Artifact Smuggling Specialist

The door of the secret realm reappeared on that wall. For some reason, Zuo Lan glanced back, turned his head mercilessly, pushed open the door that suddenly appeared on the wall, and passed through an empty space. After the darkness, I saw the familiar abyss and the chain bridge above the abyss.

The black rock walls are somewhat similar to Tianyuan, but the cliffs in this place are completely incomparable with Tianyuan, and their scale and momentum are much worse.

That section of the chain bridge, like a thread hanging in the dark night sky, is isolated and dangerous, giving people the illusion that they will wobble and fall down when they walk up.

At the other end of the chain bridge, countless large and small steles stood silently, as if they were looking at Zuo Lan. At this moment, Zuo Lan had a silent dialogue with the forest of steles.The ancestors of the Zuo family's direct lineage, they are such a group of people, with the pride of the direct lineage, born at odds with the collateral branches, and there are many geniuses among them.When they went out for trials, they would put the steles engraved with their names here, which would record the moment when they started to go to glory, and it would also record the moment when their glory ended.

Not long after, Zuo Lan himself will also drop his name into the soil on the other side and engrave it on the stone tablet.

Under the Tao Ran Monument, sat a black and white figure.

Zuo Lan recognized it at a glance, Lincang was very calm as if he was sitting in front of him to bleed and retreat from the clan.

He stepped onto the chain bridge, and there were dark red chains in the darkness, swaying with his movements, with a bit of indescribable danger and loneliness.

In fact, it has always been very strange, why there is such an abyss in the secret realm evolved from the self-space, maybe the ancestor who became the soul sage had eccentricities?

The darkness, the abyss, the chain bridge, the stele forest, and the Tao Ran stele are all very strange things.

When he was walking on the swaying chain bridge, his whole figure became lonely along with the lonely and ancient chain bridge.

In the sky and on the earth, he is alone. There is an abyss under his feet, and the lingering darkness above his head. The road ahead is still very long. On this chain bridge, he cannot turn around. If he turns around, he will definitely fall down.

In this place, Zuo Lan was unable to use his soul power, and was suppressed by something somewhere.

Maybe it's the power left by the ancestors here for generations?

It is a kind of sacredness that cannot be desecrated.

Zuo Lan stood in the middle, at the most curved point of the drooping chain bridge, and quietly closed his eyes.

In the darkness above his head, for some reason, a little bit of starlight appeared. Zuo Lan was completely immersed in an endless realm. That kind of mystery, but was imprinted by this mystery into an inextricable state.

Fragments of light gathered from all directions, like fireflies, entering the center of Zuo Lan's eyebrows, and only Lincang, who was on the opposite side, could see all this.

Zuo Lan closed his eyes with an incomparably solemn expression, but with an unspeakable calmness. When he came in, he was full of evil spirits, but when he came over step by step on the chain bridge, the evil spirit seemed to be suddenly caught by this The breath on the side was cleaned.

Lincang used to come here when he didn't retreat from the clan, because only by sitting there, the strange feeling of restlessness would disappear.

His hair was still half black and half white, and he looked very strange. Against the clothes, he was indescribably evil, but his eyes silently fell on Zuo Lan who was standing in the middle of the abyss.

Most of the time, Lincang just looked at Zuo Lan, watched him slowly learn many things from a scumbag who didn't understand anything, walked out of the Ninth Soul Academy, and slowly stood on the edge of the entire continent. on the stage.This feeling is like watching a small sapling grow up slowly. He is just a bystander who occasionally helps or inflicts disaster, but as long as he looks at it like this, he is already satisfied.

Countless dots of light fell into the center of Zuo Lan's eyebrows and merged into the soul seal, but Zuo Lan's consciousness became more empty.

In a trance, in this deep darkness, there seemed to be a fan singing, hitting his eardrums, making all distracting thoughts disappear, like snow on a sunny day.

All dharmas are empty and empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing...

In Zuo Lan's world, suddenly there was nothing left, and even himself turned into a dissipated dust...

In his sea of ​​consciousness, a piece of gold was shining, but in an instant, after the Sanskrit sound sounded, it turned into a piece of sea blue again, and a snow-white shadow swept across the sky. There was only one back, the wide and simple sleeve robe, flowing Clouds left misty traces, but in just a flash of time, they disappeared without a trace.

Someone said to him, just lie down like this, everything has never started, where did it end?

The body became limp and powerless as if soaked in warm water.

But suddenly, a gust of spiritual wind blew from one end of the abyss to the other, blowing past Zuo Lan's warm body, and awakened him from this mysterious state in an instant.

The first time he opened his eyes, what he saw was Lincang's pair of ice blue eyes, staring at him from under the Tao Ran stele, seemingly ruthless.At this moment, he suddenly felt concerned about his own situation. Standing on the swaying chain bridge, Zuo Lan broke out in a cold sweat.

If he didn't have the spiritual wind just now, and he would fall into this endless misty realm and couldn't get out, he would definitely fall from the chain bridge, who knows what's going on down there.

Zuo Lan took a deep breath, calmed down, and didn't even have time to check what kind of changes had happened to him, so he walked slowly away from the iron chain bridge, stepped on the wobbly iron chain bridge, and went to the other side.

It's just that as soon as he stepped up and landed on the flat ground, he saw the scene——

Lincang.

He suddenly felt that his eyes were pricked by something, but Lincang seemed to be okay, bent his lips slightly towards him, and said, "Don't look, come here, is it that scary?"

Lincang, who was originally wearing a black and white robe, looked as if he had been slashed from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. The blood had already stained half of his white clothes. He looked terrible. The blood stained half of his body, but What's more frightening than this is that this knife mark is covered with blue ice crystals, frozen together with the blood, turning into a light purple color, which looks beautiful, but is actually cruel.

At this moment, Zuo Lan thought of the layer of icy mist around Zuo Qiuyan.

Zuo Lan said shyly, "Did you come to me because you were in such a mess?"

Lincang just stretched out his hand towards him, lowered his eyebrows, and suppressed his laughter, a little low, "I still can't die."

Stretching out his hand to him so naturally, it's almost impossible to refuse, in fact Zuo Lan didn't refuse either, he put his palm into Lincang's hand, and was led by him to sit in Lincang's arms.

Lincang was sitting cross-legged in front of Tao Ran's stele. There seemed to be formations carved around his body, but some scratches were deep and others were shallow. It can be inferred that the person who drew the formations must have had little strength when drawing the formations. The lines are not very strict.Lincang sat in the middle of the formation, with terrible wounds on his body, and blue-purple ice condensed on his body.

When he got close to Lincang, Zuo Lan felt that he was terribly cold, but he was a little suffocated, so he didn't think it was so cold.

Lincang's fingers and face were cold, not to mention the piece of ice in front of him.

Rubbing his chin against Zuo Lan's neck, Lincang's voice was very soft, "It happened so suddenly, I didn't have time to stop it."

"Who?"

Zuo Lan asked very coldly, but also very directly.Now he is basically able to understand the sequence of the whole thing, and everything that happened in contact with the Zuo family is basically inseparable from Zuo Peng and the others.

His finger landed on the ice mark on Lincang's chest, trying to melt it with his own soul power, but found that it didn't work at all, instead his finger was frostbitten by the cold air emerging from the ice surface up.

Lincang grabbed his finger and sighed, "Don't bother, there is a formation below, beyond human power."

At least, as a soul master, he can't do anything yet.

It's just that Zuo Lan still put his finger on it, that familiar feeling...

Shape the soul!

Zuo Lan's eyes were fixed, and he looked at the piece of ice that seemed to be hugged by Lincang, and finally knocked out the true shape of this thing...

It's not ice, but an ice blade, maybe it was still a piece of water when it was slashed towards Lincang, but it turned into an ice blade in an instant, piercing into his body fiercely, and then solidified mixed with blood, It almost grows together with flesh and blood, whether it is pulled out by force or melted directly with soul power, it will hurt the body.

This move was too ruthless, even a thoughtful person like Zuo Lan couldn't think of such a method.

Such vicious means of killing can amplify human suffering a hundredfold.

Zuo Lan could almost imagine the pain this brought, but Lincang's expression did not change at all, and he seemed completely unconscious.

"Being able to use the modeling soul technique to such a state of perfection and perfection...except Xue Bing, who else?"

What Zuo Lan meant was that the person who took action against Lincang had already been confirmed.

Lincang, however, just put his left hand on the ground, and with a light touch, the entire formation began to operate, and countless soul power poured into Lincang's body from all directions, and the ice crystals that pierced into his body began to gradually The earth is getting smaller, although the speed is very slow, but this reduction is already very gratifying.The strength of the soul emperor like Lincang can't solve these things, he can only reduce them slowly, one can imagine how difficult this thing is.

The strength of the other soul emperors seems to be very unfathomable.

He looked into Zuo Lan's frozen eyes, wrapped his right hand around his waist, and said softly, "The Soul Emperor is not all free. Xue Bing didn't mean to hurt me, but there was a reason for it and he had to be hurt."

"What about the patriarch?" Zuo Lan sneered suddenly, looked at Lincang ruthlessly, and then reached out to clasp the hand on his waist. Although the two were extremely intimate and very close, the distance , but suddenly far away.