Chapter 137 Is This A Monster?

Under the dim light, the pure white crystal refracted a stronger beam of light and projected it on the ground.

With such refraction back and forth, their small space suddenly became brighter.

Lin Yuan looked up and saw that the sunken wall had been sealed by ice.

And inside the ice, there is still a black shadow.

He looked carefully and saw clearly that the person inside the ice was none other than Demonic Cultivator.

Maybe it’s the “exquisite” skills of the sculptor, or maybe it’s the “dedicated attitude” of the model who matches the sculptor.

The wrinkles on Demonic Cultivator's face looked like waves from afar, and the pupils on his face shrank suddenly due to unknown reasons. The whites of the eyes were in sharp contrast with the middle pupil.

Beside him, through the transparent and almost jelly-like ice cubes, you can vaguely see some red shimmer surrounding the outline of the human body.

The elegant shape makes people look at it, and it is easy for people to think of the scene before and after the picture is frozen.

Looking around, it becomes a lifelike sculpture.

Lin Yuandao found it quite interesting. After all, Luo Qinghan's capturing skills were really amazing. If there was any scene recording competition held within the three realms, Luo Qinghan might be able to win the first place.

Just as he was thinking about it, a "boom" sound suddenly appeared around him, which brought Lin Yuan's thoughts back to reality.

"How...how could this happen..."

The emperor was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

Sir... sir lost?

This news was a huge shock to him, and he took a long time to react.

The shock in his eyes turned into fear, just like the ice sculpture frozen in ice, even the expression was the same.

When he noticed that Lin Yuan and Luo Qinghan's eyes seemed to be on him, the emperor immediately lowered his head. He really didn't dare to look at them, for fear that Lin Yuan would remember what he had just done and directly kill him. I was killed with a knife.

When he thought of this, he hugged his body tightly and trembled all over.

After all, without the protection of his husband, he would be like a floating duckweed that could be destroyed by the water beneath him anytime and anywhere.

But Lin Yuan ignored the emperor at the corner and walked towards Luo Qinghan.

"Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Luo Qinghan waved his hand, and the frozen ice melted a little, revealing Demonic Cultivator's head, "Go ahead, I'll leave this guy to you."

Lin Yuan nodded and came to the Demonic Cultivator.

He looked at it first, and then said straight to the point: "Hand over the magic scripture on your body."

Demonic Cultivator lowered his head sadly. After hearing what Lin Yuan said, he quickly raised his head and stared at Lin Yuan closely, his eyes full of resentment.

"I bother!"

"Don't even think about it!"

It was not an honorable thing to be defeated by two little brats, but now he was hung on the wall without dignity like a criminal who was about to be dragged out on the street.

But no individual can bear this kind of humiliation, let alone Demonic Cultivator, who is violent and sinister in nature?

"It's okay, don't be in a hurry, I have plenty of time to slowly go with you."

Lin Yuanru had the same idea when he was judging the emperor. He once again took out his grand master's chair, sat on it leisurely, took out the dragon scale knife and played with it.

As soon as the dragon scale sword came out, the sharpness of the Spirit Weapon itself immediately attracted Demonic Cultivator's attention.

"This is..." The old man looked at him in disbelief with his cloudy eyes, and said with a trembling voice: "This is the Supreme Grade Saint Weapon?!"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Lin Yuan did not waste any more words with Demonic Cultivator. Instead, he let go of the dragon scale knife in his hand and used his spiritual energy to control the dragon scale knife to dance on Demonic Cultivator's body.

After a while, the originally crystal clear ice cubes were stained with a layer of red blood.

"That's it?"

Demonic Cultivator showed his crooked yellow teeth and laughed horribly.

"Children are children, and they dare to play with your grandpa and me even if they are not fully developed."

Lin Yuan replied calmly.

"Don't worry, the excitement is yet to come."

Now we have just reached the stage of external injuries, and there will be internal injuries, spiritual injuries, and lifelong injuries.

Where is this going now?

Demonic Cultivator heard what Lin Yuan said and thought it was just Lin Yuan's bluffing trick.

It's not that it can't be endured by just some physical bodies.

As time passed, sweat as big as beads oozed out on Demonic Cultivator's forehead, mixed with the dark red blood on his body, and slid down the smooth and unclean surface of the ice cube.

Until Lin Yuan used mental power to attack him, Demonic Cultivator, who had been dismissive at first, suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Lin Yuan in disbelief.

The half-open mouth hesitated to speak, and no words came out.

The next second, his thoughts were dragged into the spiritual world.

After staggering for a while, he was able to see clearly what kind of monster he was facing...

I thought that Lin Yuan was just a monk in the Divine Treasure stage, but I never thought that his body actually contained the spiritual power of a world!

You must know that mental power is an elusive and invisible thing. It is already a great thing for ordinary people to be able to perceive the existence of mental power, let alone be able to rely on their own mental power to build a world in their minds.

Is this really something a monk in the Divine Treasure stage can do? !

Demonic Cultivator was frightened by the sight in front of him, but the surprises Lin Yuan had prepared for him were far more than that.

His mental strength was far inferior to that of the boy, so when he was pulled into this place by the other party, he could only let the other party control his actions, but he could do nothing.

At this time, Demonic Cultivator noticed a sudden surge of Yin energy from all around.

He froze again.

This was the first time he encountered such pure and rich Yin Qi!

Before he could find the source of the yin energy, a "rumbling" sound appeared at an inappropriate time in the mountains and fields.

Bell—ring bell—

The sound of chains colliding with each other was mixed with a huge rumbling sound.

Demonic Cultivator looked stunned, with a trace of fear rising in his heart.

Suddenly, the rumble was getting closer.

The sound was like a navigation system installed, and it rang in his direction without turning around.

Demonic Cultivator felt that his whole body was stiff, and he wanted to turn around to see what was going on, but as a result, all the joints in his body stopped working at the same time, as if they had agreed.

He had never felt that turning around was such a difficult movement.

Finally, Demonic Cultivator suppressed the fear in his heart and changed his direction like a puppet.

But the next moment, he was frightened by what he saw in front of him.