After carefully observing these runes, Feng Lian found that these runes were actually refined from soul marks.

Each soul mark represents a powerful life, and at least the level of Martial Saint or above can have an independent soul mark. If thousands of ordinary people or low-level gods are combined with sacrifices, soul seals can also be generated.

The dense soul prints in front of him are undoubtedly dense life forms. There are many runes that are made by combining a large number of low-level divine souls with sacrifices.

Feng Lian thought of the thick blood cloud caused by the invasion of the Shenwu Continent by the Four Realms Alliance and the blow of the "Emperor Heaven", and suddenly figured out that it was not an ordinary blood cloud, but a condensation of the negative aura such as resentment, anger, and anger of countless deceased people before their death. To put it bluntly, the blood cloud is formed by the condensation of the divine soul.

The purpose of condensing these breaths is to condense the runes.

Between heaven and earth, there are those who can condense runes and cast powerful curses, except for Nuwa Niangniang, it seems that there is no second one.

Then this so-called "natural disaster" is inseparable from Nuwa Niangniang.

Feng Lian tried his best to get rid of these ideas, Nuwa Niangniang's image in his heart was extremely lofty, and he didn't want to overthrow Nuwa Niangniang's tall image just based on some one-sided judgments!

After putting aside the distracting thoughts, these runes entered the sea of incorruptible consciousness on their own, and there was no way to refuse.

Feng Lian hurriedly ran the "Yin and Yang Technique" and completely fused the runes with his soul power and blood, lest he be eroded by the curse technique, which would be miserable.

In the combination of yin and yang, the runes formed a large array of runes around the sea of knowledge by themselves. With the protection of runes, his sea of knowledge can be said to be impregnable.

Now, even if he encounters Zhu Tian's sudden divine consciousness attack again, it will not be so miserable anymore, and maybe he can directly imprison the opponent's divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness, refine it into pure essence, and use it for his own use.

"No!"

A sudden roar almost made Feng Lian go mad, and Feng Lian glared angrily at a middle-aged man at the intermediate level of a martial saint who walked towards him.

The man shouted: "If you take away these runes, it means that one of the magic circles in the heavenly prison will be destroyed, and it will affect the operation of other magic circles, so give them back to me!"

Feng Lian suppressed his anger and roared: "You didn't come out before, but when I broke the magic circle, what did you come out to yell again?

The middle-aged man shouted: "Your life and death have nothing to do with me, in short, you can't take away the runes." Spit it out for me!"

With such an unceremonious angry shout, how could Feng Lian still suppress his anger, and said in a deep voice: "If you have the ability, come and get it yourself." Earlier, Wei Dushi told me that as long as he could crack the magic circle, he could leave, and he didn't say anything else. ”

The middle-aged man said contemptuously: "Wei Dushi is something, his words are not even as good as a fart." ”

When Feng Lian heard this, he was even more unhappy.

He chatted with Wei Dushi for a few words, but he had a good impression of him. This person is simple, sincere, and great for making friends. But often such people are also often bullied by some people who think they are smart.

In front of him is a living example, a middle-aged man is also a martial saint intermediate, and he dares to despise a great venerable like this, it is conceivable that Wei Dushi's life is not very easy.

Feng Lian sneered: "Then what are you?"

"Look for death!" The middle-aged man directly slashed at Feng Lian with his palm.

At this time, Feng Lian's eyes showed a trace of solemnity. The power of the opponent's palm is not trivial, and it has surpassed the level of the Martial Saint. And he is now at the level of Martial Ancestor, and there is a gap between Martial Ancestor and Martial Saint that countless cultivators cannot cross.

Feng Lian directly sacrificed the shield condensed by the chaotic qi, and the nameless knife slashed towards the giant palm.

"Boom!"

The nameless knife is like cutting tofu, directly splitting the opponent's palm in half. But Feng Lian was also shocked by the opponent's strong force for hundreds of meters. However, he was not injured in the slightest.

The level decreases, and it decreases in all directions, but his body is too strong. The defense power is only reduced to the level of the Great King, and the Martial Saint wants to hurt him, it is impossible!

Seeing the rapid fusion of the other party's bloodless palm, Feng Lian really wanted to slap himself, but just now he didn't notice that the other party was actually a divine body.

Feng Lian looked at the triumphant middle-aged man and smiled happily: "Divine Consciousness Body, I like it too much." ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be happier than him, and said: "I also like your body, I have been trapped for hundreds of millions of years, I have finally found a good body and can leave here!"

"The Flame One is invisible!"

Feng Lian let out a loud shout, and the ground surged with a raging Nine Nether Flame, and countless runes flew in the flames, trapping the other party in it.

"How is it possible, how can you have such a once-in-a-lifetime extreme fire. ”

The nameless knife also ignited the Nine Nether Flames, turning into an incomparably cold black knife and slashing towards the middle-aged man.

With a "bang", the nameless knife only cut through the air and did not hit the other party.

"Boy, you're still too tender, you want to hurt me, dream about you. The middle-aged man smirked.

In fact, he didn't show that happy, Feng Lian's knife really didn't hit him, but the Nine Nether Flames really burned him to death.

Feng Lian was not discouraged, and said: "So what, if I don't use the knife, I will let the Nine Nether Flame slowly burn you to death." ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "This flame is indeed a bit difficult, but if you want to burn me, it's not enough, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live to this day, let you see the power of this seat!"

Streams of pink light shot out from his body, forming an egg-shaped shield that could actually isolate the Nine Nether Flames.

Feng Lian looked at the middle-aged man in the pink mask and felt disgusted. How can a big man have anything to do with pink? And he's so proud, it's really disgusting!

However, the light mask can block the Nine Netherlands, but it is not immune to the damage of the Nine Netherworlds, and the pink color is slowly fading.

Feng Lian estimated that it would take hundreds of years to burn the mask. He didn't have that much time to spend with the other party.

Before he could figure out a way, the middle-aged man gave him an idea, and said proudly: "If you have the ability to release the ultimate spiritual flame again, then I can only be wiped out, but, do you have it?"

Feng Lian couldn't help himself, shook his head and laughed: "You really like to die, then I will fulfill you." ”

"No, it can't be! How could the Nine Nether Flames coexist with the Spirit Flames. How can you take all the good things in the world alone, there is no reason and no humanity......"

The spirit flame merged into the Nine Nether Flames, one cold and one hot, and the two completely different flames burned so that the pink shield kept making a panting and chest tightness "whoosh" sound, and it shattered after a while.

It wasn't until Zhihai, who was almost burned, that Feng Lian found that the real color of the shield was not pink, but turquoise.

The curse rune continued to cut through the divine body, and the erosion of the curse spell weakened his resistance to the extreme.

"Let me go, I surrender, I admit defeat, I recognize you as a godfather......" The middle-aged man finally couldn't stand the double moxibustion roast of Lingyan and Nine Netherworld, and jumped out.

It turned out that he was not hiding in the spatial node, but hiding in the eyes of a spatial magic array, no wonder Feng Lian couldn't find his exact location.

Feng Lian was dumbfounded when he heard this, is this the same person? Where is that strong spirit just now?

"Let you go, dream, Lao Tzu has been squatting on you for endless years, this breath can finally come out!" Wei Dushi didn't know where to jump out, and a rune chain in his hand was thrown, directly trapping the middle-aged man's divine consciousness.

As soon as the rune chain locked the divine consciousness body, it was like a red-hot wire wrapped around a candle, constantly entering the divine consciousness body. There was also a tooth-souring "snort" sound, and gray-white smoke kept coming out, and this time he really couldn't escape.

Wei Dushi turned his head to look at Feng Lian and smirked apologetically.

Feng Lian scolded angrily: "You bastard, I thought you were an honest and good person, but I didn't expect you to use me to lure him out?"

Wei Dushi said with a smile: "You can go to the Yan Pagoda to train, how can you be a true god at such a young age, how can you be an ordinary person, and I will also make the best use of it."

"This guy is hiding inside and constantly sabotaging, and he keeps provoking my authority, and he is angry with me. I don't know how to curse, so I can't crack this circle. Let him continue to destroy like this, the foundation of the prison has not been destroyed by him, and I will be mad by him first.

"On behalf of all the officers and soldiers of the prison, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to the young man......"

Feng Lian said angrily: "Come on, give me something real, you see that I have suffered a lot of physical and mental injuries, how to compensate?"

Wei Dushi smiled: "I know very well whether you are injured or not, so don't pretend to be pitiful." But I can tell you a piece of valuable information. ”

Feng Lian asked, "Tell me, what kind of information?"

Wei Dushi said mysteriously: "The Flowing Cloud Sect has opened the gate of the chaotic realm, inviting masters from all walks of life to go, and with the ability of the little brother, he will definitely be able to pass their assessment." ”

This is very valuable news, Feng Lian asked, "Is there a shortcut to the Liuyun Sect?"

Wei Dushi said with a sad face: "Yes, yes, it means that it takes a lot of spars to open the domain gate. ”

Feng Lian asked eagerly, "How much do you need?"

"Thirty thousand, no, ten thousand heavenly crystals are enough. ”

Feng Lian hesitated, took out the heavenly crystal, and said, "Here you go, send me to the Liuyun Sect as soon as possible." ”

Looking at Wei Dushi, whose eyes were green and faint, put away the heavenly crystal, Feng Lian suddenly felt that he was being sold and helping to count the money.

"Godfather, take me away, stay, this cunning and sinister guy will torture your godson!"

Feng Lian almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

Wei Dushi said: "This guy can fight with me for tens of thousands of years, he does have some means, you have nine nether flames, you can control him, and it is not impossible to take him away, but ......"

Wei Dushi didn't say anything, and looked at Feng Lian pitifully.

Feng Lian didn't think about taking away this picked up "godson" at all, but looking at Wei Dushi's expression, he wanted to know the second half of the sentence, and asked, "But what?"

Wei Dushi said solemnly: "There are no rules, there is no circle, and the heavenly prison also has the rules of the heavenly prison, and if you take away a prisoner, you need to pay 100,000 heavenly crystals! If you are really sincere, I can give a twenty-percent discount......

The more Feng Lian listened, the more wrong he became, and interrupted: "Leave it to you to torture him slowly, and quickly open the domain door for me." ”

The divine body seemed to be very afraid of Wei Dushi, and hugged Feng Lian's thigh and shouted, "Godfather, you save me, I don't want to stay." Please, my good godfather, my dear father!"

Feng Lian was speechless, looked at the divine consciousness body, looked at Wei Dushi again, and asked, "Is there anything special about this ghost thing?"

Before Wei Dushi could speak, his divine body shouted: "Yes, I was so powerful back then, I can fight with the sky!"

Wei Dushi sneered: "Really? Tell me, who is it?"

Without thinking, the Divine Consciousness Body said, "Change, change the sky!"

"Ahh......h