Chapter 150: Demon Spiritual Power

The taste of confinement is really unbearable, and the nightmare-like feeling is that Amu has some heart palpitations. The power of coercion is definitely a nightmare between monks of different ranks.

However, the only fortunate thing at this time was that the brilliance of the Battle Spirit Ancient Lantern at the center of Amu's eyebrows was still there, and it was not affected in the slightest. I saw a red vein spread out, reflecting Amu's body, and this red vein was like a layer of blood-red holy light on Amu.

"Poof-", as if unlocking the soul! Amu's imprisoned power was broken.

Amu raised his eyebrows, wanting to do his best to urge the black rattan again. The demon's cultivation power poured into the palm of his hand, turned into a black light, and went straight to the black rattan again.

However, although Amu's demonic cultivation power is powerful, as soon as he touches that black qi, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, and there is no news. The connection between Amu and the black rattan was almost severed by the black qi. At this time, Amu could no longer control the black rattan.

"Whoosh-" At this moment, I saw a dragon roar suddenly coming from the black rattan, and then the black mang made a big move, suddenly turned into the shape of an oolong, broke free from the entanglement of the black gas, and flew back to Amu's side, but it was still in the shape of a rattan.

Buzzing and whispering, black rattan circles around Amu, circling and flying.

"Automatic Protector?" Regarding this black rattan, Amu has always been incomprehensible, not to mention that he can't even see the origin of this black rattan.

Such a thing as an automatic protector appeared in the Northern Cold War a few years ago, when Amu was still a beginner, but since Amu's cultivation improved, the black rattan rarely acted independently. It seems that this time it did meet a strong opponent.

What the hell is that? Amu frowned. can invalidate one's demonic sense and demonic intent, can entangle black rattan, and can also imprison one's demonic cultivation body in the form of coercion.

What could it be?' Amu thought quickly.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Amu's mind, and then his face changed suddenly.

"Could it be that it's the spiritual power of the devil!" In an instant, Amu suddenly brightened. In addition to the demon's spiritual power, Amu couldn't think of anything that Liliang could do.

Demon spiritual power, that is a higher order than Amu Xiu's demon cultivation power. Or that spiritual realm-level demon cultivator should have liliang. The person who has such a liliang can be said to be one in ten thousand years.

Amu's magic sense can break the divine consciousness of monks of the same level, and his demon cultivation power is also better than that of monks of the same level, which is also the reason why Weishenme Amu can often fight beyond the level.

Under normal circumstances, it is very difficult for ordinary monks to fight beyond the ranks, sometimes it is simply impossible, and the difference in rank is an iron law.

In the final analysis, Amu can constantly challenge the level because he cultivates the Ancient Desolate Demon Sutra with the body of a demon cultivator, and the second is because he has a magic weapon that others cannot match.

But if Amu encounters the demon's spiritual power, then he can be regarded as having met his nemesis. Before entering the spirit realm, Amu was at an absolute disadvantage.

Just like Fang Cai, that demonic spiritual power can wipe out all the advantages of Amu as a demon cultivator. Demonic Intent, Demon Sense, Demon Cultivation, and even the Demonic Dao Spells on the Ancient Desolate Demon Sutra may all be ineffective attacks.

Magical treasures such as black rattan and coffin remnants may also be affected by them, and they cannot exert their full power.

"Demon spiritual power! Demon spiritual power!" Amu whispered repeatedly in his heart, being able to encounter this kind of liliang was something Amu never expected.

"Is this the Demon Killing Array specially set up by the Ancient Demon Cultivators, or have there been other Spirit Realm Demon Cultivators here?" At this time, Amu suddenly remembered the person who had passed six levels in a row, imprisoned all the fantasy birds, and might have entered the seventh level of the secret realm.

"Is that person a demon cultivator?Spirit Realm Demon Cultivator?" Thinking of this, Amu's heart was shocked, how powerful would a demon cultivator who entered the Spirit Realm be? If he had two magic weapons like himself, then it was estimated that he would be extremely difficult to beat.

At this time, the eighty-one pillars of zaijian that turned from white to black, the rolling demonic qi rose, and the black pressure was like a dark cloud pressing down on the city.

Although it was blessed by the red rays of the Ancient Lantern of the Battle Spirit, this demonic energy containing the spiritual power of the demon still made Amu feel depressed, just like an ordinary cultivator who encountered the coercion of the spiritual realm. This is the level suppression of the same demon cultivator, and Ren Amu can't change it.

Now the only thing Amu can rely on is the Battle Soul Ancient Lantern and the Forbidden Map Technique, and other attacks may be invalid in the face of the demon's spiritual power.

Through the Ancient Lamp of the Battle Soul, Amu can also summon the Ancient War Spirit to fight, but for the time being, Amu does not want to use these ultimate means.

As soon as his mind moved, the flame of the lamp at the center of Amu's eyebrows swayed, and a wisp of fire of war spirit floated in the center of Amu's eyebrows. Don't underestimate this Battle Spirit Fire, if you have enough liliang control, it can be enough to destroy a continent, or even more.

"Scatter!" Ah Mu shouted violently, and the fire of the battle soul at the center of his eyebrows emitted ten thousand ways like blood-red rays, which was a liliang that destroyed the world and destroyed the earth.

These ten thousand red rays, like a sharp sword soaring into the sky, went directly to the pillar of ninety-nine eighty-one skulls, and they wanted to burn all this and break through the dark clouds in the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom—" The sky thundered. The light of the Ancient Lamp of the Battle Spirit collided with the cloud of demons formed by the pillar of the skull, and endless muffled thunder and lightning lit up in the array.

"Boom-" Hongmang collided with those skull demon pillars, and the tyrannical Liliang formed countless whirlpools, and the entire array was almost torn apart.

Amu was almost unstable in this formation, although the black rattan took the initiative to resist most of Liliang, but the remaining demonic spiritual power was not something that Amu could resist.

"Click-click-"

These eighty-one magic pillars were constantly broken by the Liliang of the Battle Soul Fire, and many of the pillars were burned with raging fires. And in the midst of the fire, you can hear the strange roars and roars of countless strange beasts, and then there are constantly demon spiritual powers gushing out, but they are all swallowed by the flames of the ancient lamp of the battle soul, and these magic pillars can no longer be repaired.

The magic pillars were broken one after another, and this strange beast ancient array gradually disappeared. The blood-red light of the Ancient Lamp of the Battle Spirit burned everything, and finally burned everything.

As soon as the formation dispersed, Amu actually knelt on the ground, his body was almost torn, and the pain around his body was thousands of times worse than the pain of Wang Jue's whipping. If it weren't for the Immortal Bone Demon Body, it is estimated that Amu would have been unable to support it for a long time.

"Wow-wow-" squirted several mouthfuls of blood, and the blood soaked Amu's foreheart.

At this time, Amu's face was as pale as paper. In the first battle, Amu's demonic cultivation power was almost exhausted, and it was completely suppressed later. Although he broke out of the formation with the Battle Spirit Ancient Lamp, the power of the collision in that array caused him to suffer a great blow!

The Dan Sea was churning, and the demonic qi was unstable! Amu's demonic intent and demonic sense were all restrained, and at this time, his eyes were tingling, and his head was about to split. This time, Amu's injury was second only to the one he fought against the Ancient War Spirit in the land of the South Abyss.

"Wang Han!" At this time, Shen Yan, who was not far away, suddenly shouted loudly.

Just now, Amu walked forward alone, and in the eyes of Shen Yan and others, Amu only walked forward for more than a dozen zhang, and then suddenly disappeared.

Miao Lao and the others were still nervous for a while, thinking that Amu had abandoned them. Fortunately, the remnants of the coffin and Shen Yan are there, and it is expected that Amu will not leave them.

When Amu fell into the big array, they didn't feel much, they just felt that the nine magic lamps suspended in the main hall flickered on and off.

In less than half an hour, Amu showed his figure, but he squirted a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, and his spirit was sluggish, as if he had just experienced a big battle.

"Wang Han, what happened?" Shen Yan said anxiously, she saw that Amu's heart was full of blood, and her face was extremely ugly, so she was about to step forward.

"Shen Yan, don't come here! There are many crises in this hall, take a wrong step, and there will be no recovery! I can't save you!" Amu said this to Shen Yan, and at the same time, he was also warning others not to act rashly.

At this time, he was seriously injured, and if the two of Yun Miao joined forces, he was really afraid that he would not be able to cope with it.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, wait for me for a long time. I've found the exit to this hall!"

Then Amu didn't speak again, but sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and secretly transported the Ancient Desolate Demon Sutra to recover his strength and treat his injuries.

Amu was not lying to Shen Yan and the others, because at the moment when the strange beast ancient array disappeared, the scene in front of Amu's eyes had changed.

The white bone platform and the black seat and the stone statue of the desolate soul beast were no longer there, and the original place turned out to be a black and white gate.

This gate is different from the gate of the Demon Temple, it is no more than three feet high, with a black and white knocker. It is completely embedded in the wall, and if it is not a special color, it is not easy to notice unless you look closely.

And the pattern on the gate is what Fang Amu saw, the white bone platform, the ninety-nine eighty-one steps, the black seat, and the statue of the desolate soul beast.

The pattern is very three-dimensional, even if someone looks at it at this time, it can also be fake and real, thinking that there is really such a high platform.

At this time, Amu closed his eyes and meditated, and the Ancient Desolate Demon Sutra was running. Without the suppression of the demon's spiritual power, Amu is doing his best to restore his demonic cultivation power. The black rattan flew on Amu's side, and it was actually automatically Amu's protector.

The Ancient Demon Sutra is a supreme demon cultivation book, and in the past three years, Amu has achieved a small success under the guidance of painstaking people. Now that the magic trick is silent, and the scattered demonic qi in the Danhai is gathered, it can be said that it will get twice the result with half the effort.

In the sky above the Danhai Sea in Amu, there is still the phantom of the demon coffin. It is with this as the root that Amu condenses the demonic energy. Since the last time I received the bluestone next to the Soul Forgetting Grass in the Secret Realm of Immortals, the demon coffin has not moved, and even when Amu was imprisoned by the demon's spiritual power, he has not been able to react. This is an extremely rare occurrence.

Amu had a hunch that the demon coffin in his body seemed to be disturbed by some kind of liliang. In this strange black demon hall, a picture of a demon coffin has already appeared, and all of this must be inextricably linked to the demon coffin.

The magic coffin, one of the nine coffins. What kind of secret is there in the magic weapon that Master Wang Jue solemnly gave to him back then?

Suppressed these thoughts for the time being, because Amu suddenly had a little surprise, and he found that he seemed to have a residual wisp of demonic spiritual power in his body.

This residual wisp of demonic spiritual power should have just infiltrated Amu's body in the Alien Beast Ancient Array, and then was condensed by Amu in the Danhai.

At this time, this residual demonic spiritual power had no harm for a long time, but instead merged into Amu's demonic cultivation power, bringing endless benefits to Amu, which could be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

In this way, when Amu is impacting the spirit realm, with this wisp of demonic spiritual power as a guide, the probability of reaching the spirit will be greatly increased.

In fact, with Amu's current cultivation, he can also impact the realm of the spirit. It's just that Amu wants to be foolproof, according to his idea, it is best to get the essence of the desolate soul, return to the north peak of Beihan Town, succeed once, and then directly stabilize at the first level of the supreme spirit. Accumulation, this is Amu's idea.

For half a day, Amu was healing, and the black mist around his body was shrouded in black fog, and the demonic flames were rising.