White clouds of smoke rose up, wrapping Ning Wange and the bone altar together, Ning Wange didn't see any panic, still sitting quietly cross-legged on the top of the altar, looking calm and with her eyes closed.

The world, which is completely composed of black and red, finally emerged with different colors at this moment, but only the white smoke cloud itself, and the rest of the hall where the three of them were still black and red.

Wang Lin's divine sense swept away, and when he saw that Ning Wange was fine, he immediately withdrew his divine sense, turned his head to Da Luo and said, "Senior Brother Da Luo, please help protect the Fa, I'll go to the magic circle over there to have a look." ”

The light and shadow on his body swayed, and the heavy armor like a rock was separated from him, and between the light flow inside the armor, a high-spirited man who looked extremely majestic appeared, wearing the armor, but it was the magic weapon of the ancestral crocodile god armor Yuan Ling, the crocodile god, who had already achieved the Mahayana level.

The crocodile god was wearing the ancestral crocodile god armor and stood outside the magic circle, with a solemn expression, quietly watching Wang Lin's great demon clone standing in the center of the magic circle.

Wang Lin trusted Da Luo and let the Ancestral Crocodile Divine Armor separate from himself, just because it made it easier for his Great Demon Clone to figure out those fragments.

Da Luo looked at the white cloud smoke, a little distracted, heard Wang Lin's words, came back to his senses, and nodded: "Senior Brother Wang, please, I will pay attention to the surrounding movements." ”

After that, he really stopped looking at the direction of the altar, his gaze became calm again, and the demonic power and divine consciousness spread out in all directions, gradually beginning to envelop the entire temple.

Seeing this, Wang Lin walked to the circle, and his pupils erected in the center of his eyebrows stared at the fragments in the center of the circle.

These fragments scattered in the center of the circle looked like crystals, in this black and red world. It was black, but Wang Lin faintly felt it. This is the original color of these crystal fragments.

Although the circle still has its pattern left, it is already in tatters. It can no longer be used, and it is left in vain.

Looking directly at these crystal fragments, you can faintly feel some spiritual power.

Wang Lin sat down cross-legged, and then picked up a fragment, the fragment looked ordinary, Wang Lin injected his mana into it, and the fragment did not move.

"Huh?" Wang Lin's big demon clone's face, which had no facial features and no expression, was still calm and unwavering, but the vertical eyes at the center of his eyebrows. The red light became more and more dazzling.

After thinking quietly for a moment, the red light in the vertical eye at the center of Wang Lin's eyebrows suddenly turned black, and then this black light shot out and landed on the shard fragment.

The fragments trembled, and in Wang Lin's sea of knowledge, an unusual picture gradually appeared.

It was as if a huge abyss had appeared in front of his eyes, and in the abyss, ten thousand demons roared. The demonic aura soared into the sky, covering the entire world in darkness.

Wang Lin calmed down and walked towards the bottom of the abyss step by step, his demonic qi spreading out to both sides. Many monsters and demons are restless in the abyss.

Everything seems twisted and weird, full of unnaturalness. Prohibitive.

Just one look at it makes people feel the urge to go crazy. Lingtai Zhihai seemed to be torn into countless pieces by the demons.

And being in it at this moment is even more turbulent. Difficult to self-sustain.

Wang Lin let out a violent roar, and the breath of the whole person was like a group of demons, bloodthirsty and crazy, chaotic and irritable, twisted and hideous, fierce and evil.

He seems to be happy to sink into the sea of demons and become a part of the abyss.

But in Wang Lin's heart, he always kept a clear eye, and knew clearly what he was doing.

He walked forward in the abyss step by step, devouring the demonic energy, and also devouring the demons that were close to him, becoming more and more powerful, becoming the most powerful demon among the demons.

Wang Lin's body at this moment has been completely distorted into a human shape, thin and tall, and his legs are as long as bamboo poles.

He had not only two arms at the moment, but like an octopus, multiple arms spreading out in various thicknesses, one of which was the thickest, larger than the torso of his body.

The skull was gone, except for a single eye on the chest and abdomen, a bloody mouth, meaningless syllables, and a wild roar.

But as Wang Lin moved forward step by step, becoming stronger and stronger, his body began to change again, and his body shape gradually changed back to its original appearance, and in the end, although the whole person was extremely huge and tall, the body proportions completely returned to the appearance of a normal person.

There is only a face, no facial features, a chaos, only a vertical eye at the center of the eyebrows, shining.

At this moment, Wang Lin's body was not as hideous and terrifying as before, but the vicious and violent aura was excessive, and even made the abyssal demons bow their heads, retreat, and dare not approach him.

Wang Lin came all the way to the bottom of the abyss, and the scene changed, the chaotic and distorted demon head and various scenery and landscapes all disappeared, and peace returned to his eyes.

But just like the dark magic gate that changed when you came in from outside, the seemingly normal scene in front of you at this moment contained a more uncomfortable distorted feeling, which seemed to be extremely normal, but everything seemed to be completely reversed, so that it was full of a torn sense of contradiction.

At the bottom of the abyss, there were figures shaking, and these figures sensed Wang Lin's arrival and turned their heads to look at him together.

At this moment, Wang Lin seemed to see a lot of himself.

The figures here, one by one, are all the same, just like Wang Lin's big demon clone at the moment, there are no facial features on the blank face, no expression, a chaos, only a vertical eye at the center of the eyebrows is open, looking at Wang Lin directly.

Unmoved, Wang Lin continued to move forward, heading deeper into the abyss.

Those faces without facial features, with the only remaining eye at the center of the eyebrows, quietly watched Wang Lin's movements, no one came up to stop them, no one came up to talk, but no one looked away, everyone just watched Wang Lin continue to walk indifferently.

As Wang Lin walked all the way, he felt that this abyss was like an upside-down spire, and he walked all the way down, as if he was climbing all the way to the top of the tower.

When the vision changed again, Wang Lin suddenly felt a sharp pain in the center of his eyebrows.

The vertical eyes at the center of the eyebrows, the pupils became dilated, and red blood oozed from the eye sockets, flowing on the white face without facial features.

This erected pupil seemed to gradually disappear at this moment, and pus and blood gushed out of it.

One eye, as if it was about to turn into a terrible scar!

Outside Wang Lin's consciousness space, in the hall of reality, Da Luo and the crocodile god both showed shocked and anxious expressions, staring at Wang Lin's big demon clone.

I saw that in reality, the black spar in the hand of Wang Lin's big demon clone suddenly turned into a streamer and flew into the vertical eye at the center of Wang Lin's eyebrows, blinding that vertical eye at once!

The vertical eyes turned into terrible and tragic scars, blood flowed from them, the wounds kept twisting, and black light shot out from the scars.

Seeing this, Da Luo and the crocodile god didn't know why, so they hurriedly stepped forward to help Wang Lin.

But at this moment, Da Luo's nine-qi clone located on Yinghai Penglai Immortal Mountain suddenly heard Lin Feng's mana transmission: "Da Luo, don't move him for the time being, wait and see what happens." ”

On Yingzhou Immortal Mountain, Lin Feng's God of War clone had already opened his eyes at this time, looking at Wang Lin's deity in front of him.

At this time, on Wang Lin's forehead, a gap was also cracked in the center of his eyebrows, and the gap writhed and wanted to expand, and wisps of black light shot out from inside.

Lin Feng looked at Wang Lin quietly, Wang Lin closed his eyes and said, "Master, I'm fine." ”

In the Void Battlefield, Wang Lin's Great Demon Clone sat still, but he stretched out his hand, and the other black spar fragments in the magic circle fell in front of him at this time, and then turned into streamers in turn, flying into the vertical crack at the center of his eyebrows.

Da Luo and the Crocodile God both looked at Wang Lin's Great Demon Clone with solemn expressions.

And in the sea of consciousness of the great demon clone, he continued to advance deeper into the abyss, and the vertical eyes at the center of his eyebrows had completely turned into a slender crack and stood on his forehead.

As soon as this trace appeared, Wang Lin felt as if his whole person had been reborn.

He continued to walk forward, stepping towards the deepest part of the abyss, and in the process of advancing, the face without facial features and expressions gradually changed, not as blank as before, the facial features reappeared, and the appearance changed back to Wang Lin's own appearance.

The only difference is the erect crack at the center of the eyebrows, the crack is pitch black, and there is a faint red light flashing in the depths.

And at this moment, Wang Lin, with a monstrous demonic intent, shook the entire abyss, and behind him, those demons with raised eyebrows and no facial features bowed to his back in unison.

Wang Lin himself only felt that he had completely turned into a demon within a demon, and his consciousness had even undergone a completely different change from usual.

But he always maintained the last clarity in his heart, not lost, not confused, not changing, not confused.

Wang Lin walked on this road, and saw that there seemed to be other figures on the road.

The number of these figures is much less than the demons I saw before, but they are all much stronger, and everyone looks like normal people, but their expressions are cold and indifferent, and the same thing is a crack erected at the center of the eyebrows.

Wang Lin looked at these people and frowned slightly, several of them, although he had never met before, he had seen the light and shadow images circulating in the cultivation realm of the Shenzhou Haotu Human Race.

"Bliss Demon Venerable Shu Yingxian, Silence Demon Venerable Guo Kai, Kill Demon Venerable Kang Zhuo ......" Wang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and all in front of him were the Demon Dao giants who set off stormy waves on the vast land of Shenzhou in the Middle Ages, and the top powerhouses of the Primordial Demon Sect under the seat of the Primordial Demon Lord Jiang Yaoyang.

On this road, these people walked, some before and after, some fast and some slow, and at the end of the road, there was a dazzling white light, looking at it, only to see a white expanse, but it was not dazzling, but it made people tremble from the depths of their souls. (To be continued......)

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