Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

"Old Qing, you are too crazy, you must know that the creator of the Eight Great Skills did not have a good result!"

Zhuge Qing had already found the threshold of comprehension of the unique Wuhou faction that Zhuge Qing had been talking about before, and he was only half a step away from success. He was able to cross this half step as early as last night.

Ambition doesn't disappear, it just grows.

The highest stunt of the little Wuhou School - Sanadhi True Fire.

Not enough to see.

What he, Zhuge Qing, wanted was far beyond Samadhi True Fire, far beyond Fenghou Qimen's stunt.

And these are all hidden in Lin Xiu, what he wants.

It is the strongest self-made warlock skill.

In Qimen, your king is also the position?Then I'll break your door!

Can Divine Machine Hundred Alchemy produce Magical Artifacts like industrialization?Then I will refine an artifact that cannot be copied!

This is my greed, Zhuge Qing!

It doesn't matter if the process is painful, and the ending is dilapidated and dilapidated.

The predecessors can create a strange door after the wind, can create a magic machine, and can comprehend the real fire of samadhi.

Why can't I, the first genius of the Wuhou faction today, not be able to do it.

These desires hidden in Zhuge Qing's heart corroded his heart and his consciousness, and he was gradually attracted by the sea of ​​fire in front of him.

Everything about Lin Xiu may have something he wants behind it.

This obsession urged him to move forward, into the sea of ​​fire.

The vast sea of ​​fire gradually became less red in front of the three of them.

The color circle changes from orange-red to yellow and then to a healthy green.

slowly.

Turned into a permeable cyan.

A series of small hands stretched out from the blue flame, and slowly attacked Zhuge Qing.

An old voice faintly came from the blue flame:

"Come, be my most loyal apostle.".

Chapter 110 Six Interior Tweets

"Old Qing! Old Qing! Wake up!"

Wang was also completely flustered, and the sea of ​​flames in front of him completely mutated into a conscious existence.

At this time, it is not an exaggeration to call it a living thing. It is whispering something, but the king can't hear it clearly.

But Zhuge Qing became more and more excited, obviously its target was Zhuge Qing.

Bewitching him to step into the abyss step by step.

Wang also grabbed him to prevent him from taking another half step forward, but pairs of small hands protruding from the blue ocean entangled him.

The two of them are like two unhatched fish eggs in front of it, and they can be strangled with just a light touch.

"Lin Xiu! Our cultivation base is not enough to touch these things, you should have known this early on, what exactly do you want from us!"

Wang also saw that there was no obsession in Lin Xiu's eyes.

The problem was proposed by Lin Xiu, but it was Zhuge Qing who fell into it. This in itself is an unreasonable thing.

It can only prove one thing, and that is that Lin Xiu actually knew what the interior scene would look like a long time ago, and she also knew how difficult this problem would be for her, so she was able to prevent it in advance.

If it was as he thought, then Lin Xiu must not have asked them in to solve this mystery.

"Let you work hard, not die, so you just need to live."

After Lin Xiu finished speaking, she began to walk forward.

Pairs of small hands also stretched out towards Lin Xiu, longing for his delicious soul.

Wang didn't expect that he was the most normal person inside, so he shouted immediately:

"Don't go there! Are you crazy? As long as your soul is damaged, you can only be a fool if you survive!"

Just being touched by two small hands, Wang Ye suffered severe pain in his soul.

That pair of small hands seemed to be covered with long and thin silver needles, as long as they touched lightly, countless silver needles would pierce straight towards them as if ordered.

This piercing pain stimulated his eyes to turn red.

Zhuge Qing, whom he was holding, had four or five pairs of small hands entangled. It was obvious that Zhuge Qing was already weak and weak, his face was lifeless, and his lips were as white as plaster.

But Wang also clearly felt that the intensity of this push forward was intensified, and the obsession in his eyes was even worse.

Look at Lin Xiu again, already submerged in the endless ocean.

The blue flame surged wave after wave like a wave.

At this time, it is indeed more appropriate to call it the ocean.

Seeing this scene, Wang also gritted his teeth and said:

"You two are crazy, old Qing, don't be depressed, exchange your life for Lin Xiu's life, it's a good deal."

This joke didn't wake up Zhuge Qing, it was more like he was telling it to himself, so that he could lift his spirits and not let his consciousness become blurred.

With a soul strength like Zhuge Qing's, I believe that it only needs to add a pair of hands, and he will be unable to bear it and become a fool.

If you add another pair, then even the soul cannot escape, and the reality can only become a vegetable.

The pressure was on Wang Ye's side. At this moment, he was wrapped around four pairs of little hands.

The cry for help from the soul kept persuading him to let go, if he continued to pull, he would only fall into this inner scene together with himself.

"Old Qing, you bastard, my life is given to you, and in the next life you have to be my cow and horse."...

Wang Ye still couldn't let go, even if he couldn't see hope, he didn't want to let go.

His soul was covered with bruises, and his eyes became blurred.

Zhuge Qing started to feel weak, and muttered in his mouth: I found it, I found it, almost...

The limit was approaching, and the last pair of small hands stretched out towards the necks of the two of them like the scythe of death.

Going one step further, their souls will be left here forever.

There is only one step, their lives are only one step away.

At an inch away, the sickles that were stretched out stopped one after another.

The whole interior seems to be frozen at this frame.

The vast sea has become more and more cruel.

One can vaguely hear a long and deep sound coming from the vast ocean, like a giant beast screaming upwards, the sound is like a fierce beast in the vast deep sea, but the sound line is on the contrary friendly, without any deterrence.

It was accompanied by an intermittent sentence: adventurer...you too...don't you? ...madness!

A big hole was created in the sea, and Lin Xiu walked out calmly.

"Is it possible to only get such a little bit of information from the physical fitness of the exploration, but it is enough."

Lin Xiu sighed, the information was shared, so in fact he only got the tweet and intermittent words.

Of course, this was enough for him, but he was actually aroused by desire at this moment, and almost fell deeply into this ocean, suffocating to death.

Fortunately, Lin Xiu finally awakened herself, and another curse was also responsible for this.

When it wanted to erode Lin Xiu's last trace of consciousness, it suddenly retreated, as if it had encountered its fearful existence.

Zhuge Qing also regained his sanity at this moment.

As soon as he recovered, the pain accumulated in his soul so far came along with him.

"what!!"

The piercing taste, the pain of countless fine needles piercing the brain burst out in an instant.

His already pale face and ferocious expression were no longer human.

His throat was also completely hoarse after the last scream.

But his sanity returned.

Wang also stared at Lin Xiu and said:

"Not yet!"

"Go out." Lin Xiu nodded.

Wang Ye and others immediately jumped out of the inner scene.

The entire interior space instantly shattered, and the sea disintegrated little by little.

It was clearly just a sea of ​​pure color, but Lin Xiu could feel his gaze when she looked back.

and the last sound:

"save..."

Collapsed suddenly.

The empty space shattered little by little, and the familiar forest and the two warlocks who almost died were restored in front of them.

Lin Xiu frowned. After exiting the interior scene, two drops of blood flowed from his nostrils.

His hands also became a little weak.

"It seems that this information is the limit, alas."

I am not satisfied with this result at all. If I can get a little more information, maybe I can play this game better.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiu had to say with emotion:

"Warlock is still very good, predicting the future, amazing."