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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty

Another hole?

Lin Fenghan looked at the dark cave. When he arrived here, Hanyu and Hanyan were already much thinner, and even the temperature began to rise. He hesitated for a moment and immediately entered the cave.

Shortly after entering this cave, Lin Fenghan and Mu Xitong heard the exclamation from the Nine Nether Demon Lord Zhao Lie.

Lin Fenghan almost without hesitation held Han Xingjie with his left hand and held the Qingzhi whip in his right hand. Mu Xitong's cheeks were serious, and the Taixu Divine Sword had already been used, and the sword blade sucked and spitted purple light.

In an instant, the Nine Nether Demon Lord Zhao Lie coughed awkwardly and said, "Don't be nervous, I just found another remains."

remains?

Lin Fenghan used his soul to check the past, found the edge of the cave in the dark cave, and sat and transformed into a skeleton.

It is more of a skull than a skeleton.

The skull is as white as jade, and the whole body emits a faint mysterious light.

After identifying this bone, Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, said in a deep voice: "This person was a late-stage cultivator of the pseudo-immortal realm before his lifetime!"

Lin Fenghan was shocked and asked, "Why did you say this?"

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, replied: "A cultivator in the late stage of the pseudo-immortal realm, will transform all his bones into jade. When it is spread all over his body, the great way will be formed. After passing the heavenly tribulation, he will be able to ascend to the immortal world."

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, pointed out: "Look at this person, although there is only one skull left, this bone is like jade, which is obviously a sign that has reached the late stage of the pseudo-immortal realm. Unfortunately, this person should have entered this realm for not long, and his bones have become jade-like, and he has only completed a skull."

The late-stage monks in the pseudo-immortal realm were also buried here. Lin Fenghan gasped and whispered: "Aren't he talking about the pseudo-immortal realm monks, even if they fall, their corpses will be immortal?"

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, replied lightly: "Who in this world can achieve eternal life through ancient times? Although the pseudo-immortal cultivator has great magical powers, he still cannot be immortal. The monk you met before has only been dead for about a thousand years, and this one has been dead for at least tens of thousands of years!"

A late-stage monk from the pseudo-fairyland that was ten thousand years ago was definitely a famous powerful man during his lifetime.

"Hahahaha, I have been waiting for 15,000 years and finally arrived!!"

A strange sound suddenly floated out of the jade skull, accompanied by strange laughter, and the upper and lower teeth collided continuously. Two balls of phosphorus fire suddenly burned in the hollow dark sockets of the jade skull, staring at Lin Fenghan in front.

Lin Fenghan was shocked!

Mu Xitong was shocked!

Immediately, Lin Fenghan's consciousness blew.

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, shouted angrily and said, "Why don't you harm the evil person? I am a disciple, do you dare to take over the body?"

Lin Fenghan's consciousness gradually became blurred and he came to a mysterious world.

This world is full of hazy white lights, and countless golden spheres of different sizes are slowly floating in the air throughout the world. Under the golden spheres, there is an endless and peaceful lake.

With a loud bang, the world suddenly exploded, calming the lake, countless large and small water droplets jumped, and countless ripples were caused.

Lin Fenghan looked up and stared. In the sky, two phantoms of black and gold were fighting fiercely.

The strength of the soul consciousness erupted from the two phantoms was completely above Lin Fenghan. A random attack was probably not something Lin Fenghan could bear at present.

The two phantoms fought for several rounds, and both quickly separated to the sides. Only then did Lin Fenghan see clearly that the two phantoms were extraordinary men, showing a peerless style in both appearance and demeanor.

The man with silver hair and silver eyes had an anxious face and roared: "Who are you? Why are you staying in this kid's body? Damn, I have been suffering for 15,000 years, why is this result!"

"snort!"

After a heavy humming like thunder, another man with black hair and green eyes and a demonic spirit all over his body said coldly: "Dare you dare to attack my disciple's physical body? Wait until both body and spirit are destroyed!"

As the words fell, there was a thrilling fierce battle.

Lin Fenghan naturally heard about the matter of taking over the body, but this matter was too harmful to the harmony of the sky, which was a taboo in the way of heaven. A powerful monk in the late stage of the pseudo-immortal realm actually fostered his soul in the jade skull when he was dying. He waited hard for 15,000 years, and actually wanted to take away his body?

Lin Fenghan looked gloomy, but he couldn't get in at the moment. The world in front of him should be in his soul sea, and the dark golden balls were all condensed by his soul.

The man with silver eyes thought that relying on the power of the soul to seize Lin Fenghan's body, it should be a sure thing, but he never expected that there was a soul that was not weaker than his in this body, and he couldn't help but be extremely angry. A shocking battle between powerful souls in the late stage of the pseudo-immortal realm!

Zhao Lie waved his hand and a stormy underworld power squirmed around his body. He swept the silver-haired man in the sky and suppressed him overwhelmed.

The man with silver pupil had a serious expression. Facing the Nine Nether Demon Lord Zhao Lie's powerful attack, he pinned his hands and more than ten thunder arcs formed a large net, and waved his hand to greet him.

The void instantly intertwined with terrible bursts of explosions.

Two monstrous attacks entangled for a moment and dissipated invisibly.

After this attack, neither of them got any advantage from the Nine Nether Demon Lord Zhao Lie and the Yin Tong man. They were both souls in the late stage of the pseudo-immortal realm and had to deal with it carefully.

After the test, Zhao Lie, the body of the Nine Nether Demon Lord, shook, and immediately divided hundreds of incarnations. In the blink of an eye, countless dark green sharp swords were sacrificed at the same time, and the cold light flashed and burst out.

The man with silver-eyed eyes was even more difficult than he thought. Under the dense sword rain, the magic tricks were slightly knotted, and countless thunder flashed around his body. Arcs emerged, and hundreds of golden talismans, with their scales and numbers densely packed.

The talisman formed a strange talisman array, covering the dark green sharp sword transformed by the Nine Nether Demon Lord Zhao Lie, and strangled all the sharp swords in a moment.

The silver-eyed man's talisman formation counterattacked, and countless arcs flashed wildly. In an instant, they hit the incarnation transformed by Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, strangled most of them.

"snort!"

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, is temporarily at a disadvantage, but obviously doesn't care. After a cold snorting, he put away the remaining incarnation.

Instantly!

Countless thunderstorms rushed towards the body of the Nine Nether Demon Lord Zhao Lie.

Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord, roared, and the surging demon flames stirred up thousands of darkness, and the palms continued to spread out, covering a range of thousands of feet.

Zhao Lie's figure was hidden in the demon flames, unable to distinguish where it was located, causing the thunder to lose their targets and hit the surging demon flames one after another.

No matter how thunder thunder turbulently rolled the demon flame, it still could not break the demon flame at all. Instead, it was absorbed by the demon flame, and countless thunders completely turned into nothingness.

The formation of hundreds of talismans was still there, and the silver-haired man began to cast spells without changing his face, continuing to push the talisman formation, intending to break through the terrifying demon flames thousands of feet around Zhao Lie, the Nine Nether Demon Lord. However, Zhao Lie launched an attack before him.
Chapter completed!
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