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68. Inside Huangquanzhu

Under Lin Feng's control, twenty-four golden Arhats stood in three directions, surrounding Sikong Nan in the middle.

The three Flame Arhats rose into the air. Under each Flame Arhat's body, there were seven Arhats holding it up. A steady stream of powerful Buddha light was supplied to the Flame Arhats.

The fire on the Flame Arhat grew stronger and stronger, rising into the sky and forming a sea of ​​flames above Sikong Nan's head.

Lin Feng's face showed anger, and he yelled: "My compassionate Buddha also transforms into a wrathful form, unleashes endless anger, kills all demons, and burns everything!"

Boom!

The entire Huangquanzhu space shook, and then a golden Buddha with four heads, eight arms, and an angry expression slowly rose from the sea of ​​fire. The Buddha had a vertical eye closed between his brows.

The golden Buddha chanted the Buddha's name, which was deafening. Amidst the sound of the Buddha's voice, he opened his eyebrows and raised his eyes. From the vertical eyes, a small milky white flame shot out.

The milky white flames looked extremely fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow them out.

When Sikong Nan saw it, he was extremely horrified: "King Ming! You have actually mastered the wrath of King Ming!"

I saw milky white flames in the void. Wherever the flames burned, the space began to collapse and disintegrate!

Lin Feng stretched out his hand and pointed, and the milky white flames suddenly turned into a straight thin line and shot towards Sikong Nan.

Wherever the line of fire passed, the mana that purified all things in the Huangquan Pearl was immediately destroyed, unable to resist the advance of the line of fire. The line of fire hit the black mist protecting Sikong Nan's body, just like sparks splashing into an oil pan.

There was a "boom"!

All the black mist was extinguished and burned, turning into blazing flames, turning Sikong Nan into a burning man.

Whether it was Huang Quan Zhu's magic power or Sikong Nan's magic power, they all turned into fuel for the flame at this moment, fueling the fire's burning.

The wrath of the Immovable King, within the flames, is an incomparable angry thought. Even the Buddha is on fire, burning all angry thoughts. Even if they are both flames, as long as they are not the seven true fires, they will be burned up by the wrath of the King.

Sikong Nan finally felt the threat of death, and was filled with panic: "It's really true that a tiger has been bullied by a dog! I have been reduced to being ridden by such a junior. If it had been in the past, I would have killed him with one finger!"

"At this juncture, I can no longer worry about so much. Even if I die, I will support you."

Sikong Nan roared: "You little beast, let's die together!"

Following his roar, a low roar came from the depths of the space inside the Huang Quan Pearl.

Lin Feng frowned slightly and listened attentively, it seemed to be the sound of water flowing.

"This is..." Lin Feng's expression changed drastically. He thought of something, but it was too late to react.

The sound of water flowing from far to near became louder and louder, and finally turned into a loud "rumbling" sound, as if a dam had burst!

A long river with a dim yellow color and transparent water rushed straight down, rushing toward Lin Feng and Sikong Nan.

Lin Feng cursed secretly: "Do it!"

It turns out that it is not that there is no true underworld water in the underworld pearl, on the contrary, there is a massive amount of true underworld water stored here!

However, since Sikong Nan has never been able to refine and control the Huangquan Pearl, these Huangquan True Waters are a scourge for him and he dare not touch them easily.

But now that he was cornered by Lin Feng, he naturally let go of all scruples, simply attracted the true water of the underworld, and died together with Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's face was ugly. The Immovable King True Fire he had driven was just a small flame. Facing so much underworld true water, the waves would not even be able to flip a single one, and it would be swallowed up directly.

Sikong Nan laughed wildly and was swallowed up by the rushing True Water of Underworld. Lin Feng could clearly see that the flames surrounding him were all extinguished the moment they came into contact with the True Water of Underworld.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Lin Feng's eyes twitched, and he looked around, thinking urgently for a solution.

Suddenly, Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He saw a large transparent ball of light floating on the turbulent Huangquan water. In the middle of the ball of light sat a thin young man, who turned out to be Wang Lin.

"That's Wang Lin's soul." Lin Feng understood immediately and didn't dare to hesitate. He immediately jumped onto the ball of light, just like stepping on a small boat, moving forward with the rushing Huangquan River.

Only then did Lin Feng have time to observe Wang Lin in the light ball. He saw that his eyes were closed tightly and he was unconscious, showing no reaction to Lin Feng's arrival.

Lin Feng's eyes moved, and he simply sat down cross-legged on the top of the light ball, directly above Wang Lin's head. The two of them were like bunk beds.

The ball of light drifted with the current. I don't know how far it drifted. A black stone pillar suddenly appeared in the middle of the long river. The ball of light hit the black stone pillar. It did not bounce off, but stuck tightly to the stone pillar.

Lin Feng stared at the black stone pillar for a moment, then reached out to touch the stone pillar, and suddenly a large number of Taoist formulas poured into his mind.

"This is... the Underworld Nirvana Technique? Is this the way to sacrifice the treasure of the Underworld Pearl?" Lin Feng's heart moved: "I see, that's it, when Wang Lin wakes up, he will get the Underworld Nirvana Technique here. Preliminary

Understand the Taoist and magical powers contained in the Yellow Spring Pearl, and then completely refine this treasure."

"With the Huangquan Pearl in hand, that old ghost Sikong Nan can't do anything to him."

With treasures and Taoism, Wang Lin, the hidden dragon, should ascend to heaven and embark on the golden road where gods can kill gods and Buddhas can kill Buddhas.

This is probably the path that Wang Lin should have taken to become the true emperor.

Lin Feng chuckled. Since such a good thing happened to him, he would naturally not be polite.

Lin Feng did not intend to take away the opportunity that should have belonged to Wang Lin, but he could not let Wang Lin comprehend the secret of Huangquan Nirvana on his own and then independently refine the Huangquan Pearl.

It is the correct rhythm for him as his master to teach him the Tao and then guide and help him refine the treasures.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng smiled slightly, calmed down, and began to carefully understand the secrets of the Nirvana Technique of Huang Quan from the black stone pillar.

Inside the Yellow Spring Pearl is a space of spiritual consciousness that does not exist as an entity, and the scope of the space is extremely vast.

At a place extremely far away from the black stone pillar, a figure suddenly emerged from the turbulent Huangquan River. It was none other than Sikong Nan.

It's just that Sikong Nan at this time was very different from before. He was no longer shrouded in black mist and filled with ghostly aura. Instead, his whole body turned into the same hazy yellow color as the true water of Huangquan, and his body was still translucent.

At this time, the old ghost's mana aura became the same as the true water of Huangquan. There was an aura of annihilation and purification hidden in the calmness.

"Although I am not dead, I am still worse off than dead! I was actually refined by the Huang Quan Pearl. I will never be able to live without this Huang Quan Pearl for the rest of my life." Sikong Nan's face was distorted, with a look of resentment on his face: "

But it’s also a blessing in disguise, not only do I no longer have to fear this true underworld water, but I can also control it.”

Sikong Nan quietly sensed that the true water of Huangquan held up his body and rushed towards the black stone pillar.

"Two juniors, you are dead this time!"

…………

Xiao Yan and the other three were walking on the road in a hurry, returning to Hengyue Mountain together.

The little boy suddenly blinked his eyes and whispered: "Two senior brothers, someone is following us."

Xiao Yan was carrying a black giant sword on his back, which suppressed his magic power and made it difficult for him to even move the most basic way. He had no spare power to sense his surroundings. When he heard the little boy's words, he controlled the urge to turn his head and look back, and squinted quietly.

Xiang Zhu Yi.

Zhu Yi did not act rashly, but quietly deployed his magic power to investigate.

After a moment, Zhu Yi nodded almost imperceptibly: "There is indeed someone who is only in the Qi training period, not the master just now."

The little boy's big black eyes rolled around: "When I left Chuzhou City just now, I walked past a group of people. There was an old man among them. I don't know why, but he kept staring at me. Could he be with him?

of?"

After Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, he said decisively: "Find a place ahead and deal with them."


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