The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 39 Running around
A light cloud.

It not only blocked the moon, but also the light in the heart.

There is no such thing as qi pressing down on us.

Ding Lin pursed his lips and took a deep breath.

The air seemed to be filled with haze, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

No other performance is required.

soul.

Just these two simple words are enough.

It pressed down like a mountain, weighing more than a thousand pounds, giving enough oppression.

But the next moment, Ding Lin's small body immersed in the water began to change.

It stretched and grew taller, then slowly grew human-like hands and feet.

"what!"

On the dark clouds, Benboerba seemed a little surprised, but did not make a move to interrupt Ding Lin's transformation. He waved his hand, and then the dark clouds dispersed. The moonlight fell directly on him, revealing a monster with a fish head and a human body.

The fins on the limbs are distinct, dark red gills are visible behind the ears, and the scales all over the body are as black as ink, with crisscrossing grooves on the surface, as dry and rough as the bark of old trees.

Although demons can completely transform into human form after cultivating to the Yuanshen realm, in fact, few demons in the Yuanshen realm do so. Instead, most of them still maintain the human-like appearance they were used to in the Yaodan realm.

They believe that only by retaining a bit of their original appearance can they prove that they are real monsters.

Without seeing how Benboerba moved, his body fell lightly from the clouds like a feather.

At this time, Ding Lin also completely changed into his previous human-like appearance.

Under the bright moon, two monsters with fish heads and human bodies stood facing each other.

They look more like relatives.

"It was you who killed my cousin."

Benboerba spoke in an affirmative tone. His eyes fell on Ding Lin, looking him up and down carefully.

"You can withstand my mental pressure, which is good. You are also very brave and extraordinary. You are a talented person of my fish tribe, but..."

Benboerba shook his head with regret in his eyes.

"You shouldn't have killed my cousin."

As he finished speaking, a powerful demonic aura suddenly surged out from Benboerba.

The air was suddenly disturbed.

The leaves were flying all around, making crackling sounds.

He is the most powerful one in the world and suppresses everything!
Ding Lin only felt a blackness before his eyes, and there seemed to be a huge wave coming towards him. The strong impact made him almost unable to stand steadily, and he was about to fall down. He used all his strength to circulate the demonic energy in his body, and finally managed to hold on.

soul……

Is this the soul?

Ding Lin clenched his teeth, feeling deeply helpless. It's not like he hasn't seen masters before. During his time at Huashan, he always got along with Yang Chan. He had also seen Yang Jian. Even the dog wagging its tail at Yang Jian's feet might be stronger than Benbo Erba in front of him. But when they appeared in front of Ding Lin, they all appeared in ordinary postures.

Although Yang Jian was sometimes filled with anger, he never vented it on Mount Hua.

For the first time, Ding Lin truly felt the pressure brought by a higher level realm.

After easily killing three demon cultivators at the same level as the Demon Dan Realm.

Ding Lin thought that his strength might not be able to match that of the soul, but with the demon pill he had achieved, facing the soul, if not match it, he should be able to at least resist a little.

Only now do I realize how ridiculous this idea is.

A frog in a well watches the sun and the moon; a floating grain looks at the blue sky.

And he himself is the frog in the well, the floating particle.

Suddenly, there was a fishy and sweet taste in the throat, and a surge of blood rushed up.

Ding Lin swallowed it back.

But this was just the beginning. Pressure surged in from all directions like a tide, surrounding him, as if he were in the sea, but he could not thrive like a fish in water, but became a small boat, lonely and helpless in the sea, swaying and threatening to capsize at any time.

There is nowhere to escape.

There is nothing else to think about.

soul!

Ding Lin felt despair in his heart. He had never felt so powerless before, nor had he ever longed for strength so much.

It turns out that in this world, the strong can do this.

The abstract and vague concepts in my mind became completely clear at this moment.

But there will be no more chance.

but……

At least for the moment.

currently.

A fire started burning deep in my heart.

Ding Lin slowly opened his right hand and clenched it. A ball of black demonic energy caressed his fingertips and lingered in the air.

Suddenly, a piece of snow-white sharp blade popped out.

The long knife was raised.

Ding Lin suddenly restrained most of the demonic energy in his body and squeezed it strongly all over his body. Immediately, blood flowed out of his mouth, but he still raised the long sword with determination.

Infused with demonic energy.

A blade of energy suddenly slashed towards Ben Bo Erba.

then……

A few feet in front of him.

Disappeared silently...

"puff!"

Ding Lin raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. This blow took up all his strength. After the blow, he could no longer hold on. His body tilted and he fell down softly.

Benboerba retracted the energy he had displayed.

In the shallow water, Ding Lin's body began to change. Without the support of the demonic energy, he could no longer maintain his human appearance. After a blurry moment, he turned back into his original form as a red carp.

Benboerba took a few steps forward, bent down, grabbed Ding Lin's tail and lifted him upside down.

Under the moonlight, a black fish demon was holding a carp, which was standing straight up with its eyes closed and its breathing as weak as a candle in the wind.

"As expected of a demon who has practiced the sutras, he can still swing his sword under my aura," Benboerba murmured, and suddenly there was a hint of shame and anger in his voice. He raised his other hand and put his sharp nails on Ding Lin's fish face. "We can't let Baboerben know that he was forced to draw his sword in front of me when I was dealing with a little demon in the Demon Pill Realm."

"but……"

Benboerba suddenly hesitated again.

"This sutra is quite extraordinary. It can have such a great effect on the mind. It may be of some use to me."

"Well, in another three years, Little Thirteen will give birth. Her true form is a dragon carp, and I don't know if she will give birth to a carp baby for me. My child, is Daddy good to you? Before you are born, I have found a technique for you. I lacked such a good birth back then. A set of Qi-absorbing techniques, and practicing to this stage is the end of the road."

Benboerba retracted his finger knife, and under the moonlight, his eyes suddenly revealed reluctance and melancholy. He then looked at the long knife beside Ding Lin, which had lost its demonic aura and turned back into a wooden hairpin.

"Sixth-rank divine generals, these in the sky are really rich, I don't know which second generation they are, just from the sixth rank, their pets can practice the scriptures."

The hand was retracted and sucked, and the wooden hairpin was grasped in the palm of the hand and then put away casually.

Benboerba took one last look at Ding Lin.

"I'll let you live a few more days. After you've taught me how to practice, I won't kill you again. Well, this trip was worth it. Now let's go back."

A bitter look suddenly appeared on Benboerba's face.

"According to the time, the princess should be returning from the West Sea in these few days."

(End of this chapter)