Feng Lin stared at the little man in Ye Yourong's hand and asked strangely: "What is this?"
"The technique, the top inherited technique of the Demon Clan, is called the Devil's Original Sin."
Ye Yourong smiled and explained, "In the land of gods, this is the only one I know about the Demon Clan's techniques."
"Devil's original sin? Can it only be practiced by the demon clan?" Feng Lin asked.
"Of course, generally powerful inherited techniques are created based on the bloodline and physique of one's own race."
Ye Yourong explained, "This technique is very powerful, beyond your imagination. If Yaoyao can master this technique, she will be the boss of the Demon Clan in the future!"
"So strong? What's the main point of this move?"
Feng Lin asked.
"Anyway, it is a very powerful attack technique, but it is very difficult to practice. If you can master it a little, you can become a master."
Ye Yourong threw the villain to Feng Lin, "In Shenxiang, this thing is the treasure of the Demon Clan. People who can practice must have a strong background."
"That's good, it depends on Yaoyao's fate."
Feng Lin looked at the villain and said, "Keep looking and see what else is there?"
"The other techniques look relatively ordinary and are of little use to you."
Ye Yourong took out all the remaining skills and put them in front of Feng Lin, "We can take a look at them if we have nothing to do, just in case we can use them."
Feng Lin nodded, "That's right."
So, the two of them studied the remaining exercises separately.
After studying them all, Feng Lin's head felt a little swollen, and he didn't remember anything until now.
He could only pick up the ring again, see what was inside, and replace his brain.
Suddenly, Feng Lin's eyes became solemn. This ring did not contain spiritual stones or techniques.
It's some daily necessities. In addition, there are a lot of materials and notes.
Feng Lin took out all the things and piled them next to him.
Since there was nothing else to do, Feng Lin started reading.
Ye Yourong also took a random copy and studied it here.
…
Unknowingly, the light from outside has passed through the small hole and shone into the underground cave.
Only then did Feng Lin realize that it was already dawn.
He read a lot this night, and finally gained a deeper understanding of the Demon Clan.
What Anquan said should be true.
Although she is the boss of the party, the demon clan of the Presbyterian Church have all lived longer than her.
They have more secrets. Anquan is not convinced, but on the surface he can only pretend to be respectful.
"Okay, let's leave here and go to the fairy palace."
Feng Lin took out his cell phone and looked at the time.
More than ten days have passed since the first exam of the Yin Yang Crusaders.
Currently there is still half of it.
This time is enough for him to make a trip to the Immortal Palace.
After putting everything away, Ye Yourong attached himself to Feng Lin again.
Feng Lin took her out of the cave and flew to a higher place to observe the surrounding environment.
Knowing that this place was closer to the west than the previous ruins, he immediately rushed to the east.
Along the way, Feng Lin encountered many battles.
But this time he ignored it and went straight to the ruins of Qingqiu Yun.
He wanted to rely on the rushing water there to go to the island country on the other side, so that he could directly reach the fairy palace.
The speed is much faster.
…
Not long after Feng Lin left, there were several more men in black robes outside the ruins where they were.
"Sir, the leader of the Yin Yang Crusade may still be inside."
The person next to me smiled and said.
He is none other than Yang Fan.
Mr. Mei on the side said softly: "We still have to go and take a look. The hidden spring is not nearby. We should have been defeated."
These men in black robes all stepped into the ruins.
At this moment, many people have escaped from the ruins.
But there are still some people who choose to stay here.
After all, what happened this time was within the formation on the island.
However, no large-scale battles occurred in this ruins.
Anquan and Zi Ning fought outside first, and then Anquan immediately rushed to the formation on the island.
Zi Ning also followed closely behind, so there were still many intact buildings around.
Mr. Mei and the few people behind him did not stay nearby, but went straight to the island.
Yang Fan walked over immediately and put his hand on the gap in the formation.
The formation is activated.
"Sir please."
Yang Fan stood aside with a smile.
Mr. Mei nodded and walked in first.
Yang Fan followed closely, and then several men in black robes behind them entered the formation together.
Arriving inside the formation, the place has turned into a wasteland.
Everything was razed to the ground, and there was a special sense of loneliness in the surrounding air, as if all living things had been destroyed.
Mr. Mei took off the hat of his black robe and revealed his face.
He exhaled forcefully, "Ah! The smell of radiation, it seems that it has completely exploded."
As he spoke, he walked deeper.
"Has the spirit-breaking array disappeared? This thing is really powerful!"
Yang Fan followed Mr. Mei with a smile.
"It's just a small trick, it won't lead to elegance."
Mr. Mei smiled and said, "The spirit-severing array is easy to destroy, but most people cannot use Qi Jin on it. Otherwise, with a sixth-level Qi Jin, a spiritual blast can destroy the spirit-severing array."
"Sir, what you are saying is that the power of this big guy can be as powerful as a sixth-level blow?"
Yang Fan asked with a smile.
"Absolutely. As long as there are enough materials, a blow to the sublimation realm can be piled up... huh?"
Mr. Mei suddenly looked into the distance, speeding up and rushing there.
He stood in one place, raised his hand, and all the ruins under his feet floated.
Here, lies a body.
To be precise, it was a mutilated body, only the part wearing the spiritual steel hood was intact.
"This is number nine!"
Yang Fan turned around and motioned to the men in black robes behind him.
They immediately jumped over, carefully lifted No. 9's body out, and placed it next to Mr. Mei.
Mr. Mei waved his hand gently, and all the ruins floating in the air flew out and landed on the ground in the distance.
The dust kicked up did not appear here.
Mr. Mei knelt down and inspected No. 9's body.
"Sir, I knew you would come. I was holding my breath and was waiting for you."
The voice of No. 9 came softly.
"Thank you for your hard work, No. 9."
Mr. Mei smiled and took off the spiritual steel from No. 9's head, "I will revive you again."
Under the spiritual steel, this man's appearance is exactly the same as Yang Fan.
"No. 9, tell me what happened here?"
Yang Fan came over and asked.
"Okay, big brother."
No. 9 closed his red eyes, "This plan went well, but Feng Lin changed the formation. We turned on the bomb and couldn't escape."
"Brother Feng Lin?" Yang Fan crossed his arms, "He is back again."
"It should be the Yin Yang Crusaders who asked him to lead the way. The people coming this time are Zi Ning and Su Ming."
Number 9 continued, "Feng Lin finally threatened Anquan and asked her to hand over her immortal power before agreeing to let her go."
"Immortal power? It turns out that Feng Lin also knows this technique. The Demon Clan regards this technique as a treasure. I once wanted to check it out, but Dark Spring also refused."
Mr. Mei chuckled and said, "A woman like her will definitely agree. A girl with a clear goal will not die easily."
PS: I went out to do some errands today and got home late, so I asked Anquan to kowtow to everyone.
