Chapter Seventy-Two: The Sword Demon Awakens
"If you dare to divulge half a sentence of the vision in the sea of my consciousness in front of everyone, I will immediately let your primordial spirit collapse!"
Tong Bo subconsciously unraveled Fang Lin's immobilization technique, and a divine thought instantly sounded in his mind, as if that person completely controlled his real name, Yuan Shen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Tong Bo don't be nervous, this is a mind control technique, since you have been on the God Atlas, then I am your master! Don't try to resist, otherwise I can't guarantee the safety of your Yuan Shen." ā
Fang Lin's face was expressionless, and he didn't seem to have a plan for Tong Bo to explore his own sea of knowledge, but the eyes that looked at Tong Bo had a deep meaning.
Tong Bo's face turned pale abruptly, and he returned to normal in an instant, and the people present did not suspect anything, they all thought that he had just performed the soul searching technique and consumed a lot of the power of the primordial gods.
I'm afraid that only Fang Lin and Tong Bo can understand the doorway, and no one knows that in the time that has just passed, Tong Bo has become Fang Lin's slave.
Fengshen Illustrated Book, sure enough, it has the magical power of the creation of heaven and earth, Fang Lin, a kid from the Eight Heavens who ascended to the Spirit Realm, actually has two subordinates of the Yuan God Realm, I'm afraid no one will dare to believe it.
"Tong Daoyou, have you found anything?"
Song Bing was even more anxious than the others, after all, they were the aborigines of the seventh layer, if something special happened to the seventh layer, it would be them who would be the first to be affected.
"There is indeed a seal in his memory, and it feels like the power that just attacked the old ghost of Sikong!"
Tong Bo followed Fang Lin's mental voice and explained to everyone some of the things he found in his search for Fang Lin's memory.
Attack the power of the old ghost!
Isn't that the immortal aura of the Immortal Realm?When everyone heard Tong Bo's words, they were instantly stunned, and Fang Lin became even more mysterious in their hearts.
A disciple of the Eight Heavens of the Ascension Realm was actually sealed by a strong man who was suspected of being an immortal, and if this matter could be spread, it would definitely be able to make a name for itself.
"Brother Tong, you can see clearly, is it really a fairy aura?"
"You haven't seen the immortal aura, how can you conclude that that kind of power is the same as what the old ghost just encountered?"
Hearing everyone's questioning, Tong Bo's face became gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Fellow Daoists, are you doubting my soul searching technique?"
Everyone present, except for Song Bing and Tianfangzi and others, has lived in the same dungeon as Tong Bo for thousands of years, so naturally he will not fight against him.
"I think what Tong Bo said makes sense, and even I completely agree with what he said, if the seal in Fang Lin Zhihai was not placed by an immortal, then how could he defeat that bronze mirror human face?"
Qi Cheng was silent, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he hit the nail on the head and said the biggest question in everyone's hearts.
The bronze mirror human face, such a terrifying thing, could release blood demonic qi, and even when everyone had no power to resist, how could Fang Lin easily solve the crisis?
"I also believe in Fang Lin, if he hadn't made a timely move at that time, I'm afraid all of us would have turned into blood demons, right?" a man in a cyan robe suddenly spoke.
Everyone's hearts moved, and they suddenly came to their senses, even if Fang Lin had any intentions, he was just a young man who had ascended to the Spirit Realm, what waves could he make?
No one expected that Fang Lin's strength at the moment was even enough to kill one of them, and the Nether Snake and Tong Bo combined could completely fight with the Yuan Shen Sixfold Heaven powerhouse.
Seeing that everyone's guard against him could not be relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly: "Seniors, I can swear to Heavenly Dao, I definitely don't mean to harm you in the slightest!"
Xuan Zhenzi let out a long sigh and said, "Maybe we are too worried, but Fang Lin, what should we do now to clash with the dungeon?"
It had been eight days since Fang Lin descended to the Netherworld Dungeon, and it was getting closer and closer to the day when the Netherworld Island Lord said that the seal would be broken, and he had to come up with a way in time to escape this catastrophe.
From Sikong Zheng to Xie Wuji, from Heavenly Destiny to Song Bing, almost everyone's eyes stayed on Fang Lin, and at this time they pinned their hopes on Fang Lin.
These people have been trapped in the Netherworld Dungeon for thousands of years, and some have even been tens of thousands of years, and they have long endured the feeling of being imprisoned.
Everyone is the pride of the sky, if they weren't trapped in the Netherworld dungeon, they would have been the elders of the sect by now, and they might even become the sect master!
Fang Lin was silent, and everyone was also silent, if it weren't for Fang Lin pointing out that the Double Sun Hanging in the Sky was the work of the immortals, maybe they would still be kept in the dark now.
The lonely wind blows recklessly and desperately, and it can't be exchanged for thousands of years of monasticism, who can find their own state of mind in the long river of time?
The powerhouse of the Yuan Shen Realm is no different from ordinary mortals, the Tao is greater than the love, but the love is also obsessed with the Tao.
Everyone wants to leave, everyone wants to chase their dreams, and embark on their own supreme path to seek the strong, but this is by no means their planting point.
"Ahem!" Ma Hengdao suddenly woke up, breathing a little unsmoothly, but it seemed that there was no major problem.
"Old Demon Knife, you're awake, hurry up and check the following bodies to see if there is any blood demon qi left!"
The Blood Demon Qi is insidious and vicious, and if there is still a residue in the body, it may assimilate the aura in the body at some point, and then further corrode the soul and body of the sojourner.
Ma Hengdao sat down cross-legged, using the spiritual power on his body with all his heart, washing away the filthy qi in his body over and over again, until he made sure that there was no residue in his body, and then stopped.
"Old ghost Sikong, thank you for saving your life!" Ma Hengdao bent deeply towards Sikong Zheng.
Sikong Zheng hurriedly picked up the horse horizontal knife, and said with an embarrassed face: "Old Devil of the knife, the person who saved you is actually not me. ā
"Huh, who is that?"
Ma Hengdao knew the strength of the scene well, if someone could save himself under such a terrifying attack, it would be Sikong Zheng, and others would not have this strength at all.
"It's Fang Lin, it was he who rescued you at the critical moment, and then killed that bronze mirror face, leading everyone to the seventh layer of the dungeon. ā
Sikong Zheng's face flushed with shame, and when he mentioned Fang Lin's life-saving grace, he seemed to feel that everyone had just coerced Fang Lin too much.
"How is it possible? He has only ascended to the Eight Heavens of the Spirit Realm!"
It was no wonder that Ma Hengdao would suspect that in his opinion, Fang Lin's strength was too low, after all, the inner disciples of their sect were all above the Dao realm.
"He knows that there is an immortal seal in the sea!" Xuan Zhenzi said silently.
Ma Hengdao was silent for a moment, he knew that the immortals were terrible, and Xuan Zhenzi also took the opportunity to tell him about the future events and the current situation.
"Now the situation is like this, Fang Lin has judged the illusion of the double sun hanging in the air, and the old ghost of Sikong has also verified it, but we don't know what to do now. ā
Xuan Zhenzi's expression was like a calm rock, and the narrative of the matter was clearly organized, as if the whole thing had been sorted out again.
"Wait! You just said that the double sun hangs in the air, and it appears once in twelve days?" asked Ma Hengdao.
"That's right, every twelve days, there is a vision of the two suns hanging in the air. ā
"It seems that there is only one way to do it at the moment?"
"What's the solution?"
"Wait!" Ma Hengdao and Fang Lin said in unison.