Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 835 Daoist Ziyun

"Nine Tribulation Demon Body? What is Nine Tribulation Demon Body?"

Wu Yun was surprised. He only knew Bailing's Holy Spirit Body, but he had never heard of this Nine Tribulations Demon Body.

Good Fortune Zhongdao: "I don't have time to talk to you in detail now, you lift the quilt and take a look."

Wu Yun nodded, stepped forward and lifted Lin Zihan's quilt.

Immediately, his pupils shrank.

Although the clothes are separated, it can be clearly seen that in Lin Zihan's dantian, the black and purple rays of light are wavy, rippling layer by layer.

"It's the Demon Body of Nine Tribulations, it's really the Demon Body of Nine Tribulations. I didn't expect that in this mortal world like this wild continent, I could still encounter the transcendent physique of the Demon Body of Nine Tribulations."

The voice of the God of Fortune was very excited, but Wu Yun was not concerned about these at the moment.

Asked: "You tell me first, what should I do now?"

"How to do?"

The God of Fortune hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know either, if you told me before the demon body was released, I might still be able to do it. Now that it has been released, with my current ability, there is no way, only I can see her own creation."

"What's the meaning?"

Wu Yun asked.

"If she can survive it, she will be able to live, but if she can't survive it, she will die! Alas, tsk tsk tsk, if you can't survive it, it's a pity for such a good body."

God of Fortune said with a pity.

"Huh? Death?"

Wu Yun's heart throbbed suddenly, and he asked, "Is there any other way, any way? As long as it can save her."

After listening to the introduction of the God of Fortune Clock, Wu Yun felt a lot of guilt at the moment.

A few hours ago, Lin Zihan said there was a dull pain in his dantian, but Wu Yun didn't take it seriously.

My heart was full of remorse. If I had eaten more snacks at that time, I would have paid more attention and told Lin Zihan's problem to the old bastard, the God of Fortune.

Maybe, Lin Zihan won't be like this.

"Come on, is there any other way? Didn't you say that you existed from the ancient times? Didn't you say that you knew everything from the past to the present? Why can't you even solve this problem now, what do I want you to do? "

Wu Yun gritted his teeth and blamed himself in his heart. Seeing that the god of creation was slow to speak, he roared.

He never found out that he actually cared so much about Lin Zihan.

I didn't care about it until now, when something really happened to her, Wu Yun realized that he really cared about her so much.

There's no time to tell if it's a man-woman relationship or a brother-sister relationship.

Wu Yun only knew that if Lin Zihan really died like this, he would probably feel guilty and blame himself for the rest of his life.

"You're in a hurry, aren't I thinking? Shut up for me."

The God of Creation scolded.

Wu Yun was full of anxiety, looking at the painful color on Lin Zihan's beautiful little face, his heart throbbed.

He leaned close to her ear and shouted in a low voice, but he didn't dare to touch it.

The black-purple aura was too terrifying, and even he couldn't bear the power of the shock.

And when Wu Yun was extremely anxious.

At this moment, at the foot of the Tianlong Mountains, a hundred miles away.

An old man in purple clothes, leaning on a cane, seemed to be staggering, but every step of his, seemed to be accompanied by a faint sound of thunder.

He seemed to be walking forward aimlessly.

But just now, he suddenly turned his head to look at the Tianlong Mountains, where Tianlong Academy is located.

In those turbid eyes, two terrifying rays of light suddenly burst out.

Those eyes were no longer cloudy, they became incomparably clear and hot.

It was as if he had seen something incredible.

Even his body began to shake.

It's not fear, it's excitement, it's surprise.

After a while, an old voice came out of his mouth.

"That is, that is, the Nine Tribulations Demon Body? That is, Tianlong Academy?"

As soon as the voice fell, an afterimage flashed by.

Looking again, there is still the figure of the old man in purple.

Tianlong Academy, where Wu Yun lives.

Wu Yun asked anxiously, "Old bastard, have you come up with a solution?"

Good Fortune Zhongdao: "I'm thinking, sigh, there are actually many ways to ease this girl's pain at the moment, but with your cultivation level, there is no method that can be applied, I..."

At this moment, the sound of the god of creation stopped abruptly, and said: "Huh? Someone is coming, and the person who comes is very strong. This girl may be saved. I will hide first, and don't let others find me."

"People? Who?"

Wu Yun was puzzled and immediately became alert, but he did not sense any sign of anyone approaching.

I want to ask the God of Fortune again, but the God of Fortune seems to have disappeared, without making any sound and breath.

Just when Wu Yun was surprised, he suddenly felt a wave of spiritual energy beside him.

Looking up, he saw an old man in purple clothes appearing in front of him.

And the old man in purple didn't even look at him, his eyes were staring at Lin Zihan on the bed.

"who?"

Wu Yun scolded, and then took a few steps forward, blocking the purple clothed old man.

Although he knew that being able to enter his room so silently like a ghost was enough to prove that the old man in purple was definitely the top powerhouse.

Even stronger than anyone he had ever seen before.

But no matter what, we must not retreat until the enemy and we are not divided.

Seeing Wu Yun standing in front of him, the old man in purple finally moved his eyes and stared at Wu Yun.

Said: "Who are you?"

"She's my sister, what do you want to do?"

Wu Yun said.

The old man in purple pondered for a moment, and said, "If you don't want your sister to die, just let it go."

Wu Yun was taken aback, "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he didn't see any unnecessary movements from the old man in purple.

Wu Yun actually seemed to feel that his body was bound by something, and moved to the side involuntarily.

Immediately, the purple-clothed old man tapped Lin Zihan's crutch a few times.

After a while, Lin Zihan didn't really feel any more pain.

The pale little face gradually regained its blood.

The expression of pain is gone.

At the dantian, the purple-black light gradually disappeared.

"Thank you so much, senior, just now the kid was abrupt, so don't be surprised, senior."

Wu Yun knew that this person was not malicious, so he quickly apologized.

But the old man in purple clothes ignored him, still staring at Lin Zihan with burning eyes.

He murmured in his mouth: "The Nine Tribulations Demon Body, the Nine Tribulations Demon Body, haha, this is the first time this old man has come across it for thousands of years, so it's not a legend, in this world, there really is a transcendent constitution like the Nine Tribulation Demon Body ."

"Thank you senior, is my sister okay? Dare to ask the senior's name?"

Seeing that the purple clothed old man did not answer, Wu Yun asked again tentatively.

The purple-clothed old man stared at Lin Zihan for a while, then cast a glance at Wu Yun.

Said: "Don't worry, I have suppressed the demon body's backlash for her. As for who is the poor Daoist, the world calls me Ziyun Daoist!"

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