The God of Heavens

Chapter 87 Red Hair is reborn and hell is about to start eating!
The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot, with its black light spreading across the sky, is so powerful that it can wipe out all the evil.

"Put...her down!"

A tall figure walked over, and the temperature in the mine dropped rapidly, as if falling into an ice cellar.

His entire body was covered with horrible red hair, more than half a foot long, even on his face. Only his eyes were sinister and eerie, looking sinister and strange.

The fifth generation Yuan Tianshi Zhang Lin appears. He was cursed by the underworld, his later years are unknown, and his mind is confused. Ten thousand years ago, he took refuge in the Taoist temple of Wu Shi Emperor in Zishan, and his obsession in his heart is still to protect Yang Yi.

His red sideburns were extremely long, like the most ferocious devil, giving people a feeling of incomparable cruelty and resentment, as if he wanted to kill all living beings.

Lin Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he said nothing. The Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot hung above his head, floating up and down, and thousands of black lights fell down, temporarily suppressing Zhang Lin.

"Whoosh!"

He snapped his fingers, and a flame shot out like a meteor, landing between Zhang Lin's eyebrows. The transparent, celestial fire was holy and flawless, pure and holy, as if a primeval god had come in person, vowing to cleanse the world of all evil.

Zhang Lin felt the breath of pure fire, but did not dodge, allowing the flames to seep into his eyebrows.

The pure fire of heaven was sacred and pure, burning slowly, transforming the curse of the underworld into the source of life. His eyes gradually became clear, and the light of wisdom blossomed.

"Ah... I am Zhang Lin, the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi!" Zhang Lin roared towards the sky, his red hair standing on end, his voice hoarse and obscure. He was sealed in the dust of time and had not uttered a word in ten thousand years.

Immediately, he focused his eyes on Lin Yu and said slowly: "This...my friend, thank you for your divine fire, which helped me regain my sanity temporarily."

Lin Yu raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a gentle smile, and said: "You're welcome, I have studied the "Source Heavenly Book", and we are from the same lineage."

Zhang Lin's expression darkened, and he uttered a long, sad sigh: "Master Yuan, who cut the Holy Spirit, drove the Dragon Vein, and stole all the secrets of heaven, will have an ominous old age. It seems that it has been destined long ago."

Ha ha!

Lin Yu laughed. How dare the curse of the underworld find him?
One day, he will let the Source God and the Source Ghost see what real hell is!
"What are you doing in Zishan?" Zhang Lin asked after calming down.

Lin Yu replied: "In the past, I received the grace of Yuan Tianshi, so I came to save you."

"Although your divine fire has infinite uses, it is just water without a source. When the time comes, I will still become confused." The desolate voice, helpless mood, and loneliness.

"I have my own way. You don't have much time. Don't resist."

Lin Yu said that once the pure fire of heaven burned out, Zhang Lin would return to his previous state.

"Susu!"

Countless dark golden snowflakes emerged from nothingness, as light as dreamy elves, agile and elegant, circling and shuttling, and then sank into Zhang Lin's body.

Zhang Lin's strength is beyond imagination. After thousands of years, his body is like the deep sea, full of evil spirit, half demon and half human, becoming an incredible existence.

Faced with Lin Yu's actions, Zhang Lin did not resist, but quietly accepted this kindness.

Lin Yu used all his strength to activate the Demon Seal. After a few hours, he successfully sealed Zhang Lin's origin. He lost all his breath and his strength fell to the bottom.

After Zhang Lin was successfully sealed, Lin Yu took him into the hell plane, and then he also descended with his divine consciousness.

In the dim and depressing little world, three faintly glowing light cocoons were suspended in the air. The Holy Son Yaoguang and others were suppressed inside and could not break free.

The Divine Chain of Order continuously draws on their power, slowly but steadily expanding the Hell Plane.

The two of them stepped into this mysterious hell plane one after another. Lin Yu looked at Zhang Lin and asked, "Can you still feel the power of the source of the curse now?"

Zhang Lin was stunned when he heard this, and said slowly, "Where exactly are you? Right now, I can only sense the curse within my body."

In the past, he had visited many mysterious places. He had been to the ruins of gods and the tombs of immortals, and had seen many terrifying and strange things.

In his later years, his body and mind lost control, shrouded in an ominous darkness. To escape the curse of the underworld, he retreated to Purple Mountain, relying on the Bell of Beginningless, and spent ten thousand years in a state of confusion. But now, in this infernal plane, he could no longer sense the source of the curse, and the torment he had endured was suddenly interrupted.

This relief was so intense that he suddenly felt relaxed, happy and refreshed, as if all the shackles were removed and he was floating in the air.

Lin Yu did not respond to Zhang Lin's doubts, but only said: "I will help you return to normal first."

"Crash!"

The Divine Chain of Order descended from the sky, accurately connected to Zhang Lin's origin, and then began to methodically extract the power of curse from his body.

"Boom!"

The sky and the earth changed color, the hell plane expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, the earth roared, and the land at the edge of the void grew layer by layer.

The origin of a great king is so powerful that it is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Lin Yu clearly felt that a powerful source of life was pouring into his sea of ​​suffering from the ever-growing hell plane. The secret realm of the wheel sea was also expanding, and a large number of particles in his body were awakened and about to break out of the cocoon.

Three days later, Lin Yu stopped and said to Zhang Lin: "Half of the curse has been extracted, enough to keep you awake for a long time. With your ability, you can erase the rest by yourself without any problem."

The curse was the source of Zhang Lin's misfortunes in his later years, but it also slowed the passage of his life. As the curse was removed, Zhang Lin's breath gradually weakened.

Zhang Lin said weakly, "Thank you very much. As long as there is no interference from the source of the curse, I can handle the rest on my own."

Lin Yu's mind moved, and a pure fire from heaven was condensed, which fell to the plane of hell. Light suddenly appeared, illuminating the small world.

Because the hell plane is in Lin Yu's body, the fire can remain for a long time.

Lin Yu looked at Zhang Lin and said, "You can use this fire to transform your origin and restore yourself."

Under the influence of the pure fire from heaven, Zhang Lin can transform evil spirits into vitality. Once the red hair on his body fades away, he will be able to return to normal without losing his lifespan.

Afterwards, Lin Yu unlocked the divine source that sealed Yang Yi. As for her injuries, with Lin Yu's ability, Yang Yi would not die as long as she had a breath.

The two met, filled with mixed emotions. Now free from the curse, Zhang Lin no longer had any worries and happily accepted Yang Yi.

Lin Yu sighed lightly and asked what love was in the world. Zhang Lin and Yang Yi were once trapped by sects and families, and looked at each other across the river.

Later, for the sake of humanity's future, Zhang Lin, despite knowing he would die, embarks on a journey to defeat the ancient creatures, and Yang Yi is willing to die with him. This sharing of life and death is deeply moving.

After calming down, Zhang Lin pulled Yang Yi over and bowed deeply, saying in gratitude, "Thank you very much, young friend, for rescuing us two."

Lin Yu looked at them, nodded and said: "Your curse has not been completely resolved yet, so you still need to live in seclusion here."

Zhang Lin said in a relaxed tone, "As long as you are not muddle-headed, it's fine. However, there are still a group of death gods who once fought alongside me. I hope you can extradite them here."

Lin Yu nodded readily and agreed. These death gods can serve as jailers in the future and communicate with those who worship the gate of hell.

Soon, a group of black-clad Grim Reapers stepped into the Hell plane, and the infinite power of the curse was absorbed by Hell.

In an instant, hundreds of explosions sounded in Lin Yu's body, and another one hundred and twenty giant elephant particles awakened. In one fell swoop, he possessed the power of three hundred and fifty ancient giant elephants.

"Boom!"

The power in his body was boiling, and Lin Yu's body was about to explode. He could clearly feel that his flesh and blood were becoming more and more tough, his bones were strengthened as if they had been reborn, and his acupoints were shining, and a mysterious transformation was taking place.

The spirit in the acupoints also began to transform, establishing a close connection with the flesh and blood, as if they had merged into one.

The little golden man suddenly moved, and endless golden light burst out, and a set of skills and images were transmitted.

(End of this chapter)