On the deck of the Soul Demon Boat, Wang Lin tore off the grimace canvas, spread his hands out, his eyes were bright, and he looked at the grimace carefully. The canvas rolled, making the grimace on it look alive, staring at Wang Lin with a ferocious look.

The reason why Aan Shanmeng from the Immortal Gang Continent was able to use his great soul real illusion from afar and reach the terrifying level of the second level of illusion was mainly because of the power of this sail.

Wang Lin clearly remembered that before he entered the illusion, he took a look at the ghost face in the illusion, and then everything was involuntary. Until he broke through the illusion and opened his eyes, the moment he saw it was still the ghost face canvas.

It was like everything in the hallucination, but it happened the moment when Wang Lin looked at the grimace.

"This is the magic weapon of my Great Soul Sect, and it is also the main soul sail of this soul demon boat..." Aan Shanlu, who was standing beside him, was silent for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Wang ignored the matter between you sisters and sweared that blood would not be exchanged. We had the same purpose. If we did not have evil intentions, we could cooperate.

But your sister's previous behavior is very interesting. Tell her, I will take away this ghost sail, and the soul demon boat Wang also wants it. This matter is to compensate Wang for the unhappiness before!" Wang Lin shook his right hand, and the ghost sail was immediately put into storage space. He turned around and looked at An Shanlu calmly.

Yan Shanlu opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she still didn't say anything. She just stood there silently, with complexity in her eyes.

"You don't need to leave this boat. I can hold this boat here. When I need it, a summon will be heard. In addition, is the Taoist ancient altar you mentioned in the hallucination in this soul demon boat?" Wang Lin said, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Yan Shanlu was silent for a long time, shook her head, raised her hand and waved it forward, and a jade simplified headed to Wang Lin. Wang Lin grabbed it and looked at it intently. There was a map inside.

"There are countless ferocious beasts in this space. The formation here is related to the battle of the cave that year. It was affected and torn apart. However, for some reason, it is connected to a strange world. When you go according to the map description, you will see the ancient altar.

Moreover, there is also a magical magic in this jade slip. This magic is what I said in the illusion world before. You can practice it carefully." Yan Shanlu spoke softly, looked up at the starry sky in the distance, and faintly contained the meaning of longing.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, clasped his fists at Aan Shanlu, turned around and stepped out of the soul demon boat. Just as he was about to leave, Aan Shanlu's words came from behind.

"My sister has been desperate for revenge, and even I am used by her... I can help you with the cooperation between you and me. I only have one request. When you open this cave and go to the Xiangang Continent, take me with you... I want to go home...

The opening of this cave was extremely difficult. Only when the third soul appeared, only he had memory and knew where the heavenly way was. Only by summoning the heavenly way and under the guidance of the heavenly way could he enter the Immortal Palace in the cave of the seven-Dao Sect...

In the Immortal Lord’s Mansion, the place where the war was fought back then, although it was damaged, there was a door leading to the Xiangang Continent. When it opened this door, it opened this closed cave.”

Wang Lin paused, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and looked at the very bleak Aan Shanlu, and nodded.

"I promise you!" Wang Lin rarely promised people. This was the first promise after he reached the third step of his cultivation.

It has nothing to do with trust, nothing to do with everything, just for the four words this woman said.

"I want to go home..."

Aan Shanlu bit her lower lip and looked at Wang Lin. After hearing Wang Lin's words, she nodded gently, bit her tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The blood emitted a red light, but it soon turned golden and headed straight for Wang Lin.

"This is my vow blood!"

After Wang Lin took the light golden blood, merged into his body, he turned around and walked towards the dark starry sky.

Wang Lin no longer needs to study the ban on the soul demon boat. The terror of the second level of illusion is no different from the reality. Wang Lin's perception and research in the illusion still exist even if he has gone through illusion.

Just as Aan Shanlu was injured in the illusion and was still injured after breaking the illusion, the magical powers of this Great Soul Sect are indeed very strange and unpredictable.

"The Ghost Face Sail is the main sail of the Soul Demon Boat. It is not as simple as this Ghost Face. There are also many prohibitions on it, which include all the Soul Demon Boat.

As long as I refine this sail, I can not only master more restrictions, but also use this sail to control the soul demon boat!" Wang Lin walked in the starry sky, with his eyes showing thoughts, and his spiritual consciousness was integrated into the storage space, slowly refining the ghost-face sail. During the refining process, he gradually realized some control methods. Although there were not many, as time passed, he would eventually completely control it.

After a moment, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and instead of thinking about the matter of the ghostly face sail, he raised his right hand and touched his eyebrows.

"Yemo's son died in my hand. I absorbed eight drops of Daogu's blood. These eight drops of blood were transformed by his soul. If I could melt them all, Daogu's body could be stronger!

At present, I have to go and see the altar. Maybe there will be luck there... Although my cultivation is ethereal, it is still inferior to those powerful powers of Kongxuan...

And now that the ancient fairyland is opened, four major wars will appear, their purpose is to find the third soul... In this way, it saves me some calculations. This is the best time to improve my cultivation!" Wang Lin pondered faster and faster, and his spiritual consciousness dispersed, and he observed the surroundings carefully.

The starry sky was pitch black, and the auras of ferocious beasts appeared from time to time. These ferocious beasts did not threaten Wang Lin at all. They were often swept away by his spiritual sense, and the ferocious beasts trembled and retreated.

In this strange star field, Wang Lin was alert. Although the ferocious beasts around him did not oppress him at all, Wang Lin was not sure about one thing, that is, the colorful Taoist, whether he had really come here!

Therefore, even if his spiritual consciousness disperses, he will be fully focused. If there is any abnormality, he will immediately choose to escape. Although it is very dangerous to do so, he must not go to the altar.

If he was so scared that he did not dare to come and interact here because of an uncertain thing, then Wang Lin would not have reached the current level and would never have had this kind of cultivation.

While moving forward, after several hours, Wang Lin suddenly stopped and his expression changed immediately. Without any hesitation, his body suddenly retreated backward and disappeared in an instant.

But just as he was about to disappear, Wang Lin let out a light exclamation and stared at the starry sky ahead, his expression changing unchanged.

His spiritual sense, just now, saw a figure sitting cross-legged among the corpses of ferocious beasts hundreds of thousands of miles away. The figure radiated colorful light from all over his body, and he sat there motionless.

His expression is sometimes complicated, sometimes confused, sometimes even more excited in his sadness.

He is the colorful Taoist!

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin's eyes flashed. The colorful Taoist looked very strange at this moment, but Wang Lin had just experienced the previous hallucination. After thinking about it for a moment, he could see at a glance that the other party was probably immersed in the hallucination and could not extricate himself.

"This illusion is very likely to be the use of Aan Shanmeng. With the cultivation of the seven-color Taoist, he was actually shrouded in the illusion... This matter... This is not right!" Wang Lin was extremely intelligent. After thinking for a moment, he immediately saw the problem.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lin's heart was pounding. He had a rare struggle in his heart. On the one hand, he left immediately. The state of the colorful Taoist obviously would not be pursued.

In this case, Wang Lin will not be in danger when he goes to the altar on this trip.

On the other hand, Wang Lin felt that now was an opportunity. If he could enter the illusion of Qicai, he would know some real secrets. He always felt that the reason why Qicai was immersed in the illusion was probably not caused by the power of Aang Shanmeng alone, and there might be other suspense in it.

He vaguely felt that if he gave up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in front of him, he would definitely regret it in the future!

After struggling for half the incense stick, Wang Lin’s eyes showed a cold light!

"Look for wealth and honor in danger!" Wang Lin shook forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared, with twelve points of caution and caution. When he appeared, he was already far away from the colorful Taoist cross-legged person.

A large number of ferocious beast corpses were filled with them. Wang Lin stood on the corpse of a ferocious beast, lowered his head and looked at the corpse under him. Slowly, his eyes flashed.

"These ferocious beasts have not died for a long time, probably not long..." Wang Lin looked up at Qicai in the distance, raised his right hand, and immediately a ferocious beast corpse dozens of feet in size floated up next to him. With his wave, the corpse roared and headed straight for Qicai thousands of feet away.

Wang Lin's eyes were bright, his body was slightly tilted back, and he acted as ready to escape at any time. He stared at the corpse and it was instantly approaching within a hundred feet of seven colors.

But the moment the corpse entered a hundred feet, the colorful light behind the colorful Taoist suddenly flashed. With this flash, the corpse trembled and disintegrated silently in Wang Lin's eyes.

There is no flesh or blood, no crumbs, completely disappearing.

"It's true!" Wang Lin was silent for a moment, and walked forward cautiously step by step. His pace was unfast, and his heart was pounding. Slowly, he walked nearly ten thousand feet away. A hundred feet away from the colorful Taoist man, the place where the ferocious beast corpse had dissipated, stopped.

After pondering for a while, Wang Lin gritted his teeth and sat down cross-legged, raised his right hand a little bit of his eyebrows. This finger seemed to penetrate into Wang Lin's soul. As his right hand was raised, Wang Lin's eyes had already blurred. His right hand suddenly moved forward and pointed at the colorful Taoist who was cross-legged a hundred feet away!

"Use my dreams to enter your illusion, the art of dreaming!"

As his fingertips fell, Wang Lin suddenly shook his body, blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth, and the blur in his eyes disappeared. He was still sitting there without any change.

The art of dreaming does not require direct contact from the body, but the seven-color cultivation level is high, and there are restrictions outside to prevent everything. Wang Lin cannot dream into the other party's illusion.
Chapter completed!