Peerless Sword God

"What."

Both Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Although the God of True Spirit has a certain spirituality, the spirituality in his eyes at this moment cannot be concealed, as if there is a real god coming.

If that were the case, Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King would not be so surprised. The important thing is that this true spirit god clearly has a majestic pressure acting on the two of them. This pressure is extremely terrifying. Lin Chen and The Phantom Demon King groaned and stood motionless, his whole body locked by an aura, unable to move.

"What's going on? The little tripod in my mind..."

Lin Chen's face was gloomy and uncertain. He had fought with the Phantom Demon King before and didn't notice what was going on in his mind at all. However, the two small cauldrons collided silently. If it hadn't made a buzzing sound, Lin Chen might not have been able to do so now. Known.

When two small tripods collide, the sculpture of the True Spirit God changes!

There is clearly a connection between the two.

"Is it possible that there is also a small cauldron inside the sculpture of the God of True Spirit?"

According to what You Longzi said before, Xiaoding has nine statues in total. He has only obtained two of them now, and there are still seven missing. However, this idea only existed in his mind for a moment, and then was killed again.

If there really is a small cauldron in this sculpture of the God of True Spirit, it would be that the small cauldron rushes out of the God of True Spirit. Instead, the sculpture of the God of True Spirit has piercing eyes, as if it is not a sculpture but a real person. .

The huge coercion crushed Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King, leaving the two of them standing there, unable to move.

The Phantom Demon King was flustered and his eyes were full of fear. He never imagined that this sculpture of the God of True Spirit would have such a big reaction, especially the pressure released from the God of True Spirit. He felt that it was stronger than that of the Heavenly Demon Xuanzun. It was terrifying, as if standing in front of him were countless Heavenly Demon Xuanzuns, all crushing them down with their momentum.

The center of the ninth floor.

The majestic, tall, mountain-like True Spirit God's huge eyes glanced at the Phantom Demon King, and then fell on Lin Chen. Those blazing eyes seemed to be able to see through Lin Chen.

Swish~~

Being stared at by the God of True Spirit, Lin Chen felt strands of cold sweat suddenly spread out on his forehead, and the endless pressure was crushing down, making him unable to even breathe.

"What on earth is this? Is the sculpture of the True Spirit God real?" No one knows that this sculpture of the True Spirit God will have such a change. Even the True Spirit Clan members don't know this.

Whoops!

The sculpture of the God of True Spirit suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed into the endless void, but couldn't catch anything. At the same time, a thought came through: "Shenmen, Shenmen..."

This thought was very simple and superficial, but under this thought, both Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King turned pale, opened their mouths and spat out a mouthful of blood, their eyes instantly turned red, and they felt as if their heads were going to explode.

"Life and death, light and darkness, time and space, the eight wastelands of the universe, thousands of worlds, the eternal spirit of heaven, the road to the divine door..."

One after another, thoughts were transmitted, acting on Lin Chen and Huan Mo Wang. With every word, they both felt that their souls could not bear it and were about to burst.

"Ah~~"

Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King both roared with red eyes, but because of the huge coercion, they could only stand motionless and unable to move.

I don't know how much time passed, but gradually, the headache in my mind slowly disappeared, and the huge pressure was also gone.

I don't know when, the huge sculpture of the God of True Spirit turned into a lifeless sculpture again, except that one of its huge arms was frozen in the motion of grabbing into the air, proving the existence of what just happened.

"Huh, what's going on? The sculpture of the True Spirit God can actually release such huge pressure." Lin Chen exhaled loudly, his eyes still red.

The same goes for the Phantom Demon King on the other side. He looked at the sculpture of the God of True Spirit in horror. If he was given another chance, he would never come to this place again. The momentum of the sculpture of the God of True Spirit just now gave him the feeling that he might be killed at any time. The feeling of death is countless times more terrifying than facing the Demon Xuanzun.

Both Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King stayed where they were, resting and had not yet woken up from the shock just now.

With a buzzing sound, a burst of colorful light suddenly shot out from the sculpture of the God of True Spirit. The light enveloped the entire ninth floor, making it look extremely bright and gorgeous.

At the same time, there was another pressure that enveloped them. It was the same pressure as before. It was extremely huge and crushed Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King. Their hearts trembled and they could not move their bodies.

The only difference is that the previous pressure crushed the body directly, making the body unable to move, while this pressure crushed the soul, as if the soul had been severely injured.

There is a slight difference between the two, but no matter what the difference is, Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King can't bear it.

The multicolored light radiated directly to the entire ninth floor. At the same time, in the head of the sculpture of the God of True Spirit, along with the multicolored light, a golden tissue paper suddenly appeared, floating in the air, facing Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King. .

Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King both noticed this, but at this moment, the huge pressure was crushing their souls. It was extremely difficult for them to raise their heads, let alone take a closer look at what was on the golden tissue paper.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Even though Lin Chen's little sword of will was formed, under this huge pressure, he couldn't help but his eyes turned red.

"Ah~!!!" The Phantom Demon King screamed silently, his eyes were like bloodshot.

Time passed by little by little, and half an hour had passed before the pressure was relieved little by little. As the pressure was relieved, a ray of golden light suddenly shot out from the golden paper floating in the air, covering Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King, forming a huge shield that covered the two of them.

Buzz!

The two shields just covered the two of them, and suddenly the pressure that crushed them disappeared. I only felt a sense of relief in my heart, and the whole person staggered as if he had lost his strength and almost fell.

"Hu, hu~"

Both Lin Chen and the Phantom Demon King were breathing heavily, with a look of extreme fear.

"Lin Chen, look over there." At this time, You Longzi's voice came.

Hearing this, Lin Chen hurriedly looked over, and immediately saw the golden paper floating in the air. His eyes shrank, and he said in surprise: "The Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple is the soul cultivation method of the True Spirit Clan!"

The soul cultivation method of the True Spirit Clan is the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple. Lin Chen has also heard about this, and many members of the True Spirit Clan have practiced the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple, but most of them only practiced ordinary ones.

"The complete Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple!" When Lin Chen discovered that the golden paper was the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple, the Phantom Demon King also noticed the golden paper.

The two of them had extremely deep cultivation bases, and they could see the extremely detailed patterns and fonts on the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple at a glance.

"It is indeed the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple. I didn't expect that the soul cultivation method of the True Spirit Clan would appear at this time. Good, great!" The Phantom Demon King's eyes were fiery. He originally thought that after the will of the Demon Xuanzun was killed by Lin Chen, the soul cultivation method of the True Spirit Clan would never be obtained again, but he didn't expect that the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple cultivation method would appear at this time.

This means that Tianmo Xuanzun will no longer be furious. As long as he offers this method of cultivating the crimson purple eight wastelands, he will be valued by Tianmo Xuanzun.

After looking at the Phantom Demon King, Lin Chen's face darkened. Now that he and the Phantom Demon King saw the crimson purple eight wastelands at the same time, it might be very troublesome to snatch them away. After all, the strength of the Phantom Demon King is much stronger than Lin Chen.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the Phantom Demon King subconsciously flew towards the golden paper, but less than half a meter away, it seemed to hit a huge shield. Under the rebound force, the Phantom Demon King was directly knocked out.

"Huh?" Lin Chen was startled, and one hand reached out to touch the shield in front of him. Sure enough, there was a circular shield on his body, limiting his body to a range of one meter.

"Before, the God of the True Spirit suddenly appeared, and now there is a shield. What's going on?" Lin Chen was full of doubts.

"Lin Chen, things may not be that simple. There must be some secret hidden in the True Spirit God of the True Spirit Clan." You Longzi said in a deep voice. Under the two huge pressures before, You Longzi also felt a huge pressure and did not dare to show up.

Hearing You Longzi's words, Lin Chen's heart moved immediately, as if he had grasped something.

According to You Longzi, there is a secret hidden in the True Spirit God of the True Spirit Clan, and the sculpture of the True Spirit God suddenly has a huge change. One of the reasons is because of the small tripod in his mind. Now Lin Chen has observed that the two small tripods in his mind have recovered from the original collision state.

Why did the two small tripods suddenly collide?

Why did the sculpture of the True Spirit God undergo a huge change when the small tripods collide, causing the appearance of the crimson purple eight wastelands.

There is also the behavior of the sculpture of the True Spirit God and his thoughts.

"God's Gate... What is the God's Gate?" Lin Chen frowned, "Life and death, light and darkness, time and space, the universe, the myriad worlds, the eternal sky, the road to the God's Gate... What does this sentence mean?"

"Could it be that when the two small tripods collide, the God's Gate will appear? Well, as for the God's Gate, will it be similar to the four doors in the Youlong Sword Space?"

Lin Chen was full of doubts, but he couldn't understand it, so he could only guess.

"Don't worry about what the words mean, first find a way to get the soul cultivation method, otherwise the Phantom Demon King has left." Youlongzi said in a deep voice.

"Hmm? He can't leave." Lin Chen turned his head and looked. When Lin Chen was thinking just now, the Phantom Demon King frantically attacked the shields that covered the two of them. The shields were extremely powerful and could not be broken no matter how the Phantom Demon King attacked.

After the continuous attacks, the Phantom Demon King paused strangely, his eyes looked at the golden paper in the air with fiery eyes, and then he sat cross-legged in the air as if he began to comprehend.

"I just felt it. Unless you master the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple, you can't break this shield. This shield is formed by an invisible soul, which contains the thoughts of many ancient powers." You Longzi said, "Lin Chen, the Magic King has begun to comprehend. You should also comprehend it as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he completes the comprehension ahead of time, he will seize the Eight Desolations of Crimson Purple's cultivation method."