Chapter 636: Where the seal

Crushing the black hair that contained the other party's slight sense of inaccuracy, Wang Lin's eyes showed a cold look, and the other party's sense of consciousness was hidden very deeply. Even if he had not been paying attention to Xu Fei before, he would have been easily avoided by this sense of consciousness after negligence.

"The magical powers of this Corpse Yin Sect are indeed amazing, and it is even hard to detect hidden spiritual consciousness. We must pay more attention in the future. The woman named Xu Fei can use spiritual consciousness to her hair. Obviously, she is the original body. In this way, Zhao Yixuan is a corpse puppet..."

A trace of contemplation flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. Speaking of which, he could recognize Xu Fei's identity, which was related to his slave Sun Tai, who was forcibly sent by Zhou Yi.

Sun Tai has a corpse puppet. This corpse puppet is just a little boy, but it is extremely agile and has strong cultivation. The relationship between Sun Tai and the little boy is quite special. It seems that it is not simply controlling the corpse puppet, but two different individuals.

Thinking of Sun Tai's corpse puppet, Wang Lin couldn't help but think of Situ Nan, who occupied the body of this little boy.

"Situ doesn't know where he is now. He should be living his life as a mortal prince on a certain cultivation star..." Wang Lin's eyes showed a trace of recollection. At this moment, he was no longer the murderous evil star, but a mortal who remembered his friends.

"And Sun Tai, he is the great elder of the Corpse Yin Sect on the Suzaku Star. This person was thrown into the starry sky by the magical powers of the ancestor of the Troll Clan, but he didn't know where he was at this moment."

Wang Lin took a deep breath, put away his thoughts, looked at the cracks in the abyss branches around him. There were no less than dozens of cracks here, and no Zhou Yi's breath came out. Wang Lin needed to search for them one by one by one.

"Senior Zhou Yi was sealed in this demonic spirit place by the sword master Ling Tianhou, so there must be the breath of Ling Tianhou in the sealed crack!" Wang Lin's eyes condensed, he expanded his spiritual sense, and checked them one by one around.

After a short while, Wang Lin gradually frowned.

He checked all the cracks around him, but there was no sign of Zhou Yi's existence.

Wang Lin's face was gloomy. After slapping the storage bag, the crystal sent by the ancient demon Beiro appeared in his hand. Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness merged into it. After a while, his eyebrows became tighter, and his spiritual consciousness was pulled out of the crystal.

"If Beiro did not lie, then he would investigate where Zhou Yi was, it was here!" Wang Lin's eyes showed contemplation.

"Bello shouldn't deceive me in such a thing that is irrelevant to him. It means nothing to him... If he wants to harm me, he doesn't need to use such despicable means and just take action. After all, the most important thing for him now is to devour the other seven demons...

Unless...unless this person tricked me here by lying, he was preparing to kill someone with a knife!" A cold light burst out in Wang Lin's eyes. After flashing for a few seconds, his spiritual sense swept again and shook his head secretly.

"If he said that Zhou Yi was at the bottom of the tide abyss, perhaps the possibility of killing people with a knife would be greater, but now it is extremely common..."

While Wang Lin pondered, his spiritual sense dispersed again. This time, he was even more serious than before and carefully searched all the cracks. Unfortunately, the result was still.

Wang Lin was silent. After a few breaths, he slapped the storage bag, and the soul-respecting banner was in his hand. With a trembling, thousands of powerful souls flew out of it. Under Wang Lin's mind control, these souls immediately dispersed and drilled into every crack.

Wang Lin closed his eyes and his soul was placed on these souls, as if he had checked them personally, and he was looking for them thoroughly in every crack.

This time, he was looking for it more thoroughly, and he didn't even miss any trace.

After one stick of incense, thousands of souls flew back. Wang Lin opened his eyes and looked ugly.

"I carefully searched for all the cracks up and down here, without any Zhou Yi's aura! Could it be that the ancient demon Beiro, I really can't bully me in this matter!" Wang Lin shook his sleeves, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, but immediately, his eyes narrowed.

"No! If I were Ling Tianwei, I would not seal people in this obvious crack. If I were Ling Tianwei..." Wang Lin's eyes showed a deep thought. Ling Tianwei's sword energy was scattered in his body, wandering in his body, levering with a trace of Ling Tianwei's artistic conception contained in the sword energy.

The contemplation in Wang Lin's eyes gradually dissipated, but instead it was a gaze full of domineeringness.

Ling Tianhou's artistic conception is domineering. With his own domineering, he will fight against the way of heaven and do whatever he wants for his whole life. The sword energy wanders inside Wang Lin's body, and Wang Lin's domineering look becomes stronger and stronger.

"If I seal a sword spirit that has been entangled for a long time... I will not simply seal it, but will make it surrender and make it surrender to my domineering power. If it does not surrender, I will seal it for a thousand years, and if it does not surrender, even if it does not surrender, I will destroy its spiritual body and practice magic weapons to surrender to me!

I won't choose these obvious cracks. If I really want to choose to seal here, there is a reason why I have to... If I seal, I will choose..." Wang Lin's eyes were full of domineering colors, as if he looked down on me. His eyes swept through the blank spaces between the cracks one by one.

The domineering look in his eyes gradually dissipated, and drops of sweat beads as big as beans were secreted from his forehead. When the domineering look disappeared, Wang Lin shook his body and his face turned pale.

"The artistic conception in Ling Tianwei's sword energy is too domineering. I was almost injured by just a little bit of insight." Wang Lin took a deep breath, and as the immortal power in his body was circulating, he slapped the storage bag, and the immortal sword flew out immediately, and there was a scimitar.

Wang Lin grabbed the fairy sword with his right hand and stepped forward. He suddenly turned his body. The fairy sword in his hand immediately emitted a stirring sword energy. Sweeping down with Wang Lin as the center, a vortex of sword energy suddenly took shape.

"Break!" Wang Lin shouted softly, and his body suddenly stopped. At this moment, the vortex sword energy rushed wildly around with a loud bang. The sword energy crisscrossed, and cracks suddenly appeared in the abyss walls on both sides. With the sound of cracks, these cracks became more and more, and finally spread almost all positions up and down a hundred feet.

"Cracked!" Wang Lin's voice was like thunder, echoing around in the rumbling rumbling. The abyss walls on both sides suddenly shattered, and large tracts of gravel were sandwiched in the soil and all fell off.

The abyss within a hundred feet was swept across by Wang Lin with his sword energy and was shocked by an inch.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he used the fairy sword again. The sword energy dispersed. As the circle continued, the abyss walls on both sides quickly decreased. After half a stick of incense, a slight gap appeared in one of the blank places, and a faint breath scattered from the gap.

This aura was not Zhou Yi, but contained extreme domineering.

Wang Lin pinched his right hand and pointed forward. The immortal sword immediately roared out. The scimitar followed closely and headed straight for the gap. It flew rapidly around it. A large amount of gravel fell off. In a blink of an eye, a hidden branch crack buried deep within three feet of the abyss appeared in front of Wang Lin.

The gap is not big, it is only half a foot high, and it is pitch black inside. As soon as Wang Lin's spiritual sense penetrates, he is immediately hit back by an extremely domineering divine thought.

With this collision, Wang Lin's body was immediately thrown out and directly hit the wall of the abyss opposite. With a bang, a large number of broken patterns immediately appeared in the wall of the abyss behind him, and Wang Lin's body was trapped inside.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his body and flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and his body moved and flew out of the wall. With this movement, Wang Lin's face became paler. The collision of his spiritual thought just now immediately made his soul almost collapse!

If he hadn't won the title, this simple collision could even shatter its soul immediately!

"So strong!" Wang Lin stared at the gap. He didn't know how deep it was, but he could be sure at this moment that Zhou Yi must be there!

Because the divine thought that just came out belonged to only one person, that is Ling Tianqiu!

"Just just the divine thoughts left behind can kill the cultivator who won the top. What level of cultivation level does Ling Tianhou have reached!

To achieve great perfection is equivalent to the end of the first step of practicing Taoism. Only by passing the test of the two realms of yin and yang, virtual and real can one step into the second step of practicing Taoism, that is, the three realms of shattering Nirvana!

The three realms of breaking Nirvana, the glimpse of Nirvana, the pure Nirvana, and the broken Nirvana, each realm is divided into four stages: the beginning, middle, and later, and the completion of the whole. Tianyunzi once said that he was at the end of the second step. I will just calculate that he is in the early stage of the three realms of broken Nirvana. Ling Tianhou and Tianyunzi are opponents for tens of thousands of years. It will definitely not be too bad. It is very likely that the second realm of Pure Nirvana is the Great Perfection..."

Wang Lin's eyes showed a trace of persistence. Compared with Ling Tianhou Tianyunzi and others, his cultivation was really insignificant, and he was not even perfect in the first step of practicing Taoism. However, Wang Lin was persistent. Since he entered the world of cultivation in his youth, he had almost all his efforts along the way, and had reached his current level step by step and became a powerful man!

Although the strong ones who have reached the second step of cultivation are like ants, in the first step, achieving the strong ones is equivalent to a prince!

Wang Lin took a deep breath, and a little between his eyebrows. The hundred thousand killing aura immediately turned into a life mark and spread throughout his body. To be precise, this is not a real hundred thousand, but a shortage. The last one was pulled out by Wang Lin and integrated into his mind.

In this way, he can truly make the mark of life endlessly, unless he can use one blow, and the last path in his soul will be shattered!

With a slap in the storage bag, the magic armor turned into black silk and wandered outside Wang Lin's body. The waves of demonic energy dissipated, turning into armor and covering his body.

More than a dozen golden talismans surrounded by flying insects slowly drifted around Wanglin, adding more protection.

After doing this, Wang Lin pondered for a moment, and then was taken out from the storage bag by the Soul Banner. A roll of black banner formed a large black cloud to cover Wang Lin, and hundreds of millions of souls roared inside it.
Chapter completed!