Chapter 116 Destroyed
, things went surprisingly well.
Killing Soul Thirteen helped Lin Qinglong open a door to the Yuan underworld in the domain space. Without saying a word, Lin Qinglong passed through the door and went to the Yuan underworld.
Although he is heroic and decisive on the surface, in fact, Lin Qinglong secretly thought about where did the magic power of Killing Soul Thirteen to open up the Yuan Underworld Gate come from?
On the outside, Killing Soul Thirteen just stretched out a finger and pointed away. The sound of breaking the sky was deafening, and a black door appeared in the air.
Above the black door, the black flame surged, and the huge tongue of fire kept jumping, with great momentum.
However, this magic move is really like the "black hole" of the Yasha King. The same illusion, the same ability.
Lin Qinglong guessed that during the last reincarnation, the killing soul thirteen must have used the skill of "pulling the tongue" to take the magic power of the "black hole" from the Yecha King. With a little improvement, the magic power of the "black hole" has become the "the art of opening the underworld".
But as for whether the Soul Killing Thirteen is to forcibly plunder the magic power of the Yecha King, or whether the Yecha King is willing to offer this magic power, it is not within the scope of Lin Qinglong's consideration.
But for Lin Qinglong, he will never do anything to the Yecha King with "pulling his tongue".
King Yecha has saved his life twice. Lin Qinglong is by no means an ungrateful person who crossed the river and demolish the bridge, but Lin Qinglong can't figure out one thing - since Soul Killing Thirteen is the last reincarnation of himself, his temperament should not be far from himself. It should not be a villain and a villain, and why does Soul Killing Thirteen treat the King Yecha. What about the skill of "puling out the tongue"?
The art of "pulinging the tongue" is very cruel. The last reincarnation of the Yecha King must have suffered a lot. How can Soul Killing Thirteen have the heart to do such a thing to his most loyal friends?
"Kill Soul Thirteen said that since Kill Soul Ten, other 'Lin Qinglong' have been killed by a guy named 'Demon Lord'. Maybe when Soul Killing Thirteen was on the verge of death, he was forced to use the 'tongue out' to get the 'black hole' of the Yecha King... Maybe the Yecha King was willing to give the magic power of the 'black hole' to protect his master, which may also be..."
Thinking of this, Lin Qinglong shook his head hard. Since he couldn't figure it out, he just didn't think about it anymore...
After flying through the Black Gate and coming to the Yuanming Realm, Lin Qinglong found himself in a huge planet, surrounded by a huge basin, filled with thick fog and covering people's eyes.
Lin Qinglong looked down at his hands, with a little helpless expression on his face: "If I die in the hands of 'Mr. Yun' or 'Demon Master', I will become the Killing Soul Fourteen. Ha ha, since I escaped from Qianwang City when I was young, I just wanted to survive in the cracks all the way. I just want to live, but in the end, it backfires. There have been thirteen reincarnations. For each reincarnation, my end is to die in the hands of others. Will there be an exception this time..."
He smiled self-deprecatingly and couldn't take his eyes off his palm. Although he was full of confidence in front of Soul Killing Thirteen that he would definitely kill "Yun Gongzi", even he couldn't believe that he could really deal with a Daluo Jinxian comparable to an ancient immortal.
The bitterness at the corners of the mouth is becoming more and more obvious.
Suddenly, the dead air came out of the palm of my hand, and countless black thunder and lightning burst out in the palm of my hand, and the world changed color in an instant!
The dense dead gas condenses into thunder and lightning, and countless black thunder and lightning condenses into thunderballs. The small thunderball slowly floated around the palm of his hand, but Lin Qinglong knew in his heart that every small thunder and lightning was condensed by thousands of dead air. Once triggered, it was powerful enough to smash a mountain!
The black thunderball, the light reflected on Lin Qinglong's pupil, flashing quickly. He caused so many thunderballs that he planned to kill himself first. After death, smash the dream space, and the soul of Princess Xinyue can fly out.
"Is it put to death and then live? I don't know if I can win 'Prince Yun' and 'Demon Master'; I don't know whether I can survive or not, but at least I can live a normal life with Princess Xinyue. If I really die at the hands of others in the future, it's worth it. Lin Qinglong smiled bitterly: "Anyway, there will be Killing Soul Fifteen. 'Lin Qinglong' will never die."
Thinking of this, his right hand suddenly slapped hard on his right chest, which could destroy the thunderballs of ten peaks and hit his heart fiercely!
"Boom!"
Deadness rose to the sky, and Lin Qinglong's body was suddenly swallowed up in the dense dead air. A destructive force almost shook the whole underworld.
In the endless death, Lin Qinglong's flesh dissipated almost in an instant, and there was not even a trace of flesh and bones left! For Lin Qinglong, who has a "golden body", "silver body" and "dragon scale armor", he knows that only when the dead air with the devouring ability breaks out can he destroy his body in an instant.
For a tough guy like Lin Qinglong, it is not very easy to cut himself. You have to be ruthless and work hard.
In the dead air, Lin Qinglong's body suddenly disappeared.
Next, the dead gas turned into a huge black tornado, which suddenly swept Lin Qinglong's soul into it. Lin Qinglong's soul, who was involved in the black tornado, had no ability to struggle at all. He only felt that there was an instinctive force, dragging his soul to a place!
"Uh..."
Just when he destroyed his body, Lin Qinglong was quick and hateful. He didn't feel any pain, and his body had disappeared.
But after the black tornado rolled up Lin Qinglong's soul, he felt that his soul was pulled violently in the fierce tornado, which was very uncomfortable. He almost dispersed his soul. He couldn't help moaning in pain.
Fortunately, the tornado did not pull the soul for a long time. It didn't take long for the tornado to send Lin Qinglong's soul into the dream space surrounded by white fog. Here, thousands of yellow crystals are still spinning rapidly all over the sky. The green mountains and green water in the distance are like a fairyland. Such beautiful scenery is really a dream space. Only in dreams can there be such a magical place.
"After losing the body, the soul will enter the dream space..." Lin Qinglong thought quickly. He remembered that the last time he was left by Shan Zhilin, his body had also lost once. At that time, after his soul woke up, he returned to the dream space.
He muttered, "Now, my body has been destroyed. If this dream space is destroyed again, it should be able to take Princess Xinyue out.
When he was thinking, a pair of white jade-like hands put their arms around his waist, and the fragrance was as fragrant as if there was no orchid. A beautiful woman gently pressed his back and hugged his waist.
Princess Xinyue!
Lin Qinglong turned around with a smile and saw that the woman behind him was dreamy and delicate. Gorgeous, at first sight, suddenly forget the vulgarity!
Although it is extremely thin, it is also amazingly beautiful!
It's just that at this moment, Princess Xinyue's eyes are full of tears, showing a little heartache. She looked at Lin Qinglong with tears in her eyes, shook her head slowly, and Xianglan exhaled: "Don't..."