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Lu Qiaoqiao shouted loudly in the back, but he ignored it.

At this time, don't mention saving people, save yourself first.

If he remembered correctly, he should have been led away by Lu Qiaoqiao and the others to delay time, but he didn't expect to come back so soon.

"You wait!!" Lu Qiaoqiao crawled out desperately.

But Lin Xin didn't care at all, he quickly disappeared into the red light, and disappeared in a few clicks.

Lu Qiaoqiao's eyes showed a look of despair.

She struggled to support her body with her broken sword, staggering outwards step by step.

Hiss....

Suddenly, a black hole appeared in the air behind her, and inside was a large black vortex.

The Whisperer slowly crawled out of it, and when he saw the messy hall, he immediately became angry.

"Husra..."

All three mouths chanted at the same time.

A layer of dark yellow light suddenly restrained Lu Qiaoqiao's legs from the bottom to the top, and quickly spread upwards.

"No!!"

Lu Qiaoqiao struggled frantically, but his strength was exhausted, and he couldn't break free at all.

Looking at the chants of the River of Grievances approaching step by step, her eyes finally showed panic for the first time.

With a grunt, Lin Xin rushed out from the middle of the huge black pupils with two people, and the surrounding gray polar realm was instantly lifted.

Everything is back to normal colors.

Lin Xin glanced behind him, and the huge black eyes began to slowly dissipate transparently.

The entrances and exits began to be hidden again.

He carefully guarded the surroundings, now is the time when he is the weakest, if a person from the fifth order of the Immortal comes out to cut off his beard, the victory or defeat is really uncertain.

Originally, there was also a formation arranged by the people of Yuanxia Mountain in the black water, but because the spiritual imprint of the people who arranged the formation dissipated, the formation was controlled by five people, and Lin Xin found the formation eye in a few clicks.

There is also the formation isolation of the Yuanxia Mountain people here, which should be able to support a little time.

"Maybe you can rest and recuperate here. .... No way.... The singer of the river of resentment doesn't know if he can come out, and if he can still chase it out, it will be tantamount to killing himself. ”

Putting this thought aside, Lin Xin mentioned that the two of them quickly walked outside.

He didn't walk fast, and there were the remains of monsters that had been cleaned up lying everywhere outside. There was still a faint golden light shining in mid-air, obviously the previous formation was still running.

Walking to the edge of the formation, he carefully examined it, calculating the formation eyes and loopholes in his heart.

After a while, he stretched out his hand in the void slightly, and the whole person, along with Zeng Zhuo's brothers and sisters, disappeared in place in an instant.

On the bank of the Resentful Soul River, Lin Xin carried the two of them and looked at the black river with a hesitant expression.

"Brother Xin.... Can you please let me down..."

Zeng Zhuo, who was carried by him on his left hand, finally woke up, his face was disastrous, and he was obviously extremely weak.

"Brother Zeng woke up?"

Lin Xin smiled and put him down.

"Thank you for saving your life. ”

As soon as Zeng Zhuo stood up, he made a long gesture towards Lin Xin, bent down and bowed for a long time.

"Brother Zeng is polite, now is not the time to talk about this, but is there any way to cross this river?"

He is also extremely weak now, and he still has a heavy treasure in his hand, and the Nakira mask does not know what it does. From the conversation between the two of Yuanxia Mountain, it can be roughly judged that this thing is likely to be a complete ancient artifact.

As for the effect, you need to go back and check it slowly.

Zeng Zhuo smiled slightly.

"It's not hard. ”

He first took over Murong Jun from Lin Xinxing, checked the state of his sister-in-law, and then looked at his own state, and suddenly his face was even more wry.

Taking out a black gold-patterned rune paper from his body, he handed it to Lin Xin.

"Brother Xin, this is a talisman that I have painstakingly refined, and it can isolate more than 3,000 kinds of negative forces of different natures around it in a short time, and it should also be effective against this river of resentful souls. But..."

"But what?"

Lin Xin asked.

"But you can only use it for two people at a time, and you can only use it once. ”

Zeng Zhuo shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"This was originally a life-saving thing for me and my sister-in-law, but I didn't expect this situation to be like this. ”

Lin Xin's face was slightly gloomy, and he lowered his head and thought about it.

"Take your sister across the river, I've got my own way. ”

"Brother Xin doesn't have to be like this. Zeng Zhuo stuffed the black talisman into Lin Novice's hand.

"You take Jun over. I'm here to find another way. Perhaps other ways to cross the river can be identified. ”

"It doesn't have to be that way. ”

Lin Xin shook his head and said.

"I'm not lying, I really have a way, don't worry, I won't joke with my own safety. ”

The two pushed each other for a long time, and Zeng Zhuo promised to cross the river with his sister.

He also told Lin Xin the addresses and identities of the two of them, so that if he was free later, he could go to find them.

The two of them were originally the two peak masters of the big forces in a small world, and they could be regarded as the elders of the sect. After exchanging contact information, Zeng Zhuocai took his sister into the air, staggered the black talisman, flew into the surface of the River of Resentful Spirits, and soon disappeared.

Lin Xinmu sent the two of them away and waited for a while. I didn't see anyone around, and I didn't feel the attention of the powerful eyes.

Only then did he reach out and touch his eyebrows.

Hiss....

A black figure suddenly appeared behind him.

This man had three heads, each of which was a female face, covered with silver-gray scale armor, and surrounded by a trace of black gas, which was unusually cold.

"Yes. ”

Lin Xin smiled, opened his arms, and the figure behind him slowly walked towards him.

The two of them suddenly became one, as if they had put a black aura phantom around Lin Xin.

"The Eucharist comes from the underworld, and the last thing to fear is this feminine power. ”

Lin Xin rose from the ground and flew towards the River of Resentful Souls.

When the black gas on the surface of the river touched him, it was blown away silently, just like ordinary mist, completely harmless.

With the help of the power of the Holy Body, Lin Xin moved and flew at high speed, returning along the same path.

After a while, several monks' bones appeared on the river in front of them, floating and sinking, obviously for a long time.

"It's the corpses that have been eroded by the resentment of the Fate Demon. ”

Lin Xin recognized the corpse in his heart and began to look around at the black qi with long eyes before.

Soon in front of him, on the right, he saw the staggering and slowly flying edge demon resentment.

It seemed to be a little bigger, and it was bending slowly and swimming on the surface of the river, like a black snake.

Lin Xin narrowed his eyes and slowly approached the Rim Demon Grievance.

As the distance drew closer, he visibly began to feel a warm current burrowing into his body from the surface of his skin.

It's exactly the same as when he gets stat points.

Looking at the free attribute again, it really began to slowly rise, although it was only a little slow to improve in one second, but it finally proved that the improvement of the attribute was indeed related to the resentment of the demon.

Lin Xin stopped ten meters away from the Fate Demon Resentment, suspended motionless on the surface of the river.

The one-eyed black qi didn't seem to notice his approach at all, and still floated slowly.

Lin Xin looked at the growth rate of the attribute points, and slowly approached it a little distance.

Suddenly, the attribute improvement was faster, from a little point a second, to two points a second.

The fate demon seemed to sense something, and paused for a moment. The huge one-eyed staggered and looked around. Then he stared directly at Lin Xin's location.

There was a faint babbling sound like a child singing in the air, this was the sound of the dead wind, but Lin Xin had the Holy Body protection at this time, and the Holy Body itself was the strongest and greatest Yin Demon, and it had little effect on the influence of such a negative force.

Lin Xin stared at the resentment of the fate demon and approached one meter again.

One person was suddenly only five meters away.

The attribute points are beating even more, and they keep flying up at three o'clock in a second.

In such a short period of time, Lin Xin has improved his free attribute by more than 300 points, and his speed is still increasing rapidly.

At the same time that he was overjoyed, his thirst for the resentment of the fate demon was also stronger.

Slowly, gently, he moved a little closer to the other man.

There are only two meters left at this point. Almost face-to-face, close at hand.

The speed at which the free attribute is increased has soared to five points per second.

Hiss!

Before Lin Xin could stabilize for a while, the Yuan Demon suddenly let out a strange roar and rushed towards him.

As soon as it was dark in front of him, Lin Xin's whole body was directly wrapped in black qi, and he lost all vision around him.

Streams of hot, scorching and terrifying heat frantically poured from the surface of his skin into his body.

It's like it's on fire.

Countless resentments, angers, pains, loneliness flood into the brain at the same time!!

It's all the clone's endless negative emotions towards the Demon God King's body.

The scorching and hot emotional power, which has been accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years, not only does not dissolve, but becomes more and more intensely distorted.

All kinds of negative emotions poured into Lin Xin's mind like an ocean.

His mind was clouded all at once.

For hundreds of thousands of years, the Demon God King's clone has countless memories on this river of resentful souls.

Loneliness, loneliness, pain, despair.

Too long, too long, so that the doppelganger of the Demon God King gradually fell into distortion. He began to resent the essence of putting himself here, began to be angry at his irresistible fate, and began to distort his mind because of loneliness.

This is all the negative emotions that the Demon God King's clone repels, and he chose to return to his body after separating himself, but this part of the impurities that were separated were left on the river of resentful souls, constantly drifting.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!!"

"Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate!"

Countless voices and countless memories rushed into Lin Xin's mind at once.

Fortunately, he had had experience in dealing with such a huge mountain of memories before, otherwise he might have been shocked into a complete idiot at the first moment of contact. The main body of consciousness is directly occupied by the negative emotions of the Demon God King, and becomes a monster that can only kill.

The free attribute is rocketing like a crazy ascension.

One thousand points.

Five thousand points.

Ten thousand points.

Twenty thousand points.

50,000 points!

The speed of the free attribute finally slowed down, and finally slowly stopped at a position of more than sixty-five thousand.

The black qi that enveloped Lin Xin also gradually penetrated into his body, and was completely absorbed by him, turning into a free attribute.

"It's finally over. ”

He let out a long breath, and when he saw that his attributes had increased by more than 65,000 points at once, his heart was suddenly overjoyed.

Nowadays, the level of strength is getting bigger and bigger, and the improvement of attributes is no longer like at the beginning, and dozens or hundreds of points can have a great impact.

The power level of human immortals is too high, dozens of hundreds, or even thousands of points, and the impact is not great.

But tens of thousands of points are different.

When he came back to his senses, Lin Xin already had a large number of countless painful memories of the Demon God King clone in his mind.

But these are nothing to him, and the attributes of success are the key.

Look at the original resentment of the fate demon, it has disappeared without a trace.

Lin Xin looked around and didn't find any bystanders, so he quickly flew towards the other side of the river. (To be continued.) )