"Su Yang, you can't enter the demon-turning corridor"

Life and death are at stake. Even though Nie Renkuang pointed to the extremely dangerous thing in the demon-turning corridor and killed Su Yang and escaped, he didn't care about this much at this moment.

“It’s a pity that it’s late”

Su Yang said coldly: "You have known where the Ancestor Secret Library is, but you have not opened it yet. There must be a reason. If what I expected is not right, it is because of the demon-transforming corridor leading to the Ancestor Secret Library."

After hearing this, Nie Renmao was crazy. The guy in front of him was still a human being. He could use some fragmented information to piece together the real reason why he had never released the secret library of the ancestors back then.

However, Su Yang's next words shocked him even more speechless.

"But since I have reached this point, I no longer have the idea of ​​retreating. No matter how dangerous the demon-turning corridor is, I will still make a breakthrough. Given the situation I am in now, if I don't have the secret library of the ancestors, it will be useless even if I can save my life. Some things are done without knowing that they cannot do it, because there are too many people or things behind this matter, and you may not be able to understand it."

Before Su Yang finished speaking, he had cut off his connection with Nie Renkuang, leaving this old devil who had been calculating in a hysterical roaring in the fire net formed by the innate Dao flames.

At the same time, the light shining from the teleportation array suddenly flashed and dimmed. Su Yang felt his body lightening, and the scenery in front of him switched, and the next moment he was already in another place.

Almost exactly the same as the teleportation array that Su Yang had activated before. At this moment, he was standing in the center of three teleportation columns. The difference is that the scenery is more than ten feet away in front of him.

It was the entrance of a huge corridor that looked like an abyss. A terrifying black demonic energy lingered in front of the corridor, intertwined into terrifying and bloody hell tragic phenomena. The changes were unreasonable, and sometimes there were shadows of demons of different shapes.

Danger, this is the first feeling when Su Yang faces this terrifying corridor. It has been a long time since Su Yang has been facing the Black Soul Ancestor and the strange beast that has been in action for thousands of years in the secret realm.

However, as Su Yang and Nie Renkuang said before, he must enter it, because with the complex situation of the Wuji Demon Sect, if Su Yang's current cultivation strength alone could no longer achieve what he wanted to do, and it would be difficult to rescue his precious daughter.

Su Yang, who had already firmly believed in it, just looked at it for a moment and rushed out and rushed straight to the demon-turning corridor in front of him.

The twelve great destruction thunder lamps were sacrificed by Su Yang at the first time. This attack-defense magic weapon has been completely refined by Su Yang. Once sacrificed, Su Yang was enveloped in a faint blue-gold defensive light curtain. Even if an ordinary half-step Nascent Soul cultivator wants to break through this layer of defense, it is not easy.

In addition, Su Yang also used the true realm Thunder Battle Armor to add his body, and the strong body at the peak of the twelve-level body refining is unobstructed, just like a god of war descending to the earth.

With the combination of the two, Su Yang's own defense has reached at this moment. I'm afraid even if the Nascent Soul Cultivator saw it, he would have to praise it. As for the Jindan monk, he would not have the idea of ​​fighting with Su Yang at all. This is simply an indelible turtle shell.

The moment he stepped into the demon-turning corridor, Su Yang felt an extremely evil and cold aura surged from all directions, as if he wanted to assimilate all things in the world into a part of it.

The feet were even more like a slumber. With his strong body at the peak of the twelve-level body, he was also struggling. If he were a cultivator of the same level, he would probably have no way to continue just a few steps.

As he was thinking about the whole story, Su Yang did not slow down, but instead accelerated his pace, because he obviously felt that this strange and inexplicable evil aura was constantly intensifying, and even tried to break through the defensive light of the Thunder Light and drill into his body.

The defensive light curtain that is enough to resist the attack of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator shows signs of being unable to resist. This is a situation that Su Yang has never encountered before. If he fights with others and attacks me and defends, there will always be a process of showing the rules, and then there will be a possibility of defense being broken.

But now in this demon-turning corridor, there is nothing to attack Su Yang. Just a strange aura caused the defense built by Su Yang to gradually collapse and melt, which is simply incredible.

Finally, after a hundred breaths, the defensive light curtains built by the twelve Great Destroyer Lights collapsed under the invasion of this evil and sinister aura that was unaware of. The magic weapon itself was restrained and suddenly became much dim, as if it was filthed by something, and it could not be used for sacrifices anymore.

Su Yang had no good idea about this, because he had never encountered or even heard of this phenomenon. He could only continue to advance forward with his teeth, hoping to quickly walk out of this dangerous corridor like a bottomless pit.

But before, because the defensive light curtain of the Great Destroyer Light had resisted Su Yang the evil aura coming from all directions, he didn't feel it much, but now the magic weapon is dirty and the defensive light curtain is gone, Su Yang must face the strange aura that is constantly invading.

With such a strong body, his whole body shivered, and his whole body was like an ice cave falling from the sea of ​​consciousness. Several demons emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness.

The demons born in Su Yang's sea of ​​consciousness were manifested, and they showed their ferocious and vicious nature. They opened their mouths wide and revealed their white and sharp teeth, and frantically devoured the Yuanhun consciousness in Su Yang's sea of ​​consciousness. They swallowed them like a long whale sucking water, and they swallowed a lot in a moment.

"Can these demons be transformed by the strange and inexplicable evil aura here?"

Su Yang's expression was full of shock and did not dare to hesitate at all, so he entered the sea of ​​consciousness by himself, manifesting a Dharma body, and the seal in his hand changed frequently, and the word "decision" popped out in his mouth like a dragon roaring a tiger.

The word "心" suddenly sounded thunder, and a series of five magical golden arrows that were transformed into reality dragged out a long light tail, which was extremely fast, and was directly at the moment when the naked eye was unable to distinguish. The five demons were swallowing wildly in Su Yang's consciousness.

The five demons were caught in the arrow, and their bodies were all stagnant, and they showed a look of struggle in their expressions. Their swirls and swallowing behavior stopped, as if someone stopped the time, leaving them all locked in this moment.

Seeing this scene, Su Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, secretly glad that he had created the "Shen Divine Skill" attacking magic power that specializes in spiritual consciousness as the source. Otherwise, he wouldn't know how to deal with these demons who had invaded his sea of ​​consciousness without warning.

However, in a blink of an eye, more than ten demons suddenly appeared in Su Yang's sea of ​​consciousness, and like the previous five demons imprisoned by the Divine Skill, they greedily devour Su Yang's consciousness soul.

He once again urged the magic to calm the gods and almost exhausted Tai's semi-divine consciousness. Su Yang just solved these demons.

An unknown premonition emerged in my mind.

"Oh no, these demons can't be killed, but my spiritual consciousness has a limit. If this continues, once the spiritual consciousness is exhausted, the sea of ​​consciousness will definitely fall into the mouths of these demons who devour the Yuanhun consciousness. Not to mention birth or death, the sea of ​​consciousness will fall, and there is only one result, that is, to become a ghost thing that is the same as these demons."

"You must find the source before the spiritual consciousness is exhausted, otherwise today it will be the day when you die."

With the "Status-Concentration Technique", Su Yang condensed the remaining few spiritual consciousness into a stream, gritted his teeth and poked it out of the sea of ​​consciousness, spreading around like an octopus.

Those endless evil auras were like vines, crazily entangling the spiritual bundles released by Su Yang, making Su Yang unable to explore a wider range. Even if he had done his best, he could only sense a situation of more than a hundred feet in a radius.

Suddenly, a hundred feet away from Su Yang's left hand, he locked a black and ink-like monster with his spiritual sense, and clearly felt that it was filled with endless evil spirits that made people madly fall.

Su Yang had no time to allow himself to think about it. He had flew towards the place where the strange object was based on his subconscious decision.

"If this thing is the source of everything, it will ruin it, and perhaps it will be difficult to solve the danger."

But just as Su Yang was about to approach the strange object, the dark and dull road suddenly appeared in the dark figure that Su Yang was most familiar with.

The man was wearing a torn Taoist robe, his eyebrows were full of wild and unrestrained. He was tied to his waist with a green vine gourd full of mottled wine stains, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Zai, when you see your teacher, why are you running so anxiously?"

The sound of a little vicissitudes was remembered, especially the sound of "Yangzi" made Su Yang tremble all over. If it weren't for the slightest hint of clarity in his heart, he would have knelt down to the ground immediately and kowtowed to the teacher Xie Emperor Xiang Yutian, who led his hand to the peak of martial arts.

"How could Master, he, be here? It must be the devil." Su Yang bit his tongue suddenly, and with the help of the pain, he kept as awake as possible.

"Why, do you still want to attack your master? Could it be that you forgot who brought you out of Qinjia Village in Lingnan, passed on your peerless martial arts, and left all of Yang Gong's treasures to you?" Xiang Yutian saw Su Yang rushing towards him, and there were signs of attacking him, and he couldn't help but look sad.

Su Yang stopped in front of him. When he heard Xiang Yutian mention the past, his eyes were moist, his expression was full of struggle, and there were almost signs of collapse.

Xiang Yutian, who was on the other end, couldn't help but show a kind and kind smile and said, "Yangzai, my teacher knows that you are a good child. Come and talk to me. You and I haven't seen each other for a thousand years. I really want to know how you have come along the way."

But unexpectedly, Su Yang was about to believe Xiang Yutian's appearance, but because of the former's words, he woke up instantly. A sharp murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and a fierce punch hit the thunder, directly piercing a huge blood hole into Xiang Yutian's chest.

"What my master doesn't like most in his life is good people, and he has never called me a good child."

Looking at the "Master" whose black demonic energy was scattered at the fist peak, Su Yang murmured: "Good child, that's just that when I was young, I hope Master calls me that, you know nothing."

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Chapter completed!