Chapter 302: The old demon Yunling and the crisis

Chapter 302: The old demon Yunling and the crisis

The illusory figure flashed, and rushed out of the cold smoke pool in an instant.

Boom!

The terrifying cold air suddenly burst out from him. The water of the cold smoke pool was stirred for three hundred feet.

The torrent swept across the sky like a sharp blade.

It turned into endless black light and disappeared in the Lingyun Cave.

At this time, the body of the illusory figure suddenly became solid.

Not long after, it turned into a tall middle-aged man, quietly floating in the void.

Although the aura he exuded was comparable to that of Lin Fan and others, he was only in the early stage of Dan formation.

But his cold eyes made people tremble with fear.

"Back then, Lingyun Sect imprisoned me in the Hanyan Pool as bait in order to seal the master. Over the years, I have tried my best to break free, but I never had a chance."

"If it weren't for the human boy who took away the origin crystal bead in the Hanyan Pool not long ago, I'm afraid I would never have a chance to get out in my life."

"But now that I have come out again, I naturally have to rescue the master and explain what happened back then!"

The middle-aged man muttered for a while, turned into a black shadow and disappeared in an instant.

Lin Fan, who was running for his life at the moment, didn't know all this.

Since he escaped from the altar, he has not dared to show his figure.

At this moment, with the cover of a shadow, Lin Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The clear and bright eyes were secretly urged, and in a moment he found that Jinshan, Zhou Ming, the man surnamed Zhao, and a man with a mustache had caught up.

As for the Wanbaolou cultivators who acted with them, and even Cui'er, they were far behind at this moment.

"We are the only ones who are not cultivators from Wanbao Tower who rushed out. Isn't this right? Did we have dazzled eyes just now?"

"No, it might be a trick. Those guys from Wanbao Tower may have entered the altar."

"Damn it, if we rush over now, we may still have a chance to find an opportunity, otherwise it will be too late when we get there."

Jinshan and others saw that Cui'er and other cultivators from Wanbao Tower had not caught up, and they suddenly reacted, and they were even more annoyed at this moment.

Lin Fan stopped hiding when he saw this.

Immediately put away the shadow escape technique and appeared beside everyone.

"Fellow Taoists, did anyone see clearly what happened on the ancient altar just now? What is the origin of those black air?" Lin Fan asked puzzledly.

Jinshan and others saw this and smiled bitterly.

"Elder Lin, do you know the famous Thousand Illusion Magic Shadow Secret Art of the Demon Clan? This is a famous illusion, which is designed to make us hallucinate and feel fear!"

"Just now, we were also affected by the terrifying vision produced on the ancient altar and ignored the existence of the Thousand Illusion Magic Shadow Secret Art. Otherwise, we would not have missed such a great opportunity."

"That's right, let's not waste time here, just hurry over. If we go too late, those Tongtian Lingbao replicas will belong to others."

The man surnamed Zhao and others all looked anxious.

As they spoke, they could not wait to rush towards the direction of the ancient altar.

Only Lin Fan was still standing there.

"Yan'er, you just said that the ancient altar was a little strange. Now do you remember what was strange about it?" Lin Fan asked curiously.

Mu Yan looked embarrassed.

"Master, my memory is sealed. I just feel that the ancient altar brings me a strong sense of crisis. Yan'er can't tell me what it is." Mu Yan explained.

Lin Fan frowned immediately.

Cui'er said that there are many ancient treasures and imitations of Tongtian Lingbao in the Xumi mustard seed space where the ancient altar is located.

If he missed this great opportunity at this moment, it would definitely be more trouble than gain.

However, Lin Fan was not sure that the ancient altar was not dangerous.

"It's really a headache."

Lin Fan smiled bitterly, not knowing whether he should follow Jinshan and others into the ancient altar at this moment.

Just as he was hesitant, a terrifying demonic energy suddenly erupted again from the direction of the ancient altar.

Jinshan and others who had just rushed to the ancient altar rushed towards Lin Fan with a horrified look.

The man with a mustache and the man surnamed Zhao had been caught up by two demonic energies and kept swallowing them. This made the expressions of the two people become extremely hideous.

Because Jinshan and Zhou Ming were running fast, the demonic energy chasing them could not catch up, which saved their lives temporarily.

"Elder Lin, save me!"

Jinshan saw Lin Fan not far away and shouted at him.

Lin Fan did not hesitate.

With a flick of his finger, a ball of fire several feet in size directly brushed Jinshan's scalp and fell behind him.

The dark demonic energy, which was about a foot thick, was hit by Lin Fan's attack and stopped at a high speed.

Taking this opportunity, Jinshan desperately activated the secret technique of escaping and came to Lin Fan's side.

At this time, Zhou Ming finally got rid of the pursuit of the black energy and appeared beside Lin Fan.

But he didn't know that the man surnamed Zhao and the mustache had been involved in the dark demonic energy. Screaming and falling towards the direction of the altar.

That scene made Lin Fan, a cultivator who was used to life and death, feel numb.

"Elder Jinshan, you just..." Lin Fan asked curiously.

Just now, when he was still hesitating whether to go over, he saw Jinshan and others fleeing in a panic.

Thinking about it now, Lin Fan suddenly felt that Mu Yan was right.

"Elder Lin, you don't know that this ancient altar is indeed the entrance to the Sumeru Mustard Seed Map. However, the Sumeru Mustard Seed Map is not something that we, the early stage cultivators, can touch." Jinshan said this and burst into tears and laughter.

Lin Fan became more and more curious.

Without waiting for him to ask, Jinshan said with lingering fear: "Fellow Daoist Lin, have you heard of the name of the old demon Yunling?"

Lin Fan was stunned!

He was not a cultivator from the Wuya Sea.

Naturally, he didn't know anything about the old demon Yunling.

However, looking at Zhou Ming's expression, he seemed to be in awe of the old demon Yunling.

"Elder Lin, this old demon Yun Ling is the leader of Hua Qian Sect and the number one person below the God Transformation Stage in the Boundless Sea."

"Back then, his reputation was so great that it even far exceeded that of the Six Demons and the Three Saints."

"It is rumored that this person has the Sumeru Mustard Seed Map in his hand. If I am not mistaken, the Sumeru Mustard Seed Map in this ancient altar belongs to the old demon Yun Ling."

"And the old demon Yun Ling, in order to successfully break through to the God Transformation Stage, did not hesitate to collude with the ancient demon clan to seek the infusion of demonic energy and improve his physique."

"If this is true, we may bring endless disasters to the Boundless Sea if we open the altar this time."

Jin Shan said this, and the pressure increased.

Zhou Ming, who was standing aside, also said nothing, as if he was thinking about a countermeasure.

Only Lin Fan had a calm look, as if he didn't care about the current situation at all. But in his heart, he was silently recalling all the details of this action.

"The action of Wanbaolou was very secretive. Only when we came to Lingyun Cave did Cui'er tell us that they were here to find a replica of the Xumi Mustard Seed Diagram."

"But if that's the case, with the strength of Wanbaolou, why would they need to cover it up? There must be something shady going on!"

When Lin Fan thought of this and was about to continue thinking, a hideous sneer suddenly came from behind them.

"Haha, three fresh blood foods. If I eat you, maybe I will have a chance to reach the Nascent Soul stage."