After thinking about it, Lin Feng tried almost all the solutions he could think of, but the result was disappointment again and again.

Staring at his hand, it was as dark as ink and as books, but he couldn't find any gaps in the paper. You must know that although his Nine Dragon Dominance Art only needs to practice at the level to open the page, he can at least know how many pages in total!

But to be honest, Lin Feng looked left and right and the more he read, the less he looked like this book, it looked like a piece of pitch black graphite. However, when he put it in his hand, he felt like some kind of fur, very smooth, soft and light.

I can't guess it, but I really can't guess it, "Are you not a destined person?" Suddenly, Lin Feng remembered what the phantom who claimed to be Xiaoyao Immortal Lord said when he opened the jade box.

"Damn it, it's not right! Isn't it? I'm not a destined person, who can do it?" Then, Lin Feng thought about it, compared with the tragic man in black robe, he was so destined to be.

"Is it because the method is wrong or the timing is wrong?" Lin Feng thought to himself.

Fortunately, at this moment, Old Long's reminder came in time: "What a silly boy, the Soul-Devouring Art, the Soul-Devouring Art, as the name suggests, why are you so unconscious in your head?"

"Uh", after hearing Mr. Long's words of apologizing, Lin Feng suddenly felt speechless, and said in his heart: "As the name suggests, how could I be, why is the Nine Dragon Dominating Art of Mystery? It's not. Instead, the first person to meet you, the thousand-year-old turtle, is it?"

Of course, I can only think about this in my heart. There is no way, I am inferior to others in skills, so I can only be a turtle with a turtle. Otherwise, once the old turtle Long is known, Lin Feng might have to suffer.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he took back all the other secret books, magic tricks, and several torn clothes left by Xiaoyao Immortal Lord, as well as purple long swords, purple gourds, blood-red diamond crystals, etc. into the blood pattern ring.

Close your eyes and concentrate. After asking Old Long to say a word, Lin Feng tentatively divided a small amount of mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness and slowly explored towards the dark soul-devouring technique.

In front of a small amount of mental power, as soon as it touched the Soul-Devouring Art, a strong attraction suddenly surged out of the Soul-Devouring Art. In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng's small amount of mental power disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea.

The sudden change surprised Lin Feng and was surprised that the ability of this thing to absorb mental power was exactly the same as a robber. Moreover, according to this attitude, it is still unknown whether he would be sucked dry.

What I was happy was that I had thought about all the ways, but now I finally had a clue. Although the ability of this thing to absorb mental power really made Lin Feng frightened and worried. However, if you seek wealth and honor in danger, how can you get the reward if you don’t pay?

Lin Feng, who had clear goals, distracted from his consciousness sea, had a more powerful mental power than the previous time, and gradually moved closer to the Soul-Devouring Art.

Without surprise, Lin Feng's mental power was once again swallowed by the Soul-Devouring Art. Moreover, this time, Lin Feng felt that after his mental power was swallowed by the Soul-Devouring Art, the mental power in his consciousness seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction and moved slightly.

However, since the feeling of not controlling the mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness is not obvious, Lin Feng cares too.

"Damn, I don't believe you can't feed you." After trying a few more times, Lin Feng, who was still the same, couldn't help but curse.

Of course, after several tests, Lin Feng was still a little rewarded. At least, when the Soul-Devouring Art absorbed more mental power, Lin Feng felt that his connection with the Soul-Devouring Art became more and more obvious.

At this time, Lin Feng felt like he was pushing open a door. The door that hindered himself and the Soul-Devouring Art was gradually opening with Lin Feng's continuous efforts. Although it was very slow and very slow, the fact was that it was gradually opening.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng knew that 30% of the mental power in the sea was swallowed up by the Soul-Devouring Art. However, the results achieved made Lin Feng very helpless.

What should I do? There are only two ways in front of Lin Feng now. Should I continue to fight, or just stop here and leave it for the future?

"Is it? I can't bear to let the child goblins. I don't believe it today and I can't conquer you." Lin Feng, who was full of fighting spirit in his heart, said gritting his teeth and judging with the appraisal gaze.

Then, Lin Feng, who made up his mind, no longer hesitated. The spiritual power in his sea of ​​consciousness was released continuously, condensed into a stream, extending directly towards the dark soul-devouring technique.

"Boom", when Lin Feng's mental power came into contact with the Soul-Devouring Technique, Lin Feng felt a sea of ​​consciousness tremble, and then he felt that he came to a strange space in a trance.

In the strange space, there was darkness everywhere, with only a little light, as if it was just a short distance or a glimmer of the world in front of you, and the rest was full of silence.

"Where is this? Where am I?" Lin Feng shouted loudly after scanning the dark and silent space around him.

However, the only answer to Lin Feng was dead silence. At this time, Lin Feng undoubtedly became a lonely person.

People are crowded, and everyone is afraid of the dugu, while the dark and unfamiliar environment can make people feel lonely.

At some point, Lin Feng's sight was the only light in the darkness and the steps under his feet, running towards the light involuntarily.

Let's go, let's go, Lin Feng doesn't know how long he has been gone, maybe a minute, maybe an hour... maybe a century.

It was still pitch black around, and the light still flashed in front of my eyes, as if everything had not changed from beginning to end.

Tired, really tired, give up? Do you really give up? Lin Feng just wants to stop now and close his eyes and rest for a while, even if it is only one second.

However, whenever Lin Feng wanted to stop, deep in his heart, there seemed to be a voice saying: "Don't give up, you can't give up..."

At some point, scenes suddenly appeared in front of Lin Feng's eyes, including the old singles, He Xiulian, Zhao Ling'er, Li Qian, Lin Shiyun, Fat Wa, Li Dashao, etc., all of them appeared in front of him.

"Haha," Lin Feng couldn't tell the difference between Huan and Real, and smiled from the bottom of his heart, and reached out to touch Zhao Ling'er's face on the picture.

"Is it fake? Haha, it would be great if it was really! So tired, Ling'er, I'm really tired." Lin Feng said in a daze at the scene that dispersed as soon as he touched it.

Yes, at this moment, Lin Feng's spiritual consciousness, as soon as his mental power touched the Soul-Devouring Art, was sucked into the internal space of the Soul-Devouring Art by the powerful attraction emitted from the Soul-Devouring Art.

In addition, it can also be said that this is a test that Lin Feng must go through if he wants to truly get the recognition of the Soul-Devouring Art.

And in this test, every minute and second pass means that Lin Feng's mental power was swallowed by the Soul-Devouring Technique until all his mental power was swallowed up.

Therefore, Lin Feng can be said to be facing the most severe test so far. Giving up and failing the test, then Lin Feng's result will be scattered and leaving behind an unconscious body.
Chapter completed!