Zong Shou was in a trance, and continued to ask as if by mistake: "I don't know, junior, maybe you know the name of senior?" The woman smiled and said: "There is no need to call me senior, I am actually not very old, just call me Lu Hanyan."
"Lu Hanyan?"
Zong Shou felt his heart and soul explode like thunder.
But then I became confused again, thinking who is 'Lu Hanyan'? Do you know yourself
Shen Nian thought drowsily for a moment, then his heart surged and he suddenly woke up.
wrong! This is knowledge -
As soon as the thought came up, it submerged into the lake of heart again, without even the slightest ripple.
I thought about this woman again, what on earth was she talking about just now and what was her name? Why can’t she remember clearly
Could it be that the prison spell and the pupils affected the vision and hearing? Or is this memory missing
At this time, he was embarrassed to ask again. Zong Shou could only nodded slightly: "I know!"
Looking inside my body, I feel that my Qi pulse is flowing backwards and my blood is flowing back.
Fortunately, the true energy and soul power have returned to their peak. After a day of recuperation, his vitality has generally recovered.
The original plan was to recuperate and see him later, but since the guard within the Yuanmen was a formless god and demon, there was no need for this.
He didn't recognize this woman, and he didn't know her past. But subconsciously, he believed what she said.
Taking a deep breath, Zong Shou prepared to step into the black mist. Then the woman started to persuade again: "Brother, that formless god and demon has a cruel temperament. I have been here for twenty years, and I have seen several people break into it, but they all ended up miserable. Your cultivation is a little weaker, If you go in this time, your life will probably be in danger, can you not go?"
Zong Shou felt warm in his heart, and then shook his head silently.
Just like this woman refused to escape from this ban, he also had a reason to force his way into the ninth level of hell.
Without further words, Zong Shou stepped out of the way and was ten miles away.
Before the black fog. After only hesitating for a moment, he walked in without looking back.
The atmosphere within the fog became increasingly cold and gloomy.
There is more than just the power of death here. Rich enough to be close to substance. In that mist, there is even more power to confuse people's minds.
If you look at it with your eyes, you will definitely be experiencing hallucinations.
But Zong Shou is at this moment. It was a magic mind mirror, but it was not disturbed by the psychedelic power.
Even if the spiritual thoughts are scattered, there will be misconceptions. Under the cold mirror light, everything here is invisible.
Walking towards the middle of the fog, Zong Shou heard a burst of "Jie Jie" laughter after taking a few steps.
The voice was shrill and strange, shaking the eardrums.
Just when Zong Shou was on alert, he saw a beam of magnificent sword light. Suddenly it was cut in the air from a distance.
The momentum is majestic and majestic, like a huge mountain pressing down, and it is irresistible!
The peak of the divine realm
Zong Shou subconsciously wanted to avoid it. Want to avoid its edge temporarily.
But then he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and advanced instead of retreating. His figure flashed, and with the nameless sword in his hand, he pierced forward suddenly.
If he cannot defeat this sword, he will die!
Following a series of sword lights and weapon energy. The sound of fighting and shock.
Zong Shou's figure suddenly flew backwards twenty feet. With another wave of his hand, the Yuanyi Soul Sword left the soul sea and appeared beside him.
With the Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword's 'Return to One' True Art, he could slash out hundreds of swords in a single breath.
He blocked all the energy, energy, and spiritual energy that came after him ten feet away!
Thirty-seven imperial dragon tooth swords are spread out ten feet away.
The sword formation was formed, and the entire land of thousands of feet was suddenly filled with gossamer sword energy.
Only then did Zong Shou finally see clearly the situation in front of him.
There were a dozen monks with numb faces surrounding them. Except for the dull eyes, everything else is the same as that of a monk in the divine realm.
Zong Shou was not panicked, but there was a cold look in his eyes.
This should be the shadow puppet!
His mind and soul were defeated by the shadow demon, and he was controlled by him and became a puppet.
However, such a puppet without intelligence cannot use the laws of the Great Dao that he mastered during his lifetime.
Rather than being in the divine realm, it is better to say that he is a cultivator in the fairyland who is stronger and more powerful.
Therefore, even though there were more than a dozen of them this time, in his eyes, they were not worth mentioning.
What really matters is where the sword light comes from.
That sword was far less powerful than what he saw. Everything was just an illusion.
The formless gods and demons can influence his mind and make him think so. But when they actually fight, the difference cannot be hidden from anyone.
In fact, the Fantasy Mind Mirror reflects all reality into his sea of consciousness from beginning to end.
It was just bypassed by the formless gods and demons and directly attacked the soul.
Maybe it was because he knew that his mind was unyielding and could not be shaken by ordinary means.
So this shadow demon used laughter from the beginning to make him vigilant and create an opportunity to take advantage of it.
Then it went straight into his mind and created the illusion of that shocking sword.
Just now, if he just followed his instinctive thoughts to avoid it, he would definitely fall into the trap of this formless god and demon organization step by step.
But at this time, he had dismantled the means of this god-level shadow demon.
But there was no sense of relaxation in my heart, on the contrary, I was even more cautious.
This shadow demon not only possesses magical powers, but also has extraordinary methods!
Pervasive and impossible to guard against!
Then the next moment, a young man with a cinnabar-red mole on his eyebrows was seen walking from the fog in the distance.
He glanced at Zong Shou, then looked at the green mirror in confusion, and then said with a strange look: "It's the breath of Fen Kong's blood. You are the young master of the Lu family, one of the princes of the Holy Court? Why are you here? You and I The people of the Lu family have a promise not to hurt you pure-blooded people of the Lu family."
Zong Shou frowned, because of this bloodline, no matter where he went, everyone would associate him with the Lu family.
Although his name is indeed on the list of direct descendants of the Lu family, he himself is particularly unhappy about it.
I especially hate the words "young master and prince".
Shaking his head, Zong Shou stopped his distracting thoughts.
"If you want to enter the ninth floor, would you like to get out of the way?"
The formless gods and demons have no body. This shadow demon uses the body of a puppet to talk to him.
His combat power had only dropped by half a level, and he had just fought, and his swordsmanship was definitely better than his.
Although he is not afraid of this person, he might as well not fight if he doesn't want to fight.
After all, using the magical power of the fantasy realm to suppress the shadow demon in the divine realm will definitely consume life span.
The formless god and demon smiled and said: "Do you have an edict from the Holy Court? If so, please take it out and take a look. I won't stop you!"
Seeing Zong Shou frowning, he knew that the formless gods and demons were there, his expression turned cold, and a chill passed through his eyes.
"There is no edict, which makes me a little embarrassed."
The phaseless god and demon said, and suddenly smiled strangely: "You went to the ninth level of hell to find Lu Hanyan? Is she your mother? I just remember that in the past twenty years, you have been sent to the ninth level. People in death row. There are no women, and there are no people like Lu Hanyan—"
Zong Shou was frightened at first, seeing this formless god and demon peeking into people's thoughts, and then his body trembled slightly. RQ