How the Blackened Male Lead Was Made

Feel.But in the bright light, it was Yan Haorui who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath in the middle of the open space that attracted Jiang Lin's attention the most.

Jiang Lin squinted his eyes as if being dazzled by Yan Haorui, and carefully looked at his handsome face.

He didn't know the cause and effect, let alone that he and Yan Haorui had been separated for a while, but inexplicably, he just felt that he missed Yan Haorui a little, as if something happened before.Let him especially want to be willful once, and wake up Yan Haorui who is adjusting his breath.

This thought flashed by, Jiang Lin didn't move, just stood where he was, waiting for the big change in the power of heaven and earth.

But I don't know why, the scene in front of me is like floating catkins, becoming precarious, floating like water waves.Jiang Lin didn't feel dizzy, or even strange, as if everything was normal.

Jiang Lin had some understanding in his heart, just like a dreamer who occasionally knows that he is in a dream, but he can't wake up and can't get out, but stays in the dream very peacefully, waiting for the next weirdness.

Soon, the scene in front of him calmed down. Jiang Lin looked intently, but he suddenly raised his breath, so nervous that he couldn't help himself—Yan Haorui was still sitting and trying to break through, while a man stood in front of him, stretching out a hand, towards Yan Haorui. Press the forehead.

There is no doubt that Yan Haorui will not even think about his life if this palm is pressed down, let alone a breakthrough!

Jiang Lin panicked, only the hand and the person remained in his eyes, and only the thought of "stop him" remained in his mind.

At that moment, the rest of things, whether it was the air, trees or sunlight, all disappeared in Jiang Lin's eyes, turning into black and white lines, simplified, disappeared, and instantly weathered.

Jiang Lin just stretched out his hand—but he touched that hand, across a distance of [-] meters, and touched it.

He wasn't surprised in his heart, as if it was a matter of course, he just increased the strength in his hand, as if he wanted to crush the man's wrist.

The man retreated as if his hand was burned, and stretched out his other hand to hold the wrist that Jiang Lin touched. inferior.

But Jiang Lin didn't bother to care about the difference in strength between them, so he first looked back at Yan Haorui, seeing that he was safe and fine, and then went to look at that person.

But just this one glance made him stunned, the blood all over his body flowed backwards to his head, his hands and feet were cold, and his lips were trembling - this person...has the same face as him!

Jiang Lin subconsciously wanted to back up, but before he moved, he remembered that Yan Haorui was behind him. He wanted to stop, but lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.

He staggered and stood up straight, looked at the opposite person with some horror, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

How do you ask this question, do you say "Why do you look like me"?

This question doesn't need to be said by God, Jiang Lin can figure it out by himself, the answer is too obvious for him to dare to say it.

The person on the opposite side sneered with Jiang Lin's face, but there was a bit of power in his expression, "Hmph, no wonder they dared to fight against me, it turned out to be you."

Jiang Lin swallowed, although he still felt a little strange, but he didn't intend to talk nonsense, as long as he wanted to hurt Yan Haorui, he had to——

What do you want?

kill?

Jiang Lin clenched his fists, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

But his body standing in front of Yan Haorui didn't shake at all. No matter what, it was his bottom line not to hurt Yan Haorui.

The man on the opposite side snorted coldly and raised his hand.

Jiang Lin suddenly felt his body tense, and the pressure around him was like the deep sea, squeezing his bones and oppressing his blood, as if to crush him into powder.He seemed to be able to hear the creaking sound coming from his body, sharp and piercing.

But he is not afraid.

He took a long, deep breath and raised his hand.

Mozun didn't break the trident environment, but kept his mind on Jiang Lin. He believed that when Jiang Lin had his last breath left, he would still have time to make a move.Relying on his own strength, Mo Zun is quite leisurely and leisurely - he must be anxious at the beginning if he doesn't care about it, then he will be chaotic!

But there is always retribution for Taitoda.

Mozun stood up abruptly under the sudden sense of oppression, his eyes were a little bloodshot.This degree of oppression can already threaten him!

He subconsciously summoned the aura of heaven and earth to relieve the pain, but was shocked to find that there was no aura in the entire hall!

Jiang Lin succeeded!

59 The Fourth World (Twenty)

The two cultivators of the Tian Zong Sect during the tribulation period have been very entangled recently. In fact, it is no wonder that they are small-minded. No one can stand the movement or the fluctuation in the backyard every day.Furthermore, they are the only two remaining cultivators of the Tianzong Sect during the tribulation period, and the one who was let in was not worse than them. What made them even more frightened was that, judging from the fluctuations in the back mountain, the one who didn't know the name No one's strength during the tribulation period is getting stronger and stronger.Just the aura fluctuations caused by it made them terrified.

But they are the ones who invite people back to the mountain gate, so they can't interrupt their cultivation.

"Brother, what is he going to do? This kind of fluctuation..." One of them showed a worried expression.

"It seems that it is, breaking through the Mahayana stage...We two brothers have tried hard for 500 years but failed." The other sighed deeply, "It seems that there is still no chance."

The first person to speak glanced at Houshan, sighed together, and continued to practice penance.

It has to be said that once Yan Haorui went all out to practice, his speed was really very fast, far faster than the imagination of ordinary practitioners.His three months of penance were very effective, although he looked miserable, his clothes were torn, and the ground around him was also pitted by the wave of spiritual energy.In the open area of ​​retreat, only Yan Haorui's skin was clean, with a faint whiteness in the moistness, exposed through the tear in the clothes, it looked extraordinarily clean.

Of course, if it's just this level, practitioners all over the world would like to be dirty, as long as they can advance to the Mahayana stage.

In fact, Yan Haorui's suffering during this period cannot be seen from the surface at all.

Due to his unrestrained absorption of spiritual energy for his own use, Yan Haorui's skin cracked several times, and his whole body became bloody, and then the spiritual energy was repaired for him bit by bit, and he absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy again... How many days has he practiced, this How many times is the process repeated.The pain of the body cracking, the itching of the skin growth, all can make people crazy.

But Yan Haorui didn't feel the same, even his expression didn't change.

In the past three months, the luster on the surface of the spear has long been lost, and it has become black, but the sense of threat has not diminished. The change is like a sharp sword, which has become a soul-stirring sword. Like a black hole.

And the bottom of the spear was held in Yan Haorui's hand, and electric lights flashed from time to time where it touched Yan Haorui's skin.

There was no sign of everything, Yan Haorui's sitting posture did not change, and he didn't even move his hair, but the spiritual energy fluctuations in the mountain behind Tianzongzong suddenly became stronger.The sky was getting dark, and the strong wind hung the trees mercilessly, blowing off the leaves one by one, and everything seemed restless.

At the beginning of the change, the two cultivators of the Tianzong Sect opened their mouths in surprise, looked at each other in horror, and quickly rushed towards the back mountain.

Yan Haorui still closed his eyes tightly, but his face was pale and his brows were tightly wrinkled, as if he was enduring some severe pain.

The inheritance he has accepted is enough to let him know that the way to ascend to the Mahayana stage is from gathering to dispersing. He has reached a certain point, as if he would breathe in a little bit of spiritual energy, and he would explode and die.He waited for this critical point for three months, but when it came, Yan Haorui found that he still underestimated the breakthrough.

He is like a balloon that is inflated to the extreme, if a little more air is blown in, there will be no complete body left, but he can't stop, even if there is no skin, flesh and bones left, he can't stop .

His soul, which has already entered the Mahayana stage, can't even get the slightest clue about Jiang Lin. He can't perceive whether Jiang Lin is in danger, whether he is suffering, or whether he has suffered a crime... This kind of ignorance of Jiang Lin's situation, Yan Haorui was about to be driven crazy.

Now even if he was told to continue practicing, the whole world would be destroyed, and he couldn't stop - he couldn't touch Jiang Lin's world, if it was destroyed, it would be destroyed, it was meaningless.

Yan Haorui has long been bewitched, from body to soul, paranoid to the point of incomprehension, extreme to the point that no one can understand.

But if Bewitching can advance quickly and find Jiang Lin quickly... what does Bewitching have to do with it?Yan Haorui opened his eyes, looking at the robbery clouds slowly gathering in the sky, his eyes were scarlet like never before.The black devilish energy spread out from his body and gradually spread out. After touching the spear, it merged with the spear strangely, and the black became more and more intense.

This ominous black is centered on Yan Haorui, spreading at an incredible speed, and the things it touches, the stones turn into powder, the plants turn yellow, and the flying insects rustle down... Only a dead area is left .

As the blackness spread, Yan Haorui's aura became stronger and stronger until he could compete with the Jieyun that covered the sky and the sun.

What Jiang Lin saw was this dead zone, and the deadest Yan Haorui in the dead zone.

60 Fourth World (21)

Mozun stood behind Jiang Lin, with some approval in his expression, "It's very decisive."

Jiang Lin glared at him, forced himself not to swear, and vomited to death, thinking that indeed the world view was different, and he was worried to death, and it would be a fruitless decision in Mozun.

He rubbed his hands impatiently, but hid his aura well so that Yan Haorui would not find out.Now that things have developed to this point, it is meaningless to interrupt Yan Haorui's breakthrough.