Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 823 Decision (10 [-] minutes)
puff puff! !
The sound of soap bubbles being punctured sounded one after another.

The sky darkened in an instant, and the dark clouds were layered on top of each other, forming a vortex like a millstone above the sky of the Yinhe Divine Pillar.

Boom! !
As Tu Fang raised his hand high, he saw that the black jade beads in his hand became more and more prosperous, like a black sun.

Countless black smoke flowed out from it at high speed, straight into the sky.

The dense dark blood vessels on his body suddenly burst at this time, and countless blood mist drilled out, surrounding the whole body, weaving into a bloody battle armor.

"Devil's dead soul, let's be driven by Bingjun's lineage!"

Tu Fang laughed loudly, urging the secret [Golden Armor Immortal Scripture] he had cultivated, and raised the golden hammer high in his hand.

A series of golden halos once again condensed on it.

Count carefully, there are nine in total.

The aperture sometimes shrinks and sometimes expands, forming a strange aura.

In that aura, the light is distorted, the sound is distorted, like a transparent golden swamp.

"I'm going to beat you to death!"

He growled.

boom!
The moment the voice fell, the black bead burst instantly.

The gushing black smoke expanded suddenly, changing from a smoke state to a mist state, and a distorted black figure suddenly appeared.

Floating in front of Lin Mo.

His face kept changing, becoming Lin's father, Lin's mother, Lin Fei'er, Ye Yue, Lin Jue, Lin Shu, and even Li Shenxiu...

Even some faces that he had long forgotten and only felt familiar.

"Illusion again?" Lin Mo muttered to himself without changing his expression.

Instead, I am interested in looking around.

He is still on the top of the Yinhe Stone Pillar, but there is no black smoke, no dark clouds, the ground is still flat, and the worry-free tree is hanging down with air roots.

Under the sun, the mountain wind blows, the air roots sway, and the leaves collide, making a rustling sound.

The figure in front of him didn't say a word, but his appearance was changing rapidly.

A leaf was blown by the mountain wind, drew an arc, and fell on Lin Mo's shoulder.

A cold look appeared on his face, and he looked at the figure that changed into Ye Yue: "Boring!"

Although the outline of the surrounding environment is very real, whether it is details or breath, they are all very similar, but he who has double pupils cannot be fooled!
This is illusion, everything is fake!
Besides...

"So what if it's true? I, Lin Mo, have achieved great feats now. Although the world is big, who can stop me? Who dares to stop me! Just a thousand-feather world monster?"

"But these people are my weakness after all..." Lin Mo looked at the constantly changing figure, and at this moment he changed into the appearance of his son Lin Jue.

He laughed and looked at Lin Mo, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something, his smile was very innocent and cute.

From the appearance of the facial features, Lin Mo's model can be vaguely seen.

"Instead of waiting for others to use this to threaten and persecute me, it is better for me to eliminate these weaknesses in advance." He thought deeply.

The look became more ruthless,

"No one in the world can threaten me, not even my relatives, friends and heirs!"

"he he he he he."

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came from Lin Mo's ear.

'Lin Jue' hugged his head, leaned over, and said with a smile: "Father, what are you talking about? Let's go, come home with me for dinner, the aunt and the second mother are urging you."

As soon as the words fell, a big hand fell on his head.

Five fingers slightly bent...then...lightly rubbed his hair.

"You... go back first and tell your mother that I want to retreat."

In Lin Mo's heavy pupils, in the windmill-shaped pupils, streaks of blood emerged, like short worms, densely all over the pupils.

The cold expression on his face slowly turned into a calm one.

"This aura, this familiar aura, is the land of the Seven Wheels of the Yellow Mansion? For three days, the Golden Palace is pressed against the Realm of Dead Souls to refine other people's primordial spirits.

The seven rounds of the Yellow Mansion transform the heart, sneak into the heart, sink into the mind... This is the world of dead souls. "

Lin Mo realized in his heart that it was no wonder that when Tu Fang took out the black bead, his soul world would be restless.

This is not only a breath of the same origin, but also a deeper cultivation level than him.

At least he still can't control the Seven Rounds of Huangfu alone.

"Father, you are right or wrong, this is indeed the world of dead souls, and it is also your soul."

'Lin Jue' had a sad look on his face that couldn't be concealed, "You...you really thought in your heart that we around you are all burdens and weaknesses to you,

This is what you think in your heart..."

Tears continued to flow from his eyes, while 'Lin Jue' was crying, his appearance continued to change, becoming Lin Mo's appearance.

His appearance was cold, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, revealing a cruel smile:

"Yes, you are also practicing the Death Soul Art, you should understand that what we can do is to amplify other people's desires and evil thoughts, and not make them arise out of thin air...

All your ugly thoughts just now are the true reflection of your heart..."

"Everything you express is just a disguise, so promise me, it's fine to lie to outsiders, don't lie to yourself." 'Lin Mo' suddenly showed a cruel smile, pressed his forehead lightly with one hand, leaned back, and his smile became more exaggerated.

boom! !

In an instant, Lin Mo made a move and punched him directly in the face.

Under the tremendous force, the latter's bones suddenly broke, and his body flew upside down.

But he was pulled back in an instant, grabbed his neck, and was lifted high.

"It's useless, he is you, you are him, mind and reality are actually interlinked, do you think you can defeat yourself?"'Lin Mo's face was covered with blood at this time, but he grinned grinningly.

Its voice is full of pride.

And the sound just fell, not far away, Tu Fang carried the golden hammer on his shoulder, and walked out slowly.

As he breathed, the tentacles in his mouth swam, and the golden swamp around him became more and more solid.

Yes.

The black pearl in his hand before was a method of borrowing soldiers inherited from the Bingjun, which could restore his own strength by storing a trace of energy from others.

While at Mount Lantuo, Tu Fangyi took advantage of the crow's attack, and quietly intercepted a ray of his body, the aura of the demon prince!

As the Taoist ancestor, as the most evil dead soul lineage among the ten immortals, the heart demon prince is not weak even among the Taoist ancestors!
It is rumored that he has completely condensed the seven rounds of the Yellow Mansion in the Death Soul Art to the extreme level, and can rely on his own Yellow Mansion to enter the souls of the primordial spirits of all living beings and set off evil thoughts and demons.
Achieve the level of sealing the town's primordial spirit and transforming dead souls!

Even if you see through this kind of evil thoughts and demons, if you can't break through the seven rounds of Huangfu land that is the essence of Taoist ancestors, you will only sink into it!

In the records of the Thousand Feather Realm, this boss even has the record of sealing off people from the same realm of Daohua several times!
The person in front of him is indeed powerful, but once he is tricked, he will only be like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, the more he resists, the more powerless he will be.

When he thinks he has seen through his own demons, fought fiercely with them, and finally exhausted himself, this is his chance to make a move!
"Jie Jie Jie! Although people from the Death Soul lineage are bastards, their spells are really useful!" Tu Fang grinned grinningly, and took off the golden hammer on his shoulder.

"Fortunately, I'm smart and kept a hand, otherwise I almost overturned the car."

The mana in his body continued to circulate, and the circles of golden rings on the golden hammer in his hand continued to shrink and began to accumulate power.

At the same time, his light blue eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Lin Mo firmly.

"Let me take a good look now, where should I hammer first?"

The next moment, Tu Fang opened his eyes wide.

click.

Suddenly, there is a pair of pupils in front of him, which are weird pupils overlapping in pairs.

In the pupils, windmill-shaped patterns slowly rotated, and the countless bloodshots in them, like insects, were still swimming.

Those eyes are familiar...these are...the eyes of that man.

At this moment, the distance between Tu Fang's face and Lin Mo's was less than seven centimeters.

The two looked at each other, the former stared blankly, the latter had a calm expression.

All of a sudden, Tu Fang felt his scalp go numb, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and his soul even trembled.

He reflexively smashed down the golden hammer in his hand.

boom!
The golden halo suddenly expanded and swelled like an ocean pouring down.

then……

boom!
The golden sledgehammer broke suddenly, and the long and narrow hammer head at the top was thrown high into the air.

at the same time.

A big hand stretched out and pressed on Tu Fang's face.

Then a huge force gushed out like a flood that broke a dike, lifted it into the air, and smashed it down to the ground below.

Like an egg colliding with a stone.

The ground shook suddenly, the clods of soil exploded, and a huge pothole appeared all at once, with countless cracks spreading around.

Tu Fang's face was covered in blood, and he felt severe pain all over his body, and the golden swamp boundary that surrounded him immediately shattered.

The arm, bones, and muscles holding the golden hammer were all smashed into pieces.

In the impact just now, most of the bones in the chest were broken.

He looked terrified, and in his eyes, apart from fear, there was more disbelief. He never expected that Lin Mo would break through the realm of the heart demon prince so suddenly.

"How...how is it possible...how...how can you be so fast...?"

The heart demon world belongs to the world of dead souls. If you want to break through it, you need to crush it with personality, so that the world of dead souls will be broken.

And right now, the Heart Demon Realm is still there,
But he was completely out of control.

Then there is only one reason...

The world of dead souls is covered and polluted... the only thing that can cover and pollute the world of dead souls is the more terrifying... world of dead souls...

"You are...you are Yu Shilidong? No...Yu Shilidong can't resist the demon prince...Who are you...!!?"

Tu Fang's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt cold and hairy all over his body.

A native of the land outside Hua, so young, but so strong, and has such a powerful dead soul world...

There must be a big secret in it!

He couldn't help but feel chills, like an ignorant little white rabbit accidentally breaking into the vicious wolf's lair.

I was caught in a shocking conspiracy.

In a trance, Tu Fang even forgot the pain on his body.

"It doesn't really matter who I am. The important thing now is that you need to tell me, who is the so-called heart demon prince? What exactly is that black bead in your hand?"

Lin Mo's face was calm, but there was excitement in his eyes.

Just now, the progress of the [Lin's Breaking Awareness Method] created by him is skyrocketing.

This means that his realm cultivation is increasing dramatically.

The reason is that just now his dead soul world has expanded...

In addition to quantity, quality has also reached the point of sublimation.

Then feed back, and even greatly benefit his soul and body.

This feeling is great and subtle.

Everything came from what Tu Fang had done just now.

In this occasional opportunity, Lin Mo seemed to have found the reason for the throbbing in his heart not long ago.

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Yizhou, Gouyi Road.

In the Yin family known as the fourth generation and the third lord.

A remote courtyard with gray tiles and white walls, but only two entrances.

There are stretches of purple bamboo forests in the courtyard, there are gurgling waters, and there is the sound of crossing the forest and beating leaves when the draft blows through the hall.

This small courtyard, remote at first, is actually the real core of the Yin family.

In the entire clan, there are no more than ten fingers who are qualified to come here.

Because this is the residence of the current head of the Yin family, currently ranked sixth among the top ten masters in Yizhou, and the residence of Yin Benchu.

Yinbenchu ​​is still sitting by the stream in the courtyard.

Holding the yellow wooden fishing rod with a straight hook and no bait in his hand.

But at this moment, his complexion was no longer as calm as before, but his eyes were red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

"Lin Junmo? Genius? Genius? A genius who is destined to die, how can he be called a genius?" He muttered to himself.

Ever since Monk Shasheng died and disappeared in Wangulin last time, he paid special attention to this genius who was known as the number one talent in Huaizhou in the past.

Subsequent pieces of information spread, which surprised him, shocked him, and even made him unbelievable.

A young man, a junior, actually surpassed him in power now, and his strength reached the level in the rumors?
"But it's okay. I, the fourth generation and third father of the Yin family, have worked hard for more than ten generations. How can I be a commoner who can surpass me only by talent and hard work?"

Yinben sat on the bluestone at the beginning, rubbed the bamboo pole in his hand, felt the changes in his body, and couldn't help showing joy on his face.

Not long ago, when he was picking up a precious medicine in the treasury of the clan, he got a strange thing, and got a chance that can be called shocking!
The chance is that suddenly, his cultivation speed has doubled.

With the passage of time, this increase doubled, and it was still skyrocketing.

So much so that in just a few days, he clearly sensed that his Dharma appearance had reached a new limit.

"If things go on like this, as long as I stick to it, I will be able to completely complete the level of non-self. Maybe... maybe with this opportunity, I can break through the rumored three senses!"

He dreamed happily.

It's just that what he didn't notice was the reflection in the clear stream in front of him.

Yinbenchu's eyes were reddish, and there was a sarcoma the size of a watermelon on his neck.

Very weird.

At this time, in the purple bamboo forest in the courtyard.

The underworld crow in a black feather cloak looked away, panting slightly.

He looked at the continuous buildings behind him, and his eyes fell on the blue sky above.

"The inheritance is a bit strange in the land beyond Hua, but it has too many limitations. Can the world that bred such an inheritance really help us fight against that side?"

A rare look of disappointment appeared on Ming Crow's face,

But in less than a moment, the emotion disappeared.

"Everything went well, but it's a pity that the old monk of Landa Temple is not smart enough, it seems that he can only forcibly activate the ancient tree of flesh and blood, and combine it with the thousand-feather tree."

He shook his head, and his figure slowly disappeared.

Ten Thousand Bone Forest has the largest ancient flesh and blood tree.

With truth in it, the chances of a full stretch are slim.

Fortunately, he has a backup plan.

(End of this chapter)