In the demonic flames, the heavenly spirit above Wang Lin's head immediately raised thick black smoke. The smoke condensed on Wang Lin's head and turned into a demonic figure with one horn. The object was completely black. He screamed again.
Its sound has endless penetration, like a sharp awl, penetrating into the heaven and earth.
Dispel the demon!
Wang Lin is preparing to refine it into the second soul! After hundreds of years of refining this thing, it has only deepened the imprint of manipulation, but cannot be truly refined.
??????????????????????????????? After having the mark of control, the object's consciousness fell into a deep sleep, and its strength was greatly reduced. Otherwise, if the object completely awakened, it would be extremely difficult for Wang Lin to control it.
At the moment when the demon appeared, the ancestor of the Huan family turned pale and bloodless for the first time. He took a few steps back and stared blankly at the demonic figure. For a long time, bitterness appeared on his face.
"It turns out that this is his unique skill!"
Huan Fengshen took a breath, feeling grateful for the choice he had just made. The same was true for all the direct descendants of the Huan family behind him.
Qian Kuizi of Qianjia's heart was beating wildly. The San Demon was too strong. With his cultivation level, he actually felt a trembling feeling when he saw the San Demon.
"It's too scary. What kind of demon is this! As expected of a person from the Thunder Immortal Palace, this magical power is a bit too much. Thunder beasts, puppets, regular sword styles, and this demon! This person must He is an extremely important person in Lei Xian Palace, otherwise, how could it be like this!"
The old man of the Xu family was moved for the first time, and there was even a hint of excitement in his consciousness as he looked at the figure of the demon in the distance.
"Sanmo! The ancient demon sits down and the Sanmo!!"
The scattered demon appeared in an illusion, and laughed arrogantly. It rushed from Wang Lin's head and turned into a huge figure in mid-air. It didn't even look at the phantom of the stopped immortal, but lowered its head. His fierce eyes were fixed on Wang Lin.
"Little monk, this demon has fulfilled its agreement with you and will help you in this battle! But if you use the brand to prevent this demon from leaving after you are done, this demon will fight for your soul and kill you!"
Wang Lin looked calm and said: "This battle is over, I will let you go free!"
"Okay!" Sanmo laughed, and with a sway, he turned into thick fog and instantly enveloped Wang Lin. The demonic energy was divided into seven channels and penetrated into Wang Lin's seven orifices.
In an instant, a strong demonic aura emitted from Wang Lin's body. At the same time, he slapped his storage bag, and the demonic armor immediately flew up and wrapped around his body, forming that ferocious full-body armor.
During this process, Wang Lin's face showed a look of pain, but his eyes were even colder, with black smoke flowing in them.
This was the reason why Wang Lin came here alone, and it was also his original crazy idea. If he wanted to kill Liu Mei, who was protected by the ancestor of the Huan family, it was simply impossible for Wang Lin, even with the Immortal Guard puppet. , it doesn¡¯t work either.
The Huan family has been passed down for countless years, so there must be something special about it. Wang Lin naturally knows this.
Therefore, he gave up on the scattered demon that could never be refined, but instead awakened it and let it fight at the cost of freedom!
Although San Mo is strong, the brand in his body is the brand of Wang Lin with the help of the ancient demon Bello. This brand is by no means simple. Bello's magical power is deeply imprinted in San Mo's demon soul.
Even with the strength of the demon, he could not break this mark in a short time. Although he was controlled by Wang Lin on weekdays, his strength could only be used to a limited extent, but it was different at this moment. Under Wang Lin's active summons, he could A complete awakening.
Due to the demonic nature of Sanmo, he would not be able to communicate with Wang Lin originally, but the imprint in his body is too strong, so that even if he wakes up and is not under control, he cannot completely leave Wang Lin's soul. Even if he leaves, Wang Lin Yuan will not be able to communicate with him. It still has its roots within God.
¡°This is what made him reach an agreement with Wang Lin for the sake of freedom.
It¡¯s not that he didn¡¯t think about occupying Wang Lin¡¯s body after he woke up, but with that mark on it, all of it was of no use. Now Wang Lin gave him a chance. As long as he agreed to the battle, he would be free. However, the seal was related to the ancient demon Bello. Unless Wang Lin reached a certain level of cultivation, he could not break it.
But Sanmo has other ideas. As long as Wang Lin gives him freedom, he will be sure to expel the magical power of the ancient demon Bello in a few hundred years. By then, he can truly be free and at ease!
The scattered demon merged into Wang Lin's Tianling. The demonic flames were ignited in Wang Lin's eyes, and he walked straight towards the phantom of the immortal without a trace.Anyone who uses any magical power will be hit directly with one punch.
Wang Lin's current state is between separation. His body is controlled by Sanmo, and all the fairy power in his body is instantly transformed into demonic energy. The Sanmo Demonic Soul is also integrated into it, completely turning into demonic energy.
This punch combines the power of dispersing demons and the power of magic armor, forming a black light, as if it has turned into a black dragon, roaring straight towards the immortal shadow.
The Immortal Shadow made a secret with his right hand and moved forward a little. Immediately, the majestic immortal power all around suddenly condensed, forming a whirlpool, whistling and rolling up the black dragon, and in an instant, it turned into nothingness together with it.
The phantom of the immortal retracted his fingers and stretched out his arms, each with a seal. At this moment, the entire Qianhuan Star suddenly trembled. Endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth, at this moment, crazily condensed from all directions of Qianhuan Star. A strange state, from spiritual power to immortal power in an instant!
This immortal power is so strong that it seems to have turned into substance. The right hand of the immortal shadow shrinks crazily. In the blink of an eye, there is a fault in the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the entire Qianhuan Star!
At this moment, Qian Huanxing no longer has any spiritual power!
All the spiritual power was converted into immortal power, and turned into a milky white mist ball in the palm of the immortal's shadow.
Wang Lin's eyes narrowed when he saw this method, but the Sanmo who controlled his body sneered: "The magic of transforming into immortals is just a branch of the ancient demon clan's magical power. How dare you do it in front of me?" Cast!¡±
Wang Lin's eyes were calm, but the demonic smoke was thicker. Under the control of Sanmo, he pointed his right hand to the sky and shouted: "Ancient Demon!"
These two words were uttered in the language of the ancient tribe. At this moment, Wang Lin's right hand turned into a claw, covered with magic flames, and actually came out from his body to form a giant claw that was several feet in size.
Wang Lin grabbed the void of the earth below and said in the language of the ancient tribe: "Draw the soul of the star!"
At this moment, Qian Huan Xing suddenly trembled, and a breath of vicissitudes slowly rose from the ground. San Mo's grasp suddenly pulled out Qian Huan Xing's star soul.
"You use all the spiritual power of the star, and I will use the star soul of this place. Let's see who is stronger!" San Mojie said with a smile, the magic flame was amazing.
His body was controlled by the loose demon, but Wang Lin had direct contact with it and had a profound understanding. The ancient demon's extraction of thousands of fantasy star souls gave him some enlightenment¡ª¡ª
This chapter is short of a thousand words. I really can¡¯t write it anymore. I exploded for three days in a row. I¡¯m really vomiting blood. Let me rest and explode again. I feel like my head is going to explode. From 8 o'clock in the morning until now, I have smoked two packs of cigarettes and taken no more than 20 steps. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com