When Ling Zhi opened his eyes, the experiences in the past seven years were like sealed in his body, and rushed into his mind.

This is the magic of the semi-ancestral realm. At this point, Ling Zhi's broken soul and powerful body are enough to leave such a simple image.

With the memories of these seven years, Ling Zhi also instantly understood what kind of place he had come to.

I only thought that he had seen the appearance of Wuya Sea at the real dragon, and compared it, he would naturally be familiar with it.

"I actually came here..." Ling Zhi did not get up in a hurry. He allowed his body to rise and fall with the waves. There was no power in his body for seven years. Although his soul simply healed itself, it was still seriously damaged.

It was really unexpected to come here. He had always been here intentionally, but he did not expect that he would come here in this way.

"Qinhuang, are you still here?" Ling Zhi said silently, using a small amount of soul power on an object in his dantian.

Nine Netherworld Eighteen Prisons.

He has long been imprinted by him. Although the Demon Saint's 400th soul power is also very powerful, it is absolutely impossible for him to rush out of the Nine Youth Prison and do anything to him.

However, these four percent of the soul power have been there for seven years, and even the soul power level of the Ancestral Saint is completely lost in the Nine Netherworld Eighteen Prisons.

Ling Zhi’s most urgent task now is that he was seriously damaged and could not withstand any blows.

In any unknown place, the soul is extremely important, and it is to save your life and the greatest guarantee for detecting danger in advance.

What he values ​​is the soul power of the Demon Saint.

Under the guidance of Ling Zhi, the spirit-devouring fire merged into the Jiuyou Eighteen Prison little by little, and gradually wrapped around the periphery of Jiuyou Eighteen Prison.

Ling Zhi gently inserted a small amount of soul power into the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons.

As expected, once his soul power passed, an uproar suddenly arose.

The soul power of the demon saint who was lost in it rushed towards him as if he had seen his father-killing enemy.

Ling Zhi was calm inside, but his spirit collapsed to the extreme.

If his current soul power is in vain, it will be directly destroyed by the soul power left by the Demon Saint. At that time, he will fall into a coma again.

The first seven years were considered good luck, and he did not encounter any dangers in this endless sea of ​​infinite physical fitness, but in such a place that is known to be able to swallow even the Ancestral Saint, he continued to fall into a coma without knowing the end, which was truly seeking death.

However, Ling Zhi had no choice. If it were not for the protection of Chaos Green Lotus, his soul would have dissipated.

Chaos Green Lotus protected him for seven years and gradually gathered his soul. Now there is the ancestor saint soul that is delivered to the door. Naturally, he has to erase the demon saint consciousness above and let the Chaos Green Lotus absorb it.

As long as the Chaos Green Lotus grows vigorously, there is no divine platform. With the protection of the Chaos Green Lotus, his soul can also have a foothold, and will not dissipate at any time and cannot withstand any strong fluctuations.

In the past seven years, the soul power of the Demon Saint actually rushed to the eighth prison of the Eighteenth Prison. It was not until the Ninth Prison that he lost his direction and did not continue to dive.

It can be seen that the soul power of the ancestor saint and the half-ancestral ancestor are the gap.

At this moment, these soul powers were like cats smelling fishy smells, rushing towards Lingzhi's soul power. With Lingzhi's soul power as a pull, they knew that there was a fixed direction to rush up.

Therefore, Ling Zhi cannot withdraw his soul power in advance.

With his current state, even at the top of the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons, it is quite difficult and he will be in a coma at any time.

This is a big gamble, a gamble without a way out.

What Ling Zhi fights is his willpower and he can persist until the last moment.

boom.

The soul power of the Demon Saint ran from below, and the white flame of the Spirit-Devouring Fire rolled outside the body of the Nine Nether Eighteen Prisons, and Ling Zhi's soul power was shaking.

Finally, Ling Zhi's willpower survived this period.

The soul power of the Demon Saint came to him.

It was also at this moment that he quickly withdrew his soul power, leaving only a trace of it as bait.

The soul power of the Demon Saint rushed all the way, swallowing the soul power left by Ling Zhi in one mouthful and dispersing.

At the same time, he completely rushed out of the Nine Nether Eighteen Prison.

A sense of soberness, a sense of ease that has been soaked in the water for countless years and suddenly surfaced, and it hits my face.

But before he could enjoy it, a white flame had already been caught in the soul power of the Demon Saint from all directions without any gaps.

After seven years of destruction, the soul power of the Demon Saint, who had been unconscious and unstable in spirit, was instantly surrounded by the spirit-eating fire.

Everything about the Demon Saint was erased in an instant and burned completely.

Ling Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face lying on the sea.

The spirit-devouring fire gradually dissipated and returned to his body.

Even if it is only 40%, the soul power of the Demon Saint is quite huge. After all, this is different from Xing Tian's dry soul power that has been sealed by the Nine Cauldrons for countless years and tortured for countless years. This is the soul power of the Demon Saint just stepped into the Ancestral Saint.

Four percent of pure soul power fell towards Ling Zhi's soul, to be precise, towards the Chaos Green Lotus.

Ling Zhi's soul opened his eyes and was a little looking forward.

The last time the Chaos Green Lotus received Xing Tian’s soul, he had paid back his support, which gave him many benefits.

This time, whether the soul's injury can be recovered as soon as possible is the best way at present, and it is also a point that concerns his life and death in the endless sea.

But just as he was full of expectations, the Chaos Green Lotus suddenly trembled. Not only did he not take the initiative to absorb the soul power of the Demon Saint, but he curled up all of a sudden and completely surrounded Ling Zhi's soul.

And from the soul of the Demon Saint, which seemed very pure, the voice of the Demon Saint suddenly came out, "I waited for seven years and waited for seven years, and finally made me feel my soul power. Although the connection is very weak, even if I destroy these 40% of the soul power, I will kill you. If it weren't for you, how could I become like this and become someone else's dog?"

The hideous voice of the Demon Saint came from this soul.

If the spirit-devouring fire is allowed to erase all the spiritual consciousness, the destruction of these four soul powers only means that the Demon Saint has completely lost these four soul powers.

But now, the Demon Saint has connected the soul of the body with him, and here is the endless sea, and he is absolutely unable to return.

In other words, no matter what the fate of Lingzhi will be, the body of the Demon Saint and the soul will definitely be severely damaged again!
Chapter completed!