The sound of soap bubbles being popped sounded one after another.
The sky instantly darkened, and layers of dark clouds joined together to form a millstone-like vortex above the sky of the Yin River Divine Pillar.
Boom!!
As Tu Fang raised his hand, the black jade beads in his hand became more and more prosperous, like the black sun.
Countless black smoke quickly flowed out from it and shot straight into the sky.
The dense dark blood vessels on his body suddenly burst apart at this moment, and countless blood mist came out, surrounding his body, and suddenly woven into a bloody armor.
"The soul of the inner demon and the dead must be driven by the lineage of Bingjun!"
Tu Fang laughed, activated the secret scripture [Golden Armor Immortal Sutra] that he had cultivated, and raised the golden hammer head high in his hand.
Golden circles of light once again appeared on it.
Counting carefully, there are nine in total.
The aperture sometimes contracts and sometimes expands, forming a strange aura.
In that aura, the light was distorted and the sound was distorted, like a transparent golden swamp.
"I'm going to beat you to death!"
He roared angrily.
boom!
The moment the voice fell, the black beads broke instantly.
The gushing black smoke expanded suddenly, changing from smoke state to mist state, and a twisted black figure suddenly appeared among them.
Appeared in front of Lin Mo.
His face kept changing, taking on the appearance of Father Lin, Mother Lin, Lin Feier, Ye Yue, Lin Jue, Lin Shu, and even Li Shenxiu...
There were even some faces that he had long forgotten and only felt familiar.
"Another illusion?" Lin Mo muttered to himself without changing his expression.
Instead, he became interested and looked around.
He is still on top of the Yin River Stone Pillar, but there is no black smoke or dark clouds, the ground is still flat, and the worry-free tree hangs down its air roots.
Under the sun, the mountain wind blew, the air roots swayed, and the leaves collided, making a rustling sound.
The figure in front of him said nothing, but his appearance was changing rapidly.
A leaf was blown by the mountain wind, drew an arc, and fell on Lin Mo's shoulder.
A cold look appeared on his face, and he looked at the figure that transformed into Ye Yue: "Boring!"
Although the outline of the surrounding environment is very realistic, and the details and atmosphere are very similar, he cannot be deceived by his double pupils!
This is illusion, everything is fake!
Besides...
"So what if it's true? I, Lin Mo, have now achieved great success. Although the world is big, who can stop me? Who dares to stop me! Just a demon from the Thousand Feather Realm?"
"But these people are my weakness after all..." Lin Mo looked at the figure that was constantly changing. At this time, it turned into the appearance of his son Lin Jue.
He looked at Lin Mo with a big smile, opening and closing his mouth as if he was saying something, and his smile was very innocent and cute.
Lin Mo's mold can be vaguely seen in his facial features.
"Instead of waiting for others to use this to threaten and persecute me, it is better for me to eliminate these weaknesses in myself in advance." He thought thoughtfully.
His expression became colder,
"No one in the world can threaten me, not even my relatives, friends and children!"
"he he he he he."
At this moment, Lin Mo's ears suddenly heard a burst of laughter.
'Lin Jue' hugged his head and came over, laughing and saying: "Dad, what are you talking about? Come on, come home with me for dinner, my eldest and second ladies are urging me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a big hand fell on his head.
His fingers were slightly bent... and then... he gently rubbed his hair.
"You...go back first and tell your mother that I want to retreat."
In Lin Mo's double eyes, in the pinwheel-shaped pupils, streaks of blood appeared, like short worms, densely spread all over the pupils.
The cold look on his face slowly turned into a calm look.
"This breath, this familiar breath, is the Qilun Huang Mansion? The Three-Day Golden Palace is pressed by the Dead Soul Realm to refine other people's souls.
The seven-wheel Huang Mansion transforms into the heart, sneaks into the human heart, and sinks the mind... This is the world of dead souls."
Lin Mo understood clearly in his heart that no wonder when Tu Fang took out the black bead, his dead soul world would become restless.
Not only is this aura from the same origin, but it is also at a deeper level than his cultivation.
At least he can't control the seven rounds of Huangfu Di alone.
"Dad, are you right or wrong? This is indeed the world of dead souls, and it is also your soul."
'Lin Jue' had a look of unconcealable sadness on his face, "You...you have indeed thought in your heart that all of us around you are a burden to you and are all your weaknesses.
This is what you are thinking in your heart..."
Tears continued to flow from his eyes. As he cried, 'Lin Jue''s appearance continued to change, turning into Lin Mo's appearance.
His appearance was cold, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised into a cruel smile:
"Yes, you are also practicing the Dead Soul Art. You should understand that what we can do is only amplify other people's desires and evil thoughts, but not make them arise out of thin air...
All the ugly thoughts you just had are the true reflection of your heart..."
"Everything you express to others is just a disguise, so promise me, just lie to others, don't lie to yourself." 'Lin Mo' suddenly showed a cruel smile, lightly pressed his forehead with one hand, leaned back, and his smile became more exaggerated.
boom!!
In an instant, Lin Mo took action and punched him directly in the face.
Under the huge force, the latter's bones suddenly broke and his body flew out.
However, he was pulled back in an instant, grabbed by the neck, and lifted high.
"It's useless. He is you, and you are him. The mind and reality are actually interconnected. Do you think you can defeat yourself?" 'Lin Mo''s face was covered with blood at this time, but he said with a ferocious smile.
His voice was full of pride.
The voice just fell, and not far away, Tu Fang put the golden hammer on his shoulder and walked out slowly.
As he breathed, the tentacles in his mouth swam, and the golden swamp realm around him became more solid.
Yes.
The black bead in his hand before was a method of borrowing soldiers inherited from the Bingjun. It could restore one's own strength by storing a trace of energy from others' attacks.
While at Lando Mountain, Tu Fang took advantage of Ming Crow's attack and quietly intercepted a ray of his body, the inner demon prince's aura!
As a Taoist ancestor, and as the most evil lineage of dead souls among the ten immortals, the inner demon prince is not a weakling even among all the Taoist ancestors!
It is rumored that he has completely condensed the seven rounds of Huangfu in the Dead Soul Art to the ultimate level, and can use his own Huangfu to enter the souls of all living beings and stir up evil thoughts and inner demons.
To the extent of sealing off the soul and transforming the dead soul!
Even if you see through this kind of evil thoughts and demons, if you can't break through the Seven-wheel Huang Mansion of the Dao Ancestor's essence, you will only end up sinking into it!
In the records of Qianyu Realm, this big boss even had records of sealing off people from the same realm as Daohua several times!
The person in front of me is indeed strong, but once he is attacked, he will just be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The more he resists, the more powerless he becomes.
When he thinks he has seen through his inner demons, fights them fiercely, and finally becomes exhausted, that is his chance to take action!
"Jie, Jie, Jie! Although people of the Death Soul lineage are bastards, their techniques are really useful!" Tu Fang smiled evilly and took off the golden hammer on his shoulder.
"Fortunately, I was smart and saved my life, otherwise I would have almost overturned."
The magic power in his body continued to flow, and the golden rings on the golden hammer in his hand continued to shrink and began to accumulate power.
At the same time, his light blue eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Lin Mo intently.
"Now let me take a closer look, where should I hammer first?"
The next moment, Tu Fang opened his eyes wide.
Click.
Suddenly there was a pair of pupils in front of him, and they were two strange overlapping pupils.
In the pupils, pinwheel-like patterns rotate slowly, and countless bloodshot threads are still swimming in them like insects.
These eyes are very familiar... these are... that person's eyes.
At this time, Tu Fang's face and Lin Mo's face were less than seven centimeters apart.
The two looked at each other, the former looked startled, while the latter had a calm expression.
In an instant, Tu Fang felt that his scalp was numb, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and his soul was even trembling.
He had a conditioned reflex and immediately hit the golden hammer in his hand.
boom!
The golden halo suddenly expanded and expanded, like an ocean pouring down.
Then……
boom!
The golden sledgehammer suddenly broke, and the long and narrow hammer head flew high into the air.
at the same time.
A big hand stretched out and pressed Tu Fang on the face.
Then a huge force like a flood bursting out of a dam, lifted it into the air, and then slammed it down to the ground below.
Like the collision of an egg and a stone.
The ground suddenly shook, the soil exploded, and a huge hole suddenly appeared, with countless cracks spreading in all directions.
Tu Fang's face and body were covered with blood, he felt severe pain all over his body, and the golden swamp realm surrounding him was completely destroyed.
The bones and muscles of the arm holding the golden hammer were directly shattered.
In the impact just now, most of the bones in his chest were broken.
His expression was horrified. In addition to fear, his eyes were filled with disbelief. He never expected that Lin Mo would break through the demon prince's inner demon world so suddenly.
"How...how is it possible...how...how can you be so fast...?"
The world of inner demons belongs to the world of dead souls. If you want to break through it, you need to crush the body so that the world of dead souls can be broken.
But now the world of inner demons is still there,
But he completely lost control.
Then there is only one reason...
The Dead Soul Realm is covered and polluted... The only thing that can cover and pollute the Dead Soul Realm is the more terrifying... Dead Soul Realm...
"Are you...are you Yu Shilidong? No...Yu Shilidong can't resist the inner demon prince...who are you...!!?"
Tu Fang's pupils shrank and he felt cold and hairy all over.
A native of the land of alienation, so young, so powerful, and possessing such a powerful world of dead souls...
It must contain a huge secret!
He couldn't help but feel chills in his heart, like an ignorant little white rabbit that accidentally broke into the lair of a ferocious wild wolf.
He fell into a shocking conspiracy.
In a daze, Tu Fang even forgot the pain on his body.
"It doesn't really matter who I am. What's important now is that you need to tell me who the so-called inner demon prince is? What is that black bead in your hand?"
Lin Mo's face was calm, but there was excitement in his eyes.
Just now, the progress of the [Lin's Awakening Technique] he created was skyrocketing.
This means that his realm cultivation level is increasing dramatically.
The reason is that just now his world of dead souls has expanded...
In addition to quantity, quality has also reached the point of sublimation.
It then fed back and even greatly benefited his soul and body.
This feeling is wonderful and subtle.
Everything comes from what Tu Fang did just now.
In this accidental opportunity, Lin Mo seemed to have found the reason for the throbbing in his heart not long ago.
Yizhou, Gouyi Road.
Within the Yin family, known as the Four Generations and Three Dukes.
A remote courtyard with gray tiles and white walls, no more than the second entrance.
There are acres of purple bamboo forest in the courtyard, with gurgling quiet water, and the sound of beating leaves through the forest as the wind blows through the hall.
This small courtyard, remote at first, is actually the real core of the Yin family.
In the entire clan, there are no more than ten people who are qualified to come here.
Because this is the residence of Yin Benchu, the current head of the Yin family and currently ranked sixth among the top ten masters in Yizhou.
Yin Benchu was still sitting by the stream in the courtyard.
In his hand he held the yellowwood fishing rod with a straight hook and no bait.
But at this moment, his face was no longer as calm as before. Instead, his eyes were red and veins popped up on his forehead.
"Lin Junmo? Genius? Genius? How can a genius who is destined to die be called a genius?" He murmured to himself.
Ever since the death of the monk Shasheng disappeared in Ten Thousand Bones Forest last time, he has paid special attention to this genius who was known as the most talented person in Huaizhou in the past.
Then pieces of information circulated, surprising, horrifying, and even disbelieving him.
A young man, a junior, is now more powerful than him, and his strength reaches the level rumored?
"But it's okay. I, the fourth and third prince of the Yin family, have worked hard for more than ten generations. How can a commoner surpass me just by relying on talent and hard work?"
Yin Benchu sat on the bluestone, stroking the bamboo pole in his hand, feeling the changes in the Dharma in his body, and couldn't help but show joy on his face.
Not long ago, when he was collecting some treasure medicine in the clan's warehouse, he got a strange object and got a world-shattering opportunity!
The chance was that suddenly, his cultivation speed increased exponentially.
As time goes by, this rate of increase is still skyrocketing.
So in just a few days, he clearly felt that his physical appearance had reached a new limit.
"If this continues, as long as I persist, I will be able to completely reach the level of selflessness. Maybe... maybe with this opportunity, I can break through the rumored three awakenings!"
He daydreamed with joy.
But what he didn't notice was the reflection in the clear stream in front of him.
Yin Benchu's eyes were slightly red, and there was a watermelon-sized tumor on his neck.
Very weird.
At this time, in the purple bamboo forest in the courtyard.
The dark crow, who was wearing a black-feathered cloak, withdrew his gaze and panted slightly.
He looked at the continuous buildings behind him, and his eyes fell on the blue sky above.
"In the land of alienation, the inheritance is a bit strange, but it has too many limitations. Can the world that breeds such an inheritance really help us fight against that side?"
A rare look of sadness appeared on Ming Ya's face,
But in less than a moment, the emotion disappeared.
"Everything went well, but it's a pity that the old monk of Landuo Temple is not smart. It seems that he can only force the ancient tree of flesh and blood to combine with the Thousand Feather Tree."
He shook his head and slowly disappeared.
The Ten Thousand Bones Forest has the largest ancient tree of flesh and blood.
With the true meaning there, there is little chance of full extension.