Chapter 1175 Balancing the Imprints of the Major Demon Kings
Until a certain moment, Lin Yue slowly opened his eyes.
At this time, he has completely balanced the mark of Qinglan Demon King.
Now based on Bai Xiaoli's imprint, a mysterious formation has been constructed in his sea of consciousness.
The original runes on it are interwoven.
The imprints of Qinglan, Bi'an, and the Kuhai Demon King surrounded Bai Xiaoli's imprints with a certain pattern.
And there are five remaining formation eye positions, which are specially prepared for the remaining five demon king marks.
After doing all this, Lin Yue also completely solved the hidden dangers in the sea of consciousness.
So much so that it will become much easier to subdue the mark of the demon king later.
"Have you successfully solved the hidden danger?" Qinglan Demon King's tone at this time revealed a slight surprise.
He thought Lin Yue would need a longer period of time.
Unexpectedly, in just over seventy years, the imprints of several demon kings were balanced.
And at this time, Lin Yue's realm has become more solid.
Although it is in the realm of the main god, it gives people the feeling that it is much stronger than the ordinary half-step ancestor realm.
Even some ordinary strong men in the ancestral realm may not be Lin Yue's opponents now.
He has the blessing of the imprints of the four great demon kings, and his control over Tao has surpassed that of ordinary monks in the ancestral realm.
Among the enemies, it is extremely terrifying.
The demon king's mark, for the increase in combat power, is almost calculated by geometric times.
Today's Lin Yue's strength is unpredictable. Putting it in the previous burial place, the ancient pot and the old holy master of the nether world will never be able to turn the tide. he.
Lin Yue stood up, "It's just a fluke."
After getting the mark of Qinglan Demon King.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone in Qinglan Holy Land, Lin Yue walked out of the Holy Land slowly.
"However, in just a hundred years, this boy of the human race has become more and more unpredictable." The old holy master Qinglan had a sigh on his face at this time.
From the moment Lin Yue came out, he had already sensed it.
If it is placed in the burial place, the old holy master Qinglan can still stabilize one end.
But now, facing Lin Yue, as a monk who had broken through the ancestral realm for many years, he felt a sense of unpredictability and invincibility.
"Is he really so powerful?" Holy Master Qinglan stood respectfully behind the old Holy Master Qinglan, with doubts in his eyes.
There is a natural moat between the ancestral realm and the god king realm.
But the appearance of Lin Yue broke this inherent seriousness.
The old holy master Qinglan nodded, "I am afraid that in the near future, we will hear his reputation again in the entire universe and the holy land."
At this time, Lin Yue, controlling the Emperor Sword, had disappeared at the end of Qinglan Holy Land.
He passed the key, turned around and entered the next holy place.
He is signing a contract with the ten demon kings.
If you fail, you will suffer unimaginable backlash.
At that time, it may really be the end of the soul.
Lin Yue didn't hesitate.
In order to be able to resist the attack of the tenth universe and deal with the subsequent turmoil, Lin Yue had already made a decision to die and survive.
There are corpses everywhere in Wangxian Holy Land.
It seems to be the place where the true immortals of a certain era fell.
The corpses piled up into mountains, and there were also lakes formed by rotting flesh, exuding an unimaginable stench.
Lin Yue frowned slightly.
In his state of mind, this kind of scene has been difficult to cause fluctuations in his mood.
The scene here, placed in front of anyone, would probably make it collapse.
The flying fairy light here has a rotten meaning, which can corrode people's cultivation.
In the long run, Lin Yue's cultivation will also be affected.
Under the aura of the Divine King Order, Lin Yue isolated this corrosive force from the outside.
A huge palace piled up with white bones appeared in front of it.
Lin Yue walked with his sword.
It's just that here, there seems to be no trace of living beings.
Wangxian Holy Land is far more desolate than other holy places.
But there is power in it, but now Lin Yue doesn't understand why there are no people from Wangxian Holy Land here?
A bad premonition rose in Lin Yue's heart.
"That one from the human race, come in." At this moment, the voice of Wangwang Xian Yaowang came.
There was a sense of weakness in his voice, precarious, as if he had reached the brink of extinction.
Lin Yue showed no hesitation in his heart.
He still entered the hall.
In the center of the hall stands the altar that seals Wangxian Yaowang.
The surroundings of the altar were full of white bones, and as Lin Yue entered, there was a weak vibration, and the white bones here had been turned into powder.
It seems that no living beings have set foot here for a long time.
And the grand gathering at the funeral place is only a few hundred years in the past.
"Have you seen the tragedy of Wangxian Holy Land?" Wangxian Yaowang continued.
"How could this be?" Lin Yue said calmly.
"It's been sealed for a long time, and I can't bear it anymore. Not long ago, all my forces have been sacrificed to me." Wangxian Yaowang said: "Come closer, so that I can perceive the power of that artifact." breath."
Lin Yue slowly approached the position where he looked at the Fairy Demon King.
Only at this time, the mutation suddenly increased.
"You've been tricked, that artifact, rather than letting you, a weak human kid, give it to me!" Wangxian Yaowang showed his true colors, with a ferocious tone in his tone.
I saw endless means pouring towards Lin Yue, trapping all directions, and Lin Yue had no way to avoid it.
"Is this your method?" Lin Yue sneered disdainfully.
I saw his figure disappearing suddenly.
In a blink of an eye, he had already arrived outside the main hall.
When he was outside the palace, he had already taken precautions.
And through Wang Caiwang's conversation with the Immortal Demon King just now, he can already be sure.
In order to compete for the mysterious factor of the burial place, the demon king will never let his own power choose all sacrifices.
"You have been trapped in the seal for too long, and your mind is not very bright." Lin Yue said lightly.
Outside the palace, he had already set a non-heaven mark.
With his mind, he can leave.
At this time, all the creatures in Wangxian Holy Land were also revealed.
They have been hiding in the dark in case they are needed.
"You can't leave today." The old holy master of Wangxian Holy Land, a skeleton that is close to decay, has a faint phosphorescent fire in his eyes.
The aura and coercion of the ancestral realm are fully revealed.
Wangxian Yaowang has already begun to weaken, so that the remaining means can only cover the entire palace. As for the outside world, it has no effect at all.
Lin Yue's mind is close to that of a demon.
Otherwise, it may have been robbed without precaution. .
But his current strength.
As long as there is no demon king to make a move, among the ten holy places, it can already be called an invincible existence.
I saw that Lin Yue blocked the passage leading to the palace while waving his hands.
"Then, today, if you return the words, none of you will be able to leave." Lin Yue said calmly.
"Just because you are a little cultivator in the main god realm, why do you dare to say such big words?" Old Holy Master Wangxian said with disdain.
The rest of the people who looked at the Immortal Holy Land also seemed to have heard a joke.
"Do you think you can act recklessly here after beheading two injured ancestral realms?" said Lord Wangxian.
This is the main battlefield of Wangxian Holy Land, and for these skeletonized creatures, there is an unparalleled increase.
From their point of view, even though Lin Yue has the power to rival the ancestral realm, but here, he can only drink hatred and cannot stir up any disturbances.
"Your ideas are stupid." Lin Yue just responded lightly.
Then, he made a move!
Terrifying power, if the Milky Way descends.