Chapter 11 feng mo zun

In the bloody light, a strong suction instantly sucked Lin Zhen into the blood meteorite.

As soon as he entered the blood meteorite, Lin Zhen was suddenly confused by the boundless blood and magic, but then the purple Xiapei hanging on his neck emitted a clear force to protect Lin Zhenxin.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Zhen looked around in horror. There were actually pieces of flesh-and-blood rocks that were squirming, and the stone was exactly the same as the blood meteorite.

"Is this the interior of the blood meteorite?" A trace of enlightenment flashed in Lin's heart.

The place where Lin Zhen is standing at this moment is extremely small, just for one person to pass through. A narrow corridor bends and stretches, and the surrounding rocks are constantly dripping like blood**.

The body protection rose vigorously and blocked the drop of ** outside. Then Lin Zhen took out his own spiritual sword and carefully walked forward.

Along the way, Lin Zhen increasingly doubted that the blood meteorite was alive, and even subconsciously thought that it was a heart, because the regular rhythm of the blood meteorite was too much like the beating of the heart.

Lin Zhen was shocked by his sudden idea. If this was the heart, the heart of something would be so huge, and it would be hard here.

"Is it a mythical beast?" Lin Zhendeng was excited: "It's impossible. The real mythical beast can't even deal with the fourth largest Luo Jinxian in heaven."

"Absolutely impossible. I'm scaring myself." Lin Zhen hurriedly comforted himself, but he still strengthened his vigilance. After all, what happened inside the blood meteorite was still a mystery.

Many passages inside the blood meteorite are winding around, but Lin Zhen has never found the so-called treasure.

"Strange, where is this treasure?" Lin Zhen's face was full of depression, and the small passage in it was as dense as a honeycomb, which gave Lin Zhen a headache.

Suddenly, a different magic gas slowly rose up. This magic gas is different from the magic gas emitted by the blood meteorite. It is not as chaotic as the magic gas emitted by the blood meteorite, but extremely pure.

"Is this...is this the treasure?" Lin Zhenxin moved and immediately pursued the magic spirit.

After countless fork roads, Lin Zhen finally found the source of the magic gas, but when Lin Zhen saw the source of the magic gas, he was stunned.

This is a slightly larger space, in which a translucent blood-red icicle that runs through this small space stands.

A thick iron chain is wrapped around the icicle, and a trace of hidden power is constantly flashing on the chain. Although that force is obscure, it gives Lin Zhen an extremely dangerous feeling.

And the icicle is full of many runes, and the fluctuations on those runes make Lin Zhen dare not approach.

And in this icicle, a demon in a green shirt was sealed.

The reason why the demon clan is that in addition to the strange and mysterious magic patterns on his face, the horns on his head indicate his identity.

"Wow... it's actually... the demon clan..." Lin Zhen was stunned, and a sense of powerlessness came: "The weakest demon clan's real demon period is equivalent to a heavy cultivation in the heavenly world. The heavenly world is heavy, which is equivalent to the existence of immortals. I... ran away quickly. Fortunately, he was sealed."

Seeing this demon clan, Lin Zhen has no idea of competing at all, because it is impossible to compete at all. Not to mention the strength of the heavenly world, the demon clan is naturally stronger than the demon cultivation, that is to say, this guy can at least defeat the general heavenly world.

What's more, judging from the current situation, this guy is clearly about to break out.

"Kid, where are you going?" Just as Lin Zhen turned around to find a way to escape, a voice full of majesty and domineering came.

Lin Zhen was stunned and turned around stiffly, but saw that the magic Xiu actually opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes are these? The transparent purple pupils seem to be deep enough to put into the whole starry sky, and his eyes suddenly made Lin Zhen feel that these eyes are brighter than the sun in the sky, and these eyes are like the supreme way.

The Kowloon Sword suddenly made a sword chant in Lin Zhen's body, and Lin Zhen suddenly woke up: "It's amazing. Just looking at me, it almost broke my soul unconsciously and died. Thanks to the Kowloon Sword, but why haven't you finished it yet? I'm afraid my life will be insurable this time.

There were waves of howling in his heart, and Lin Zhen simply regretted it. Thinking of Su Yu and Li Linger making him extremely regret it, how could he die here like this?

"That's right, I didn't stop it." Mo Xiu said coldly, "Kid, let's meet. Last time you destroyed my layout for more than 2,000 years, so that I had to break through before my skills were fully recovered. I haven't settled with you yet."

Lin Zhen was stunned when he heard the words, and then remembered the big array he encountered in the ghostland outside Penglai Island. Isn't the scene seen in the war demon world a bloody meteorite sealed by eight sun-like flame meteorites? Could it be that the bloody meteorite is the blood meteorite falling at this moment?

In that case, isn't this person the... Demon Lord of those years?

Lin Zhen was immediately stunned by his own thoughts.

"How...how can it be... Demon Lord... That's beyond the fourfold of heaven, an absolute boss..." As soon as Lin Zhen thought of it, he felt that his legs and stomach were weak and his intestines seemed to be entangled.

There were bitterness in his mouth, and Lin Zhen then sighed, "What do you want?"

"Hmm, what about the pair of swords you use? Let me see. I didn't expect that I would have such a magic sword to appear in the world for 2,000 years. It's really a great pity that I can't fight against such a strong man. Boy, who gave you that sword? The demon asked coldly.

"Well... I can't take it out. The sword is now hidden in my body and doesn't listen to me at all." Lin Zhen rolled his eyes and secretly slandered himself: "If the Kowloon Sword were in hand, I would have fled before you had opened the seal. How can I talk nonsense to you? The soul sword doesn't understand this thing at all. It's really unlucky.

"Can't take it out? Who made this sword? The demon's question was in an unquestionable tone, as if he was giving orders to Lin Zhen.

Unexpectedly, Lin Zhen sat down and said lazily, "Why did I tell you? Anyway, I'm going to die in your hands, so that your heart is blocked and you don't know. I'm happy to die.

The demon never thought that someone would be so rude in front of him, and he was furious: "Bold, how dare you be so rude."

"Well, people who are going to die, what else is there to be afraid of? Moreover, you can't catch the origin of my soul with the Kowloon Sword, so don't scare me with words that torture my soul. Lin Zhen is completely risking at this moment. Magic weapons such as the Kowloon Sword can protect the owner's soul source, unless he encounters a higher-level magic weapon attack.

However, the magic weapon of heaven, the fourth level of the universe, and the Kowloon Sword is at least flood level. I saw this magic weapon last time, and the damage is very serious. At most, it is comparable to the Kowloon Sword. Therefore, Lin Zhen simply risked himself. Even if he dies, he can't die. What do you want to know? Ask the young master politely, otherwise, The young master will never say anything.