Zong Shou was in a trance, and continued to ask as if by mistake: "I don't know, junior, maybe you know the name of senior?" The woman smiled and said: "There is no need to call me senior, I am actually not very old, just call me Lu Hanyan."
"Lu Hanyan?"
Zong Shou felt his heart and soul explode like thunder.
But then I became confused again, thinking who is ‘Lu Hanyan’? Do I know him?
Shen Nian thought for a moment in a daze, then her heart surged and she suddenly woke up.
No! This is knowledge——
As soon as the thought arises, it submerges into the lake of the heart again, without even the slightest ripple.
I also thought about this woman, what on earth was she talking about just now and what was her name? Why can’t she remember clearly?
Could it be that the prison spell and the pupils affected the vision and hearing? Or is there a lack of memory?
At this time, he was embarrassed to ask again. Zong Shou could only nodded slightly: "I know!"
When I look inside my body, I feel that the energy meridians are flowing backward and the blood is flowing back.
Fortunately, the true energy and soul power have returned to their peak. After a day of recuperation, the vitality has generally recovered.
The original plan was to recuperate and see you later, but since the guard inside the Yuanmen is a formless god and demon, there is no need for this.
He didn't recognize this woman and didn't know her past. But subconsciously, he believed what she said.
Taking a deep breath, Zong Shou prepared to step into the black mist. Then he heard the woman persuade her again: "Brother, that formless god and demon has a cruel temperament. I have been here for twenty years and have seen several people.
Anyone who breaks into it will end up miserable. Your cultivation is a bit weak, so if you go in this time, your life will probably be in danger. Can you not go?"
Zong Shou felt warm in his heart, and then shook his head silently.
Just like this woman was unwilling to escape from this confinement, he also had reasons for having to force his way into the ninth level of hell.
Without further words, Zong Shou stepped out of the way and was ten miles away.
Before the black mist, I only hesitated for a moment and walked in without looking back.
The atmosphere inside the fog became increasingly cold and gloomy.
There is more than just the power of death here. It is so rich that it is close to the essence. In the mist, there is even more power to confuse people's minds.
If you look at it with your eyes, you will definitely be experiencing hallucinations.
However, Zong Shou was using the Illusion Heart Mirror at the moment, and he was not disturbed by the psychedelic power.
Even if the spiritual thoughts are scattered, there will be misunderstandings. Under the cold mirror light, everything here is invisible.
Walking towards the center of the fog, Zong Shou heard a burst of "Jie Jie" laughter after taking a few steps.
The sound was shrill and eerie, shaking the eardrums.
Just when Zong Shou was alert, he saw a beam of magnificent sword light. He suddenly cut it in the air from a distance.
The momentum is majestic and majestic, like the pressure of a huge mountain, it is irresistible!
The pinnacle of the divine realm?
Zong Shou subconsciously had the idea of evading, wanting to temporarily avoid the attack.
But then he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and moved forward instead of retreating. He flashed his body and pierced forward with the nameless sword in his hand.
If he cannot defeat this sword, he will die!
Following a series of sword lights and weapon energy, there was a shock of clashing sounds.
Zong Shou's figure suddenly flew backwards twenty feet. With another wave of his hand, the Yuanyi Soul Sword left the sea of souls and appeared beside him.
With the Nine-Nine-Dragon Shadow Sword's 'Return to One' True Skill, he could slash out hundreds of swords in a single breath.
All the energy, energy, and spiritual energy that came after them were blocked ten feet away!
Thirty-seven imperial dragon tooth swords are spread out ten feet away.
The sword formation was formed, and the entire land of thousands of feet was suddenly filled with gossamer sword power.
Only then did Zong Shou finally 'see' the situation in front of him clearly.
A dozen monks with numb faces were surrounding them. Except for their dull eyes, everything else was no different from those of god-level monks.
Zong Shou was not panicked, but there was a cold look in his eyes.
This should be the shadow puppet!
His mind and soul were defeated by the shadow demon, and he was controlled by him and became a puppet.
However, such a puppet without intelligence cannot use the laws of the Tao that he mastered during his lifetime.
Rather than being in the divine realm, it is better to say that he is a cultivator in the fairyland who is stronger and more powerful.
Therefore, this time, even though there were more than a dozen of them, in his eyes, they were not worth mentioning.
What really matters is where the sword light comes from.
That sword was far less powerful than what he saw. Everything was just an illusion.
The formless gods and demons can influence his thoughts and make him think so. But when they actually fight, the difference cannot be hidden from others.
In fact, the Fantasy Mind Mirror reflects all reality into his sea of consciousness from beginning to end.
It was just bypassed by the formless gods and demons and directly attacked the soul.
It may be that he knows that his mind is persevering and cannot be shaken by ordinary means.
Therefore, the shadow demon used laughter from the beginning to make him vigilant, creating an opportunity for him to take advantage of.
Then it went straight into his mind and created the illusion of that shocking sword.
Just now, he only had to follow his instinctive thoughts to avoid it, and he would definitely fall into the trap of this formless god and demon organization step by step.
But at this time, he had dismantled the means of this god-level shadow demon.
There was no sense of relaxation in my heart, but on the contrary, I was even more cautious.
This shadow demon not only has magical powers, but also has extraordinary methods!
Pervasive and impossible to guard against!
Then the next moment, a young man with a cinnabar-red mole on his eyebrows was seen walking from the fog in the distance.
He glanced at Zong Shou, then looked at the green mirror in confusion, and then said with a strange look: "It's the breath of Fen Kong's blood. You are the young master of the Lu family, one of the princes of the Holy Court? Why are you here? You and I
The people of the Lu family have a promise not to hurt you pure-blooded people of the Lu family."
Zong Shou frowned, because of this bloodline, no matter where he went, everyone would associate him with the Lu family.
Although his name is indeed on the list of direct descendants of the Lu family, he himself is particularly unhappy about it.
I especially hate the words "young master and prince".
Shaking his head, Zong Shou stopped his distracting thoughts.
"If you want to enter the ninth floor, would you like to get out of the way?"
The formless gods and demons have no body. This shadow demon uses the body of a puppet to talk to him.
His combat power had only dropped by half a level, and he had just fought, and his swordsmanship was definitely better than his.
Although he is not afraid of this person, he might as well not fight if he doesn't want to fight.
After all, using the magical power of the illusory realm to suppress the shadow demon in the divine realm will definitely consume life span.
But the formless god and demon smiled: "Do you have an edict from the Holy Court? If so, please take a look and I won't stop you!"
Seeing Zong Shou's brows furrowed, he knew that the formless gods and demons were there, his expression became cold, and a chill passed through his eyes.
"There is no order, which makes me a little embarrassed."
The phaseless god and demon said, and suddenly smiled strangely: "You went to the ninth level of hell to find Lu Hanyan? She is your mother? I just remember that in the past twenty years, you have been sent to the ninth level.
There are no women in death row, and no one like Lu Hanyan——"
Zong Shou was frightened at first, seeing this formless god and demon peeking into people's thoughts, and then his body trembled slightly.
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