The sound was like an old copper bell that had been silent for thousands of years and was suddenly ringing. It sounded like a sound of shaking the trees and suppressing the clouds, making it even more thunderous, and then the sound of lingering and shaking between the mountains, rivers, and seas, as if it had been going on for a long time.

Lin Suqing, who was drowsy and almost lost his will, was gradually awakened by his loud sound as if he had broken into a cloud and cracked a stone. His whole body was sore but he didn't feel pain. However, there were two chisels on both sides of the top of his head that kept hitting him, and it hurt like a thin snake inside. He was swelling and stirring up the pain.

The soreness and itchiness of the body of the resister, he climbed up with difficulty, but he couldn't stand steadily, and fell down a few times, but he did not give up. Instead, he tried to stand up over and over again, trying to resist all ordinary and unbearable pain to force himself to stand up straight. Then he found a little bit of reason from his brain that was so painful that it seemed to explode, forcing himself to calm down.

He held his hand behind him, pinched a simple trick and printed it on his spine. A force was straight up along the spine, and then flowed backwards and spread like smoke, eliminating the discomfort on him.

He frowned and looked around the strange and familiar illusion. He was still in all directions, and there was still a sea of ​​swords and fire. He still had a big round on his head, and he still held countless iron chains... On the iron chains above his head, on the cold weapons around him, countless talismans floated like the steaming heat. Those spells that were once incomprehensible on the talismans were painted on them. Now, he could see them all.

But the round table that was settled seemed to have become thinner, and the sea of ​​fire underneath baked it very hot. Moreover, the round table seemed to have shrunk a lot. He re-observed the diameter and indeed it shrunk a lot.

"You don't have to look." The heavy and breathless voice rolled in again, as if it was everywhere, and it seemed to be right beside your ears, right behind you, "Do you know why it's different from before?"

Lin Suqing frowned, his lips were pale and chapped. He pulled out several wounds and leached them. He did not answer, but the voice seemed to see through his heart, and it seemed to be just asking and answering himself.

"Because the more you come into contact with, the stronger your own abilities are, when you are angry, when you are resentful, when you are jealous, when you are lost... you and me... the closer we are."

This time, the voice of "he" was even higher than the previous one. "he" was a little relieved and happy. It was even more bizarre than before.

Lin Suqing was quietly sending a piece of force behind him, and the power injected into his body immediately followed his spine to the top of his head. It hurt so much that a mouthful of salty blood surged into his throat. Such a severe pain was different from the pain caused by poisoning when he woke up. He kept himself awake in this way, and his only rationality reminded him at all times, the cunning of another "him" at this moment.

"You may not know, but you might as well tell you directly. Yes, you can become very powerful. You can suppress me with your own strength, and make me unable to escape the seal, but..." The voice paused, and he did not laugh, but could feel his pleasure from the brief pause. "You will also be like your ancestors. The stronger you are, the closer we will be. Do you still remember your mother? Miya Yuanjun, Danxueshan."

Lin Suqing immediately understood as soon as he thought about it. Perhaps it was inappropriate, but the meaning was the same. He thought of a sentence: One thought of the Buddha, one thought of the evil demon. Yes, but his cultivation became stronger and stronger, then the "he" who released the seal in his body was only in one thought.

It becomes easier to devour him.

"No, it's not devouring, it's us, you and me, who are combined into one." The voice laughed, low and heavy, terrifying.

"Chiyou." Lin Suqing frowned, as if he had never spoken for thousands of years, his voice was as hoarse as a sound rubbing from the stone wall, "That's what it means to call you."

The voice smiled fiercely and said, "You can also call me Lin Suqing." Suddenly, a face suddenly appeared in front of Lin Suqing. It was a face gathered from burning flames, exactly the same as him. The only difference was that the face looked weird and full of hostility.

He immediately said, "You have asked for me."

Lin Suqing's heart was like a mirror. He was different from Chi You. He was Lin Suqing, and Chi You was Chi You. He was not the same one at first, and he would not be the same one after all, but he did not refute.

"How can a mere poison of the stalker to poison me?" Lin Suqing swallowed his dry throat, making his voice more energetic. Chi You and him were straight to the point, and there was no need to be tactful, "You said I was going to die."

The sound of magma rolling thundered the huge cave, and the various weapons inserted into the walls on all sides were roasted by the heat, making orange-red. The weapons were shaking and hitting the sound of heavy blows. Only the round platform where Lin Suqing settled can wait for peace, but it was not calm, but it was not as hot as outside the round platform.

Condemn his desires and his heart is calm, and his mind is clear. Lin Suqing has practiced such a mental method from the scripture given by the second prince, so he can be quiet.

"Death is life, life is death; life is life, death, death, no life, no death." Chi You said with great condolences.

"You also know that I am here to seek rebirth."

"If I don't help you, can you really be reborn?" The face of the flames gathered in front of you smiled grimly, "If you want to awaken the second prince, you will definitely not be able to be reborn."

"The newborn is not all new." Lin Suqing frowned and said, "I am still me, but I am no longer me."

"Since you can see this layer, you should also see that if I don't help you, you will only have real death."

Lin Suqing stepped forward and said calmly: "So I'll come to you."

The face that Chiyou condensed with flames flashed with doubts for a moment, and Russian said evilly: "You use me." His expression was actually filled with relief and joy, and there was no point in blame.

"How can you talk about using small things?" Lin Suqing narrowed his eyes and said with a word in his words, "and then if you agree, you can be considered to be using it."

"You are talking to me?" The face was very happy, "Very good, very good! **, more **"

Lin Suqing was obviously solemn, and his smile could not be seen at all. He said, "It's not about conditions, it's about cooperation, it's about competition."

"Cooperation? Competition?" The face was distorted, full of joy and expectation, not because of what Lin Suqing said, but just because he heard Lin Suqing's ** from these words.

** is the beginning of all destruction, and ** is also the beginning of all rebirth. And he, he and Lin Suqing, the rebirth between them is closely related to destruction. If he is born, I will die, and if he is destroyed, I will die.
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