"Xiao Lin, hold on, it's almost a little bit!" Luo Xin's heart suddenly tightened when he saw that Xiao Lin was almost at the limit, if he gave up at this time, then the previous month's efforts would be in vain.

Of course, it is not all in vain, at least when Xiao Lin comprehends the artistic conception of true illusion, his own artistic conception of illusion is also increasing.

"Hmm!"

Hearing Luo Xin's words, Xiao Lin gritted his teeth and hummed softly, and then saw him take a deep breath, and then close his eyes again.

"Poof!"

But within a minute, Xiao Lin spurted two mouthfuls of blood again, and at this time, the aura on his body began to weaken.

"It's just a little bit there!"

Xiao Lin is very aware of his own situation, and he understands that as long as he persists a little longer, he will be able to have a true and illusory artistic conception.

But it's easy to say, but it's not easy to do, Xiao Lin has reached the limit, and if you want to succeed, you must let yourself go beyond the limit and overcome weakness.

"I'm not going to give up!"

Xiao Lin gritted his teeth and said it word by word, and as he spoke, the corners of his mouth were constantly spilling blood.

In this way, at Xiao Lin's insistence, the True Illusion Artistic Conception energy around him continued to shrink, but the more he got to the end, the slower the speed at which his body absorbed the energy.

"Hurry up!"

When he felt that he couldn't hold on, Xiao Lin kept urging in his heart, but even if he urged again, the speed of absorption would only get slower and slower.

Luo Xin looked at Xiao Lin's tragic situation, and felt admiration for the latter's willpower in his heart, if it was someone else, I am afraid that he would have given up at this time.

"Xiao Lin, hold on a little longer, as long as you hold on a little longer, I can help you. Luo Xin looked at Xiao Lin, who was working hard, and then hurriedly said loudly.

For the formation of the illusion of the artistic conception, generally speaking, he can only rely on himself, but for Luo Xin's words, he also comprehends the true illusion of the artistic conception, and now this is in the Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Tower, as an instrument spirit, that can still help Xiao Lin a little.

Of course, this help is extremely limited, so we must wait for the last critical moment to help, and before that, we have to rely on Xiao Lin himself, if he can't hold on, then even if Luo Xin wants to help, he is powerless.

"Got it!"

Xiao Lin gritted his teeth and said tremblingly, but he was now at his limit, so he didn't even have much strength to speak, so his voice was very soft.

As time passed, Xiao Lin's eyes began to show a trace of confusion, and at this moment he still insisted, it was completely the obsession in his heart, if it wasn't for this obsession, Xiao Lin would have failed.

Luo Xin looked at Xiao Lin like this, and his heart was also very anxious, but he knew that he only had such a chance to make a move, so he could only endure it and not make a move.

"Ten, nine, eight!"

Seeing that the power of the True Illusion Artistic Conception around Xiao Lin was gradually weakening, Luo Xin also silently counted down in his heart, and at the same time he was also ready, once the time was ripe, then he would not hesitate to help.

Luo Xin's countdown slowly remembered in Xiao Lin's mind, which made Xiao Lin in confusion slightly sober, and when he heard this countdown, his heart was like grasping a life-saving straw.

"Ahh

Xiao Lin shouted in his heart, and immediately he directly burst out the last power in his body at one time.

"It's now!"

Luo Xin, who was still counting down, immediately stopped hesitating and took action directly after discovering Xiao Lin's abnormality.

"Boom!"

As a roaring sound sounded from Xiao Lin's body, the skin around Xiao Lin's body became open in an instant, and streams of blood continued to emerge from these flesh and blood, which gave people the feeling that the whole person was rushing blood.

But even so, Xiao Lin still persisted hard at this time, but from his pale face and trembling body, it was proved that he persevered very hard.

"Poof!"

After a few more seconds, Xiao Lin squirted a mouthful of blood again, and then he rolled his eyes, and the whole person fell straight backwards.

"Whew!"

Seeing Xiao Lin go down, Luo Xin was not in a hurry, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his eyes were full of praise when he looked at Xiao Lin.

"I'm relieved to be able to hand over the Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Pagoda to you!" Luo Xin muttered in his mouth, and in the next second, a bright light flew out of his body, and then directly submerged into Xiao Lin's mind.

Luo Xin is the instrument spirit of the Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Tower, so he is the Eight Lock Spirit Immortal Tower, so as long as he recognizes Xiao Lin as the master, it is equivalent to the Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Pagoda recognizes Xiao Lin as the master.

And the bright light just now is that Luo Xin took the initiative to confess to Xiao Lin, you must know that the spirit weapon that actively recognizes the lord is more powerful than the power that can be exerted by passive confession.

In this way, after Luo Xin let himself confess his master, his figure disappeared, and for the next few days, Xiao Lin had been lying quietly in the eighth layer.

"It's been a month and a half, why hasn't Xiao Lin come out yet?" Seeing that another half a month had passed, Baguio, who was waiting outside at this time, began to get anxious again.

For Baguio, who broke into the fifth layer, she knew how dangerous the eighth layer was, although she hadn't felt Xiao Lin's danger at this time, but she had panicked in her heart some time ago, as if something had happened to Xiao Lin.

Although this sense of panic has disappeared now, Baguio's heart is still uncomfortable, unless she sees Xiao Lin appear in front of her with her own eyes.

"Whew!"

And just as Baguio was walking back and forth by the blood pool, a rapid sound of breaking wind sounded, and then a figure flew out of the tower.

"Sister Yao!"

When the figure that came out saw Baguio walking back and forth by the blood pool, he immediately screamed happily.

"Xiao Lin, you finally came out, I'm really anxious!"

After Baguio heard the familiar voice, she immediately looked back and saw Xiao Lin's familiar smiling face appear in front of her.

The next moment, Baguio hugged Xiao Lin without saying a word, as if as long as she let go, Xiao Lin would leave her.

"Sister Yao, what's wrong with you?"

When Xiao Lin saw that Baguio was a little abnormal, he immediately asked curiously.

"No, nothing!"

After listening to Xiao Lin's question, Baguio discovered her abnormality, so she shook her head and replied while letting go of Xiao Lin.

"Xiao Lin, what exactly did you encounter in the Blood Magic Tower, and why did you ......" Baguio looked at Xiao Lin, and then asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

"Sister Yao, this Blood Magic Tower is actually not called this name, its real name is the Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Tower, and I have only stayed in the tower for so long, in fact, I am just cultivating, and now that my cultivation has been completed, it will naturally come out. Xiao Lin paused slightly when he said this.

Baguio saw that Xiao Lin didn't seem to finish speaking, so he asked softly, "Xiao Lin, is there anything else you haven't told me?"

Xiao Lin nodded lightly, although this Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Pagoda is now a thing of the Blood Demon Sect, but after all, he has already taken over this pagoda now, so this matter must be explained.

"Sister Yao, I'll show you something!" Xiao Lin said, and then he turned to look at the tower suspended on the pool of blood, and then saw him slowly spread out his right palm.

"Close!"

With Xiao Lin's soft shout, the Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Tower suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and when the light slowly shrank, the tower was also shrinking little by little.

"It's ......"

When Baguio saw that Xiao Lin had actually put away the Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Pagoda, her eyes suddenly widened and she couldn't believe it, you must know that this tower couldn't be put away even by her father back then, so that she could only put it in the blood pool.

When Baguio was surprised, the Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Pagoda had shrunk to the size of a palm, and it stopped on Xiao Lin's right palm.

"Sister Yao, this Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Pagoda has already confessed to me, so I'm going to take it away!" Xiao Lin said apologetically.

Although this Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Pagoda is an ownerless thing, it has been in the Blood Demon Sect for many years anyway, and now Xiao Lin wants to take it away as soon as he says it, which is a bit impolite.

"What, did it confess to you? What's going on?" Baguio said in disbelief, this tower couldn't even be subdued by his father, and even the heads of the Blood Demon Sect in the past, how could Xiao Lin be subdued as soon as he came?

Although Baguio didn't believe it, seeing is believing now, and he knew that it was true from the moment the Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Pagoda became smaller and stopped in Xiao Lin's palm.

"Xiao Lin, I can't be the master of this matter, after all, this tower is left by the head of the Blood Demon Sect for generations, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the treasure of the Suppression Sect, although the Blood Demon Sect has now existed in name only, but if you want to take it away, you have to get the consent of the matchmaker!"

"Yao'er, I agree with him to take this tower away, but he has to avenge our Blood Demon Cult. Just when Baguio's words fell, the matchmaker's voice rang out.

In the next second, the figure of the matchmaker appeared in front of Xiao Lin, and she first glanced at the shrunken Eight Lock Spirit Immortal Pagoda in Xiao Lin's palm, and then focused all her eyes on Xiao Lin and said, "Xiao Lin, you can take this tower away, but you have to avenge the destruction of the Blood Demon Sect, is it okay?"

"Revenge for the Cult?"

Xiao Lin hesitated for a moment, but when he glanced at Baguio, he nodded lightly to the matchmaker and said, "Matchmaker, even if there is no such Eight Locks Spirit Immortal Pagoda, as long as it is Sister Yao's business, it is my Xiao Lin's business, rest assured, for this kind of blood hatred of exterminating the sect, I will definitely help Sister Yao." ”

"Okay, very good, from today onwards, the future of the Blood Demon Sect will be handed over to you, I hope you will work with Yao'er to revive the prestige of the Blood Demon Sect, and this is also Yao'er's father's last wish. The matchmaker was very pleased with Xiao Lin's answer.