At the moment when the multicolored light curtain broke apart, the red glow formed by the fragmentation of the surrounding stone cones suddenly flashed red. At this moment, there was no red glow outside of the red-haired man's body, but it was actually in his body at this moment. , The seals that the discernment turned into were all dissipated.
It can even be said that at this time, he has temporarily broken the seal, his eyes flashed with monsters, his hands quickly moved upwards, and then he tore down suddenly.
Suddenly, a huge crack appeared directly above his location. The gap was huge, and at the moment it appeared, bursts of gray mist drifted out of it.
Wang Lin was very familiar with this gray fog, and he recognized it at a glance. It was the thick fog that had died overseas.
At this time, the red fragments floating around, the red light within it flashed out immediately, and once again turned into countless recognitions, and rushed towards the red-haired man. If they were pounced by these recognitions, then all the previous actions would be paid. East flow.
The red-haired man’s eyes showed a hint of coldness. He would never allow these discernments to seal himself again. After tearing open the crack, he stretched out his right hand and yelled in a low voice: "Tu Si is dead, in the name of Tuo Sen, Summon the weapon of our nation's life, the Star Destroying Spear, now!"
As soon as his words fell, a handful of long black hairs, like a black dragon, flashed out of the gray mist in the crack, and appeared in front of him. The spear paused slightly, but it fell quickly. Red-haired man in hands.
At the moment this person held the spear, a thunderbolt suddenly roared and reverberated all around. Then, the sky stone cone under his feet immediately shattered and turned into a pool of rubble, collapsing to form a small hill. .
As for this person, his body was still floating in the air, his eyes flashing with arrogance, and he ignored the red glow that was rushing forward. With the spear in his hand, he swept away, and all of the flying discernment suddenly stopped. Abruptly was blocked ten feet away.
At the same time, this person was holding a spear, his body jumped out, and rushed into the crack. At this moment, Domu and other ten people, especially the old man who traded with Wang Lin, suddenly showed tension in his eyes. Lulu, without saying a word, jumped up hurriedly, and then entered into the crack.
When passing by Wang Lin, the old man glanced and nodded slightly. Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness entered the body, he pondered for a moment, and his body moved suddenly and entered the crack.
Similarly. Those demonized monks who survived also followed behind without hesitation.
After entering the crack. Wang Lin found out immediately. This is simply beyond the sea of consciousness. Below them. It was the circular sea of consciousness that Wang Lin tried to break into.
This sea of consciousness is divided into two. Half is a sea of blood. Half of it is the Dead Sea.
Wang Lin's eyes flickered. When he entered the crack, he was always cautious. He swept around. Discover where Dome and others are standing. Vaguely surrounded the red-haired man with him.
This location is very clever. If you don't look closely, you won't see any clues. But Wang Lin has suffered a lot of setbacks. After many events. At this time, one can see the suspicious points at a glance.
He looked as usual. But he sneered inwardly. First of all, the first point. Wang Lin didn't believe in those little actions of Dome and others. In these countless years, he hasn't shown the slightest footwork, so Tuo Sen hasn't noticed anything.
But even Tuo Sen found out that none of this had anything to do with Wang Lin. He just wanted to enter it when the Dead Sea of Divine Consciousness opened up, and then rely on the inheritance of memories in part of his body to leave it and let him breathe. A land of ancient gods that feels depressed.
The red-haired man was standing on the Dead Sea at this time, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, he roared: "Tu Si, you can't trap me! Even though I was a trace of your magical thoughts back then, since you are dead, then this inheritance is It should belong to me!" He said, his face was fierce, and his spear suddenly waved downward.
The gray mist that was suddenly dying of spiritual consciousness immediately dented downwards, revealing a horizontally extending gully. The surrounding mist was rolling, and it quickly lifted to the sides.
The gully is so deep that you can't see the bottom at a glance. Bursts of muffled rumbling sound came out slowly from the fog, as if someone was roaring in it.
"Tu Si, even the natal weapon of the clan, the Spear of Destroying God, has been surrendered to me, and only I am qualified to get your inheritance!" Tuosen shouted gloomily, and waved the spear in his right hand again.
This time, it was a longitudinal gully, intertwined with the previous one, forming a huge cross. At the center of the cross, a huge gap of several tens of feet thick was blown out forcibly.
After him, Dome and others were nervous and quickly followed. As for Wang Lin, his eyes flickered and followed in. At the same time, all the surviving demonized monks showed excitement in their eyes. , Whizzing in.
The red-haired man was in the forefront, swept away behind him, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and soon he came to the bottom of the gray fog, where there was a cloud layer, and purple thunder and lightning flashed continuously in it.
Without a word, the red-haired man threw his spear forward suddenly. The spear turned into a hideous black dragon, roaring and rushing forward, and in the blink of an eye, it plunged into the clouds, and suddenly thunder and lightning inside, bursts of purple. The lightning fell one by one.
Without any pause, the red-haired man followed the spear into the purple lightning cloud. Suddenly, endless purple thunder and lightning appeared from the cloud, all blasting on him.
Under the bombardment of these purple lightning, Tuo Sen's body shape became a circle of lightning, but he didn't have any discomfort, and instead laughed wildly.
Wang Lin stared at the red-haired man, his pupils contracted slightly. He clearly remembered that the purple thunder and lightning that appeared there when he was in the second pass of the Forbidden Mountain were exactly the same as the thunder and lightning.
Wang Lin's eyes flickered, his body speed slightly slowed down, but at this moment, the old man who was dealing with him heard a low voice behind him: "My little friend, why don't you leave."
Wang Lin did not look back. In fact, since he left the sea of blood, these ten old guys have been staring at him like nothing, obviously to prevent him from suddenly changing his mind.
At this time, his speed was only a little slower, and the old man immediately came up to ask questions, which shows that they attach great importance to the plan to be implemented.
Wang Lin didn't know why they had such a strong confidence that they could ignore Tuo Sen's existence, but he had made up his mind that leaving here was his first goal.
Within the thunderball, the red-haired man pinched the weird tactics with both hands, and shouted in a low voice: "Tu Si is dead, in the name of Tuo Sen, I summon my clan thunder weapon, Ziyue, now!"
As soon as the words fell, the tactics in his hands immediately let go, and immediately merged into the clouds. Then, the surrounding clouds quickly shrank, and the lightning became less and less. Eventually, the clouds turned into a waning moon scimitar and fell. In the hands of the red-haired man.
After he took a look, he opened his mouth and swallowed, and the scimitar of the waning moon suddenly became smaller and flew into his mouth.
Under the gray mist, there is a purple cloud layer, and under the cloud layer is a dark ocean. Here, the ancient god Tusi's divine consciousness was divided into two, and half of the divine consciousness was used to transform into the Dead Sea!
He looked at the scimitar with excitement on his face, looked down at the black ocean under his feet, and rushed out immediately.
At the moment he rushed out, a violent roar suddenly spread from the Dead Sea, and then a long, non-dragon-like creature suddenly appeared from the Dead Sea. When it moved, the entire Dead Sea suddenly appeared. Waves were set off.
Immediately afterwards, the huge head of this creature poked out from the Dead Sea, staring cautiously at the red-haired man.
Tuo Sen glanced at the creature, his brows frowned slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Niezha, can't even I recognize it!"
The body of the 10,000-meter-long creature slowly squirmed, and the waves in the Dead Sea rolled again violently. It stared at Tuo Sen, unexpectedly uttering words.
"Takusen, you are a trace of magical thoughts that the master separated when he was practicing Moliu's distraction technique. How could I forget you? If you didn't make trouble when the master's cultivation was crucial, the master wouldn't fail in the end. I wasted my life, unable to repair it again, and ended in depression."
Tuo Sen snorted, and said gloomily: "What is all this to me, Tu Si is arrogant, trying to practice magical powers that are impossible to practice. If not, how can he produce magical thoughts and separate me from him? He had already given up on me at the moment of consciousness, but I would like to thank him. If not, I am afraid that when he died, it would be the moment when I died!"
The creature's eyes flashed with cold light, and said: "The master wants me to guard me outside of the inheritance of Yizhi before death. Without my permission, no one can enter the inheritance."
"The inheritance of power has been acquired by me. Now only the inheritance of memory is left. The memory of Tu Si is useless. I know everything he knows. If it is not restricted by the damn inheritance law, I completely control the inheritance of power in the body. The only way is to get the complete inheritance. Why should I be so troublesome, let alone be tricked by him, trapped in that blood sea for so many years!" The red-haired man roared, and waved his spear forward.
Suddenly, a black cyclone came out suddenly, the cyclone grew bigger and bigger, and finally made a whistling sound, rushing towards the creature.
Wang Lin looked at the scene in front of him, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart. If according to this ten-thousand-foot creature, the inheritance of memory is guarded by it, then why didn't the slightest thing happen when the gods scattered people opened the passage and stole the inheritance of memory? It was dangerous, and there was no sign of this creature until the Legacy of Remembrance was taken out.
Wang Lin lowered his head and glanced at the Dead Sea, with more doubts in his heart. His brows were slightly furrowed, and he quietly urged to know the ancient gods of the inheritance of the memory of the sea. According to the memory in the inheritance, the inheritor of the memory of the body. , As long as the inheritance runs within the Sea of Consciousness, you can leave here with a move of your heart.
The long-footed creature stared at the red-haired man indifferently, turning a blind eye to the roaring cyclone, but when the cyclone was approaching, its head suddenly twitched and hit the cyclone.