth. With a series of "cracks", he crushed the glass tube with his steel teeth, swallowed the liquid, and spit out the glass shards.

The skin and blood vessels have been carbonized, and the injection cannot be injected.

With both measures taken together, plus the Night Wanderer's self-healing power, his flesh and blood quickly regenerated, and the carbonized outer skin cracked, revealing fresh red flesh.

I don’t know what the second wave of Dragon Breath Test will be like... Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and looked at the hanging painting in the east. The ink wash animation was playing frame by frame. He saw that only Qing Zhu was left in the mourning hall.

He looked at the blood-colored coffin in horror. A crack opened in the coffin, and a dark green hand stretched out.

He saw a disheveled female corpse crawling out of the coffin and pouncing on Qing Zhu, tearing off his right arm.

He saw Qing Zhu running wildly around the mourning hall in fear, with the female corpse chasing after him.

Huang Taiji and the other three stood blankly, as if they did not see their companion in danger.

The crisis in the painting has already broken out, and we must clear the assessment as soon as possible! Zhang Yuanqing put away the Mountain God Scepter and took out the Thunder Armor and Bracers.

He doesn't have many defensive props. Among the Saint-level ones, the Thunder God Set's lightning protection is the strongest.

The reason why he endured and didn't use it just now was because he thought he could withstand the first wave and didn't want to use the strongest defense too early. After all, electromagnetic protection has a cooldown time, and there is the cost of electric shock and paralysis.

Zhang Yuanqing put on the bracers and armor. Bright blue electric arcs enveloped his whole body, and the newly restored tender red skin immediately showed burns.

My body is a little paralyzed, which is not conducive to my actions, but electromagnetic protection should be able to help me hold on for a while... Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself. At this moment, he saw the dragon's eyes light up.

A beam of scarlet light as thick as an arm spewed out from its long beak.

A beam of light, too fast to dodge!

The next second, Zhang Yuanqing heard

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The electromagnetic protection shattered with a "pop", and the armor composed of thunder light collapsed with it. A hole as thick as an arm, transparent from front to back, appeared in his chest.

(End of this chapter)