There was a faint flame of light in the Buddha's dim yellow pupils, and he had been surprised before, but now he was beginning to fall into extreme shock and deep fear.

He originally felt that he had insight into all the thoughts of these worldly cultivators, and knew the desires and ambitions of these people's hearts, so that his proposal would be transformed into a temptation in the deepest part of their souls that they could not refuse, but looking at Lin Yi's cold face and listening to such a voice, he suddenly realized that it seemed that Lin Yi was the demon king who really controlled everything.

His body became cold, not because of fear itself, but because this anti-heaven magic was rapidly stripping his life essence from his old body, and it was irreversible.

In his own perceptual world, his divine soul was detached from his physical body under the impetus of the magic circle, as if he had drilled out of the top of a nine-story tower, and then jumped towards Lin Yi's physical body.

It stands to reason that this kind of leap down is to directly invade the opponent's sea of consciousness and fight with the opponent's spiritual power.

With his spiritual power of ascetic cultivation all his life, it is impossible to lose in the struggle for this spiritual power.

Unless these cultivators of the alien race woke up before he performed the spell, it would be logical at this moment, just like a stone falling from a high altitude, it would naturally fall into the water quickly.

However, what shocked and frightened him was that his spiritual power was like a stone that could never enter the water, and between his spiritual power and Lin Yi's sea of knowledge, it was like a thick layer of skin that could not penetrate at all.

"How is that possible!"

He screamed in disbelief, using his last strength to frantically urge the power of the magic circle, trying to let his spiritual power penetrate this layer of obstacles, but this thick layer of skin is getting thicker and thicker.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

This mouthful of blood was extremely viscous, like the product of broken and rotting internal organs, but it suddenly emitted a strong foreign fragrance, and there was no smell of blood.

Lin Yi's brows furrowed even deeper, and it was only at this time that he really understood how many amazing elixirs this Tuoba Clan's Buddha had taken all year round in order to continue his life.

Rumble!

The flame of light circulating on the orb held in the Buddha's left hand was completely shattered, and those divine and bright lights were intertwined disorderly, and the golden runes and silver runes on the drape exploded one after another.

The divine soul and mental power that broke away from the old body of the Buddha Sect was forced back into his body, and the original eyes could not see the scene in front of him at all, and at the moment when the divine soul and mental power were reunited with the physical body, a trace of divine light was rekindled in his eyes, and he instantly saw a terrifying picture.

Lin Yi's face was crimson.

A thick layer of crimson powder enveloped Lin Yi's entire mask, like a terrifying and hideous helmet without the slightest gap.

This crimson powder was born from Lin Yi's flesh and blood in his turbulent perception at this time.

"What the hell are you monsters!"

He stretched out his right hand, stretched out a finger and pointed at Lin Yi, and let out a terrible scream.

The thick salmer quickly receded on Lin Yi's face like a receding tide, hidden in his flesh and blood, revealing Lin Yi's extremely clean face.

Lin Yi slowly raised his hand and glanced at the wound on his hand.

This Tuoba Sect Buddha opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

He saw that the bloody wound in Lin Yi's hand had been closed, and there was only a red line left.

Lin Yi didn't make any moves at the first time, he seriously sensed the body of this Buddha, he was sure that the vitality of this Buddha had completely decayed, and neither the spiritual power nor the true yuan breath could pose any threat, so he raised his head slightly, looked at the eyes of this Buddha, and then said seriously: " When I fought with that master of your tantric sect before, I determined that any seemingly invisible means of spiritual power was nothing more than the use of true yuan and special vitality to invade the special meridians of the other practitioner's cultivators, which was not much different from some practitioners in history who used some thin needles to directly manipulate the practitioner's mind and body, since it was true yuan... It is impossible for any True Element to penetrate the thick layer of lead dust. ”

"How is that possible!"

The glow in the pupils of the Buddha Sect quickly dimmed, and his body paused like a pile of broken bones, only his voice still sounded low: "Wash the lead dust... This is originally the most popular saying in the world of cultivators, this kind of mundane thing is the natural enemy of a cultivator's true yuan, and it has unpredictable damage to people's qi and blood, how can a cultivator accumulate and fuse a large amount of this poison in his qi and blood without dying, and even have such a powerful vitality and strength?"

"There are all kinds of methods for practitioners, and perhaps you can also think of this method as a kind of magic that you don't understand in tantra. ”

Lin Yi couldn't help but shake his head, he also looked at this Buddha with some sigh, and said: "Just like the kind of method you just used, in our opinion, it is also an anti-heaven divine technique that we can't understand and have never heard of, in any record I have seen, I have never heard of a cultivator who can pass on his consciousness and memory to another living life through special and powerful means." If you talk about divine art, this is the real divine art against the sky. ”

Lin Yi's tone was full of emotion.

This is indeed a measure against the sky, but this old monk tried his best, but in the end he did not succeed.

A slight cough sounded behind him.

Bai Yuelu and Xia Ba Ying had already recovered control of their bodies from the suppression of the magic circle, but the pain and fear of being stripped of their souls just now still made the two people's bodies twitch constantly, and the pain was unspeakable.

"How did you find out I lied to you?"

Filthy blood continued to flow from the mouth of the Tuoba Clan's Buddhist Sect, even though the blood exuded a strong fragrance, his life had reached the last moment, and his pupils at this time were full of puzzlement, "How could you find out." ”

"Because of him. ”

Lin Yi's gaze fell on the white-clothed monk.

He looked at the little monk in white and said, "Everyone has a desire for life, but no matter how much he doesn't move, when according to what you said, he doesn't seem to have any expectations and joy when he can really get a long life. I don't know what means you use or how you teach him on weekdays, so that he doesn't dare to show the slightest reminder at such a moment, but my cultivation methods are different from others, I can perceive his qi and blood flow more clearly than anyone else, and the flow of qi and blood when he is frightened and when he really faces death, and the desire to be healed is not the same. ”

Tuoba Buddhism turned to the white-clothed monk in disbelief, and it was only then that he finally understood that these worldly cultivators were a hundred times more terrifying than he had imagined. If there was a real hell, he would have dragged all these people into hell with him, and he would never recover, but in this time, his life had come to an end.

His skull drooped, and the sound of swamp gas being released from the mire was heard in his bones.

The hand he held the orb hung limply over his completely paralyzed and shattered body, and the yellow orb was about to roll down the edge of his palm.

At this moment, the little monk in white leaned over and grabbed the yellow orb.