It was not just the courage of the Supreme Elder of the Promise Sect, but also the minds of tens of thousands of cultivators around the collapsing Dabi platform under this moon-flowing magical power.
The power of the residual night has already shocked the minds of all the monks who are watching, not to mention the power of the time reversal that has never been heard. Under the magical powers of the flowing moon, except for the white-haired old man, all the monks around are full of minds. Being sucked in, I feel the reversal of the years in varying degrees.
The endless memories and terrible heart shock made all the eyes looking at Wang Lin in awe at this moment.
Become famous in World War I!
At this moment, no one here knows Gui Yuanzong, and no one knows Lu Zihao of Gui Yuanzong!
Feng Hai's resentment towards Wang Lin had already collapsed at this moment. He was forcibly dispelled by the awe in his heart, and he did not dare to rise any more. After seeing Can Ye and Liuyue with his own eyes, he was already terrified. His scalp was numb for a while, and he asked himself that under such supernatural powers, he would undoubtedly die!
The elder of the Promise Sect who had the same thoughts as him was there, and at this moment, in silence, with awe-inspiring eyes, landed on the shattered platform, Wang Lin standing tall and tall.
Unpredictable!
From Wang Lin’s appearance to the present, only these four words can describe the shock that he brought to all the watching cultivators. No one can guess what kind of magical power Wang Lin still possesses and has not yet displayed it, precisely because of this. This kind of unknown made Wang Lin more and more profound in their hearts.
In addition, there were rumors spreading before this person appeared, and even after he appeared, it was recognized that it was the person who traversed the sixth- and seventh-order star domain and displayed the spirit seal of the godsong service.
Everything of this kind is invisible, making Wang Lin even more unpredictable in everyone's eyes.
Almost everyone believes that Wang Lin has by no means displayed all his magical powers so far, he must still have some assassins that he hasn't used!
Wang Lin represented Gui Yuanzong, after this incident. For countless years, a word has been circulating in the Yunhai Star Territory.
Ning to go to the beast fog world, not to provoke Gui Yuanzong!
Sect Master Promise, the white-robed old man sighed secretly. Even though he had overestimated the opponent, he still seemed to be low at the moment. Whether it was a finger in the sky, the extraction of the star soul, or the power of the remnant night, Moreover, the last years of reversal, all these magical powers, are enough to witness the strength of the other party.
"This person must be a declining monk of heaven and man. Because of his serious injury, his cultivation base has fallen, but he still has supernatural powers, so he can fight the elder Taishang! And this person should be harmless, otherwise, take his The cultivation base must have obtained a lot of magic weapons, once the magic weapons are used to assist, it must be a fierce battle! Such a monk, my Promise Sect must be solemnly treated, and cannot restrict his freedom... But this person will fight this eighth Rank Dabi, my Promise Sect, I will definitely rise!"
Lu Yanfei looked at Wang Lin's figure and was shocked. Even she had never imagined that Wang Lin would be so tough. Recalling the words of Master's Spirit Choosing after his death a hundred years ago, Lu Yanfei looked at him. There is sparkle inside.
Lu Yun shook his head secretly with a bitter expression on his face. He thought that his cultivation base would grow, even if he was not as good as the other party, the difference would not be too much. But at the moment, it seems that it is wrong, and this mistake may have been a hundred years ago. If he had committed it a hundred years ago, he would have been wiped out.
Li Qianmei's heart was also shaken. She looked at the tall figure, and she couldn't tell the distance between one hundred years ago and the next. She didn't understand why his cultivation level had changed so much, but to her, all this was unimportant and important. Yes, she is here and saw him.
The important thing is. She left from the Demon Sect in order to see a person, and this person, she saw... nothing more.
Mu Bing bit her lower lip, Wang Lin's figure in her heart, almost every time she saw it, there would be astonishing changes, but she never expected that the other party would change like heaven and earth in this strange encounter.
It's just that Mu Bingmei understands that he has no connection with him anymore. Kun Xu said goodbye back then. She and him have become strangers. Even if they meet, they just pass by.
It seems doomed, between the two, there is only the unfamiliar and familiar indifference, which will always exist, and will never dissipate.
No one noticed that Wang Shanshan of Shenzong had a strange light in his eyes. Staring at Wang Lin, with a slight bend in his right hand, there is a jade slip in his hand. She saw everything and clearly engraved it in the jade slip. Finally, when the jade hand squeezed, the jade slip immediately turned into invisible smoke and dissipated. In her hands.
In this strange method, Wang Shanshan passed everything she saw to the master of Shenzong. She did this only unintentionally, and it was only after she discovered the Tianjiao among the Yunhai monks, she had her obligation to inform Master of all this, so that her Master knew, even after she wanted to come, Master saw all this, Surely this person will be called into the Shenzong in this big competition!
It's just that even she didn't even think of what kind of uproar caused by this small jade slip, the engraved picture inside it, after being seen by its master! ! !
The wings of a butterfly often flicked slightly, seemingly calm, but in fact, the storm screamed from nowhere!
"The old man is defeated. Daoyou Lu has never seen an old man with supernatural powers in his life. You must have a deep understanding of the way of heaven. The old man admires him!" The white-haired old man stepped back and stopped in the air. Lin's gaze also changed naturally, as if looking at his peers.
"Friends of Daoists are absurdly praised." Wang Lin's face was also extremely pale, but his expression was calm, clasped his fists and said solemnly.
At this moment, Chang Xiao came from the stand of the Wuji Sect, but the Sect Master of Wuji stood up with a cheerful smile, without any sign of exaggeration. He stepped forward, tens of meters away from Wang Lin, clasped his fists and smiled: " Why is Daoyou Lu humble himself? I saw the scene today. Even the old man admired the supernatural power of Daoyou Lu."
Wang Lin smiled slightly, clasped his fists, and said nothing.
"Guiyuanzong can have Fellow Daoist Lu sitting, if it is still in the fifth-order star field, it seems a little inappropriate." The white-haired old man glanced at the Sect Master Promise and said calmly.
As the Taishang elder of the Wuji Sect, he was obsessed with cultivating the Tao and did not ask about world affairs. This is the first time he has said this for a sect. It can be seen that he has the intention of concluding with Wang Lin in his heart. And teach the other side's recklessness.
Sect Master Wuji laughed and nodded: "Yes, what Elder Liu said is that with the cultivation base of Fellow Lu and the origin of Guiyuan Sect, if he is still in the fifth-order star domain, it is not appropriate. Guiyuanzong moved into the seventh-order star field, okay?"
Wang Lin looked as usual, clasped his fists and smiled: "So, thank you two fellow Taoists."
"It's okay, these things are what the old man should do. Fellow Daoist Lu don't want to thank each other. It's just what you and I said just now..." The Promise Sect Master shook his sleeve and said with a gentle smile.
"The eighth-tier sect master Lu can play, but Lu has not healed from a serious injury, and he still needs to ask for something to heal his wounds. If it is handed to Lu, the eighth-tier sect will go all out!" Wang Linbu With a sensual expression, he looked at the Sect Master Wuji, and smiled.
"Oh? What does Fellow Daoist Lu want?" Hearing Wang Lin's words, even the Supreme Elder was a little curious and asked.
"Friend Lu Daoist said it's okay, as long as the old man can decide something, not to mention the eighth-level competition, even if there is no such test, the old man will give the Daoist friend to heal his injuries." The Sect Master Wuji said with a smile.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his lips moved slightly, and the divine thoughts fell into the ears of Sect Master Promise and the elder Taishang.
When the two heard this, their expressions immediately moved, and they both looked at each other, and both began to ponder.
"Friend Lu, this place is not the place to talk. Right now my Promise Sect branch test is over. How about letting me go to the mountain gate and talk about it?" The Promise Sect Master seemed to be scrupulous and clasped his fist.
"The Sect Master would like to ask, so I will follow you naturally." Wang Lin clasped his fist and smiled.
With a smile on the face of the Sect Master of Promise, he looked back at Feng Hai and others in the stands, with a solemn expression, and said solemnly: "Elder Feng, this trial is over. You are responsible for the rest. Before this, all monks here, please stay a few more days, don't leave in a hurry." At the end, the words of the Sect Master of Promise already carried a wave of indifference and solemnity.
In order to prevent the leakage of Wang Lin's existence in the next few days for the real grand ceremony of the eighth-order sects, so as to play an amazing role in the battle of the eighth-order sects, even if he offends some sects, he must completely block the news.
Feng Hai's eyes flashed, he understood the meaning of the lord, and nodded.
The Sect Master Wuji looked at Li Qianmei, Wang Shanshan and others again, hesitated a little, after holding a fist, he did not call, but gestured to Wang Lin with a smile, got up and turned into Changhong and went straight to the distance.
Wang Lin shook his body and immediately followed, but before leaving, he looked back at his back, sighed inwardly, and said nothing.
The Taishang elder stepped forward and walked in line with Wang Lin, introducing him to the Promise Sect along the way, talking and laughing very happily, as if nothing unpleasant had ever happened before.
The Mountain Gate of the Promise Sect was not on this cultivation star, but on another place. Under the leadership of the Sect Master of the Promise, all three of them were great monks with supernatural powers. After leaving the planet, stepping into another cultivation star, and gradually saw the gate of the Promise Sect!
As an eighth-order star sect, the gate of the Promise Sect is impressively a complete cultivation star. On top of it, there are very magnificent buildings, countless attics, and a large number of cultivation squares.
After approaching, Wang Lin even felt the power of restraint. It was everywhere on this cultivation star, faintly, his gaze looking forward even slightly saw that there were hundreds of them on this cultivation star. The cracks in the space that have been opened up have their own sizes, and obviously there are different things!
"In the Promise Sect, there are three hundred and seventy-two spatial realms, among which there are eleven infinite places, and the rest are all storages or the retreats of the great supernatural power monks of my Promise Sect." That Taishang elder , Introduced beside Wang Lin.
As they walked forward, the three of them crossed the buildings and attics. Whenever they met the Wujizong monks on the way, they looked extremely respectful at the moment they saw the three of them, gave up all their behaviors, and hurriedly stopped there with their fists, until the three of them. After leaving, he dared to act.
All three were extremely fast. Not long after, in front of Wang Lin, a mountain peaked straight into the clouds. The mountain was surrounded by clouds and looked like a mountain in the mist, faintly exuding fairy air.
There is even a sense of artistic conception. The moment he saw the mountain peak filled Wang Lin's mind.
This artistic conception is the sentiment of a sword, like the mountain in front of you, incarnate into a sharp sword, straight to the sky, cutting the world!
The moment he saw this mountain, Wang Lin paused, his eyes flashed suddenly.
Vaguely, he seemed to have discovered something, and his mind was shocked!