Chapter six hundred and thirteenth magic light shot
Walking along the dark passage all the way to the deepest part of the fourth floor of Babel Tower, in a dark hall, Lord Blood Flame opened the door and heard a creaking sound. The door suddenly opened with just a light touch.
There was darkness in the main hall, like a huge mouth of a wild beast.
"Please, Lord Evil God." Lord Blood Flame had a playful smile on his face.
Behind him, several other Lords also followed, and they vaguely blocked Lin Ming's retreat.
Lin Ming hesitated for a moment, and the voice of the magic light sounded in Lin Ming's mind, "Come in, it doesn't matter."
Lin Ming stepped into it, and his vision instantly turned completely black.
"Squeak——"
The door slammed shut, and Lin Ming seemed to fall into a space of absolute reading, with no sound, no light, and nothing.
"Don't worry, everything you saw is an illusion, including the main hall at the beginning, including that door. In fact, when you stepped into that door, you just stepped into the illusion array arranged by the old guy. The old guy is right in front.
Looking at you, he is planning to plant a slave mark while you are energetic!"
"Illusion array?"
Lin Ming felt something in his heart. He was very familiar with the formation. In addition, he had the reincarnation martial spirit to stick to his heart. It was not impossible to break the formation.
"Just relax and don't really try to break the formation. Otherwise, if the old guy thinks that the phantom formation can't deal with you, he will be in trouble if he takes action. You can struggle for a while, and then let's put on a show together."
"Um……"
Lin Ming nodded and calmed down, but at this moment, he heard a harsh scream of "嗄", and a ten-winged demon holding a trident appeared out of thin air and attacked him!
Lin Ming's eyes showed a flash of panic, and then he stabbed out with a spear, chasing the lightning!
The power of thunder was designed to defeat ghosts and evil spirits. With a chirping sound, the ten-winged demon turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared.
"You are not afraid of danger in the midst of chaos and can stick to your heart. You are worthy of the title of Shura." Outside the illusory formation, only ten feet away from Lin Ming, a tall man wrapped in a black cloak said silently.
His eyes are as deep as the stars in the dark night. Judging from his appearance, he does not belong to any race. Instead, he looks like a mixture of trolls and barbarians.
He is the tower master of the Pole Star Tower among the Twelve Tongtian Towers - Wan Mo.
"It's a pity that your cultivation level is too low to break through the illusion array of ten thousand ghosts. The moment your heart is eaten by ten thousand ghosts, you will be mine!"
In the phantom formation, more and more ten-winged demons appeared, and they became more and more dense. Not only were there ten-winged demons, but there were also a large number of twelve-winged demons. It became increasingly difficult for Lin Ming to deal with them.
"puff!"
With a soft sound, Lin Ming finally failed to avoid the attack of a twelve-winged demon. A ray of soul power penetrated Lin Ming's spiritual sea like a sharp thorn!
Lin Ming's heart sank, and he used his Samsara Martial Intent to crush the spike. However, attacks from other demon phantoms followed one after another.
"Hahaha, so what if you are the first genius in ten thousand years? You are not my eagle dog yet. I really look forward to your growth. You will become my best tool during this trip to the eternal devil pit!"
"Soul Slave Seal, go!" The middle-aged man made a black seal in the air, pointed his finger, and headed straight for Lin Ming!
This seal was integrated into the attack of a certain twelve-winged demon, and Lin Ming couldn't see it at all.
"Huh? Broken my seal? Good! Very good! It's getting more and more interesting. Only such a fierce tiger is worth surrendering."
"Soul Slave Seal, three seals fired at once!" The middle-aged man flicked his fingers, and three black seals flew towards Lin Ming, and merged into Lin Ming's body while the twelve-winged demon was attacking!
The three marks merged into one, and Lin Ming deliberately weakened the defense of the Samsara Martial Intent.
"Kakaka!" Two of the three black slave seals were crushed into pieces, and the remaining one flew straight into Lin Ming's spiritual sea.
"Magic Light, it's up to you!"
"Hehe, okay."
Over the years, the trust between Lin Ming and Demonic Light has increased a lot. Firstly, their interests have been in common. Secondly, because of the frightening power of the main spirit in the Rubik's Cube, Demonic Light has long since given up on the sea that swallowed up Lin Ming's spirit.
thoughts.
When the mark flew into the sky above Lin Ming's spiritual sea, the demonic light turned into a three-headed demon dog and jumped out of the spiritual sea. Only in the soul world could it maintain its most heroic appearance.
The magic light roared and separated a ball of pure soul energy from its body. This ball of energy quickly transformed into a ball of light in the air.
"puff!"
The black slave mark submerged into the light ball, instantly dyeing the light ball black!
"This saint separated some soul energy to create a small replica of your spiritual sea. This slave mark is actually planted in the replica's spiritual sea. It has no effect on you at all. Don't touch this slave mark rashly.
, this old guy will never know. As for the order the old guy issued through the slave seal, just let me tell you, and you can play well."
"I see."
He used part of his soul power to create a fake sea of spirit and deceived the master of the Pole Star Tower. Lin Ming had to admire Magic Light's method. Although this old dog was bragging a bit, he was still the most powerful person in the God's Domain back then.
Even though the spirit body of the powerful man who is qualified to participate in the siege of Qianyu Holy Land is now injured, he can still easily deal with a little guy whose strength in the mortal world has just passed away...
The illusory formation slowly disappeared, and a confused light flashed in Lin Ming's eyes.
"Haha, congratulations to the Lord Chief for adding another general." Outside the illusion formation, the Blood Flame Lord said.
"Well, Blood Flame, you did a good job this time. In about three years, the Eternal Demonic Pit will be opened again. At that time, I will let you and Lin Ming enter the position thousands of miles away from the edge of the Eternal Demonic Pit."
"Yes, President, shall we let Lin Ming enter the path of emperor now?" Xue Yan asked after thinking about it.
Lin Ming's heart moved, the path of the emperor!
Although he was pretending to be controlled, Lin Ming didn't like the current situation. Being controlled by others made him unable to think clearly.
What he is thinking about now is to enter the road of emperor as soon as possible, to obtain the ultimate strength as soon as possible, to end the matter of Xue Sha Yuan as soon as possible, and then return to Tianyan Continent.
The situation in Tianyan Continent has always made Lin Ming anxious.
Nearly two years have passed. I wonder what happened to Mu Qianyu and Qin Xingxuan, and whether Divine Phoenix Island has survived.
When Lin Ming left Tianyan Continent, he was in the early stage of Xiantian cultivation, and his strength was probably comparable to that of an average peak powerhouse in the early stage of the Revolving Pill. As for the fact that he killed Lei Jingtian, it was because he was suppressed by the laws of the Demon God's Imperial Palace, so he was not considered to be one of them.
His true ability.
Nowadays, Lin Ming's cultivation level is extremely innate, and with his breakthroughs in other areas, his strength has been infinitely close to that of Life Fall. As long as he breaks through the Revolving Pill, Lin Ming will have the confidence to defeat a first-level Life Fall expert, and even kill him.
Only by reaching the Revolving Pill can Lin Ming return to Tianyan Continent, otherwise there would be no point in his return.
The Emperor's Road is undoubtedly a shortcut to breakthrough. It is not clear whether Lin Ming can achieve the Revolving Pill on the Emperor's Road, but at least his strength will be greatly improved. By then, even if he cannot break through the Revolving Pill, he will still be able to compete with those in the first level of Life Destruction.
Stronger.
"The Road to the Emperor..."
The master of the Pole Star Tower pondered slightly and looked at Lin Ming, "Do you want to enter the path of the Emperor?"
Lin Ming said expressionlessly: "Lin naturally wants to enter the path of the emperor, but he just obeys the orders of the chief minister."
The master of the Pole Star Tower thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Let's wait another two or three years for the road to the emperor. It's too early to enter now."
Two or three years!
Lin Ming's heart sank. He would probably be able to break through the Xuan Dan in two or three years. The tower master of the Pole Star Tower would probably monitor his cultivation and would not allow him to break through easily. If he could not enter the path of the emperor, then
What’s the point of staying in the Tower of Babel!
"This old fox is really careful!" Demonic Light cursed in Lin Ming's spiritual sea.
"Did he notice anything unusual?"
"Humph, if such a junior discovers an abnormality in the virtual sea of spirit created by this saint, then I might as well crash him to death! He is afraid of your speed of progress, and is afraid that you will progress too fast and your strength will exceed him.
By then, he will no longer be able to control you."
Lin Ming took a deep breath. In the past two years since he came to the Pole Star Babel Tower, he has encountered many obstacles!
I really don’t know how the Eight Meteor War Emperor became the Twelve-Winged Heavenly Demon!
Demonic Light seemed to know what Lin Ming was thinking, and said: "According to my guess, at the time of the Eight Meteor War Emperor, the Twelve Heavenly Towers did not have a unified management organization, and they did not deliberately prevent the birth of the Twelve Winged Heavenly Demons. Otherwise, the Eight Meteor Emperors would
Not to mention that Emperor Yu has become a twelve-winged demon, it would be great if he can leave the Babel Tower alive."
Over the years, Xue Sha Yuan tried his best to avoid the birth of the twelve winged demon warriors. Lin Ming was equivalent to fighting against the twelve towers of heaven with one person. You can imagine the resistance he faced.
"Lin Ming, starting from today, you will practice on the third floor of the Pole Star Babel Tower. Remember, you cannot break through the Revolving Core without my order!" Lord Ten Thousand Demons gave this order coldly, then turned and left.
Lin Ming responded quietly, frowning. The difficulty of entering the Emperor's path was beyond his imagination.
"Lin Ming, don't worry. Although you cannot enter the path of the emperor immediately, at least you can continue to stay in the Pole Star Babel Tower. As long as your strength slowly increases, all obstacles will be solved, and the master of the Pole Star Tower will not
Maybe I've been watching your cultivation."
"If my guess is correct, he cannot stay in the Pole Star Babel Tower for a long time, but will go to the Blood Evil Temple he mentioned before to accept supervision. Otherwise, the master of the Pole Star Babel Tower will also have the opportunity to become the Twelve Wings
Demon, this is something that the supreme ruler of the Blood Killing Plains cannot allow."
What the magic light said made Lin Ming's heart move. Indeed, the tower master of the Pole Star Tower was already at the peak of the Ten-Winged Heavenly Demon. It would not be difficult for him to become the Twelve-Winged Heavenly Demon. Naturally, this kind of thing would not be allowed to happen.
The rules of this bloody killing are really strict, and there are many restrictions even on the tower owner.
"Magic Light, even if the master of the Pole Star Tower doesn't detect my cultivation, I can't wait so long. It may take another year or two for me to break through the Xuan Dan step by step. It's too late. I made a promise at that time
year, but now that I think about it, I don’t know what the situation in the Southern Sky Territory will be like in ten years. I want to rush back to the Southern Sky Territory within three years. I only have one year left!"