The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 92 Clean
Yuan means beginning.

The achievement of Yang Shen is the beginning of soul refining.

The realm of the primordial spirit.

It became.

……

Restricted.

Ding Lin opened his eyes.

The scales on his body gradually shrunk under his skin, and the golden line on his back also sank into the dragon of his spine. He was covered in a bright red robe, his black hair was loose, and his facial features were completely revealed. He had an ordinary face -

His face in his past life.

After practicing hard for more than a hundred years, he was finally able to appear in his former appearance again.

Suddenly, a feeling of emotion arose in my heart.

"You... actually dared!"

A voice came from outside the restriction, pulling Ding Lin back to reality. The breakthrough just now seemed to have taken a long time, but in reality only a moment had passed.

"what!"

The Nine-Headed Insect seemed to be extremely furious, and it looked as if Ding Lin had just swallowed his inner elixir.

Ding Lin couldn't help but feel frightened and confused. His gaze fell on Princess Halloween again. Princess Halloween's face became even paler and she looked very weak. When she saw Ding Lin looking at her again, her eyes were filled with fear. She didn't know how Ding Lin was going to deal with her next.

When Ding Lin broke through before, although she felt sorry for her inner elixir, hope actually rose in her heart. She hoped that Ding Lin would fail in the breakthrough. For a breakthrough from the demon elixir to the primordial spirit, such a great realm, even if the method of breakthrough is complete, the preparation is sufficient, and the foundation is accumulated enough, the possibility of success is less than 10%.

But her expectations were dashed. Just now, she felt that the last trace of connection between her and the inner elixir disappeared, and then she saw Ding Lin open his eyes.

The worst result still occurred.

"Spare my life..."

Princess Halloween said in fear.

"After all, I have raised you for so many years. Even if I had bad intentions, I never had the time to carry them out. You drank so much of my blood and swallowed my inner elixir. This should be... enough..."

Princess Halloween prayed, with a pitiful look on her pale face that Ding Lin had never seen before.

"Please don't... kill me."

After decades of living together day and night, it was not until today that Princess Halloween saw the true face of her carp.

She no longer wanted to get her inner elixir back, now she just wanted to survive.

"you……"

Ding Lin narrowed his eyes, looked Princess Halloween up and down, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The woman in front of me had her clothes in disarray and her face was pale. I felt pity for her. Her body was covered in blood, which made her skin look as crystal clear as snow. She lay softly on the ground, without any strength to resist. She looked like she was ready to be picked by anyone. She looked so tempting.

Ding Lin shook his head vigorously and bit his tongue hard to cheer himself up.

Then his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

The sea of ​​consciousness had transformed into a magnificent place, with brilliant golden light everywhere, which was very different from the previous darkness. But in this brilliant scene, a group of purple mist began to spread, and wherever it passed, desires arose.

Ding Lin suddenly understood that Princess Halloween was controlled by the Nine-Headed Insect with her soul seed, and evil fire spread all over her body, with the golden elixir being the most important part. Not only did he drink the dragon's blood, but he also swallowed the dragon elixir, so the evil fire naturally invaded his body.

No wonder the Nine-Headed Insect became more and more violent. He used the soul seed to subdue Princess Halloween in order to do that despicable thing. He was naturally aware of the effect of his own secret technique. He was furious when he saw that the wheat he had planted with great effort was about to be taken away by others.

The evil fire spread quickly.

This is a secret technique that even a True Immortal Realm dragon like Princess Wansheng cannot resist, let alone Ding Lin who has just entered the Yuanshen realm.

Ding Lin secretly groaned in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked at the Nine-headed Insect outside the restriction. His vision was a little blurry. The appearance of the Nine-headed Insect was no longer clear. Only the pair of eyes that were so angry that they seemed to be spitting fire were so vivid. His hearing was also being drained away. Through the restriction, Ding Lin looked at the Nine-headed Insect's fangs and claws as if he was watching a pantomime.

He barely managed to spare a trace of his thoughts to maintain the operation of the formation. The next moment, he turned his head suddenly, the clarity in his eyes completely dissipated, and he looked at Princess Halloween again.

"You...don't come over..."

"Ah!" After all, Princess Halloween was at a higher level. Ding Lin drank most of her blood and swallowed her inner elixir. She was barely able to suppress the evil fire in her body. When their eyes met, she saw the changes in Ding Lin in such a short period of time. The carp in front of her, which was ferocious just now... was still ferocious.

But... the method has changed.

The last trace of sanity was devoured by the evil fire.

Ding Lin rushed forward.

"do not want!"

Outside the restriction, the Nine-headed Insect screamed miserably.

"..."

Princess Halloween gritted her teeth.

This time, it's really going to be eaten clean.

……

In the Dragon Palace, Qing Yi and Mo Ang were still fighting fiercely.

The aftermath of the magic power destroyed countless palaces.

In the entire Dragon Palace, except for the main hall which is relatively safe, there is no place that is not dangerous.

Moang has fallen into a disadvantage.

This was something I had never thought of before the fight.

Although it was rumored outside that Qing Yi had the combat power of a Golden Immortal, how could his combat power be the same as that of a real Golden Immortal? Although he had just been promoted not long ago, he was a genuine Golden Immortal after all. He was actually suppressed the entire time by a true immortal demon king. He couldn't help but feel extremely aggrieved.

In Mo'ang's opinion, Qingyi's magical powers are amazing and his magic power is incredibly strong.

The limit of magical power in the True Immortal Realm is one Yuanhui.

The Qingyi's cultivation level must have exceeded this number, and his cultivation level must have been at least 150,000 years, which was higher than his. If that was the case, it would be fine, but the gap between the realms of the Golden Immortal and the True Immortal could not be made up by cultivation level alone. The Qingyi's demonic aura actually had a strange force, which offset the trace of immortal charm contained in his attack every time they fought.

What kind of power can offset the immortality of the Golden Immortal realm.

Is it...

Taiyi characteristics?

Thinking of this.

Moang couldn't help but feel very scared.

Originally, when Qingyi came to his house and specifically challenged his father, he was a little nonchalant. His father was a long-time golden immortal with even greater magical powers than his. He thought Qingyi was overestimating himself. But now it seems that even if his father is still in the West Sea, if he and his son rush forward together, they may win, but they may not be able to really stop Qingyi.

With such means, it is no wonder that the North Sea could be turned upside down.

It’s a bit far-fetched to think about these things now.

My father, it’s a coincidence that you made this trip.

Moang gritted his teeth and groaned inwardly.

Now he is the only Golden Immortal left in the West Sea. It is difficult for him to even maintain the balance, let alone expel Qingyi.

Could it be that I have to use that trick?

There was a flash of hesitation in Mo'ang's eyes, but as Qingyi stabbed him with another sword, he flew a thousand feet and crashed into another hall, and his eyes slowly became firm.

brush!
Moang rushed out from the ruins, swinging his scarlet cloak behind him.

The next moment, he pushed away the golden crown on his head, and a small jade seal flew out from his forehead.

In an instant, the prayers of all nations rang out.

The area within a hundred feet around Moang was filled with incense and prayers.

(End of this chapter)