In the secret room, Yue Qingshan stepped on ice-covered boots on his feet, dexterously dodging the double sticks in Hu Lin's hands. While Hu Lin danced his double stick to pursue Yue Qingshan, he also had to dodge the water arrows that shot at him from time to time.

In the process of pursuit, Hu Lin found that this Yue Qingshan was really a difficult character. He uses the ice boots under his feet, and his speed and agility are no less than those of ordinary warriors. The fact that a mage could combine spells and terrain so skillfully was enough to see that Yue Qingshan's talent in combat was amazing.

And in Yue Qingshan's heart, he was also amazed by Hu Lin's combat ability. In Yue Qingshan's eyes, Hu Lin not only dragged his aged body to chase after him, but when he made a move, he didn't feel a trace of martial artist's true power at all. With such a physique, Yue Qingshan had never seen it.

Regarding Hu Lin's brute-like attack method, Yue Qingshan couldn't help but think in his heart, "Could it be that the Demon Soul Mark that devoured the Demon Ancestor and transformed Fu Bo's body, causing him to be unable to find a suitable martial arts technique to cultivate at such an age." Otherwise, as a martial artist, why didn't he attack with his true power?"

He was now looking forward to the Demon Soul Mark on Hu Lin's body even more. After all, without using the true power of a martial artist, he could be forced into such a situation, he had never seen such a strong physique when he was so big.

When Hu Lin saw his attack, he swept over Yue Qingshan's figure every time. I couldn't help but think of the flame true power that Peng Zhiyi used, if he could also use the true power, how could it be so difficult to deal with a mage in such a small space?

Just as Hu Lin flashed his mind, Na Yue Qingshan used an ice sealing technique towards the ground, turning the bluestone floor of the entire secret room into a smooth and mirror-like ice surface.

Hu Lin's feet slipped, secretly scolding himself for being careless, and immediately hit the ground with the double sticks in his hands, supporting the body that was about to fall, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the table not far away.

So he used his arms hard and directly propped his body into the air, dodging an ice arrow shot at him by Yue Qingshan. Then Hu Lin, who was in mid-air, twisted his waist and turned three times in the air, changed the route of his landing, and landed firmly on the table.

As soon as Hu Lin adjusted his body, he heard the sound of clapping hands behind him.

I only heard that Yue Qingshan said, "It seems that I still underestimate Fu Bo, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, and your strength is not under Peng Zhiyi." ”

"The young master praised it falsely, the old slave's fists and feet are still helpless, and the young master still can't do anything......" After speaking, Hu Lin put on the table and put on a posture of attacking freely.

Yue Qingshan glanced at the battlefield he had just arranged, played with the staff in his hand, and said with a calm expression, "Fu Bo, to tell you the truth, I have been cultivating in the glacier since I was a child, and I have never missed a battle on the ice. So, I advise you to just tie your hands and catch it. ”

Seeing his confident appearance, Hu Lin's eyes rolled slightly and said, "Young master, please forgive the old slave for saying more." With your strength, I'm afraid there is no rival in this Lin City, but why are you so obsessed with devouring the power of the Demon Ancestor?"

"Hmph! My ambition is only this little Lin City? If I get the power to devour the Demon Ancestor, I will stand at the pinnacle of the human world! So, Fu Bo, you still obediently let me take the Demon Soul Mark. After speaking, Yue Qingshan's gaze once again fell on the Demon Soul Mark on Hu Lin's chest.

"Young Master...... To be honest, this mark has been on me for decades, and I haven't seen any power in it. If the young master wants it, take it. It's just that don't hurt the life of the old slave...... Or are you waiting for ten or twenty years?" After speaking, Hu Lin tightened the placket of his chest and hid the mark.

Seeing that Hu Lin had hidden the mark, Yue Qingshan's face obviously showed displeasure, and he said in a deep voice, "If you live for more than ten or twenty years, you will just continue to be a slave, it is better to fulfill me now!" After speaking, Yue Qingshan used his staff to throw out a water arrow and went straight to the table.

Hu Linna was willing to do as he wanted, and with a short stick in his left hand, the water arrow turned into a splash and floated in the air. Seeing that he couldn't strike a blow, Yue Qingshan threw out three water arrows again, still attacking the table at Hu Lin's feet.

When Hu Lin smashed the three water arrows with his double sticks, the water that was scattered in the air surrounded him. Hu Lin secretly said that it was not good, and his feet immediately jumped off the table.

Yue Qingshan was really calculating, and the splash of water that surrounded Hu Lin quickly formed ice crystals under his spell. Fortunately, Hu Lin hid in time, otherwise he would have been frozen into ice.

Hu Lin, who fell on the ice, didn't have time to adjust his body when Yue Qingshan's water arrow swooped down again. Hu Lin saw that there were seven water arrows rushing towards him, for fear that Yue Qingshan would use the ice sealing technique again, so he didn't dare to make a hard connection, but now his body leaned forward, and there was a slippery ice under his feet, and it was impossible to dodge without lying on the ice.

Seeing that the water arrow was about to pounce in front of him, Hu Lin had an idea, and no longer stopped his body from leaning forward. Seeing that the top of his head was lower than the water arrows, he hit the ground with the two sticks in his hands, and his body slipped under the table against the ice, and the water arrows hit the wall directly before they had time to turn.

Yue Qingshan saw Hu Lin get under the table, the corners of his mouth set off a strange arc, and a few water arrows shot under the table casually. When Hu Lin saw the water arrow flying, he didn't think about it, and single-handedly put a round table on the edge of the table, and flipped the table to the ground to block the water arrow. The sudden sound of ice cubes rubbing made Hu Lin quickly turn around and lean his back against the table.

When he turned around, he found that Yue Qingshan had already slipped to the opposite side of him. I saw Yue Qingshan holding the staff in his right hand, and the sword finger in his left hand caressing the body of the staff, and the incantation in his mouth sounded again. Hulin made a defensive gesture with his sticks outstretched and curled his legs up, ready to roll behind the table at any moment.

After Yue Qingshan finished chanting, Hu Lin's imaginary attack did not appear, but he suddenly felt a slight chill on the table behind him. Before Hu Lin could react, a layer of cold ice grew on the table against which he was leaning, wrapping him tightly, leaving only his chest and face exposed, and even his outstretched arms and the double sticks in his palms were covered with a thick layer of ice.

Hu Lin looked at Yue Qingshan with an incredulous expression, and said, "Young Master, when did you do your hands and feet?"

Yue Qingshan said with a smug face, "Hehe, just when you jumped on the table." You've been hiding from my water arrows, and you haven't noticed, and I've put a layer of spell water under the table, just waiting for you to drill down. ”

Hu Lin secretly hated himself for being careless, now that the whole person was frozen by Yue Qingshan, it was impossible to do anything more. He is not afraid of death, but he is a little lost in his heart. Since I was a child, I have heard my master say how colorful this world is, but I didn't expect that just after experiencing the life of a human town, I met such a powerful character as Yue Qingshan, and saw that his dream of breaking into the world was shattered.

The disillusionment of dreams is still secondary, the main thing is that his life experience has not yet been figured out, which makes him feel a little dead now. As soon as he thought of his life experience, the wooden bed in the medicine house of the Demon Suppression Valley appeared in his mind, and on it lay a scarred body. Although Hu Lin didn't know this scarred middle-aged man, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with him. Sometimes he even thinks that this body, which has been lying for more than ten years, is his dearest person.

On the day he left the Demon Valley, he went to say goodbye to the person in the medicine house, and the man woke up, which was the first time the seventeen-year-old Hu Lin had seen him. Hu Lin grabbed the man's hand tightly and told about his life in the Demon Suppression Valley. But the man was still lying like a wood carving, and Hu Lin patronized and recounted his experience, but he didn't notice that the expression in the man's eyes was constantly changing.

When Hu Lin got up to say goodbye, he finally found that incomparably expectant look in that man's eyes, a look he would never forget. Now Hu Lin has developed the mood of closing his eyes and waiting for death, and the extremely expectant gaze of the person in the medicine house now clearly appears in his mind. Suddenly, the desire to survive reappeared in his heart.

Looking at Hu Lin's ever-changing eyes, Yue Qingshan said with disdain, "Fu Bo, at this time, you still have the desire to survive. In that case, Young Master Ben will let you see with your own eyes the process of seizing the Demon Soul Mark. It's just that you're going to have to suffer a lot......"

As soon as the words fell, Yue Qingshan took out a sharp knife and slashed it fiercely on the demon face on his chest. The wound was so deep that I could almost see the ribs in my chest. Blood flowed out of the wound like a spring, and instantly flowed to his waist, staining Yue Qingshan's snow-white pants red.

Yue Qingshan endured the pain, wiped the blood on his chest with his fingers, and then drew a mysterious figure around the demon face. After the figure was finished, he wiped some more blood on the wound and whispered "O great Devouring Demon Ancestor, you devout believer, please give that demon soul mark to your most devout believer...... and then another scripture that Hu Lin did not understand.

While Yue Qingshan was reciting the scriptures, his fingers, which were stained with his own blood, kept drawing on the imprint on Hu Lin's chest. When he finished chanting the scriptures, his fingers left Hulin's chest. An arcane figure identical to his chest appeared on Hu Lin's chest.

Finally, Yue Qingshan knelt in front of Hu Lin with his eyes closed, his hands folded on his chest, and said in an extremely pious voice, "Please put the Demon Soul Mark on your body!"

As soon as Yue Qingshan's words fell, he saw that the demon face in the mysterious figure on his chest gradually blurred, turning into a cloud of black mist and rushing towards Hu Lin's chest. Hu Lin watched as the black mist wrapped the mark on his chest. When he could no longer see the mark on his chest, Hu Lin suddenly felt as if his chest had been slashed open, and a blunt knife was slicing his heart.

A sharp pain traveled from his heart to his brain, nearly causing him to faint. However, the sharp pain of the heart being cut did not stop, and it continued. Beads of sweat slipped down his forehead, and the muscles in his body tightened due to the severe pain. Hu Lin tried to hold on to keep himself from fainting, knowing that if he did, his life would be over.

But the black mist was still eroding Hu Lin's chest, as if it was about to strip something from Hu Lin's heart, and at the same time it was still devouring the blood in his heart. Gradually, the sweat had soaked through Hu Lin's clothes, and the cold ice wrapped around him was also melted by the sweat. But now Hu Lin's face was pale, and his eyes began to blur.

Twenty minutes passed, and Hu Lin finally couldn't hold on and lost consciousness, and when he lost consciousness, he saw a shadow appear on his chest. It wasn't Hulin's hallucination, there was a real shadow on his chest.

It was a black cloud of smoke, and a humanoid creature was enveloped in the smoke. It is said to be a creature because it is only human-like, and the face, although it has a somewhat human appearance, has two pointed horns on its forehead.

"Are you the Devouring Demon Ancestor?!" Yue Qingshan said excitedly......