Boom!!!!

The earth-shattering sound shook the whole of Middle-earth violently.

All the creatures trembled.

And the Green Dao Gate was no longer peaceful, and everyone frantically rushed towards the Lintong cultivation place.

What does this loud noise seem to portend?

"What's wrong??"

"Uncle Lintong's cultivation place, there seems to be movement!! What a powerful law of Dao power!! ”

Countless disciples were stunned by this powerful and inexplicable Dao power.

"What about Senior Brother Ling?? Why didn't Senior Brother Ling see him?? Where did he go?? ”

After a lot of commotion, Yunlong and Caifeng were surprised to find that Ling Yan was not in his spirit gathering room.

"A disciple saw that Senior Brother Ling was asked to leave by Shen Qianlang, a disciple of Lintong!! I'm afraid I've already entered the land of Lintong cultivation... Could it be.."

"This loud noise... Related to Senior Brother Ling?? Senior Brother Ling is in trouble?? ”

The disciples of the Shadow Palace exhaled in shock.

"It must be that Lintong is ruthless and stubborn about the affairs of the Ten Lands, so he has attacked Senior Brother Ling, hum! The Greenway Gate is so despicable!! Let's go, I'll wait to ask the Lintong dignitary and ask him to give us an explanation! ”

I couldn't hold my breath and listened to the rain roaring.

"Let's go, ask the green road gate to give us an explanation."

...

...

It was noisy and chaotic outside, but Ling Yan, with a vague consciousness, opened his eyes vigorously.

All around, it was pitch black.

Immersed here, anxiety, hesitation, despair, etc., all negative emotions are like **, crazy burning.

What is this place??

There was a dampness in the air.

But, I can't see my fingers!

Ling Yan stood up from the ground with difficulty, at this moment, he only felt that he was pressing a planet on his body, and it was difficult to walk.

"Hmm.."

Just about to stand up straight, his body staggered and shook.

"Is this the Fallen Tower?"

The phantom dragon's faint voice drifted into Ling Yan's ears.

"Here... What is the place?? ”

Ling Yan asked the Phantom Dragon with difficulty in his heart.

"A dark and hopeless place!" The Phantom Dragon's words were a little difficult: "It is the opposition of Shunta, Shunta, light and hope, and it is despair and death!" ”

"How can there be such a place?? What is Lintong trying to suppress me here without killing me? ? ”

Ling Yan took a deep breath, stopped standing, and sat down cross-legged, trying to mobilize immortal power.

However, the stone sank into the sea, and the immortal power could not be gathered.....

This point made the hesitation and despair in Ling Yan's heart skyrocket a lot, and the immortal power could not be urged, just like a light in the darkness was extinguished...

"Control your mind, don't lose it, otherwise there will be no place to die!"

The phantom dragon hurriedly reminded.

Although Ling Yan was furious, his mind was still there, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly chanted the 'Brahma Mantra'!

However, the stream trickles on weekdays, but it is like a stream that is about to dry up, intermittently...

Here, there is always despair.

"Why, I feel like my fairy power is slowly draining?"

At this time, Ling Yan's breathing became solemn in vain.

"Churn?"

The phantom dragon was also stunned.

"That Lintong suppressed me with the fallen tower for ten days before he wanted to take away my cultivation, he must have a plan!!"

Ling Yan couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, he couldn't imagine that he had become the food of others.

Ling Yan took off the Dementor General's order from his waist, however, he couldn't break through the spatial tunnel, let alone establish a spiritual link.

The inverted tower is completely locked with the spiritual link.

If this continues, the immortal power will be lost, and when Lintong comes, he will have no power to resist, and he will inevitably take away his cultivation....

The despair in my heart is getting stronger and stronger, and the Brahma Mantra is supported by a little immortal power, and under such a loss, the effect of the Brahma Mantra gradually decreases, and it is impossible to suppress my negative emotions at all.

"Ling Yan, don't panic, there must be a way!"

The phantom dragon felt Ling Yan's subtle change and hurriedly shouted.

"I know. Phantom Dragon, don't come out, otherwise once you get out of Phantom Dragon, you won't be able to go back! ”

Ling Yan said with some effort.

This place is like a black sea of fire burning people's lives, slowly devouring and consuming everyone...

......Shh

Suddenly, a strange voice resounded in Ling Yan's ears.

Ling Yan was a little surprised, he raised his head and looked around, however, he couldn't see anything.

At this moment, an extremely dim light shot into the inverted tower, and the light fell directly on him, dragging his not majestic body out of a long shadow.

Ling Yan frowned, and the uneasiness in his heart began to skyrocket.

Here, the touch and growth of a negative emotion is more than 100 times that of the usual, and here, it is closer to normal people.

Phew

The voice grew louder and louder.

There was no reason in his heart, so that Ling Yan's consciousness gradually weakened by most of it.

At this time, all the negative emotions in my heart seemed to be instructed by something, and they all exploded, and even the resentful soul in my heart was also connected by something, and began to frantically erode my consciousness...

Ling Yan didn't howl in pain, let alone madness, just his hands were propped up on the ground, bearing this inexplicable pain, and the hands supporting his body kept trembling, like a person who had been supported to the limit....

Hesitation is like a knife, despair is like a saw, sadness is like a sword, anger is like a gun, there is no emotion, it is not with sharp spikes....

Gradually, like a quagmire, Ling Yan felt that he was sinking deeper and deeper.

However, at this moment, a pitch-black footprint stepped in front of Ling Yan...

He hung his head and, naturally, saw the footprint ....

If there is no sadness, how can I sigh... The color that I can't read reflects the despair in my heart...

Ling Yan was stunned.

He hurriedly raised his head, but what he saw was an evil shadow!

Evil Shadow?? How could it be an evil shadow?? How can there be an evil shadow here?

Ling Yan felt as if a magnificent wave had been set off in his heart, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

All the negative emotions in his heart also seemed to be suppressed at this moment, and he quickly stood up and stood up against the evil shadow who was the same height.

Wearing a Dao crown, wearing a Dao robe, holding a dust, carrying a Dao sword, long hair hanging down to the waist, but except for its white teeth of the forest exposed by the evil smile, everything else is pitch black... The eyes are still a little gray and dark...

The evil shadow didn't speak, just looked at himself with a cold, evil smile.

At this time, rows of pitch-black subtitles fell on Ling Yan's brain...

The demons in the heart start from the heart, where is not peaceful, the sky is dark, and the Sanskrit will be clear...

These words seem to be sticky, stuck in my brain, lingering...