Dragon Blood Demon Soldier

The inner hall was deacon nodded, and his body shape changed suddenly and disappeared in the Conference Hall.

“Just facing the wall for ten days? How could it be so easy to cheap that kid, he is not dead, it is difficult to understand my heart!” The hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, Yang Yuanhai’s eyes were full of insidiousness.

Chapter 153 touches darkness

Dark and windy night, occasionally dark clouds cover.

The dungeon of the Ling Black Tortoise Mansion is divided into 4th layer, and the sect disciple is held in accordance with the level of the foul. At this time, Long Bufan is locked in the 4th Layer with the most serious mistakes.

In the dark cell, occasionally zhi zhi sounds like rats were heard. Long Bufan sat on the cold floor, Five Hearts toward the Heaven. Although the shackles he carried had two 10x Gravity, it could not affect the persistence of Long Bufan cultivation.

In my mind, I kept playing back the scene of fighting Fang Baiyu during the day, studying the laws of artistic conception contained in every move by the opponent.

In the deep black cell, you can’t see your fingers, and the darkness is so depressing. This kind of darkness seems to be able to swallow everything. Any object that blends into it will be swallowed into a part of the darkness, and it is simply difficult to resist the erosion of this darkness.

Long Bufan sits cross-legged, there is no difference between open and closed eyes. In the veins, the dark Origin Force within the body is running in accordance with Long Bufan’s consciousness. The time is rough, and the changes are different.

Endless darkness filled his body, vaguely, Long Bufan realized that his consciousness had entered an emptied Dark Space.

This is like a space shrouded in darkness, there is no rays of light, and even the sound is isolated!

Looking at this emptied Dark Space, Long Bufan’s mood gradually became calm from the initial panic, walking slowly in the darkness, with firm steps.

There seems to be no concept of time here. Time seems to stand still. There is only a silhouette of a young man in the dark, moving forward slowly.

One day, two days, three days…

I don’t know how long it took until a certain moment, Long Bufan’s silhouette suddenly stopped, lifts the head, looking up into the darkness In the void, the deep eyes have a bright color.

Long Bufan’s mouth is slightly raised, I walk in the darkness, but I can’t get rid of the darkness…

Darkness, what is darkness?

The origin of the universe is darkness! And I am a part of the darkness!

As soon as the voice fell, there was only a pause for a few seconds, the emptiness of Dark Space suddenly began to twist, and a black vortex was formed in the Soul Consciousness Sea of ​​Long Bufan, repairing Fang Baiyu’s Black Sword during the day. Trauma of the soul.

Long Bufan separates a ray of Spiritual Consciousness and tentatively touches the black vortex.

Boom–!

The Spiritual Consciousness seemed to have touched the switch, an extremely strange breath spread from the black vortex, slowly began to spread, and spread to the entire space around the cell.

Dark Aura spreads, corrodes all space, and envelopes it in darkness, as if to draw the human soul into the darkness.

After that, Long Bufan only felt a burst of dark energy rushing into his forehead, and his vision changed in an instant. Everything around ten zhang was shrouded in darkness, whether it was still Objects that are moving or moving objects can be sensed clearly.

Even the number of ants crawling on the ground, the number of Long Bufans, can be seen. No, to be precise, this information is all Was automatically transmitted to his mind.

In the dim cell, the dark vortex in the pupils of Long Bufan’s eyes, after the Spiritual Consciousness separated, the dark vortex immediately disappeared and annihilated.

“What happened just now?” Long Bufan was slightly surprised. This is the first time he has entered another strange field in the cultivation mystery.

Long Bufan in thinking seems to have caught something, but feels difficult to figure out. This feeling is extremely mysterious, everything is very mysterious.

Long Bufan didn’t know that in a certain area of ​​Dark Law, he had already touched on the first level. Although he hasn’t really mastered it yet, it’s like a key, opening up his new vision of Martial Dao.

Chapter 154 Innocent Release

“Here all black, no daylight, I don’t know how many days have passed…”

In the silent cell , Long Bufan looked at the dark all around, lightly sighed.

“gu lu ~” hunger strikes, Long Bufan no longer thinks about it, as the saying goes, everything is food, food is also a eater.

The prison rice here is shoddy and difficult to swallow. Long Bufan simply took out the spare jerky from the storage bag, tilted his legs, and chewed with keen interest pleasure. The fragrance was spicy. , Full taste.

This is beef jerky made from beef tendon leg meat. It is not only convenient to carry, but also rich in nutrition and can quickly replenish physical strength. It is a standing dry food for many disciples in the sky continent to experience abroad.

“Squeak~~”

At this moment, the door of the dungeon was opened, and the dazzling rays of light cut through the darkness in the cell like a sharp sword.

Long Bufan, who has been accustomed to the darkness for many days, couldn’t help closing his eyes, watching the deacon of the dungeon’s outer hall and shouting from outside the prison: “The ten-day penalty is full, Long Bufan, you can come out. !”

“Has it been ten days?” Long Bufan was slightly surprised. He thought it was only a day or two. He didn’t expect the sudden enlightenment in the cell cultivation this time. Time flows so fast.

Long Bufan walked out of the prison, and he hadn’t been washed for ten days. A faint beard grew on his face, giving a sense of maturity.

The eyes gradually adjusted to the external light, Long Bufan looked towards the Black Clothed Deacon standing next to him, and asked: “Senior Brother, what punishment do I have next?”

“Do you still want to be punished.” Black Clothed Deacon looked at Long Bufan like a fool, and said indifferently: “You are acquitted.”

“Not guilty?” Long Bufan’s expression Slightly confused, was acquitted just after the dungeon was closed for ten days? Isn’t it a felony to kill the same sect senior and junior brothers? How could it be so light?

Black Clothed Deacon clearly saw Long Bufan’s mood, and said: “You brat good luck, this is an oral statement from Sir Sect Master. Who dares not to follow.”

” It’s Sir Sect Master!”