Wang Lin looked at the palpitating white light at the end of the road in front of him.

Not only him, but everyone on this path was staring at the place of light, and walking towards it step by step.

Wang Lin could feel that he and these people seemed to be in a different time and space, and he could walk on this road unimpeded, while the other people on the road seemed to be standing still.

Passing one person after another, Wang Lin came to the two people closest to Bai Guang.

These two people stood side by side, their appearances were completely different, a young monk with a face like a crown of jade, looking solemn, pure and self-revealed, full of wisdom and enlightenment.

Even if there was an erect crack in the center of the eyebrows, and the demonic intent was raging, it still did not disturb the compassionate Zen that emanated from the monk's body.

The compassion of Buddhism and the evil of the Demon Gate seem to be perfectly integrated in him.

But when Wang Lin saw the monk's appearance, he immediately thought of a portrait of light and shadow that he had seen.

Da Lei Yin Temple no compassion monks, recognized that the Buddha went to the Dead Sea, after the death of the ten disciples, the most outstanding descendants of Buddhism, known as the seven ancestors of Supo, to Buddhism to bring the hope of rejuvenation.

But Wu Sad, who was pinned on high hopes, later entered the Demon Dao, and threw himself into the seat of the primordial demon lord Jiang Yaoyang, and got the name of the Demon Venerable of No Compassion, which was customarily called the Demon Buddha without Compassion in later generations, or the Demon Monk without Sorrow.

In the past, the rebellion against the Buddha was one of the biggest shames in the history of the entire Da Lei Yin Temple, and it was also the biggest scandal.

Later, at the end of the Middle Ages, during the decisive battle between the demons and demons, he was defeated by the Taixu Guan Taiyi Zun at that time, and still fought all the way back to the Great Leiyin Temple, and fought a bloody battle in the Great Leiyin Temple. In the end, he fell, and when he died, he was not arrogant. There is no remorse, and the demeanor is serene. Without saying a word, he turned into eighty-one black demon relics.

And next to the Demon Buddha Wubei, there was a tall woman, Wubei was long and jade, and her body was long, already much taller than ordinary people, and this woman was taller than Wubei.

A half-length short hair, like iron, on her face that still has a bit of beauty. There was a horrible scar on the left cheek, from the left forehead all the way down, ruining the left eye, across the cheek, all the way to the chin, the scar was long and wide, making her completely disfigured.

And the existence of this scar made this tall woman look full of iron-blooded killing aura, and the blood light flashed in the scar. Hideous and terrifying.

This woman is full of demonic skills, not inferior to the Demon Buddha beside her, although it is not as mellow and mysterious as Wusad, but it is more aggressive. The anger is even more intense.

When it came to her cultivation, the humanoid body was transformed from the primordial god, and under normal circumstances, she wanted to repair the scars on her face. It's not difficult, there are only two possibilities. Either someone hurt the avenue fundamentally, or it was my own personal will.

Light and shadow image of this woman. is also very widespread, and her reputation is no worse than that of Wu Sorrow on the side, because she is the first killing god under the primordial demon lord Jiang Yaoyang, killing the demon venerable, Kang Zhuo.

The primordial golden ship, the treasure of the Primordial Demon Sect, is in the hands of Kang Zhuo most of the time on weekdays, and the name of killing the gods is up and down, and the Yellow Spring is down.

In the past, she had a great battle with Zhang Mu, the then sect master of the Shushan Sword Sect, Qinglian Sword Venerable, which was famous for thousands of years.

In his lifetime, his hands were full of blood, fighting with demons, fighting with people, fighting for the primitive demon sect, defeating and killing countless strong people, until finally fell in the hands of the Hidden Emperor Tianhai in the war between the two realms.

The Compassionless Demon Venerable and the Killing Demon Venerable were the two strongest Demon Sect masters under Jiang Yaoyang, the leader of the Primordial Demon Sect in the past.

They were also closest to the end of the road at this moment, Wang Lin looked back, and knew that this was the peculiarity of the Primordial Demon Sect's Demon Dao Method, which embodied the degree that the Demon Sect powerhouses had reached on this path in the past, not the mana traces of Kang Zhuo and the others.

The various demons before were in the same situation, and the source of the scene in front of them was in the white light at the end of the road.

If Wang Lin himself is completely immersed in the Demon Dao, then his figure will also be projected on this path, and with the depth of his demonic attainments, he will decide where he is.

And now he keeps a little clarity in his heart, he has never really incarnated as a demon, and he is based on his own Xuanmen Tianzong Tiandao Sutra, so he can act freely in the abyss.

He doesn't really belong here, but he can move forward here.

Wang Lin was in a peaceful state of mind, crossed the Demon Buddha Compassionless and the Killing Demon Venerable Kang Zhuo, continued to move forward, and then stepped into the white light in front of him.

As soon as he entered the white light, Wang Lin's body and mind shook violently, and he almost couldn't keep the last bit of clarity on the spiritual platform.

Wang Lin himself was determined and outstanding, and he had expertise in cultivating the Dao Fa, so even the supreme demon could not shake his mind.

In the current realm of cultivation, for Wang Lin, the demons in his heart are immortal and ubiquitous, but they disappear with life and beheading, unless Wang Lin himself deliberately leaves them for cultivation, otherwise there is not the slightest trace left on the spiritual platform in his heart.

But at this moment, Wang Lin felt unstable.

What made him unstable was not the devil in his heart, but his emotional thinking, which underwent a huge change at this moment.

At this moment, Wang Lin vaguely felt as if there were countless personal thoughts pouring into his mind together, the past, the present and the future, as if endless.

It is not that Wang Lin reads minds and understands the inner changes of others, but that each person's thinking seems to be Wang Lin's own thinking consciousness at this time.

Wang Lin's face, which had been stabilized, changed again at this moment, his appearance kept changing, turning into the appearance of one person after another, some of which he seemed to have seen in his memory, but more of them were completely unfamiliar.

And the crack at the center of the eyebrows began to heal gradually.

Streams of white light shone into the cracks, and the red light in the cracks began to dim, not suppressed or eliminated, but gradually transformed into white light.

And in the process, the cracks begin to close and disappear gradually, albeit slowly, but in a real way.

Wang Lin tried to calm himself, but he still felt that it was all in vain.

Don't say that the big demon clone in the Void Battlefield is Wang Lin himself on the Immortal Mountain of Yingzhou in Yinghai, and his body began to shake violently. The crack on his forehead twisted.

Lin Feng looked at this scene and squinted his eyes slightly. Raised his hand and stretched out a finger to point at the center of Wang Lin's eyebrows.

But the fingers are halfway there. Lin Feng's movements paused again, and he took his fingers back, still looking at Wang Lin quietly.

The next moment, Wang Lin's deity suddenly opened his eyes, countless brilliance in his eyes disappeared, and the whole person took off his human form and turned into the incarnation of the Yuan Shen of the Netherworld Taiji Diagram.

There is a crack in the center of the Taiji diagram that is constantly writhing, and the red light in the crack is gradually turning into white light.

But Wang Lin's primordial spirit gradually stabilized.

In the Void Battlefield, in the consciousness of Wang Lin's Great Demon clone. The mood has also stabilized again.

In the vast white light, Wang Lin looked ahead and saw an elegant middle-aged man standing there, his temples were dyed with star frost, but he did not show the slightest old age, his facial features were handsome, and he had a kind of demon-like charm.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, as if he felt Wang Lin's change, and only then did he turn around slightly. From Wang Lin's point of view.

Looking at this middle-aged man, Wang Lin's pupils shrank slightly, there was nothing special about this person, and not a trace of demonic energy was revealed. There is no hideous and twisted feeling like other demons, not tyrannical, not crazy. is not bloodthirsty, and the whole person is like being created with heaven and earth. All things in nature are integrated into one, and harmony is extreme.

Look at him. There was no trace of the Demon Sect Dao at all, the only exception was that there was a small black hole in the center of his eyebrows, and a faint white light shot out of the air.

At this moment, the white light that was all over the void in front of him was actually shot out of a small hole.

Wang Lin knew that it was not a small hole, but a terrible crack like the demons outside.

But the crack erected at the center of the middle-aged man's eyebrows continued to heal, so the crack gradually disappeared, leaving only the last bit that had not completely healed, so it looked like a small hole.

This middle-aged man, for the cultivation realm of the Divine Vast Earth Human Race, his reputation is undoubtedly even louder than that of the Demon Buddha Wubei and the Killing Demon Venerable Kang Zhuo.

The head of ten thousand demons, the leader of the primordial demon sect, and the primordial demon lord Jiang Yaoyang.

Most people in the world don't know that Chiyang fell into the Stygian Sea in the past, and he also returned to the world in the Middle Ages, so in almost everyone's cognition, regardless of the good and the devil, Jiang Yaoyang is known as the first person in the human race cultivation realm in the Middle Ages.

Jiang Yaoyang turned his head to look at Wang Lin, Wang Lin looked at him calmly, and saw that in that pair of eyes, there seemed to be thousands of lights and shadows flashing together, originating from one point and returning to one point.

Wang Lin on Yingzhou Immortal Mountain, at this time, changed from the appearance of the Netherworld Taiji Diagram to a human form, landed in front of Lin Feng, and said: "Master, the primordial heart demon spell does have its own uniqueness, there is no way, it comes from the heart demon, but it is not the word 'heart demon' that can be fully described. ”

"At the beginning of chaos, there is nothing in everything, no matter, no time, no space, no living beings, and no conscious emotions, this primordial demon mantra is to go back to the first wisp of emotions and desires in this world of creation, without beginning, without knots and without ends, walking with all beings, and being with creation. ”

"It is used to fight, it is unpredictable, it is aimed at people's hearts, and it is difficult to guard against. ”

Wang Lin let out a long breath: "That black spar, before it was shattered, should have been the product of Jiang Yaoyang being sent into destruction by the Hidden Emperor Tianhai in the past, and the primordial demon spell was resurrected. Jiang Yaoyang was reborn through this, and the black spar that was reborn fell into the hands of the Youhuang Tianhai, and was later obtained by the Empress You, so it appeared there, and then it was shattered for other reasons. ”

"The Jiang Yaoyang that the disciple saw was just a photo of the primordial heart demon spell, not his own demonic thoughts or breath. Wang Lin's eyes flickered slightly: "As you said, Master, this is an opportunity for the disciple, Ning Daoyou has not done his best at the moment, the disciple wants to try it." ”

Lin Feng smiled slightly: "It's good if you can grasp it." ”

Wang Lin nodded and closed his eyes again.

In the black and red world hall of the Void Battlefield, there was a complete silence for a while, Ning Wange sat on the altar and was shrouded in white smoke clouds, while Wang Lin's great demon clone sat in the center of the magic circle, not moving.

Da Luo and the crocodile god, who had already understood the situation, waited quietly and patiently to protect the Dharma for the two of them.

Time passed quickly, and just as Da Luo was looking at the magic circle and the altar, his heart suddenly moved, and he vaguely felt that there was a powerful power fluctuation, appearing outside the black and red world! (To be continued......