The seventh-order Azure Cloud Sect is the third-ranked sect of the Promise Sect in the last big competition in the seventh-order star domain. This Azure Cloud Sect emphasizes changes in supernatural powers, and has more unpredictable meanings, and its sect is quite large, with seven thousand disciples. For countless years, the rest of them have produced many masters.
These masters are often selected by Wujizong and focus on training.
The dull voice was a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe. This man had a calm expression and a slightly yellow skin, as if he was seriously ill. As the words fell, he stepped out of the crowd on the west side of the Taibi platform, like There is an invisible auspicious cloud under his feet, causing his body to gradually approach the platform.
This man Spruce is very prestigious in the seventh-order star field, and he usually retreats and does not ask the world. This grand ceremony of the main sect, this is the coming of the customs, and he is strong in cultivation. Faintly reveal the aura of the late stage of broken Nirvana.
According to rumors, he was one of the three internal sects of the Promise Sect in the battle for the eighth-order star field after the grand ceremony. For thousands of years, he has been highly valued by the Promise Sect. A large number of medicines and magic weapons, and even magical powers have been sourced. Constantly helping, and even one of the seven elders in the Wuji Middle Taishang has personally preached for thousands of years.
It can be said that this person is a great supernatural monk cultivated with all the strengths of the Promise Sect. The purpose is to win the competition in the eighth-order sect!
Following his footsteps, discussions among the people around him gradually began.
Although this spruce seems to be not too old, it has actually been practiced for thousands of years. At this moment, it looks calm and falls in front of Wang Lin on the platform, holding his fist and saying: "Friend Lu, please enlighten me!"
After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly burst into light, and a body of Nirvana's late cultivation base burst out suddenly, forming a violent wind vortex sweeping around itself centered on itself, and the world seemed to have changed. From a distance, , A huge whirlpool is faintly visible. Slowly turning.
The nine-headed red tiger phantom suddenly transformed into the vortex, and the roaring sound shook the sky.
"Tiger Soul Ninth Rank!" Among the surrounding cultivators, there were also some with broad knowledge and knowledge, their eyes condensed at this moment.
On the stand of the Promise Sect, Feng Hai looked gloomy and stared at Wang Lin. He had a deep mind. He was not a last resort and would never fight with someone who was not sure of winning. He was about to take this opportunity to take a look at this killing. People of Zhao Long, where is the limit of cultivation
The other elders of the Promise Sect looked at Yunshan with the look of the same generation. They knew well that if this spruce was not one of the three of the predestined grand ceremony, they would have become the elder of the Promise Sect long ago.
The white-robed old man, the Sect Master of Promise Sect, narrowed his eyes and showed appreciation. Although he knew that this spruce was not the strongest of the three people, he still relied on his cultivation in the late stage of broken nirvana. But it is enough to witness the power of the Promise Sect.
In the previous 8th-order competitions, the Promise Sect was in the end. This time, the old man believed that even if their Promise Sect were still unable to win and become the number one, they would never become the end as they did in the past.
Spruce’s eyes showed warfare, and under both hands pinching, he pointed forward suddenly. The vortex formed by the souls of the nine red tigers outside his body immediately made a loud roar, but the nine tigers roared. It turned into a hundred meters in the sky, and from nine different directions, it went straight to Wang Lin to swallow it.
Between heaven and earth, it seems that with the appearance of these nine tigers, they have also become a red color.
Wang Lin's face remained the same, his expression unchanged. When he came to the Promise Sect this time, what he wanted was a quick word, with the fastest burst of strength that shocked everyone, only in this way could Gui Yuanzong become famous.
If it is prolonged for a long time, once the depressed injury deteriorates again, then the gain will not be worth the loss.
At the moment when the nine tigers roared, Wang Lin took a step forward. With this step, his mood suddenly changed, but the whole body was twisted. It seemed that it was impossible to distinguish between the true and the false. Even at this step, Wang Lin waved his right hand forward, and immediately a blue flame rose suddenly, encircling his whole body, forming a flame vortex.
"Open!" Wang Lin shouted in a low voice, and the flame vortex outside his body suddenly reversed, but it rumblingly spread out around him, and in a blink of an eye he met the nine-headed tiger that leaped forward.
The rumbling sound reverberated in an instant, and the sky and the earth dispersed violently. The nine tigers were immediately surrounded by blue flames, and three of them collapsed immediately, giving off a earth-shattering roar.
Within the flames, Wang Lin's figure emerged instantly, heading straight for the spruce, and even as he moved forward, he raised his right hand to the sky, and shouted: "The fire of heaven and earth!"
As soon as this statement came out, among the nearly 100,000 cultivators around the platform, all the cultivators whose magical powers were related to fire changed drastically at this moment, and they clearly perceive the fire elemental energy in their bodies. At this moment, without being controlled by himself, he became crazy, and he wanted to rush out of his body, as if he had been summoned!
Suddenly, the monks who were repairing firepower in the surrounding stands suddenly seemed to burn in their bodies. The flames rose to the sky, and they went straight to Wang Lin's right hand to condense!
Among the members of the Promise Sect, there was a white-haired elder whose complexion suddenly changed, and his supernatural power was fire. At this moment, he immediately pinched his hands cross-legged, and hurriedly pressed the points on his chest, which stabilized the fire in the body.
It seems that at this moment, Wang Lin's incarnation became the first flame when heaven and earth first opened, and became the manipulator of fire. The fire of heaven and earth all obeyed their orders.
Flames flew out from the crowd and condensed towards Wang Lin. All of this happened in an instant, incredibly fast. As Wang Lin walked forward, flames coming from all directions quickly formed a huge fireball on his right hand. As the right hand fell, the fireball suddenly merged into Wang Lin's right hand.
The spruce complexion also changed, and his body immediately backed up, raised his right hand and scratched it into the void, there was a crack in the storage, and he was about to take out a magic weapon to resist.
But how could Wang Lin allow him to have the opportunity to obtain magic weapons, Brother Broken Nirvana, there will be so many powerful magic weapons, once taken out, this battle is definitely not a short time to end.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his left hand suddenly lifted up and pointed towards Spruce, and he said silently: "Set!"
With a word fixed, the spruce body had a momentary pause, and at the moment of its pause, Wang Lin's whole body turned into a sea of fire, and the moment approached, the right hand contained the previous fireball, and at this moment it was like a hand of flame, with two fingers on it. The moment he walked through the body of the spruce, three taps on his chest!
Every time I clicked, there was a roar resounding, and the spruce body was shaken sharply, and the whole body was immediately filled with fire, after three clicks. Spruce spouted blood all over, and his body was pushed hard by a violent force, throwing away fiercely to the rear.
If only so, Wang Lin's supernatural powers would not be revealed, and his body stopped, but his right hand was a vicious scratch!
Under this grasp, an endless sea of fire between the sky and the earth turned out of thin air, sweeping to replace the sky, making this place resemble a world of flames.
The instant the endless flame appeared, it rushed to the spruce body after being thrown crazily, and the roaring sound continued to reverberate, becoming more and more astonishing. In the end, with a bang, Spruce exploded with blood and mist, but the physical body did not collapse. Instead, it emitted a milky white light within the body, which was offset by the constant confrontation with the power of the flame.
Spruce had no blood on its face, and landed on a platform thousands of feet away. The moment it landed, the platform under its feet immediately made a click, but there were countless cracks torn apart, even more banging.
He stepped back again and pushed a hundred feet in a row, then stopped, a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on the ground, shocking!
"Thank you fellow Daoist for showing me your mercy!" Yunshan was silent for a moment, fisted Wang Lin, turned and hobbled away.
The surrounding area was quiet, Wang Lin's expression was as usual, as if the first battle was extremely calm for him, he was indeed merciful, otherwise, the final blow would be enough to make the opponent's body collapse.
It's just that the price of this shot is also great, Wang Lin forcefully exerted his full strength, and his injury was serious. But outsiders can't tell at all.
The monks in the surrounding stands, at the moment when the spruce fell, most of them stood up abruptly and looked at Wang Lin, whose shirt on the platform was blown by the remaining wind, with deep awe in his eyes.
All the elders of the Promise Sect were shocked at this moment. Although they had heard of Wang Lin's strength before, they were not as intuitive as they were seeing it with their own eyes. Has impact.
Before Wang Lin killed the immortal sound gate and sought out Luan Zong people, after all, some of them had a sense of bullying the weak. Although their supernatural powers were amazing, these Promise Sect elders asked themselves that they could do it themselves, so they didn't care too much.
But now it's a big change!
The cultivation base of Spruce is similar to that of them. At this moment, under the same feelings and comparisons, it is a bitter discovery. Even if you change to that Spruce, it seems... It is also to lose!
And most importantly, that Lu Zihao's expression was as usual, as if he was extremely relaxed, he didn't use his full strength at all, which made their hearts tremble.
Feng Hai was silent, looking at Wang Lin on the platform, his eyes flickering.
The elder who repaired the Huo Yuan next to him looked at Wang Lin with a trace of fear. He felt the most profoundly. At the last moment, he had a feeling that only a thought from the other party would cause his own flames to leave. Come out and be used by the other party! He fought with people all his life, this kind of weird thing, this is the first time he has encountered this kind of thing.
Wang Lin's eyes were calm, looking at the sky, and slowly said: "Today Lu is going to fight, who else will accompany him!"
"Du Lin of the seventh-order purple pine valley, fight with Daoist Lu!"
"In the seventh-order Tian Yinzong Yin Yue, please enlighten me!"
Two voices of a man and a woman sounded almost at the same time, but in two directions to the southeast of the platform, there were two Changhong galloping out, and the whistling approached instantly, but after they found each other, they couldn't help but stop.
"You guys, let's come together!" Wang Lin retracted his gaze to the sky and said flatly. He raised his right hand and pressed it towards the void below the platform. The huge platform that occupies a small half of the cultivation star immediately shook, and even the cultivation star shook. There was a breath of eternal vicissitudes, as if following Wang Lin A grab with this right hand was directly taken out of this cultivation star! As a result, Wang Lin's body seemed to be blurred in this breath.
"The power of pumping the star soul!" Immediately a monk exclaimed, his voice revealing a deep horror!