Crush the blue silk that hides the other side's invisible sense of God. There was a cold look in Wang Lin's eyes, and the other party's divine sense was extremely hidden. Even if he hadn't paid attention to Xu Fei before, he would be easily avoided by this divine sense because of negligence.
"This corpse Yin sect's magical powers are indeed amazing. The hidden spiritual consciousness is even harder to be discovered. You must pay more attention to it in the future. That woman named Xu Fei can send magical knowledge on her hair. Obviously, she is only talented. It is the body, so Zhao Yixuan is a corpse puppet..."
A trace of contemplation flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. Speaking of it, he could recognize Xu Fei's identity, which was somewhat related to his servant Sun Tai who was forcibly brought in by Zhou Yi.
Sun Tai has a corpse puppet. This corpse puppet is just a child, but it is extremely agile and has a strong cultivation base. The relationship between Sun Tai and the child is also quite special. It seems that it is not a simple manipulation of the corpse puppet. Are two different individuals.
Thinking of Sun Tai's corpse puppet, Wang Lin couldn't help but think of Situ Nan, who was occupying the child's body.
"Situ doesn't know where he is now, but he should be living the life of a mortal prince on a certain cultivation star..."
There was a trace of remembrance in Wang Lin's eyes. At this moment, he was no longer the murderous evil star, but a mortal who thought of his friends.
"And that Sun Tai, he is the great elder of the corpse Yinzong on Vermilion Star. This person was thrown into the starry sky by the magical power of the ancestor of the troll clan, but he does not know where he is at this moment."
Wang Lin took a deep breath, put his thoughts away, his eyes were piercing, and he looked at the cracks in the abyss around him. There were no fewer than dozens of cracks in the ground, and there was no breath of Zhou Yi coming out. Wang Lin needs to look for them one by one.
"Senior Zhou Yi was sealed in this demon spirit land by Jianzun Ling Tianhou, so in the sealed crack, there must be a breath of Ling Tianhou!"
Wang Lin condensed his gaze, unfolded his spiritual consciousness, and looked around the surroundings one by one.
After a short while, Wang Lin's brows gradually frowned.
He checked all the cracks in the surrounding area, but there was no sign of Zhou's loss.
Wang Lin's face was gloomy, and he slapped his storage bag. The crystal sent by the ancient demon Belo appeared in his hand. Wang Lin's divine sense merged into it. After a while, his eyebrows tightened, and the divine sense pulled out from the crystal.
"If Bello didn't lie, then he probed where Zhou Yi was, and it was here!"
Thoughts appeared in Wang Lin's eyes.
"Bello shouldn't deceive me about this kind of irrelevant thing to him. It doesn't make any sense to him... If he wants to harm me, he doesn't need to use such despicable means, he can just do it directly. , After all, his most important thing now is to devour the other seven monsters...unless...unless this person tricks me here by lying, is planning to kill someone with a knife!"
A cold light burst into Wang Lin's eyes. After a few flashes, his consciousness swept away again, and he secretly shook his head.
"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 right now, it is extremely common..."
As Wang Lin pondered, his divine consciousness dispersed again. This time, he was more serious than before and carefully searched for all the cracks. Unfortunately, the result is still the same.
Wang Lin was silent. After a few breaths, he slapped his storage bag with the soul flag in his hand. With a shake, thousands of powerful souls flew out of it. Under the control of Wang Lin's mind, these souls immediately dispersed. , Drilling into every crack.
Wang Lin closed his eyes, and the soul was sent to these souls, as if he was personally inspecting it, searching for it thoroughly in every crack.
This time, he searched more thoroughly, not even letting go of any trace.
After a stick of incense, thousands of souls flew back, and Wang Lin opened his eyes, his expression ugly.
"I carefully searched for all the cracks up and down here, and there is no aura of Zhou Yi! Could it be that the ancient demon Bello, really deceived me in this matter!"
Wang Lin flicked his sleeves, his eyes flickered, but immediately, his eyes condensed.
"No! If I were Ling Tianhou, I would not seal people in this obvious crack. If I were Ling Tianhou..."
Thoughts appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. The Ling Tianhou sword qi in his body was vertical and horizontal, wandering through his body, with the hint of Ling Tianhou artistic conception contained in the sword qi.
The contemplation in Wang Lin's eyes gradually dissipated, but instead was a look full of domineering.
Ling Tianhou's artistic conception is domineering, using his own dominance to fight against the heavens and do his own way in his life. Sword Qi wandered through Wang Lin's body, and the overbearing color of Wang Lin's eyes grew stronger and stronger.
"If I seal a sword spirit that has been entangled for a long time... I will not simply seal it, but let it yield, let him yield under my dominance, if it does not yield, I will seal him for a thousand years, not yet To yield is ten thousand years. If I don’t yield any more, I will destroy its spiritual body and become a magic weapon. I will have to yield to me! These obvious cracks, I will not choose, if I really want to choose to be sealed here, I must have it. The reason for being here... If I seal, I will choose..."
Wang Lin's eyes were full of domineering, as if he was squinting, his eyes swept, and the gaps between the cracks were swept one by one.
The domineering color in his eyes gradually faded. A drop of bean-sized beads of sweat secreted from his forehead, and at the moment when all the domineering color disappeared, Wang Lin's body shook and his face became pale.
"The artistic conception in Ling Tianhou's sword aura is too overbearing. Just a little bit of insight from it, it almost hurt me."
Wang Lin took a deep breath. With the immortal power running inside his body, he slapped the storage bag, and the immortal sword flew out immediately, followed by a scimitar.
Wang Lin grabbed the Immortal Sword with his right hand, stepped forward, and suddenly turned around. The Immortal Sword in his hand immediately emitted a violent sword aura, swept across Wang Lin as the center, and a sword aura suddenly formed.
"break!"
Wang Lin uttered a low drink, and his body suddenly stopped. At this moment, the whirlpool sword rushed wildly around with a blast of anger. The sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and the walls of the abyss on both sides suddenly appeared cracks. In the click, these cracks grew more and more, and eventually spread almost everywhere.
"crack!"
Wang Lin's voice seemed to be rushing to thunder, and the rumbling echoed around, the walls of the abyss on both sides suddenly shattered, and large pieces of rubble were sandwiched in the soil and all fell off.
The abyss within a hundred meters was swept away by Wang Lin with sword energy, and it was shaken down by an inch.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he used the fairy sword again, the sword aura spread out, and the walls of the abyss on both sides quickly reduced under the cycle of repetition. After half a stick of incense, in one of the blank places, a slight gap was faintly revealed. If there is the breath of Ruowu, it radiates from that gap.
This breath is not Zhou Yi, but contains extreme domineering.
Wang Lin pinched his right hand and pointed forward, and the fairy sword whizzed out immediately. The scimitar went straight to the gap, flying around it quickly, and a large amount of rubble fell off. In a blink of an eye, a hidden branch crack buried within three feet of the abyss appeared in front of Wang Lin.
The gap is not big, the height is only half a meter, and the inside is pitch black. As soon as Wang Lin's spiritual sense penetrated, he was immediately slammed back by an extremely overbearing spiritual sense.
Under this collision, Wang Lin's body was thrown out, and directly hit the opposite wall of the abyss. With a bang, a large number of cracks appeared on the wall of the abyss behind him. Wang Lin's body was full of Was stuck inside.
A breath of blood gushed from his body and poured down from the corner of his mouth.
Wang Lin took a deep breath, with a cold glow in his eyes. As soon as he moved, he flew out of the wall. With this movement, Wang Lin's face became paler. The collision of the divine mind just now made his soul almost collapsed!
If he hadn't aspired to the top, this simple collision could even smash it into pieces 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, Zhou Yi, it must be there!
Because the divine mind that just came out belongs to only one person, that is Ling Tianhou!
"Just the leftover spirit can kill the cultivators below Wending, this Ling Tianhou, what realm of cultivation has reached!
Asking for Dzogchen is tantamount to the end of the first step of cultivation. Only after passing the test of the two realms of yin and yang, can you step into the second step of cultivation, that is, the three realms of broken Nirvana!
The three realms of broken nirvana, peeping nirvana, purifying nirvana, and breaking nirvana, each realm is divided into four stages: first, middle, later, and perfection. Tian Yunzi once said that he is at the end of the second step. I will count him as three. In the early stage of Realm Nirvana, Ling Tianhou and Tianyunzi have been rivals for tens of thousands of years. They will certainly not be too bad. It is very likely that the Second Realm Jingnier has achieved great perfection..."
There was a trace of persistence in Wang Lin's eyes. Compared with Ling Tianhou Tianyunzi and others, his cultivation level was really insignificant. He didn't even complete the first step of cultivation, but Wang Lin has persistence. He has entered since his youth. From the beginning of the cultivation world, almost all relying on their own efforts along the way, only step by step to reach the current level, become a leader!
Although those who have reached the second step of the aspirational powerhouse look like ants in the eyes of those monks who have reached the second step, in the first step, reaching the aspiration is tantamount to a prince of a party!
Wang Lin took a deep breath, a little bit of eyebrows, one hundred thousand slaughter gas immediately turned into a brand of life and permeated his body. To be precise, this was not the real one hundred thousand, but a difference. The last one was taken out by Wang Lin and merged into his mind. .
In this way, he can truly make the brand of this life endless, unless it can be shattered with a single blow, as well as the last one in his soul!
With one shot of the storage bag, the magic armor turned into black silk, wandering outside Wang Lin's body, bursts of magic energy scattered outside, turning into armor, covering his body.
More than a dozen golden charms surrounded by flying insects drifted slowly around Wang Lin, adding a piece of protection.
After finishing this, Wang Lin pondered for a moment, and was taken out from the storage bag by the soul flag. A roll of black flag cloth formed a large black cloud covering Wang Lin, with hundreds of millions of souls roaring in it.
A decisive color appeared in Wang Lin's eyes, and he took a step forward and went straight to the ten-foot-sized gap!