Chapter 200: Password Communication

In the process of Su Lin raising his arm, the arm was not broken, but when he put it down, the arm was sliced from the end of his fingers, which could have been observed and insightful, but it happened too suddenly, so that Su Lin failed to notice the slicing process in time.

For Su Lin, who has a devastating edge, if he is sliced by a sharp invisible, everything is easy to solve.

But if it wasn't, the situation would be a lot more troublesome.

Try again, a voice said to his heart.

Su Lin slowly raised his other hand, and then slowly fell in the air, in his transparent perspective, Qi Wu still did not change, but as the arm fell, the sleeve of the clothes broke from the elbow, and the ring-shaped incision appeared abruptly, and the break was very neat.

As the sleeve broke, an extremely sharp thin thread cut into his skin, although this thread was a hundred times thinner than a human hair, and could not be observed with the naked eye, Su Lin relied on the divine power bestowed by Luo Tianzhenjun and was keenly aware of the injury in his body, even if the injury was extremely slight.

So the existence of this thread is also perceived.

His hand continued to fall, and the rest of his sleeve was cut into loops of cloth as expected, as if dense, sharp, invisible blades were lined up in the air.

The invisible knife is troublesome, but since it relies on "force" to deal damage, the Blade can deal with it.

The key to breaking the game was discerned, and once the spell was analyzed, it no longer made people feel terrible, and he even felt a little bored, and this kind of slow and gradual battle process made him unhappy.

Although reason told him that this battle was still uncertain, he felt as if he had seen the end, it seemed to be a predetermined process that had been experienced many times, and he had a hunch that there would be a furious vent next.

Is this the last show......

Why did you think of it as a show?

It's weird.

Su Lin pulled his thoughts back, and in reality, he heard a voice coming from the altar in the distance.

"Slowly, do you think I can only sit here?"

Da Xiu, who was sitting on the altar, slowly stood up, the huge head should have made his center of gravity unstable, but his movements were very smooth and steady, as if the head was completely weightless.

Su Lin ignored the other party, he raised his right hand, and his fingers kept pinching the trick, leaving a phantom afterimage in the air according to a certain interval, and in the process of Su Lin's pinching, the invisible blades in the air also kept slashing on those fragile fingers.

The invisible slash was carried out silently, as if it were an invisible torture, and small wounds bloomed on all parts of Su Lin's body, and the slash that should have been borne by the fingers was borne by the whole body, and the fingers completed its unique mission - to write the code to the future self.

"It's kind of interesting! You're the first one who can pull out the whole trick in my circle."

Da Xiu calmly paced closer, his fingers hooked slightly, and the yellow talisman behind him soared into the sky, hovering and flying behind him.

"Fire."

As he gently spat out a word, all the fragments of the spell scattered at Su Lin's feet burst into flames.

The flames produced by the burning of the yellow fu were only for a moment, and the flames flashed and extinguished, but with the flash of fire at that moment, the clothes on Su Lin's body burst into flames like gasoline burning, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Su Lin looked at his skin expressionlessly, it became charred at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin and flesh fell off from his body piece by piece like brittle black charcoal, and there was no pain on his face, but a trace of curiosity, as if the burnt body was something new and interesting.

Standing in front of him, Da Xiu sensed Su Lin's breath, he could sense that the other party's vitality was burning out in that raging flame, and he "saw" the real vitality, not the appearance of physical survival.

Once the vitality is exhausted, the living creature should die immediately, which is the unchanging principle between heaven and earth.

This time, he wanted to see with his own eyes that Su Lin's vitality was completely cut off, and he wanted to see clearly what kind of magical power the other party was using.

Daxiu looked at the charred man in front of him, suddenly raised his head, stared at him with those shriveled eyeballs, and then the corners of his mouth moved

He moved, revealing a silent smile, and his charcoal-burned facial muscles detached from his facial bones, his vitality approaching extinction at the moment.

In the next second, Su Lin disappeared under his nose.

Without any warning, the aura in front of him disappeared in an instant, and at the door of the sacrificial house, a vigorous aura appeared out of thin air.

Overhaul narrowed his eyes and looked at the door, where Su Lin was standing intact, even his clothes were exactly the same as Fang Cai's.

"What kind of supernatural power is it?" Overhaul felt a sense of crisis that was difficult to describe.

This inexplicable feeling of not knowing anything makes people feel uncontrollable, just like the promise that has been preached for thousands of years, and itself represents a very bad possibility.

This possibility has been tormenting the Tai Sui clan for thousands of years, and the clan has been committed to completely eliminating this tormenting sense of crisis, so much so that from a long time ago, the Tai Sui clan even began to look forward to the appearance of the destined person, in order to infuse the fear and anxiety of the entire race into a concrete, real person.

But when this person, who condensed the extremely bad possibility, really stood in front of him with a concrete real existence, the unknown uneasiness still did not disappear, and even increased unabated.

Overhaul asked himself in his heart, who really had the upper hand in this battle?

He's already killed the other party twice, and he's unscathed, so he should have the upper hand, right?

Even if it wasn't, then we should be glad for it, at least the so-called destined person in front of him did not show the incomparable power of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea that they feared, even if he died here, Lord Chiyou would definitely be able to kill the other party.

But what's the deal with this unease? Why is it so unnerving?

Su Lin stood in the doorway, where he had first stepped into the sacrificial house.

In his eyes, the house, which was intact a second ago, was now full of yellow talismans, and the overhaul appeared in front of him inexplicably, but there were no obvious wounds on the other party's body.

"Looks like the battle has just begun." Su Lin muttered to himself in his heart.

Su Lin saw at a glance the phantom from the last time he reset, there were many phantoms overlapping there, but he could easily tell when these phantoms were born.

He found that the phantoms were pinching the tricks, and he didn't know any tricks at all.

"I see, it's a genius method." Su Lin said.

Su Lin then decrypted according to the encryption method he was most likely to take, and among the last six decipherment results, five were completely meaningless content, and the sixth message had a clear content conveyed - moving in the fog and being injured, and destroying the whole body.

"Understood." Su Lin nodded enlightenedly, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

Maybe it's not anxiety, but something else......

But that's not the point.