Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

In an instant, Lin Ji felt that his perception was completely blocked.

Sight, hearing, smell.

Divine consciousness, the power of primordial spirit.

As if everything had disappeared, except for his own existence, everything in this world seemed to have turned into nothingness.

At this moment, there was only a bright white in his eyes, which was the scene of the moment when the tribulation thunder fell in the sky, and then he seemed to be blind.

You can't look directly at Tianwei, this is a heavenly tribulation, not the thunder that was lured down by his lightning-inducing sword formula.

Comparing the two, the gap is almost sky-high.

I don't know how long has passed, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a few hours, or maybe a few days?

Lin Ji didn't know what to do, everything about him was covered up.

When his perception recovered again and he could see everything in the world again, he finally realized that all this was just a moment.

But this moment was too long.

He saw that the sky was still gloomy, and the mammoth vortex of calamity clouds showed no signs of dissipating, but instead became more mammoth.

He saw a puddle of human-shaped ashes on the ground in his unremarkable small courtyard, where Old Man Yang was before.

"Did you die under the Heavenly Tribulation? Did you agree that it wouldn't lead to thunder?" Lin Ji felt absurdly dazed.

The reason for the absurdity is that from the beginning to the end, Old Man Yang acted as if everything was under his control, but in the end he died silently and without any explanation.

A day-travel peak cultivator with countless blood on his hands and countless sins and karma accumulated on his body for decades, a scheming man who had planned for a long time, just died like this.

The death is too simple, it is difficult for people to understand.

And at a loss, it is because of the vortex of robbery clouds that are still condensed in the sky.

At this moment, Lu Zhaoer's voice suddenly sounded beside Lin Ji's ear.

There was a bit of tremor in her voice, even crying.

"Lin Ji! You! What is that around you?!"

Lin Ji came back to his senses, only to realize that at some point, his feet had sunk into the mud, about three to five inches deep.

At the same time, he finally felt the coercion of entering the Dao Heavenly Tribulation.

The ground under his feet was forcibly compacted by the coercion of that day. If it were an ordinary monk to experience what he was enduring at this moment, he would be crushed into a puddle of flesh and blood by this invisible but terrifying pressure in no time. .

"Ha, the third level of real dragon body, after all, it's not for nothing."

Lin Ji has already understood, because gold and black lines have involuntarily appeared around his body.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, his primordial spirit was already standing as indistinguishable from his physical body, enduring the terrifying pressure from heaven.

And among the golden and black threads lingering around his body, there are countless extra tiny golden threads, and these extra golden threads of merit are vaguely of the same origin, mixed together indistinctly.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Primordial Spirit Lin Ji raised his hand and fiddled with these newly appeared golden threads of merit.

"Don't kill me! My lord, spare me!"

"Master! Today, my disciple was unfilial and refined you. In the future, when this disciple achieves Taoism, I will definitely carry forward the blood god art that you have passed down!"

"Hahahahaha, another hundred lives! Enough to consume the old man for half a month! Hmph, lackeys of Supervisor Tiansi, see you next time, and use your flesh and blood to pay homage!"

"Father! Mother! You old bastard, are you really not afraid of being punished by God?!"

It was just a moment, but it seemed like a long time.

There are countless memories in Lin Ji's mind, which is the cause and effect guided by the newly emerging golden threads of merit.

Some were Yang Laodian himself, and some died at his hands.

There is also the previous Wei Jinxian, and even Kong Lingxuan who was not killed is also somewhat related.

in the courtyard.

Lin Ji opened his eyes.

"So that's how it is. Raise the human pill with the blood god formula, and then find some powerful people who don't have the talent for cultivation to use it as the human pill? Use power to cover up evil practices, and refine it after the human pill is developed. It’s a good calculation when it’s melted.”

After seeing the cause and effect represented by these golden lines of merit, Lin Ji finally understood how the evil cultivator of Yang Laodian's lineage was passed on.

But none of that matters anymore.

Yang Laodian died because of Lin Ji. Although he died under the catastrophe of entering Taoism, his merits and karma were attributed to Lin Ji.

"It turns out that the reason why the catastrophe fell was not because of you, but because of me."

Lin Ji looked at the humanoid ashes in front of him, and couldn't help but smile a little on his face.

He knows the rules of entering the Heavenly Tribulation. Within the scope of the Heavenly Tribulation, there can only be one monk who enters the Tao.
This is the test of the way of heaven, and no one else is allowed to intervene.

But just now, within the scope of entering the Heavenly Tribulation, there is Lin Ji with a higher realm, but the Heavenly Tribulation is not aimed at Lin Ji.

So the Heavenly Tribulation fell unexpectedly, and it also made Old Yang die quickly.

But at this moment, the vortex of Jieyun that still exists in the sky should actually be the newly condensed Jieyun.

It's just that the perception was blocked just now, and Lin Ji didn't know it.

"Speak up! What's going on, you're next to me." Lu Zhaoer on the side was still asking anxiously.

Lin Ji gave her a reassuring look.

"The robbery cloud vortex is looking for me."

Lu Zhaoer seemed to realize something.

"Then you brought the Heavenly Tribulation into the Dao? Are you going to enter the Dao?"

"It wasn't the first time, but it was this time. By coincidence, the lineage of Yang Laodian, who had killed countless lives in the past few decades, made up for the last bit of merit that I lacked in the way of karma. I thought I would at least Only three or two years."

Although it is true that he has received benefits, Lin Ji is really not happy about this kind of benefits.

"This is not a place to cross the catastrophe. I will go to the Qingshan Mountains."

Lin Ji soared into the sky.

"I am with you."

"It's not just because there are many people. Zhao'er, don't follow me, just wait for my good news." Lin Ji smiled softly, and then his figure flashed, and he had already appeared in the far horizon.

While Lin Ji left, the Jieyun vortex in the sky dissipated without a trace like a shattered mirror, and then began to condense in the distance.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhaoer took a deep breath, feeling a little at a loss.

There is not only worry about Lin Jidu's robbery, but also a sense of loss that feels like a world away.

It was only three or four years before and after, but Lin Ji was in a big realm every year, and now he is about to enter the Tao.

"Meow, it's over now." Ah Ling appeared next to Lu Zhaoer at some point.

"What's the end?" Lu Zhaoer was puzzled.

Ah Ling looked at the direction of Lin Ji's departure with deep worry.

"He is so powerful before he enters the Tao. When he enters the Tao, what if he really goes to my father to make up for it?"

In the blink of an eye, Ah Ling transformed into a human form, a little girl in her twenties and eight years.

It's just that the little girl looked sad.

"Sister Zhao'er, if this guy wants to beat my father then, you have to stop him at least not let him beat my father to death."