Just as the wall of the seal was about to disappear and the orange flame let out a hysterical smile, Lingkun's sluggish little face trembled slightly, and a familiar Qingming finally slowly returned to the depths of Lingkun's eyes.

Looking at the evil and dark eye in front of him, and feeling the terrifying terrifying power that permeated it, Lingkun's little face also showed a touch of solemnity. Taking a deep breath, Lingkun condensed slightly, feeling the long-immersed origin mark in his palm, his right palm was slightly forced, his eyes burst out with a burst of essence, and he shouted: "Now!"

With Lingkun's loud shout, Lingkun's outstretched right palm also erupted with a burst of intense light, and then a strange mark that was different suddenly appeared, and the power of the seal that slowly dissipated was no longer weakened because of the appearance of the mark.

It seems that the power of the seal that suddenly stopped dissipating, and the orange-red flame, which had fallen into a state of madness, sensed the abnormality. Restrained his emotions, and then looked at Lingkun. Seeing that Lingkun's eyes were full of clarity, the orange-red flame was obviously very surprised and puzzled, it really couldn't think of how a person who had not even awakened his family name could have the ability to break out of his control. Then it seemed to feel something, its gaze slowly moved down, and its gaze finally condensed to the palm of Lingkun's right hand that touched the wall of seals, and condensed to the four-like mark in Lingkun's palm.

At this glance, the evil eyes on the orange flame finally appeared in horror that had never been seen before, and an incredible voice came out of the orange flame in horror: "Origin Mark! Impossible! How can you have an Origin Mark, little ghost?"

Ignoring the fear of the orange flames, Lingkun slowly lowered his head and stared at the origin mark that appeared in the palm of his hand again, and a complicated look appeared on his face. Since that time, as he awoke, the mark had disappeared from his palm. I thought that the mark left by Ling'er had completely left him, but today, when he was in danger again, this mark reappeared, and Ling'er's love for him was very heavy!

Raising his head and looking at the frightened eyes in front of him, Lingkun also sneered: "Why, are you afraid to see something that can restrain you? It feels very uncomfortable to see that you want to succeed and fail, right? Now, let you see with your own eyes, how you have been completely sealed! You will slowly despair!"

Brilliant light burst out from the Origin Seal, injecting the layer of sealing wall that seemed to dissipate at any time, and in the desperate gaze of the orange-red flame, the sealing wall showed a colorful color, and then the thin barrier also slowly became thick at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly closing towards the orange-red flame in the center.

The orange flame let out a terrified and desperate roar: "Don't, little ghost! You know, I can see the darkness in your heart, I know that we are all abandoned by this world!

Looking at the hysterical orange-red flame, listening to its roar full of despair and unwillingness, Lingkun smiled slightly, and his smile was very bright: "You are wrong, in fact, I am not a person abandoned by the world, at least, there is someone who has been with me, this is enough." So, with your forsaken hatred, give it to me...... Seal it!"

At the end of the words, Lingkun also completely stimulated all the remaining power in the origin imprint, and a strong dazzling light lit up, Lingkun was forced to close his eyes by this strong light, and there seemed to be an unwilling roar of orange flames in his ears.

After the strong light, Lingkun slowly opened his eyes and looked at the cluster of orange-red flames in front of him that seemed to be even more gorgeous: the flames were beating slightly, and the fury and tyranny that had not begun at all seemed very gentle.

Lingkun lowered his head, looking at the empty palm of his right hand, his tough face was full of reluctance, and a light sigh sounded, he could feel that the mark in his hand was really gone forever this time.

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Under the old man's desperate gaze, at a certain moment, the orange-red flames that continued to gush around Lingkun, who was sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly stopped gushing, and at the same time, the old man felt that the original sealing power on the orange flames was no longer weakened after all, and stabilized, and the old man's eyes only gave birth to a little hope and doubt, which seemed to him to have reached a desperate situation, and he also wondered how Lingkun had reversed this situation.

Then, seeing the layer of orange-red flames covered by Lingkun's body slowly converging towards the inside of Lingkun's body, and at the same time, there was also the sharply increasing sealing power, and the old man's face finally showed a touch of shock: Where did Lingkun's body come from such a powerful force, so powerful that it could actually seal the awakened "alien spirit" alive!.

However, instead, a touch of relief and relief appeared on his face, as long as Lingkun suppressed the "alien spirit", then the source of the power was not so important.

Finally, all the flames beside Lingkun converged back into Lingkun's body, and he felt the orange-red flame in Lingkun's body that had been completely suppressed and his consciousness was sealed again, the old man finally smiled, and a sound wave with a strange rhythm also sounded in Lingkun's ears: "Next, use your spiritual power to bring the 'alien spirit' into your sea of qi, and then I can officially seal it in your body!"

Hearing this, the "Lingkun" in his brain carefully wrapped the orange flames with his spiritual power, and slowly sank into the sea of qi.

Feeling the orange-red flame that had reached the sea of qi, the old man's face appeared solemn, his hands formed some strange handprints, and a trace of white light also appeared on his right hand, with the changing handprints, the white light on the old man's right hand was also getting stronger and stronger. At a certain moment, the white light on the old man's right hand was so thick that people couldn't look at it directly, and a low voice sounded: "Seal!" Then with a breeze in his right hand, it was vigorously imprinted on Lingkun's lower abdomen.

In an instant, Lingkun, who closed his eyes, set off a violent wave of qi around his body, the black robe he was wearing exploded inch by inch, and a black windless hair was automatic, and a voice full of pain also came from Lingkun's mouth with closed eyes: "Ah!"

Looking at Lingkun, who was full of pain, the old man's open palm on Lingkun's lower abdomen was also slowly closed, and an unhealthy flush appeared on his face, and it could be seen that this seal was also a great load for the old man.

Then, when the unhealthy and ruddy color on the old man's face became stronger and stronger, the black stone pier under Lingkun's seat finally emitted a burst of dark light, and the strange lines on the stone pier slowly lit up, flying to Lingkun's lower abdomen with a shallow light

When all the light disappeared, the old man slowly removed the palm imprinted on Lingkun's lower abdomen with some trembling, only to see that the palm moved away, revealing a new seal mark in it: the mark was in a swirling circle, and there seemed to be some nodes on the circle, which looked very mysterious.

Looking at this new mark, the old man finally exhaled slowly: The seal is finally completed!