Chapter 922 No Such Person

Zong Shou was in a trance, and continued to ask like a ghost: "I don't know the junior, maybe I know the name of the senior?" The woman said with a smile: "You don't need to call me senior, I am actually not very old, just call me Lu Hanyan."

"Lu Hanyan?"

Zong Shou felt his heart and soul explode like thunder.

But then he became confused again, thinking who is 'Lu Hanyan'? Do you know yourself?

After contemplating drowsily with his spiritual thoughts for a moment, his heart surged and he woke up suddenly.

wrong! This is knowledge—

As soon as the thought came up, it sank into the heart lake again, without even the slightest ripple.

I also thought about this woman, what was she talking about just now, what was her name, why can't she remember clearly?

Could it be that because of the imprisonment technique and the pupils, the audio-visual is affected? Or is this memory missing?

Feeling embarrassed to ask again at this time, Zong Shou could only slightly nod his head: "I see!"

Looking inside, I only feel that the Qi channels are going backwards, and the blood is pouring back.

Fortunately, the true energy and soul power have all returned to their peak. After this day of recuperation, the vitality has generally recovered.

Originally, I planned to see you while I was recuperating, but since the guard in Yuanmen is a formless god and demon, there is no need to do so.

He didn't recognize this woman, and he didn't know her past. But subconsciously, I believed what she said.

Taking a deep breath, Zong Shou was about to step into the black mist. Then the woman persuaded again: "Little brother, that formless god is cruel. I have been here for twenty years, and I have seen a few people break into it, but they all ended up miserable. Your cultivation base is a little weak , go in this time. Most likely there will be fear for your life, can you not go?"

Zong Shou felt warm in his heart, then silently shook his head

Just like this woman, who refused to escape from this ban, he also had a reason to forcefully break into the ninth floor of death prison.

Without further words, Zong Shou made a dodge and was ten miles away.

Before the black mist. After hesitating for a moment, he walked in without hesitation.

The atmosphere inside the fog group became increasingly cold and gloomy.

This is not just the power of death. Full-bodied to the point of substance. In the mist, there is even more power to confuse people's mind.

If you look at it with your eyes, it must be a hallucination.

But Zong Shou at the moment. It is the illusion mirror that is used, but it has never been disturbed by the psychedelic power.

Even if the divine sense is scattered, there will be mischecks. Under the light of the cold mirror, everything here is invisible.

Walking in the middle of the fog, Zong Shou only took a few steps, and Zong Shou heard a burst of 'Jie Jie' laughing.

The voice was shrill and treacherous, shaking the eardrums.

When Zong Shou was on alert, he saw a beam of magnificent sword light. Suddenly slashed in the air from a distance.

The momentum is mighty, majestic and upright, like a giant mountain pressing down, it is irresistible!

The pinnacle of the divine realm?

Subconsciously, Zong Shou had the idea of ​​avoiding it. Yu temporarily avoided the front.

But then he bit the tip of his tongue violently, advancing instead of retreating. In a flash, he took the nameless sword in his hand and slammed forward.

If he can't defeat this sword, he will die!

Followed by a series of sword light and weapon aura. The sound of strikes and shocks.

Zong Shou's figure immediately flew twenty feet backwards. With a flick of his hand again, the Yuanyi soul sword left the sea of ​​souls and appeared beside him.

With the "Return to One" true decision of the Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword, dozens of hundreds of swords were cut in a row in one breath.

Keep away all the qi and strength and even the spiritual methods that came after him!

Thirty-seven Royal Way Dragon Tooth Swords are distributed ten feet away.

The sword formation was formed, and the entire thousand-foot-thousand-zhang land was immediately full of gossamer sword strength.

At this moment, Zong Shou finally 'see' clearly the situation in front of him.

There are more than a dozen monks with numb faces, surrounding them. Except for the dull eyes, everything else is no different from that of a cultivator in the divine realm.

Zong Shou didn't panic, instead, there was a look of coldness in his eyes.

This should be the Shadow Puppet!

He was defeated by the shadow demon, controlled by his mind and soul, and became a puppet.

However, such a puppet without wisdom cannot use the laws of the great way that he mastered during his lifetime.

It is not so much a divine realm, but rather a cultivator of the fairyland who is stronger and more powerful.

So this time, even though there were more than a dozen of them, in his eyes, they were not worth mentioning.

What really mattered was where the sword light came from.

That sword was far less powerful than what he saw, it was just an illusion.

Phaseless gods and demons can influence his mind and make him think so. But when they actually fight each other, the difference can never be hidden from others.

In fact, the illusion mirror reflected all the truth into his sea of ​​consciousness from beginning to end.

It was just bypassed by the phaseless gods and demons and hit the soul directly.

It may be that he knows that his mind is firm and unshakable, and ordinary methods are hard to shake.

So the shadow demon used his laughter from the very beginning to make him vigilant and create an opportunity to take advantage of.

Then it went straight into his mind, creating the illusion of that shocking sword.

Just now, as long as he avoided following his instinctive thoughts, he would surely fall into the trap set up by this formless god and demon step by step.

But at this time, although he was dismantling the means of the shadow demon in the divine realm.

But there is no sense of relaxation in my heart, on the contrary, I am more cautious.

This shadow demon is not only supernatural, but also has extraordinary methods!

All-pervasive, hard to guard against!

Then the next moment, I saw a young man with this cinnabar red mole between his eyebrows, walking from a distance in the fog.

After glancing at Zong Shou, and then looking at the blue mirror with doubts, he said with a strange look: "It's the breath of Fen Kong's blood. You are the young master of the Lu family, one of the princes of the Holy Court? Why are you here? Me and you The people of the Lu family have an agreement, and you cannot hurt the pure blood of your Lu family."

Zong Shou frowned. Because of this bloodline, no matter where he went, everyone would associate himself with the Lu family.

Although his name is indeed in the Lu family's roster, but he is extremely disliked.

It is a special disgust, the four characters of the young master and the prince.

Shaking his head, Zong Shou stopped his distracting thoughts.

"Guyu enters the ninth floor and a party, I wonder if you will get out of the way?"

Phaseless gods and demons have no body, and this shadow demon uses the body of a puppet to talk to him,

His combat strength has only dropped by half a level, and he just fought against him, and his swordsmanship is definitely better than him.

Although he is not afraid of this person, if it is possible not to fight, it is better not to fight.

After all, using the magical power of the illusion state to suppress the shadow demon in the god state will definitely consume lifespan.

The formless god and demon smiled: "Do you have a holy court decree, if so, please take a look, I will not stop you!"

Seeing Zong Shou's brows tightly frowned, the Formless God and Demon knew it, his expression turned gloomy, and a coldness flashed across his eyes.

"There is no decree, which makes me a little embarrassed."

The shapeless god and devil said, and suddenly smiled strangely: "You are in the ninth floor of the death prison, are you looking for Lu Hanyan? Is she your mother? It's just that I remember that in the past 20 years, you have been sent to the ninth floor. A person in hell. There is no woman, and there is no Lu Hanyan—"

Zong Shou was frightened at first, this formless god and demon was watching people's thoughts, and then his body trembled slightly.