Chapter 730 The Influence of Bonds

But facing the young master of the Zhao Dynasty who was only at the early stage of the Golden Core stage, he thought he was somewhat sure that he could escape.

Zen Master Shanfa was silently vigilant and constantly accumulating strength.

However, after waiting for a moment, there was no sign of the other party taking action.

Just when Zen Master Shanfa was feeling doubtful.

Lin Wuyou's figure suddenly moved, but it was not aimed at him.

Instead, it turned into a stream of light and came to Su Twelve and Lin Qiaoer.

With a pair of eyes fixed on Su Twelve, Lin Wuyou slowly said, "Su Twelve, we... finally meet! What should I call you, Brother Su? Fellow Daoist Su?"

"You...have been looking for me?" Su Twelve spoke calmly and asked the other party.

But his mood made huge waves at this moment.

As Lin Wuyou approached, he could clearly feel his energy and energy fluctuating uncontrollably.

The true energy in the body came out of the body directly, and silently rushed towards the opponent's location. The moment he got close, he was absorbed by Lin Wuyou without any hindrance.

Lin Wuyou's aura had no impact on others.

But in his eyes, this is a black hole exuding a devouring aura, which will continue to swallow up his cultivation and even his life!

The closer Lin Wuyou was, the more rapidly his true energy flowed away.

Damn it! How...how could this happen?

Could it be...that this is my fate with him?

Will two people who are born together become one again?

Su Twelve's mind was in shock. No matter how hard he tried to control it, he could not control the flow of true energy in his body.

Lin Wuyou, on the other hand, still looked like the prince of the Great Zhao Dynasty, with a sneer on his lips. He felt this change, but he had no intention of actively stopping it.

There was even an expression of enjoyment and joking in his cold eyes.

crucial moment

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Su Twelve hurriedly guarded the mourning platform and activated the wooden puppets on the side.

Under the control of Su Twelve, the wooden puppet flashed behind him and slapped Su Twelve on the back of the heart with his broad palm.

A stream of demonic energy and Buddhist energy flowed into Su Twelve's body. The two intertwined energies enveloped the true energy in Su Twelve's body layer by layer, forcibly interrupting the flow of true energy.

"I want to know, what is the connection... between us? Where do you... or I... come from?!" Lin Wuyou then spoke.

His expression remained unchanged, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with him.

And in his mind, a vague and forgotten figure flashed quickly.

The figure gradually became clear in his mind, and gradually overlapped with Su Twelve in front of him.

The temperaments are different, but the appearance is about five points similar, and the body shape is not much different.

"Is the answer to this question very important? Actually... you already have a guess in your mind, don't you?" Su Twelve looked pale and asked the other party in a leisurely manner.

The sudden change made him feel even heavier.

If he hadn't regained control of the wooden puppet in advance, he would have lost all his energy and even the vitality in his body by the time he spoke.

Of course, if one's own cultivation level is stronger today, the opponent's strength will be weaker.

Then... the one who is swallowed up in cultivation and vitality will be the other party.

If it was just that, his mood wouldn't be so heavy.

The most important thing is that at the moment when he got close, he had already realized something in his heart.

The impact of the spirit incarnation's separation from the body on oneself is by no means just

only these.

If we can't cut off the bond between them, I'm afraid... it will be a problem for Ning Ying to survive the calamity in the future.

"It's really not important! I believe...you don't need to say more, you have already realized it!"

"You and I are two independent individuals, and we both have people and pursuits that we want to protect in our hearts. I think neither you nor I... are willing to leave this world easily, right?"

Lin Wuyou nodded, glanced at Lin Qiaoer from the corner of his eye, and spoke to Su Twelve indifferently. ??

Lin Qiaoer blinked in confusion as she spoke without any beginning or end, not understanding what she meant and feeling weird at the same time.

Two independent individuals?

Senior Brother Su, are you still involved with the prince of the Zhao Dynasty?

No...no, he seems...not the prince of the Zhao Dynasty!

Not far away, two gleams of light flashed in Zen Master Shanfa's eyes, shining thoughtfully.

"That's... natural! It seems... today's battle is inevitable!"

Su Twelve nodded lightly, knowing in his heart that Lin Wuyou must have had the same sentiment.

The demon element and Buddha element surged within the wooden puppet's body, and its aura began to rise slowly.

Solve the troubles you cause yourself.

He had no doubt about Lin Wuyou's strength, a rising star in the Shadow Palace and the person in charge of this trip.

The opponent's strength will never be inferior to the original Wei Wushuang.

But I don’t think I have any chance of winning!

Lin Wuyou shook his head and said, "Now that your foundation is damaged, I won't take advantage of you!"

Su Twelve asked back, "Taking advantage of others' danger? Now that you have become a demon, do you still care about this?"

"What is the devil? What is the Tao? The same seeds fall on different soils and are watered by different winds and rains. You think... will the fruits that grow out still be there?

Is it the same? "

Lin Wuyou asked back.

The arrogant and unruly arrogance in his eyes that looked down at the people quickly faded away, replaced by eyes that were as tough and upright as pine and bamboo trees, with a hint of aloofness.

"Wuyou, it's... it's really you!" Lin Qiaoer had already guessed it, and when she saw the familiar look in her eyes, she immediately exclaimed.

Regardless of his injured body, he hurriedly approached Lin Wuyou.

She just finished speaking.

Lin Wuyou's aura surged around his body, but within a moment, it became filled with demonic aura and returned to his original appearance.

A pair of eyes turned crimson red, as if there were demonic fire pulsing. The face is slightly similar to Su Twelve, but more resolute, with sharp edges and corners, and even more handsome.

"Sister, I'm so sorry for scaring you!"

Taking one step forward, Lin Wuyou greeted Lin Qiaoer and came to her side.

The demonic energy around him subsided, and he raised his hand to gently grab Lin Qiaoer's arm.

"I'm fine! Thank you to Senior Brother Su for helping me with what happened today!"

"Senior Brother Su is an old friend of mine. He saved my life back in Cangshan."

"No matter what grievances there are between you, I hope you can look out for my sake and not target him!"

Lin Qiaoer smiled and spoke immediately.

While speaking, his eyes wandered back and forth between Lin Wuyou and Su Twelve.

Subconsciously comparing the two, combined with their endless conversation, her heart sank.

I vaguely realized that there seemed to be some kind of connection and mystery between the two.

But in the current situation, even if she had any guesses, she could only pretend to be confused and try to persuade Lin Wuyou.

"Don't worry, sister, I know what to do!"

Lin Wuyou smiled and turned to look at Su Twelve.