Chapter 791 The Clone of the Underworld Ancestor

Chapter 791 The Clone of the Underworld Ancestor

At this time, a ball of azure aura suddenly exploded behind Xiao Lin, directly surrounding the black magic thunder.

Seeing this, Tian Jue Yao Fei suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and with a thought, she was about to detonate the Tian Dang Demonic Thunder.

But then the azure aura suddenly exploded, and the next moment, Tianjue Demon Concubine sensed that her magic thunder had left an extremely far distance.

"The secret technique of teleportation?" Tianjue Demon Concubine thought of the azure wings flashing out from Xiao Lin's back, and her heart suddenly dawned.

A faint golden light appeared on Xiao Lin's body, and his face, neck and arms were instantly covered with a layer of fine golden scales. Xiao Lin punched Tian Jue Demon Concubine's chest and abdomen with a punch.

At such a close distance, Tianjue Demon Concubine didn't even have time to use her magic weapon to resist.

In desperation, Tianjue Demon Concubine could only activate Senluo Yang Ling to emit a white spiritual light to protect herself.

Xiao Lin had an arrow on the string at this moment. Without any hesitation, he punched out and penetrated the white aura. The moment it penetrated the white aura, Xiao Lin suddenly felt a scorching heat.

But the scorching heat was not unbearable, and it also made Xiao Lin feel relieved.

But when this scene fell into Tianjue Demon Concubine's eyes, she was shocked. Although the white spiritual light emitted by Senluo Yangling could not feel the burning heat, it could easily burn the natal magic weapon of the Yuan Ying stage monks.

However, the scales emerging from the body of the person in front of her were able to withstand the spiritual light emitted by Senluo Yangling, which really frightened Tianjue Demon Concubine.

"Is this person practicing some kind of demon body refining technique?" Looking at the golden scales on Xiao Lin's arm, Tianjue Demon Concubine only had time to think about this sentence before she watched Xiao Lin's fist shatter. Her body-protecting spiritual light fell on her chest and abdomen.

A sharp pain came from the sea of ​​​​consciousness. At the same time, she felt like a deflated rubber ball, and her magic power could not be driven. At the same time, the sea of ​​​​consciousness was spinning.

Xiao Lin's punch directly shattered Tian Jue Demon Concubine's Dantian. At the same time, Xiao Lin opened his mouth and a beam of purple lightning shot directly into Tian Jue Demon Concubine's sea of ​​consciousness. It destroyed her body and strangled her Nascent Soul.

Tianjue Demon Concubine did not have a substitute talisman like Tianmo Concubine. Under Xiao Lin's thunderous attack, she was strangled by Xiao Lin without any ability to fight back.

Suddenly, a jade-colored token shining with white light floated above the head of Tianjue Demon Concubine.

Xiao Lin waved from a distance, and the token flew towards him in the air and fell into his palm.

With a slight sway, it suddenly fell into his palm. At the same time, Xiao Lin felt some information pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xiao Lin knew that this information was the formula that drove Senluo Yangling, but he did not have time to comprehend it at the moment. Instead, with a flash of inspiration, he had already arrived in front of the Five Yuan Purple Barrier.

The small halberd was emitting a ball of blood light, rushing left and right, but was blocked by the light curtain formed by the sword light of the twenty-four Qingluan Ice Swords, and was unable to break through the purple sky barrier in a short period of time.

Therefore, there is no other way but to keep attacking the purple sky barrier.

Xiao Lin's figure suddenly appeared several feet away from Xiaoji, and the purple sky barrier shrank to about ten feet in size in an instant, further compressing the space of Xiaoji.

Just when Xiao Lin was about to use the purple sky barrier to consume the spiritual power on the small halberd, a bloody light suddenly broke away from the small halberd. It ignored the purple sky barrier and shot straight towards Xiao Lin's eyebrows.

Due to the extremely short distance and the astonishing speed of the blood light, Xiao Lin almost didn't react at all before the blood light rushed into the center of his eyebrows.

A ball of bright white light suddenly emitted from the center of his eyebrows, and within the white light shone a ball of emerald green aura. Between the flashes of emerald green aura, the appearance of an emerald green ancient tree was vaguely visible.

When Xiao Lin's blood flashed into his eyebrows, he only had time to be surprised before his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

When Xiao Lin opened his eyes again, he found that he had indeed arrived in the spirit wood space, and in the corner of the spirit wood space, a group of blood light the size of a human head was gathering.

The blood light was trembling slightly. When he saw Xiao Lin waking up, he immediately made a high-pitched voice: "Where is this place? You, a humble low-level immortal cultivator, can actually avoid this Ming Ancestor's seizure of the body. How is that possible?" possible?"

After Xiao Lin heard this, he finally understood that the ancient spirit treasure halberd he was chasing before actually had a soul attached to it.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, this soul actually tried to seize him. If he didn't have the spiritual wood space, he might have been successfully seized at this moment. Thinking of this, Xiao Lin couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

However, there was no expression on Xiao Lin's face, he just looked at the blood indifferently.

"Ancestor of the Underworld? I am very surprised. Who are you? Why are you attached to that ancient spirit treasure?"

"Me? This Mingzu is... uh, why does this Mingzu tell you? You, a low-level immortal cultivator in the mortal world, are not qualified to know the identity of this Mingzu."

Xiao Lin wanted to trick him, but he didn't expect him to be so alert. However, Xiao Lin was not in a hurry and had no intention of answering Xue Guang's question. He just stared at Xue Guang coldly.

After a moment, the mass of blood suddenly let out a scream.

"Then...what is that? Why can it absorb the soul power of this Ming Ancestor? Quick, stop it."

Xiao Lin noticed that the sapling had grown to four feet. Several young leaves shook slightly, and the mass of blood suddenly let out a terrified scream.

"If you don't tell the truth, your soul power will be completely absorbed soon. Even if you want to say something, I won't bother to listen."

After hearing this, Xue Guang fell silent, as if he was thinking about whether what Xiao Lin said was true or not.

Xiao Lin was not in a hurry. Originally, when he heard Xue Guang claiming to be the ancestor of the underworld, he had guessed that he should be a person from the underworld, which really aroused Xiao Lin's interest. The underworld is rumored to be the place where people reincarnate after death. If he can get the secrets of the underworld from this person, then he might be the first person to know the secrets of the underworld.

Besides, Xiao Lin himself is also very curious about reincarnation. When he encounters such an opportunity, he naturally won't let it go.

"Ah"

After a while, another scream came, and Xue Guang made a horrified sound: "Hurry up and make it stop. This underworld ancestor is willing to tell you everything."

"Tell me first. If you satisfy my curiosity, it's not impossible to make it stop collecting your soul power." Xiao Lin said to Xue Guang.

In fact, Xiao Lin had no way to control the sapling in the spiritual wood space. The sapling was more like using his sea of ​​consciousness space as soil, and he was just parasitized. In Xiao Lin's opinion, the two should be in a symbiotic relationship.

After hearing this, Xue Guang no longer hesitated, but told his origins.

It turned out that he was not the real Saint Ancestor of the Netherworld, but only a soul clone of the Saint Ancestor. It was rumored that a war broke out in the Netherworld tens of millions of years ago, and several Nether Ancestors all joined the war.

It was at that time that Xiao Senluojing was cut down from Senluojing and fell into the endless void.

As the soul clone of the Saint Ancestor of the Netherworld, he did not dodge in time, but drifted into the endless void with Xiao Senluojing. In order to avoid being dispersed by the turbulent flow of the void, he had no choice but to hide in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pool, using the true Nether Qi inside to maintain his own consumption. Unexpectedly, tens of millions of years passed in a flash.

"You keep saying that you hid in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pond to avoid being dispersed by the turbulent flow of the void, then why haven't you heard of any cultivators being possessed before? Moreover, every ten thousand years, when the Lesser Senluo Realm opens, it has been rumored that the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pond will randomly spit out several treasures, and those who got the treasures finally left safely. Why didn't you take action at that time?" After listening to this, Xiao Lin immediately asked the question in his heart. Xue Guang heard this and said helplessly: "When Xiao Senluo Realm was killed, it immediately fell into the endless dark void. The dark void is full of cosmic storms and celestial magnetic energy. Even if a real immortal falls into the dark void, his body and soul will be torn apart after a long time." "Fortunately, this Mingzu is not dead. Although most of his soul power was dispersed and his soul was about to die, Xiao Senluo Realm actually fell into an interface. It was during this respite that this Mingzu hid in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pool in time." "With the help of the endless wronged souls in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pool, this Mingzu gradually recovered his soul power, but in the first millions of years, this Mingzu did not know whether the interface outside was a high-level interface similar to the Netherworld. Interface, if I encounter a Nether Ancestor-level Netherworld cultivator, I, the Nether Ancestor, who has just recovered a little, may be killed by the opponent's backhand. "

"After that, I gradually realized that the fallen Small Senluo Realm actually fell into a mortal interface, so this Nether Ancestor gradually began to use treasures to lure cultivators to come. Every time I release six treasures, two of which are attached with my soul, so as to devour the cultivator's Nascent Soul to replenish myself. "

Hearing this, Xiao Lin finally understood that the soul who called himself the Nether Ancestor should be the soul clone of the powerful Netherworld cultivator. It seems that every time the Small Senluo Realm is opened, there will be two people who are possessed by the soul attached to the treasure and devour the Nascent Soul and soul.

It's just that this soul is well hidden and has never been discovered. If I didn't have the Lingmu Space today, I'm afraid it would have died.

"Ah"

The blood light screamed again.

"Fellow Daoist, can you please stop the tree from swaying? Most of my soul power has been collected."

"But I don't know if you are the Netherworld Ancestor? You also spew out treasures every ten thousand years. I don't know how many treasures you have spewed out in the past ten million years. I am very curious, where do all these treasures come from?"

"My original body is called Qionghua Netherworld Ancestor. As for the origin of Qionghua Netherworld Ancestor, I don't have any impression of it in my memory. Obviously, Qionghua Netherworld Ancestor didn't pass on any related memories before he split himself. As for the treasure, it's very simple. There is a section of Huangquan under the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pond. It is said that Huangquan is the condensation of the rules of heaven and earth, and is not restricted by space and time. After the Xiaosenluo Realm was shattered, the small section of Huangquan flowing through the Xiaosenluo Realm was still not cut off at all."