353 Enter the depths of the island

"The source of demons, the origin of all demons in the heavens and worlds, all the magical power can be sublimated here, making the magic more pure..." The dream-like old voice seemed to be talking to himself and explaining something to Lin Fan and his party. The voice was full of melancholy, and Lin Fan and Jiang Tai were heard. Shocked. According to this sound, the source of all demons gathers the original magic spirit of the heavens and all worlds, which is the purest. Between heaven and earth, no matter what kind of magic power it is, can be purified or demonized here to transform it in the purest direction. If it can transform completely, the magic spirit will get a qualitative change, and it is not too much to call it the main demon of that field. For example, if the spirit of the true demon cultivated by Lin Fan can be sublimated from this source of demons, it can be called a well-deserved lord of true demons!

Hearing these situations, Lin Fan and Jiang Tai looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. Lin Fan's heart was shocked and worried. He felt that this source of all demons could be said to be a bonus specifically for magic! However, Lin Fan did not have a fever because of this. If you are willing to give up, you must give up. Since the source of ten thousand demons has such a mysterious power, its reaction must be very domineering. I'm afraid this reaction will have a significant impact on the recipient! In particular, what the old voice began to say was clearly that the source of all demons "bundled" this mysterious race here. But at this moment, even though Lin Fan and Jiang Tai had thousands of questions in their hearts, they still didn't make a sound, but just listened quietly. The strange sound of the flute before made them wary of everything. At this moment, approaching the so-called source of demons, they naturally dare not take it lightly. At the same time, they also want to continue to listen to this dark person tell some ancient secrets. For a moment, the two did not speak, and even the three-legged Jinwu and the Blood Weeping Sword Spirit calmed down at this time, but the light of vigilance in their eyes was even more than that of Lin Fan and Jiang Tai.

However, the old voice seemed to have really fallen into a dream since then. What they said became more and more chaotic and did not become a system at all. Lin Fan and the two heard it in the clouds and could not get any useful information at all.

"Wow!"

Just as Lin Fan and Jiang Tai frowned, the roar of the demon spirit suddenly came again in front of them. In this roar, there was great pain, as if all the pain in the world had been carried by the demon spirit, and it was better as if a starry sky fell on it. Even if they just listened, Lin Fan I still feel a chill in my body. Lin Fan's heart surged with concern that this demon spirit was the first demon he condensed and had great potential. He didn't want it to be destroyed here, but the source of ten thousand demons was like a big knife hanging above his head, which made him dare not dare to take it lightly.

"The spirit of the real devil... I actually felt the spirit of the real devil again..." Suddenly, Lin Fan's expression moved and suddenly caught the old voice that was already chaotic, but the content of the words surprised him. The existence in this dark place actually knew the real demon's spirit! In terms of the spirit of the real demon, the real demon emperor is undoubtedly the most authoritative existence, and he has indeed entered this desperate world. For a moment, an idea flashed in Lin Fan's heart: "Has the real demon emperor also been here?" At this time, Lin Fan only felt the shadow in front of him. He only felt a flower in front of him. When he recovered, he had found that not far from the magic ancient chariot, an old man with a fog all over was staring at here quietly. The man's whole body is wrapped in thick fog, or he is a humanoid fog and can't see his face at all, but the void standing not far from him gives people an extremely old feeling, as if it has crossed the ages. That kind of old age is completely from the soul. Seeing the human-shaped fog, Lin Fan and Jiang Tai both felt that their hearts were sinking, as powerful as them, and they did not feel the specific direction of the old voice before. At this time, his sudden appearance was even without warning. At this moment, they looked at the human-shaped fog, and even had an absurd feeling. This human figure The fog has always existed there and has never left! They knew it was an absurd idea, but they couldn't help thinking so. And this has shown the horror of the existence in front of us.

Lin Fan and Jiang Tai, as well as the three-legged black blood crying sword spirit two mythical beasts, all looked at the human-shaped fog without blinking. They did not move, and the alert in their hearts had already reached the peak. However, the human-shaped fog opposite seemed not to see them, but just stood there fixedly. Two faint lights shot out and stared straight at the magic ancient chariot, as if it wanted to see through.

"The spirit of the real devil... The spirit of the real devil... Yes, this is the breath! Is he back again? Is he really back?" After a long time, in the feeling of Lin Fan and his party, it seemed that it had been as long as a century. Even the cold sweat on their bodies had dried several times. It was not until this time that the old voice came out of the humanoid fog again. The voice trembled and seemed to be extremely excited. Then, Lin Fan and Jiang Tai were horrified. In his eyes, the human-shaped fog floated towards the ancient chariot. For a moment, Lin Fan's heart rose to his throat. His palm turned over, and the blood-breeping sword was already held in his hand. At the same time, Jiang Tai's hand also appeared a huge axe in his hand, which seemed to be small but with great power, and the three-legged golden black The two mythical beasts with Blood Weeping Sword Spirit were dazzling all over their bodies, staring at the human-shaped fog with full alert.

"True demon spirit... This is his breath! This is his breath! Is he really back? Are you really back?" As he approached the magic ancient chariot, the human-shaped fog became slower and slower, but it was not because the blue light emitted by the magic lamp blocked him. Instead, it was more like he slowed down. As he approached, his dream-like self-talk became more and more rapid. Even Lin Fan could already hear his rapid breathing. . At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly felt that the speed of this humanoid fog slowed down, as if the "homecoming is more timid" as said by mortals.

"What's going on?" At this moment, a strong doubt hit Lin Fan's heart, but he did not relax his vigilance and still stared at the human-shaped fog without blinking. And the human-shaped fog finally stopped when it was still more than three feet away from the ancient chariot called the demon. Two faint lights emitted, as if they were carefully looking at the ancient chariot called the demon. At the same time, an excited voice came out endlessly: "Yes! That's the breath! That's the breath! After waiting for a reincarnation and endless years, did he finally come back? Speaking of this, the humanoid fog suddenly began to tremble violently and looked extremely excited. At the same time, the old voice suddenly sounded: "Emperor, are you really back? Is it really you? My people have been waiting for you for endless years! Emperor, is it really you? This suddenly high voice, in addition to excitement, showed endless sadness and endless desire. Even if Lin Fan and the two were still wary, they still had a sympathy for him.

"Huh? No..." Suddenly, at this time, the human-shaped fog seemed to wake up, with a soft sound, and then it seemed to feel carefully and motionless. After a few breaths, he muttered again, "Yes... This is not the emperor, it's just a magic weapon he once used... It's not him... It's not him... The old voice became lower and lower. Later, a strong sense of despair emanated from the human-shaped fog, and the field was suddenly filled with despair. Then, the human-shaped fog seemed to have no more nostalgia for this place, and gradually became weak and disappeared.

"Does the emperor mentioned by the predecessors refer to the real demon emperor?" Seeing that the human-shaped fog was about to dissipate, although Lin Fan felt a little adventurous, he still asked. His voice was low. As he spoke, the blood-crying sword in his hand was held three points tighter. He has already felt it. The humanoid fog in front of him seems that he can only feel all kinds of breaths, but he can't see external people and things. Previously, they restrained their breath. This humanoid fog obviously did not find them. At this moment, he ventured to open his mouth and could imagine how much pressure he had suffered. However, Lin Fan felt that if he didn't ask at this time, he would really be trapped here. Therefore, when he spoke, he dispersed his restrained breath. Open, the real demon's spirit suddenly rolled around like a vast river.

Just as Lin Fan's words and his breath was released, the humanoid fog that had already seemed extremely faint suddenly stopped, and then quickly condensed. Then, in an instant, a shocking murderous murderous intention broke out from the humanoid fog! With such a murderous intention, he suddenly rushed out of the human-shaped fog, turned into a substantial sword, and went straight to the nine heavens, and even broke a huge crack in the whole dark and desperate sky!

"Who are you? How can you know the name of the real demon emperor? Soon, the old voice sounded again, but it was completely without the previous sadness. Instead, it was a fierce coldness, which contained an indelible murderous intention. At this moment, Lin Fan felt that his whole body was like thousands of magic needles, and the bitter cold and severe pain invaded the brain at the same time. However, he resisted not to make a sound, but tried to answer in a calm voice and asked, "If I say that I have been inherited by the real demon emperor, do you believe it or not?"

Hearing Lin Fan's words, the humanoid fog suddenly fell into a long silence, as if thinking about whether there was a little true or falsehood in Lin Fan's words, but the murderous intention surrounding Lin Fan was never stopped, and he fell into a long silence in the field. The atmosphere of silence is depressing, and the ubiquitous sense of despair is even stronger at this moment. Even the protective shield formed by the blue light emitted by the magic lamp cannot be completely isolated. Although Lin Fan felt extremely uncomfortable about all this, he still remained indifferent and quietly looked at the human-shaped fog. At this time, he was almost sure that the real demon emperor must have come here, and it seemed to have an unimaginable effect on this mysterious race and almost became their god.

"I...xin..." After a long time, the old voice came again in the humanoid fog. Although there are only two words, it has lasted for dozens of breaths. Obviously, when saying these two words, the humanoid fog is also extremely struggling. After saying the word "I believe", the horrible and fierce murderous atmosphere that haunted Lin Fan finally slowly took it back. At this point, Lin Fan took a long breath. Just now, he really had a feeling of closing the ghost gate.

"Seniors may still have doubts about me, but I think you should be more familiar with the breath of the demon in front of the source of all evil..." Lin Fan naturally knew that this humanoid fog would not be so credulous to him, so he opened his mouth in a low voice. At the same time, the roar of the demon spirit also sounded again, which contained Great pain, and at the same time, the whole void seemed to become darker in an instant, and the rolling magic emanated from the front. As soon as he came into contact with this powerful demonic spirit, the humanoid fog that had calmed down suddenly trembled excitedly again.

"It's the emperor! It's really the emperor! I, my family, will never forget this breath!" The dream-like voice sounded vaguely, and then the human-shaped fog suddenly rushed towards the magic ancient chariot. In Lin Fan's frustrated eyes, he suddenly broke through the obstruction of the blue light shield and landed on the magic ancient chariot, suspended in front of Lin Fan out of thin air, and his eyes seemed to be in a faint cold light, as if Looking at Lin Fan, he didn't seem to see anything.

"I think my people are happy to see you..." Lin Fan was stared at by those deep eyes, and when he felt that he couldn't stand it, his slow and old voice sounded again. Hearing this sentence, Lin Fan suddenly shivered all over and asked in a voice: " Your people? Are those people who play the flute? At this moment, Lin Fan became nervous again. The demon spirit moved forward all the way, but killed a lot of pipers!

"No..." But soon, the human-shaped fog dispelled his concerns. Just as Lin Fan breathed a secret sigh of relief, the old voice sounded again, but this time the voice seemed extremely ethereal. Although it was close to his ear, it seemed to be far away in the sky. "Those pipers are soulless..." < /P>

"The lost soul?" Hearing this strange name, Lin Fan frowned and repeated doubtfully. Obviously, he was eager to know everything about it, but the human-shaped fog did not seem to feel Lin Fan's doubts, and his voice turned indifferently, "Let's go and see my people. They are looking forward to the real demon emperor. Jun has been too long, and it's time to give them some hope..." As he spoke, he floated out of the magic ancient chariot and drifted forward.

Although his heart was full of endless doubts, Lin Fan also knew that he had no choice at this time. At this time, he drove the ancient chariot to follow the human-shaped fog. At this time, the roar of the demon has become more and more tragic, and the pain in it, even if you just listen, makes people feel cold.

"Senior, will the demon be all right? What is the source of all demons? There was silence on the way forward, but Lin Fan couldn't let go of his worries about the demons. He opened his mouth several times and finally asked.

"About the source of demons, I will naturally tell you later. As for the demon, let's see how it was created, but since it came from the emperor, it should not be an old man, and it should even get a great opportunity. Of course, if it is destroyed, it only shows that it is too weak to afford such a blessing..." The old voice came out in the past, with a little memory. After saying these words, he paused for a moment and continued word by word, "Or, Moze..." After saying this, he completely shut up and did not say a word again, but drifted forward.

Although there are endless doubts in his heart, Lin Fan also knows at this time that it is more difficult to get any information from this human-shaped fog than to ascend to the sky. Therefore, he can only pray secretly in his heart, hoping that the demon can successfully pass this disaster.

All the way forward, the road is getting darker and darker, and the meaning of despair is becoming more and more obvious. Although the leisurely flute still rings from time to time, it is not as dense as before, and the human-shaped fog seems to have strange magic. Wherever it passes, whether it is black trees or black and hard stones, However, all of them scattered independently to both sides and separated a road that did not know where to go. Along the way, although Lin Fan tried his best to remember the road he had taken, he finally had to give up, because it was like a super-large array, which blocked all the exploration of divine consciousness. As he went deeper, the scenery around him changed all the time. For example, Lin Fan clearly felt it before. There was a tree on the left, but after walking for a while, he suddenly found that there was a tree on the right that was exactly the same as before! This kind of thing is endless, and I can't remember it at all! In the end, he had no choice but to give up and follow the human-shaped fog to the depths of the island.

"The patriarch is back..." I don't know how far he has gone. Suddenly, several noisy voices came from the front. At the same time, several shadows rushed out from the front. When he saw the several shadows, Lin Fan finally breathed, although because it was too far away, he could not see them clearly. Face, but it has also been seen that these people have substantial bodies, not like this old antique that has obviously lived endless years, and they are just a mass of humanoid fog.