Supreme Spirit Lord

The vortex-shaped undercurrent, surrounded by the black servants, fell towards the bottom of the Heavenly Demon Blood Pond. The speed was steady but extremely fast. It fell for more than a hundred feet in one breath, but it was still a long time before it fell to the bottom of the pool.

The falling never stopped, and Lin Yile, who was wrapped in the black mist, didn't feel well either.

Although the black mist helped him resist all the pressure in the water, the pressure in the water was nothing compared to the pain it caused.

Numerous sharp blades cut through the flesh, and countless wooden thorns were inserted into it to stir constantly, and then a bucket of salt water was poured on it. This kind of injury is so painful that no one would want to try it.

And the feeling that Lin Yile felt now was infinitely more serious than this.

The former will stop after the body is completely destroyed. If you can't persist, you can also choose to give up the right to live in order to seek a relief.

But the severe pain that Lin Yile felt would not directly destroy his body, but directly impact his spirit, and it was impossible for him to choose suicide to seek relief, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

The pain caused by the knife and stick, from the outside to the inside, gradually spread to the internal organs, and there was no pain in the whole body, which made Lin Yile feel so painful that he almost fainted several times.

Every time at the last moment of unconsciousness, there will be a trace of familiarity in the depths of the soul, but it does not belong to his power.Stimulating his drowsy Lingtai to regain clarity, and continue to persevere until the next time he is about to faint.

After going back and forth several times, Lin Yile gradually became familiar with this kind of pain. Although he still couldn't ignore it, he was able to resist the impact without falling into a coma.

"This can be regarded as progress." Lin Yile thought joyfully.

He wanted to find something to divert his attention to make the endless pain less difficult, but in the space wrapped in black mist, he couldn't do anything except practice.

The reason why he didn't choose to practice before was because the energy in Lin Yile's body was spiritual power, and the black energy surrounding him was obviously a kind of turbid energy containing demonic energy.

Even if a spiritual cultivator inhales a little bit of this kind of energy, it is easy to go mad, not to mention that there are so many fierce and domineering devil energy here, and these devil energy and energy are intertwined and cannot be separated at all.

Once Lin Yile mobilizes his ability to transform this place, he will definitely be invaded by the magic energy in the sea of ​​spiritual knowledge, and as long as the sea of ​​spiritual knowledge is intruded, it will be a very troublesome thing to expel the invading magic energy in it in the future .

At this time, Lin Yile couldn't care less. Originally, there was not much spiritual power left in his body. Now that such a big gift was brought over, he naturally had to accept it. As for whether he could eat it, it depended on his ability up.

Having figured this out, Lin Yile no longer prevented the black mist from invading his body. As soon as the black mist penetrated even a little, he would grit his teeth and run the exercises he practiced, bit by bit the energy contained in these The black mist turned into spiritual power that he could use.

When transforming these black mist for the first time, Lin Yile felt the meridians in his body, as if countless tiny needles had been inserted by someone, and the person who inserted had to pinch the meridians to make the needles firmly Rooted in its meridians.

However, running the tiniest meridian has already made him feel unbearably painful. If he hadn't relied on the belief that he must leave this place, he might not have the courage to continue at all.

Just this sliver of energy running for a week, the sweat on Lin Yile's body evaporated countless times, but he still didn't stop.

"Ah!"

A cold drink came out of his throat, and Lin Yile absorbed the black mist into his body even more crazily. The severe pain swept over his brain, as if his brain had been attacked by countless big sticks.

He devoted all his attention to resisting the pain and maintaining the energy in his body. He no longer had any more thoughts to pay attention to his distorted face that didn't look like a human face.

The sinking continued, and Lin Yile's absorption of the black mist did not stop, the energy in his body continued to increase, and the pain also repeated itself.

Everything is caught in a strange cycle, like an endless abyss, as if it will never end.

Here, time and space are like fakes, and the only real existence seems to be Lin Yile.

Or maybe even he doesn't really exist.

A thought of denying the authenticity of self-existence emerged from the depths of his mind, causing Lin Yile, whose consciousness had gradually solidified, to wake up instantly, with an alarm bell ringing in his heart, and a cold drink burst from his heart.

"who is it?"

The harsh question echoed in his mind, and he could not get an answer for a long time.

"To be able to stay in the Heavenly Demon Blood Pool for such a long time, I must be a generation of arrogance, so why do you have to hide your head and show your tail?" Shensi was pulled by the pain again, Lin Yile bit the tip of his tongue, the smell of blood lingered in his mouth, and he said concentratingly.

After these words came to mind, there was another long silence, just when Lin Yile was about to speak for the third time, a hoarse and deep voice exploded in his mind.

"You son of a bitch, dare to speak unreasonably about this seat, believe it or not, this seat will kill you immediately!"

The thunderous sound kept rumbling in his mind, causing Lin Yile's sea of ​​consciousness to turbulent, bloodshot from his mouth, nose, ears and eyes.

"cough."

Lin Yile coughed forcefully, the black blood stuck in his throat was coughed up, and he said in a distorted and trembling voice: "Trespassing into other people's spiritual consciousness sea without authorization, such behavior is the behavior of a villain, why don't I dare to say it?"

"Heh! Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." The voice sneered, his tone was filled with infinite killing intent, and he said calmly: "You can be considered a character if you can persist in the blood pool of the demon for so long, and you are qualified to be here. nourishment."

A hoarse and indiscernible sound resounded in the pool water, with a dullness wrapped in liquid, as if someone put him in a big leather drum, and then beat the drum head frantically, and the resonant sound hit one after another Eardrums, dizzy.

At the same time, the downward undercurrent enveloping Lin Yile in the Heavenly Demon Blood Pool suddenly disappeared, and the thick black mist wrapped around him, as if he had encountered something terrible, burrowed into Lin Yile desperately.

Streams of pure energy full of demonic energy invaded from anywhere in the body.

Sea of ​​Qi is running crazily, trying to dissolve all the energy that invaded the body, but even if it has been running to the limit, it can only solve less than one-fifth of the intruding energy, which is just a drop in the bucket compared to the whole.

The energy that could not be absorbed escaped from the meridians that were so tight that they were as thin as a cicada's wing, and together with other energies that were not captured by the running cycle, wandered somewhere in Lin Yile's body, looking for their habitat.

Muscles all over the body twitched and spasmed, the skin on the surface of the body began to crack, and the blood vessels and meridians below it also made a slight cracking sound.

Blood seeped out along the tiny crack, rendering him into a blood man in an instant.

Lin Yile tried to force the wandering energy in his body out of his body through the cracks in his skin, but those energy, like shopping in the market to buy a house, seemed to have tasted the sweetness of settling down, no matter how hard he tried, he was unwilling to leave his body. He leaves inside.

After working hard for a long time, it was useless, and Lin Yile didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

But the energies that invaded his body would not give him time to think. After they found a suitable place to settle down, they began to call for friends.

The black mist lingering on Lin Yile's body poured into his body even more crazily.

There is a wave of ups and downs, and more and more energy is accumulated in the body. After filling every place, the remaining energy has nowhere to go. It can only choose to squeeze together with the energy that entered before.

The energy kept accumulating but could not be absorbed and eliminated, causing Lin Yile's body to more than double in size. The gray gown was stuffed to the brim, and the bulging muscles under it could be clearly seen. The hem and sleeves, which were originally suitable for him, were now a bit shorter.

His figure and frame were not small, but now, from a distance, it looked like a small iron tower floating in the dark pool and lying down.

As early as when the body began to transform into the appearance of a body training martial artist, the strings in Lin Yile's heart became tense.

Now this string is stretched to the extreme.

No matter how strong a person's physical fitness is, there is a limit, and it is impossible to absorb and enrich endlessly, and the strong at the peak of the holy level are no exception.

Once this limit is reached, any energy absorbed, even a small amount of energy no thicker than a hair, will become the last snowflake that causes an avalanche.

Obviously, Lin Yile's body is gradually comparable to that of a muscular man, and there is not much difference from this limit.

Running the xinjue crazily with all his strength, even though the meridian qi sea protested with tearing pain, Lin Yile never showed any intention of slowing down.

Although this move cannot get rid of the ending of exploding and dying, it can delay the moment of the ending by a few breaths, and during this time, maybe he can find a solution.

The two most effective and direct solutions to excess energy in the body are absorption and extradition.

Obviously, Lin Yile's absorption speed is far less than the speed of energy pouring into the body, this way will not work.

As for the method of extradition, Lin Yile had been trying it from the very beginning, but all died in the first step of extradition, the word "quote".

The energy that invaded his body seemed to have found a home, no matter how hard he tried, he was still unwilling to move a step.

If you can't proceed with the first step, let alone the follow-up.

The two most direct and simple methods are all shot to death in ports that have not yet shipped.

As for other auxiliary items such as pills, spells, formations, etc., not to mention whether there is anything on Lin Yile that can withstand the impact of this energy, even if there is, it cannot be used in this day's blood pool .

All the roads were blocked, even if he went to Lin Yile with a firm mind, he unconsciously felt a sense of despair.

As soon as this sense of despair emerged, it was completely suppressed by Lin Yile.

He hasn't seen that person yet, so he must not fall into this ghostly place!

The intention of resoluteness filled his heart, and Lin Yile gave the order without hesitation.

"Huh? Interesting."

A deep male voice sounded quietly, with doubts mixed with a touch of joy, as if he was a little surprised by Lin Yile's decision, but felt that it was reasonable.

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