During the process of Su Lin lifting his arm, his arm was not broken, but when he was put down, his arm was sliced ​​from the fingertips. This was a process that could be observed and understood, but things happened too suddenly, so Su Lin failed to notice the process of slice in time.

For Su Lin, who has the destruction of the front, if he is sliced ​​by a sharp invisible object, everything will be easy to solve.

But if not, the situation will be much more troublesome.

Try again, a voice said to his heart.

Su Lin slowly raised his other hand and then slowly fell in the air. In his perspective, the qi fog remained unchanged, but as the arm fell, the sleeves of the clothes broke from the elbow, and the ring-shaped incision suddenly appeared, and the fracture was very neat.

As the sleeves broke, an extremely sharp thin thread cut into his skin. Although the thread was hundreds of times thinner than the hair and could not be observed with the naked eye, Su Lin relied on the magical powers given by Luo Tianzhenjun to keenly detect the injuries on his body, even if the injuries were extremely minor.

So the existence of this thread was also seen.

His hands continued to fall, and the rest of the sleeves were cut into pieces of circular strips as expected, as if dense, sharp invisible blades were arranged in the air.

It is a troublesome to have an invisible knife, but since it is caused by "force" to cause damage, it can be dealt with by destroying the front.

The key to breaking the deadlock was seen. Once the spell was analyzed, it was no longer terrible. He even felt a little bored. This slow and gradual battle process made him lose his mind.

Although he told him that there were still variables in this battle, he felt that he had seen the ending. This seemed to be a certain process that had been through many times. He had a premonition that there would be a violent vent next.

Is this the last show?

Why would you think of it as a show?

It's so strange.

Su Lin pulled back his thoughts of deviating. In reality, he heard the sound from the altar in the distance.

"Slowly, do you think I can only sit here?"

The Grand Xiu, who was sitting on the altar, slowly stood up. The huge head should have made his center of gravity unstable, but his movements of getting up were very smooth and stable, as if the head had no weight at all.

Su Lin ignored the other party. He raised his right hand and kept pinching his fingers, leaving behind phantoms in the air at a certain interval. During Su Lin's process of pinching his fingers, the invisible blade in the air continued to slash on those fragile fingers.

The invisible slash was carried out silently, as if invisible torture was invisible. Slightly wounds were blooming in various parts of Su Lin's body. The slash that should have been borne by his fingers was borne by his whole body, and the fingers fulfilled its unique mission - writing the password to his future self.

"It's interesting! You are the first one to be able to pinch the complete hand gestures in my magic circle."

The Xiu walked approaching calmly, with his fingers gently hooked, and the yellow talisman behind him soared into the sky and circled and flew behind him.

"fire."

As he gently spit out a word, all the spell fragments scattered at Su Lin's feet burned.

The flames produced by the burning of the yellow talisman were only a moment, and the flames suddenly appeared and disappeared, but as the flames flashed by that moment, Su Lin's clothes exploded like gasoline burning, and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Su Lin looked at his skin expressionlessly, and became charred at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flesh fell off from his body like crisp and hard black charcoal. There was no pain on his face, but a hint of curiosity, as if the burnt body was something interesting.

The great cultivator standing in front of him felt Su Lin's breath. He could sense the other party's vitality, burning out in the raging flames. He "looked" at the real vitality, not the appearance of physical survival.

Once the vitality is exhausted, living creatures should die immediately. This is the unchanging principle between heaven and earth.

This time, he had to see with his own eyes that Su Lin's vitality was completely cut off and to see clearly what magical power the other party was using.

The Overseer looked at the person who was burned to charcoal in front of him, suddenly raised his head, stared at him with his shriveled eyeball, and then moved the corners of his mouth.

He moved, and a silent smile appeared. The facial muscles burned into charcoal strips were separated from the facial bones. His vitality was approaching nothing at this moment.

The next second, Su Lin disappeared under his nose.

Without any signs, the aura in front of him disappeared instantly, and at the door of the sacrifice house, a breath of vitality appeared out of thin air.

The Xiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the door. Su Lin stood there intact, even his clothes were exactly the same as before.

"What kind of magical power is it?" The cultivator felt a sense of crisis that was difficult to describe.

This inexplicable feeling of not knowing nothing makes people feel uncontrollable, just like the promise that has been passed down for thousands of years, it itself represents an extremely bad possibility.

This possibility has been tortured by the Tai Sui clan for thousands of years. The tribesmen have been committed to completely eliminating this tormenting sense of crisis, so that from a long time ago, the Tai Sui clan even began to look forward to the appearance of decreed people in order to infuse the fear and anxiety of the entire tribe into a concrete and real person.

But when this person who condensed the extremely bad possibility really existed in front of him with a concrete real existence, the unknown uneasiness still did not disappear, even increased and continued to increase.

The Daxiu asked himself in his heart, who was the one who had the upper hand in this battle?

He has killed the other party twice and is unscathed. It is probably because he has the upper hand?

Even if it is not, then we should be glad for this. At least the so-called destined person in front of us did not show the incomparable powerful power of moving mountains and filling the sea that they feared. Even if they die here, Lord Chiyou will definitely be able to kill the other party.

But what is this uneasiness? Why does it make people feel so uneasy?

Su Lin stood at the door, which was where he first stepped into the sacrificial house.

In his eyes, the room that was intact last second was now full of yellow talismans on the ground, and the cultivator appeared in front of him for no reason, but there was no obvious wound on the other party's body.

"It seems that the battle has just begun." Su Lin murmured to himself in his heart.

Su Lin saw the phantoms from his last reset at a glance. There were many phantoms overlapping there, but he could easily tell the time when these phantoms were born.

He found that the phantoms were actually pinching hand gestures, and he didn't know any hand gestures and spells at all.

"So that's the case, it's a genius method." Su Lin said.

Su Lin then decrypted the encryption method he most likely adopted. Among the last six deciphered results, five were completely meaningless content, while the sixth message had clear content - moving in the fog and hurting the whole body.

"I understand." Su Lin nodded as if he was enlightened, and felt a little anxious in his heart.

Maybe it's not anxiety, but other emotions...
Chapter completed!