Rules of the Spirit!

Li Dong finally comprehended the power of this rule little by little after being hurt millions of times by various spirits! Although he couldn't display these comprehensions in his current realm, he could already make himself no longer hurt by the rules of spirits. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info His immortal soul slowly condensed in the curves of countless spirits.

Gradually, Li Dong's eyes could see through this space with the rules of the spirit, he waved his palm, cut off the connection between the thumb woman and the rules of the spirit, he quickly performed the skill of stealing the god, drilled out of the belly of the whale, the waves of the sea outside, as well as the lightning, the first sun, at this time in Li Dong's eyes, it was like a static painting, and he could no longer bind him.

He scurried through the gaps in the water and sunlight and returned to the true world of nothingness, and without hesitation he stepped atop the altar, the mystery of which he had discovered when he comprehended the rules of the spirit in the belly of the whale. It is not only the entrance to the Seal Third Layer Dementor Tower, but also the place where the Thumb Woman's soul is attached.

As long as this altar is slashed, the thumb woman will be scattered in an instant. At the moment when Li Dong stepped on the altar, the thumb woman screamed in panic, as if she had been stepped on by someone's tail, she twisted her body wildly, and dragged countless slender spiritual threads back to the top of the altar.

"Boy, what do you want to do? you can't do this," said the thumbwoman with a trembling expression of pain.

"I'm sorry, I have to do this" Li Dong pressed his palm towards the altar without hesitation, and the thumb woman behind him screamed miserably, and said viciously: "I swear, if you break my sacrificial soul, I will curse you with an ancient witch curse."

Li Dong's palm pressed on the altar, and a cyclone of soul qi poured into his palm, and suddenly the entire altar began to crack, spreading hundreds of cracks from the center to all sides.

At this moment, the thumb woman behind him screamed, and she cursed in the most vicious tone in the world: "Set this curse with my spirit, and you will fall into doom forever, and you will not enter the cycle of reincarnation, you will not transcend the way of heaven, you will live in the world, and you will not die or die."

The thumb woman's cursed oath made Li Dong's back chill when he heard it, and he couldn't help but glance behind him, only to see that the thumb woman had turned into a spiritual mist, but her facial features were still extremely clear and vicious staring at him. At the moment when Li Dong and her eyes met, she sneered, and her whole person instantly shrank, turning into a strange symbol printed on Li Dong's eyebrows.

Then, Li Dong had a strange feeling of being haunted by bad luck all over his body, and he wanted to tear the symbol off, but it had already penetrated into his soul and was connected with the immortal soul.

At this time, Li Dong regretted persecuting the thumb woman a little, he had practiced the ancient finger prints, and naturally understood the viciousness of the ancient witch spell, which was a mysterious ancient witchcraft that even the ancient gods could not contend with.

Li Dong touched the strange mark on his forehead, and shook his head helplessly, even so, he will definitely not back down, he wants to know the truth, he wants to find another soul and understand what happened back then.

At this moment, the obsession in his heart surged, like the sun obscured by dark clouds, which made Li Dong's whole person immersed in that state of depression and inextricable.

It was a long time before he came to his senses again, his eyes swept the exposed entrance on the opposite side, and without hesitation, he stepped into the third floor of the Dementor Tower.

As soon as Li Donggang walked into the third floor, he suddenly felt that his body and mind were enveloped by an extreme depression, and he felt an indescribable depression in his heart, wanting to shout loudly, but he couldn't shout. He felt that he was being strangled by an invisible hand, and gradually, he realized that his breath was not smooth, and the power of the raging flames in his body was uncontrollably operating on his own.

As if hallucinating, he saw a vague picture, it was an evening, the afterglow of the setting sun illuminated her sleeve-length back, she turned around, revealing a face that was unique in the world, she smiled softly, just like the smile of the past, she brought the steaming noodles to his face, the picture was incomparably warm and sweet, and then, after he had eaten a bowl of steaming noodles, she actually jumped off the opposite cliff in front of him, he threw himself on the edge of the cliff, stretched out his palm to try to grab her, and then only held a trace of her hair。

She fell towards the bottomless abyss, and he also wanted to jump down together, but when he saw a line of words, a line of words that made his heart drip blood, he was numb! The whole person seemed to be abandoned by the world, played by fate, he was no longer him, from this moment, he began to wander, drink, gamble, he never had a sober heart, and he did not dare to wake up.

Li Dong was like being drunk, his body swayed, and he was muttering words that maybe only he could understand, and his momentum suddenly became extremely decadent, he staggered a few steps, and a few tears actually flowed on his handsome face. He dipped his finger in it, put it to his mouth and licked it.

Li Dong said slowly, as if he had become another person, walking towards nothingness step by step. Not long after he left, a man hundreds of times more decadent than him appeared, he held a long sword in his hand, and a dozen wine gourds hung from his waist, he pulled out one of the wooden stoppers, tilted his head and poured it into his mouth, he actually drank the wine as water.

He drank half a gourd in a row before he stopped, tied the wine gourd to his waist, turned around and said to nothingness: "Young age, I didn't expect to have so many love debts in my heart, it seems that you can't live my artistic conception" When he said these words, the bald expression on his face disappeared instantly, and his body was filled with a thick aura of slaughter.

Li Dong walked alone in the void, he didn't know where to go, it seemed that only by keeping walking could he vent the depressed momentum in his heart. Just when he was almost completely addicted to this state, an obsession from the depths of his soul poured out, completely dissipating the bitter and depressed aura in his body, and he finally woke up, he looked up at the sky, and his heart gradually became clear.

Artistic conception! Is this the artistic conception of the earth?

It seems that I have met the soul of an earth immortal realm again! His artistic conception should be love, but this artistic conception is not a simple emotion, and there are some complex and obscure suffering, although Li Dong can't comprehend what the other party has experienced to get such an artistic conception from the artistic conception, but I believe that this person is definitely not the kind of person who is infatuated.

Li Dong turned from the void and walked towards the third layer of the Dementor Tower space again. At the same time, the middle-aged man standing in the space of the tower picked up a wine gourd in his hand and poured a few sips before he raised his head slightly and stared at Li Dong who walked from the void.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said with a bitter smile: "It's a bit interesting to break through the realm with thoughts" He said, the long sword in his palm was already out of his body, and his thoughts were sent out through the sword intent, and in an instant, a gust of wind blew in the surrounding nothingness.

Sure enough, love was just his cover, and his true artistic conception was ruthless killing! Just when the sword intent was close to Li Dong's side, he suddenly understood what the other party's artistic conception was!

A sword qi pierced Li Dong's right arm, and the part pierced by the sword qi immediately solidified into frost, which shows how cold and ruthless his sword is, his sword intent is full of anger for emotional betrayal, and hatred for any emotion of time, he wants revenge, he wants to kill, the sword intent contained in each sword qi is his true artistic conception, at this time he no longer has the slightest disguise, and there is no need to disguise.

The earth immortal man raised his head and drank a pot of wine, the appearance as a ruthless cover, seemed to have been deeply rooted in his bone marrow, his every action was playing a person who was hurt by feelings, however, his indifference was hidden in the extremely cold heart.

In the face of the earth immortals, Li Dong's cultivation didn't even have room to fight back, the sword intent fell like snow, and Li Dong's immortal soul was killed more than a thousand times in an instant, and each time it would make Li Dong feel that terrible and bleak sword intent.

This time, Li Dong didn't absorb the opponent's attack energy like the previous two times, and then comprehend their mysteries, he didn't want to and didn't want to comprehend this artistic conception of ruthless killing, even if he had the most powerful power in the world, he didn't care about it.

The killing of the sword qi is still increasing, Li Dong has been killed more than five thousand times in the blink of an eye, which is already on the verge of the limit of his immortal body's rapid recovery, if he increases his speed again, he will no longer be able to return to his human form, maybe it is a suppressed appearance of minced meat, and life is a blurred paste of flesh and blood. Li Dong didn't know if his immortal soul could still withstand it in that state, but he didn't want to give in, let alone absorb the slightest bit of his artistic conception energy.

The other party's artistic conception was still improving, and soon the sword intent had broken through the bottleneck of five thousand and reached ten thousand times. At this time, Li Dong's immortal soul could no longer recover its original body, and could only exist in a semi-illusory state. Fortunately, Li Dong's consciousness was not affected, and he was still able to maintain his complete consciousness and thinking ability.

At this moment, the middle-aged man on the opposite side picked up a wine gourd again, raised his head and drank a few sips, this time the camouflage of love on his body became even stronger, he flicked his sleeves violently, and a stream of wine sprayed onto the long sword, just like pouring a bucket of oil on the coals, the sword qi instantly soared several times, and this time he killed Li Dong 100,000 times in one breath.

Li Dong's immortal body was slashed into flesh by the powerful sword qi, and he could no longer recover his form, not even a piece of flesh, he was like a puddle of mud on the ground and was slashed by the sword qi at a high frequency.

At this time, Li Dong's consciousness was also a little blurred, as if he was going to discard something, which made Li Dong Zou Ran nervous, and the obsession in his heart was aroused again, and he struggled hard unconvinced, trying to break free from the dense sword qi. But no matter how he struggled, he would be slashed into meat sauce head-on by the sword qi, and he had no power to resist.

Li Dong roared frantically in his heart, he didn't want to lose his memory, let alone even his autonomous consciousness being cut into pieces, and then he would lose even the ability to think, at that time, even if he was still alive, what was the difference between him and the walking dead. The resentment that had been suppressed for tens of thousands of years in his bones finally burst out uncontrollably, and the piece of flesh on the ground suddenly turned black, and they condensed together towards the center, they no longer tried to condense, but as if they each had an independent consciousness, even if it was cut again, it was an independent and inseparable consciousness.

They are like tiny grains of wisdom, linked to each other, matched with each other, and even made every sword intent empty. Hundreds of thousands of sword qi were not once slashed on the minced meat, which made the face of the earth immortal on the opposite side change greatly, he seemed to see something extremely incredible, an unbelievable expression appeared on his face, and he said in a lost voice: "The artistic conception is subtle, this is impossible, with his mere mortal immortal realm, how can he comprehend the artistic conception of the Nine Emperors!!".

It can be seen that the middle-aged man has not cultivated to the realm of the Nine Emperors, and although his ruthless killing artistic conception is very clever, it is difficult to compete with the artistic conception of the Nine Emperors.

Li Dong, who was in this state of subtle artistic conception, knew almost nothing, his consciousness had already fallen into a state of chaotic suspended animation, and everything he did at this time was only done under the command of the resentment in his soul, so that when he cultivated the Nine Emperors in the future, it took a long time to regain the artistic conception he had displayed today.

As a last resort, the middle-aged man withdrew his sword intent, and he knew in his heart that if he stubbornly clashed with the Nine Emperors' artistic conception, he would undoubtedly bring about his own destruction. So, he took the initiative to give up the battle of sword intent, and instead he used to use the soul slaying technique that only the mortal immortal realm can pass, this kind of trick that can only be performed by relying on the soul power vortex, and there is no way to be opportunistic at all, and he can only defeat the opponent by relying on the strength of the soul power vortex itself.

The middle-aged man is to crush Li Dong with the help of the strength of his own soul spin, he wields a long sword, and a knife really slashes at Li Dong, who has just formed a human form, each sword cuts into Li Dong's flesh and blood, but does not separate him, this is the trick of the middle-aged man, he wants to use this kind of torture to make Li Dong suffer, but he can't use the immortal soul to repair himself.

However, just when the middle-aged man thought that his trick had succeeded, the black gas on Li Dong's body came out again, it was like something that was not in this world, and its incomparably resentful aura instantly froze the middle-aged man's long sword in mid-air, and then broke off one by one, until the middle-aged man's palm.

The black sharply corrosive energy almost made half of his arm turn into a soul and dissipate, the middle-aged man stared at Li Dong with an extremely shocked expression and asked, "Who are you?" Your strength is definitely not in the mortal immortal realm, you are like a person from the divine realm!!".

Before he could finish speaking, Li Dong suddenly opened his eyes, it was a pair of eyes that had penetrated the years, experienced reincarnation, and crossed life and death, he did not belong to anyone, and he did not belong to any realm, as if he was there in the eternal world, there was a void in his pupils, stars, and endless fire of anger!

When the middle-aged man on the other side saw these eyes, he couldn't help but kneel on his knees, he no longer had any courage to stand up, it was a humble and absolutely irresistible divine power from the depths of his soul.

Li Dong put his hands behind his back, looked up at nothingness, and ignored the middle-aged man at his feet like an ant, he seemed to be reminiscing, or thinking, his eyes were extremely solemn, and seemed to be extremely contradictory.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh, slowly closed his eyes, and the black qi that lingered on Li Dong's body dispersed one by one, leaving only Li Dong with a dazed face, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, not knowing what had just happened.

He glanced back at the earth immortal kneeling below, and felt a little funny, Tang Tang actually knelt down to me, he glanced at the back of the earth immortal again, and saw that the entrance to the fourth layer of the soul tower had been presented, which was the location where the long sword was shattered just now.

It turned out that the middle-aged man actually hid the entrance in his long sword, and the long sword was destroyed, and the entrance naturally appeared. Li Dong didn't want to pay any more attention to the earth immortal who had already been frightened, so he walked towards the fourth layer of the soul tower.

The fourth layer of the dementor tower is different from the first three floors, as soon as Li Dong walks in, it is as if he has entered another world, where there are extremely real mountains and rivers, and even grasslands and forests, but there is no one here, and there is not a single human being, and there are only some very strange creatures living in it, they are not humans or beasts, maybe only monsters can explain their existence.

Sometimes they are extremely timid, sometimes they are extremely ferocious, as long as Li Dong is a little relaxed, they will attack in groups, if Li Dong draws his sword at each other, they immediately flee in all directions, and hide for a moment until there is no trace. At first, Li Dong didn't think they hated it, but after a long time, he would be extremely disgusted with these things, and they followed him all the time, even if Li Dong wanted to rest, he couldn't do it.

Li Dong searched in the fourth layer for more than ten days, but still failed to find the entrance to the fifth layer, as if this world had nothing to do with the Dementor Tower at all, gradually, he was a little upset and irritable, which made those monsters seize the opportunity to sneak attack him from time to time when Li Dong lost his mind.

It made Li Dong upset and angry, but he didn't have the slightest way to take those monsters.... He had no choice but to dig a cave, made a formation with the branches of a large tree, and released the Divine Beast Astrological Symbol to protect the Divine Beast for him. In this way, it will be difficult for those monsters to get close to him, and he can also rest for a while.

He fell asleep for three days and three nights in one breath, which was something he had never done before, even if he practiced and entered meditation, his spiritual intelligence remained awake, and he didn't know why he felt so tired, just like a mortal who was as tired as walking hundreds of miles.

Even if he woke up now, it seemed that it was still difficult to recover his previous state, and he still had a feeling of physical exhaustion, a feeling that he hadn't felt for a long time since he had cultivated the Soul Qi Cyclone.

Just when Li Dong was puzzled, there was a dragon groan from outside the cave as the Flying Dragon Star and those monsters fought against each other, and then a chaotic scream was heard from all directions, and they were scared away again. Li Dong really didn't break down with these timid guys, they tirelessly harassed on the one hand, and slipped away without hesitation on the other hand, they would come so many times a day, and they were not too tired, even Li Dong was tired of listening to them.

It was indeed safe to hide in the cave, but Li Dong couldn't go out to find the entrance to the fifth-layer dementor tower, he didn't want to hide in the cave and waste time, so he hurriedly collected the formation that afternoon, walked out of the cave, and continued to look for the entrance to the fifth-layer dementor tower in this strange world.