The ninth one hundred and one countercurrent reasons
"As for whether the judgment is wrong, Tian Qing is not sure. We can only guess based on some clues. How can we be sure that this person is the son of Han Yan without seeing it in person?"
Listening quietly, the purple-robed middle-aged man's gaze was like a knife, shaving his way through.
Lu Tianqing felt as if his whole body was being burned. His pupils shrank, and he finally showed a bit of fear.
However, his expression remained calm, and he said calmly: "The Holy Lord will know what it is just by looking at it, so why ask Tianqing? In any case, this person can ask the Supreme Saint to take action for him. His origin must be extraordinary.
, the Holy Lord will never go in vain."
The middle-aged man in purple robe frowned, snorted softly, and his expression finally brightened slightly.
"This man is really good at the art of instantaneous space, leaving you, Lu Tianqing, helpless?"
"Indeed, you can move hundreds of miles in a moment. Even in our holy realm, although we can do it, the distance is far away, but it takes a lot of effort. But this person's magical power of instantaneous space seems to have no consumption at all.
, Furthermore, I look at his swordsmanship, and I am afraid that if he is at the beginning of the ordinary divine realm, he may not be his enemy. In addition, there should be people who are good at formations to cover his energy."
Speaking of this, Lu Tianqing smiled again: "It's not that there is nothing we can do, it just takes some time. Besides, since I have guessed his origin, I just need to wait for him at Lu Hanyan's place. But this person
, no matter what your identity is, it is of great importance. Therefore, I come to ask the Holy Lord for instructions!"
The middle-aged man in purple robe nodded slightly, thoughtfully. After thinking for a moment, he smiled softly.
"You are smart! You have a deep scheming mind. That's all. It's okay to waste just a moment and a half on this person."
He added: "That Zhijing Qiji is so strange, but also a little familiar. It's curious! It's just a good time to meet him for a while and see what kind of figure in the world he is, and he has become a saint without making a sound.
Venerable Jing——"
When he finished speaking, countless voids in front of him were already twisting and folding.
It took Lu Tianqing half an hour to cross the space.
In front of the purple-robed middle-aged man, the concept of 'distance' does not exist at all.
With just one step, he was already outside the Nine Ultimate Hells of Death and within the formation of sparks and dust.
His eyes are deep and he looks far into the void.
This time, Lin Xuanshuang, who was hiding dozens of worlds away, suddenly felt something in his heart.
In Juntian Palace, he suddenly stood up. Then he touched his forehead with his hand and sighed slightly.
Why did this person become alarmed?
Given his current situation, as long as this person is prepared, there is nothing he can do.
She couldn't help but worry, could it be that she could only pray that her disciple would be safe and sound, so that she could be blessed?
The light was flowing in her beautiful eyes, and from the corner of her eyes, she saw Jingyin next to her. She was pale, with her eyes closed tightly, her hands clasped together, and her mouth muttering something.
After only listening to a few sentences, he knew that this was a prayer scripture. Lin Xuanshuang immediately sneered: "What kind of place is the Nine Jue Death Prison? Even in your previous life, the power of prophecy may not be useful. What's more, you haven't awakened yet.
The time of wisdom in the previous life.”
Jingyin was startled, but the look on his face was even more panicked.
"Holy Master Xuanshuang, the Buddha of the End of Time is now. But is there any difficulty? Just now, Jingyin felt frightened. I don't know the reason, but I only know that it must be related to the Buddha of the End of the World. It may be life-threatening, and there are some variables in it——"
"Tch! You haven't awakened the memory of your previous life, but you have already gathered 80% of this magical power."
When Lin Xuanshuang heard this, he curled his lips disdainfully: "My life is fine, it's just a little troublesome. After all, I, Lin Xuanshuang, am the only disciple I like in this life. How could I let him die in prison if I didn't have complete assurance?"
?”
Jingyin looked suspicious, a little unbelieving.
She had already experienced the unreliability of this Holy Lord Xuanshuang once.
How could someone dig such a trap to harm others? Even now, whenever she thinks of what happened that day, she still has an inexplicable desire. She wishes she could strangle the Holy Lord Xuan Shuang to death.
It came from instinct, and I almost couldn't restrain myself several times.
Lin Xuanshuang didn't realize it at all, but when she saw Jingyin's expression, her face became even more unhappy.
"Do you know the Lu family's marrow-burning blood spell?"
"Burning Marrow Blood Spirit?" Jingyin raised an eyebrow, "How come you haven't heard of it? Zong Shou seems to have been tortured terribly by this spell recently."
It seemed that this was the reason why he fled to the world of Cangling when the sun set.
"The forbidden techniques of the Lu family's Nine Jue Death Prison are quite similar to the Marrow-burning Blood Spirit Curse. They can almost be said to have the same origin. In addition, nearly three thousand of the Lu family's disciples die in the Death Prison every year. All of them are killed in the Death Prison.
Most of the blood marrow spirits will be absorbed by the Death Prison Forbidden Formation. At this time, Zong Shou has the blood spirit curse on him——"
At this point, Lin Xuanshuang felt something was wrong again and shook his head slightly: "Why am I telling you this? Even if you tell me, you don't understand. All you need to know is that although he is in danger now, there is still a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation."
Maybe I can still master the Fenkong Lu family’s strongest bloodline.”
Although I said this, I felt a little unsure in my heart.
How difficult is it to push the blood of Fenkong to the top?
Zong Shou's journey in the Nine Jue Death Prison will also be infinitely more difficult than others.
It is extremely rare not to die and go crazy.
I couldn't help but wonder if I should ask for help and call Zong Shou's other master.
There are two people here, and the one over there doesn't dare to make a mistake... At the same time, in the Nine Jue Death Prison, Zong Shou was teleporting one after another.
Suddenly he frowned and glanced at the sky.
This place is still on the sixth level, a world full of ice and snow, called the Ice Wheel Hell of Death.
Yin power spreads all over, and the cold air disperses. It is also the time of Ziwu, when the forbidden technique takes effect.
But it was an endless cold that penetrated into the body.
There seem to be countless icy wheels, cutting and grinding in the soul.
Directly attacking human soul consciousness, when it comes to pain, it is still above the fifth level.
Zong Shou's entire consciousness was frozen once he thought about it, and he was completely unable to think.
What makes people most upset is not the pain of the soul.
To him, these tortures may not be much better than the marrow-burning blood curse.
However, when this forbidden technique reaches the body, it is obvious that what enters the body is the power of ice and cold.
But it also triggered the power of the blood spirit, and the energy and blood flowed backwards, straight into the pupils.
And the bone marrow and blood essence were burning. Although the surroundings were full of cold energy, it had no effect on him.
Even the Ice Wheel Forbidden Technique seems to be much less effective.
"This reverse flow of Qi and blood must be related to the forbidden technique of the Nine Jue Death Prison. The first time in the Thousand Swords Death Prison, it was like this, and it was triggered by it. After that, except for Han Xi, he swallowed those mutated beast pills and fed back the alien energy.
That time. Every time, it was caused by forbidden magic."
Zong Shou vaguely felt that he had touched some of the veins where Qi and blood were flowing backwards.
However, it is still unknown where the power of these blood spirits comes from.
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