Super System Plundering the Heaven

Outside the Lanruo Temple, the wind in the forest suddenly became stronger, and it started to whimper like a ghost.    

A black cloud floated in the air, coincidentally blocking the falling Moonlight.    

It was dark all around, only the temple was flickering with a faint fiery light.    

A thick vine quickly passed through the forest, pierced through the broken wooden door, and pounced on the bearded Taoist priest who was on guard.    

The long sword on the bearded Taoist priest's back unsheathed itself, blocking the vine's lightning attack.    

"Yan Chixia, if you dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being impolite!"    

A gloomy voice echoed around the temple, making people feel annoyed.    

The bearded Daoist held a long sword and was on guard as he said in a deep voice, "Tree demon! As long as you let Nie Xiaoqian go, I will let bygones be bygones!"    

The scholar by the side mustered his courage and shouted outside the temple, "Miss Xiao Qian is innocent! You cannot hurt her!"    

The temple was silent for a moment before the voice sounded again.    

"Nie Xiaoqian is the bride that Black Mountain Ghost King designated! She cannot leave!"    

Yan Chixia furrowed his brows. Black Mountain Ghost King was the ruler of the underworld. How could he easily change his decision?    

However, looking at the stubborn scholar, Yan Chixia couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart.    

"Tree demon! I originally did not want to get involved in this muddy water, but since the scholar insisted, there was nothing I could do!"    

"Hmph! Does that mean you have to stop me?!"    

Grandma Tree Demon said in a sinister manner.    

Yan Chixia did not say anything. Instead, he held the hilt of his sword tightly. His eyes were firm.    

"Since that is the case, all of you should not leave!"    

After Grandma Tree Demon finished speaking, dozens of voices sounded around the temple.    

The temple, which had been out of repair for a long time, was instantly torn into pieces by dozens of vines.    

Nie Xiaoqian's expression changed and she cried out in alarm, "Not good! Grandma is angry! Let's hurry up and leave, or else we will not be able to leave!"    

Yan Chixia knew that the situation was urgent, so he drew his sword to block the incoming vines. He shouted at the scholar, "Ning Caichen, hurry up and take Miss Nie away!"    

Ning Caichen looked panicked, and his forehead was covered in sweat.    

"But Xiao Qian is seriously injured now. She can't leave!"    

Nie Xiaoqian held her chest and coughed lightly. Then she said firmly, "I have another way for you to take me away."    

Ning Caichen asked in surprise, "What way?"    

"You mix my ashes with ink and draw a painting. I can merge with the painting, and you can take me away!"    

Yan Chixia heard this and shouted, "Vajra Subdues Demons!"    

A circle of light appeared around the three of them, blocking the rain of vines.    

"Hurry up! I can't hold on much longer!"    

Ning Caichen quickly bent over and mixed Nie Xiaoqian's ashes with the ink. He used the brush to cover the ink and began to draw on a blank painting.    

Not long after, a painting of a lady appeared on the painting. The appearance of the woman in the painting was about eighty to ninety percent similar to Nie Xiaoqian's figure.    

Nie Xiaoqian turned her body and disappeared. The picture of the beautiful lady on the painting was as lively as a real person.    

"It's done!"    

Ning Caichen rolled up the painting and shouted excitedly.    

Yan Chixia saw that Ning Caichen had finished, so he nodded and said to Ning Caichen, "You all should leave quickly! I will stop the tree demon!"    

"Alright!"    

Ning Caichen held the painting and was about to run out.    

When everyone was not paying attention, a circle of light appeared not far away from Ning Caichen.    

After that, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed at the painting.    

When he felt his hand empty, Ning Caichen was shocked to find that the painting in his hand was gone!    

"My painting!"    

Ning Caichen looked at the right hand that appeared out of thin air and could not be bothered to be frightened. He shouted loudly, "Return Xiao Qian to me!"    

Yan Chixia, who was blocking the attack of the tree demon, was also stunned. He looked at the right hand that was holding the painting with a confused expression.    

That right hand disappeared, and the scroll that Nie Xiaoqian had possessed also disappeared.    

Following Nie Xiaoqian's disappearance, the surrounding vines that looked like ferocious pythons also stopped attacking.    

A shadow appeared out of thin air, and shouted towards the direction where the circle of light disappeared, "Who exactly is it!? Black Mountain Ghost King will not let you off!"