Chapter 367 - Divine Thought Descends
Jing Weixuan's voice was filled with strong resentment and unwillingness, like a terrible female ghost howling.
Zhao Han was stunned, a little inexplicable, it seemed that in Mo Shaoguang's memory, this was the first time they met after entering the secret realm, why did this woman look like a life and death enemy?
It's inexplicable!
"Don't shake the light, you can't die well!" Jing Weixuan took out a pale golden talisman and looked at Zhao Han with a look of hatred that seemed to be substantial.
It's sick of the brain!
Zhao Han shook his head and decided to ignore this high-ranking disciple of the Louvre who had a sudden nerve, but the next moment, after Jing Weixuan crushed the talisman, his face changed greatly.
It was a breath so powerful that it was suffocating, and although it was only a wisp, it made the entire secret realm let out an overwhelmed moan.
And the moment this qi machine appeared, a strange fluctuation came out from Jing Weixuan's body and merged with this qi machine, attracting this qi machine to Jing Weixuan's body with a snap of his fingers.
Then, in Jing Weixuan's resentful gaze, the aura on her body rose rapidly as if it was inflated, and almost instantly crossed the True True Realm, the jade liquid returned to the Dan, and then went all the way up, even breaking through the trick, reaching the peak of the Bao Dan, and then stagnating a little, and then successfully made another breakthrough and reached the Origin Spirit Realm!
A group of Shenhua rose from her body, the glow was bright, the smoke and clouds flowed, in this graceful mist, gradually manifested a vague vision of the heavenly palace, majestic and magnificent, with the supreme momentum of suppressing the blue falling yellow spring and leading the laws of heaven and earth.
It's just that Jing Weixuan's aura at this time is completely different from before, as if he has become a different person, but there is still unforgettable resentment on his face, staring at Zhao Han deadly.
"It's weird, it's like a different person, it feels like ...... After being possessed by the Blood Shadow Gu, but it is not as subtle as the Blood Shadow Gu, the traces are too heavy, as if it was forcibly descended to possess, but it is more similar to taking the house. ”
A solemn look appeared on Zhao Han's face, although he had guessed that Jing Weixuan was holding the hole card before, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
Judging from the changes in qi he captured and Jing Weixuan's deep hatred for him, it was obvious that after being possessed, Jing Weixuan's vitality would inevitably be greatly damaged, and he would not even be able to save his life. Otherwise, she wouldn't hate Zhao Han so hysterically.
"The Louvre claims to be a leader in the righteous path, but with such a means that is close to the devil's way, sure enough, there is no distinction between good and evil in martial arts, and if you use it for righteousness, you will be right, and if you use it for evil, you will be evil. ”
Zhao Han frowned, secretly pinching a talisman, his eyes were full of hesitation, in Mo Shaoguang's memory, this talisman was given to him by Zi Wukong for the purpose of turning the table, according to Zi Wukong, even if he was in a desperate situation, as long as he crushed this talisman could immediately turn the situation around, it could not be used until it was in a desperate situation or at the most critical moment.
Zhao Han had doubts in his heart before, and always felt that this talisman was not simple, and it was not until he saw Jing Weixuan's fate at this moment that he understood that the effect of this talisman should be similar to the one used by Jing Weixuan.
"Hmmm......"
At this moment, Jing Weixuan let out a soft hum, Qingyue melodious, like the old strings moving, infiltrating into the soul, but the timbre was very different from before, it was a male voice.
"It's in ...... In the White Bird Secret Realm, was Jing Weixuan forced into a desperate situation so early? So the culprit is...... You. ”
Jing Weixuan's whole body began to change drastically, large pieces of blood and bone residue spurted out of the pores, and then the whole person quickly grew taller and taller, his facial features were distorted and changed, and he soon became another person.
Black hair is like ink, sword eyebrows are bright, nose is like a gall, a righteous face, and the vision behind him manifests, revealing a heavenly palace hidden in the sea of clouds, mountains and clouds, which is the Luofu Heavenly Palace that the core disciples of the Louvre will manifest.
"My name is Fang Lin, and I've met you. ”
This person turned his gaze, swept over the audience, and then spoke, his voice was clear and melodious, but it sounded in everyone's hearts, even those Demon Clan Ancestors who were engrossed in activating the Demon Crying Spirit Array. This hand was revealed, and it attracted everyone's attention, especially those demon ancestors who used their strength to activate the demon summoning array, and after a vigilant glance, they all sped up, wanting to completely activate the demon summoning array before the other party's state was stable.
After Zhao Han's blood shadow possessed Mo Shaoguang, he had already obtained all of his everything, and from the memories he obtained, he naturally understood the meaning of the name "Fang Lin". This one is the leader of the young generation of the Louvre, less than forty years old, he has already reached the peak of the Beginning Spirit, and he is only half a step away from Taixuan, and he is a peerless Tianjiao who can compete with the Martial Arts Holy Land!
In Mo Shaoguang's memory, there were many disciples of the Purple Yang Demon Sect, especially some disciples with high potential who died at the hands of this one, including Yang Lusheng, who was known as the leader of the new generation back then and cultivated to reach the peak of the Origin Spirit.
Zi Wukong's brother Zi Wuji is known as the leader of the younger generation of the Ziyang Demon Sect after Yang Lusheng, but he was injured by Fang Lin's sword back then, and had to take refuge in the sect, and he recuperated for a long time before he broke and stood up, and cultivated to a great advance, replacing Yang Lusheng's position.
This one is a strong man who makes the younger generation of the Purple Sun Demon Sect grit their teeth and grit their teeth up and down, and they are still resentful, and they must not be underestimated.
"Is this a divine thought descending to the body, is it just a divine thought?"
Zhao Han's pupils shrank extremely, looking at the initial movements were still very rusty, and then quickly skilled, and after a while, it was natural, and the other party was as natural as an arm and finger, and his heart was full of turmoil.
This time the game was a bit big, and the hole card of the Louvre actually made Fang Lin's divine thought come down. Although it was just a divine thought, the pressure on Zhao Han was unprecedentedly strong, although this one's cultivation was still at the peak of the Origin Spirit Realm, it was rumored that he had even killed a demon venerable level demon across the border.
With the strength of these demon clan ancestors in the secret realm, in fact, they have not condensed the will of the martial arts, and they are weaker than the normal Origin Spirit Realm martial artists, facing Fang Lin at this moment, even if the other party only has a wisp of divine thought, but in Zhao Han's heart, he is still not optimistic about these demon clan ancestors.
This is an intuition in the dark, without any basis for reason, but it is very strong in Zhao Han's heart.
"You're not Mo Shaoguang. ”
Fang Lin glanced at Zhao Han deeply, a different color flashed in his eyes, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face: "No wonder you can force Jing Weixuan to such a point so easily, I see, but this is good, it is more interesting." ”
Zhao Han's eyes narrowed into a slit, he was on guard with all his might, pursed his lips and remained silent, as if he was facing a great enemy.
The old ape who was confronting him suddenly took a step back, his hair stood on end, his hands were folded, and the Buddha was full of glory all over his body, and said in a deep voice: "What a domineering demon skill, who is Your Excellency?