The bald young man had a smile on his face, but there was an extremely solemn color hidden in his eyes. Looking at Wang Lin's gaze, he was faintly horrified. He followed all the way and witnessed the other side's slaughter of immortals. After reaching the person in front of him, the cultivator who turned the gods was used as bait, and in this short half an hour, he killed hundreds of them in a row!
What shocked his mind even more was that even the incomparably powerful Fragrant Nirvana was vulnerable to this person!
"What is his cultivation base!"
All these shocks caused great waves in the mind of this bald young man, but compared with these shocks, the hidden body being highlighted by Wang Lin's words made him even more shocked. It was early to think from the meaning of the other party’s words. Knowing that he was following, this shock has exceeded the expectations of the bald youth!
Although his cultivation base is not superb, his hidden supernatural powers have reached the pinnacle and passed on for a long time. For countless years, he has wandered between seven million heavens and earth like a lightning tribe. No immortal has discovered that even his cultivation base far exceeds His people have never noticed it.
Even if there was a cultivation base that reached the fourth decline of the heavenly man, this bald young man was able to do well. After following him for a few months, the monk didn't notice it at all.
Right now his dry mouth and tongue, especially the red lightning in front of him, gave him a sense of the greatest crisis in his life. Every time that lightning flashes, his heart will be frightened, and he vaguely knows that he cannot dodge. As long as this lightning strikes, oneself will undoubtedly die!
And Wang Lin's cold and calm words, like an invisible sword, penetrated through his mind and brought endless chill!
The surrounding area was quiet, only the thunderous roar from the robbery cloud, sweat secreted from the face of the bald young man. Wang Lin's eyes always fell on the bald young man, his brow furrowed after several breaths of silence!
Seeing Wang Lin frown, the bald young man let out a bang, he immediately clasped his fists without hesitation, and hurriedly said: "The upper immortal breathes away his anger, the people of the lower realm disperse their spirits, unintentionally offended, please..."
Before this person finished speaking, Wang Lin waved his right hand and immediately turned the red lightning into a long rainbow and went straight to the bald young man. The speed was incomparable!
The bald young man only felt the red light in front of him, and the red lightning blasted past his brows in a flash!
The bald young man trembled, spouting blood, and he didn't even die! A mighty force suddenly vented from his broken eyebrows and turned into a wave of air surrounding his body. Surrounded by this wave of air, this person's body cultivation was instantly dispersed, a wave of vicissitudes. The breath is earth-shattering!
It seems that in this person's body, there is a soul that stuns the world, and this soul is so strong that it cannot be killed at one time even in the extreme realm!
"Sure enough!" Wang Lin showed a strange light in his eyes, took a step forward, raised his right hand and grabbed the bald young man!
The bald young man surrounded by air waves, his eyes were instantly clear, revealing the meaning of endless vicissitudes, and he spoke softly when Wang Lin came.
"Friends of Daoism want the Thunder of Lingnian... Please listen to me!"
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body stopped in the air, looking coldly at the bald young man who seemed to have changed his personality. He was slightly immature in his eyes, but now the other person's expression seems to have survived countless tens of thousands. Years of vicissitudes.
"The old man's name is Sanling, and he has survived for tens of thousands of years, and his cultivation has reached the fourth decline of heaven and man..." the bald young man spoke gently.
"Like the body in front of Fellow Daoist, the old man has 971, and each of them contains my distraction, so these clones can step into the starry sky like the monks of the lightning tribe here, and they won’t Discovered by anyone.
I secretly follow fellow Daoists without any malicious intentions, but ask for help from fellow Daoists and make a deal! If fellow daoists are interested, this matter is beneficial to both you and me! "The bald young man looked at Wang Lin and said softly.
"Do you know the Thunder Clan?" Wang Lin's expression remained as usual, and said slowly.
The bald young man had a complicated expression and nodded.
"Will fellow Taoists go to a place with me? I will tell everything on the way."
"Where?" Wang Lin didn't look happy or angry, and spoke calmly.
"The end of the world..." The bald young man sighed, raised his right hand and waved to the sky, and the cloud in the sky instantly disappeared. At the same time, a mark flashed out of his hand and went straight down to stare at it blankly. All the men who crossed the Tribulation fell on the center of his eyebrows, making this person's cultivation level immediately hidden, and would no longer lead to the Tribulation of Heaven.
After doing all this, the waves of air outside the body of the bald young man shrank and merged into his body. He clasped his fists towards Wang Lin, turned and took a step towards the void, breaking through the void directly and leaving the world.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body stepped away, stepping through the void with the bald young man.
"The old man transformed into a god for a hundred years, felt the heaven and the earth, and after watching the tribulations for several times, he gradually discovered that this so-called immortal does not seem to be what his ancestors said... Because of doubts, the old man suppressed his own cultivation level and did not reach the peak of the gods. Looking for answers to everything... "The bald young man walked forward, and with every step he took, he broke through a world, shuttled through the seven million worlds, and walked far away.
Wang Lin was beside him, his expression was calm, and he walked through the seven million worlds in the same step.
Everywhere in mortal capitals, a starry sky, even spring rain and autumn wind, summer sun and winter snow, flashed constantly in this place.
"Unfortunately, although I have good aptitude, suppressing the cultivation base cannot last long. When the old man was more than two hundred years old, I could no longer suppress it and triggered the tribulation... The immortal who descended on the tribulation that time is now the great elder of the lightning tribe. …
His cultivation base back then was just a glimpse of Nirvana. Under his catastrophe, I was seriously injured and died, and I couldn't resist... But he didn't kill me, but abolished all my cultivation bases and left...
At the time, I thought that Tiandao had good virtues for life, and I didn't know until many years later that he kept me alive and gave me the opportunity to continue practicing. In this way, it was possible to give birth to Nian Lei. "The bald young man said in a bitter voice as he walked.
"But he didn't expect that not only did I rebuild and return to the cultivation base, but also during that time of heaven and earth, I understood the changes of the heaven and the earth. With the existence of these seven million heavens and the earth, I could suppress the cultivation base, and even came up with a way to make My cultivation base is stronger, but it won't lead to the magical powers of Heavenly Tribulation!" The bald-headed youth calmly opened his mouth, his eyes reminiscing.
"Spirits are scattered among the clones." Wang Lin glanced at each other and said calmly.
The bald young man nodded.
"I use the art of dispersing spirits to integrate cultivation that exceeds the transformation of gods into the body of others. In this way, after a thousand years, I have cultivated to the top... And my clone has 971 people!
Nine hundred and seventy-one is the limit of my sanguinity, which cannot be exceeded, so I think of another way, using each clone as the main body, and once again perform the art of sanitation... 971 clones, each of which is all dispersing spirits, Each has another nine hundred and seventy-one avatars!
Under this constant cycle, my cultivation level slowly increased until I reached the pure Nirvana..." The bald young man sighed when he said this.
Both he and Wang Lin are great monks with supernatural powers, breaking through the world as they walked, and gradually moving farther and farther under the constant shuttle.
"After arriving at Jingni, I began to pursue the doubts of the year. I want to know whether this day is the sky, this earth, and the earth, whether this fairy world is really the fairy world, this fairy, and is it true? Fairy!
I want to pursue the legends that have been handed down since ancient times, and the descriptions and desires of the fairy world that have been passed down from generation to generation since ancient times! It’s just that, even though I have reached the Pure Nirvana, and even though the clone has a strong cultivation base, I still can’t leave the seven million worlds. I can only shuttle through it and cannot enter the starry sky. There is an invisible barrier shrouded in it. My cultivation base at the time couldn't be broken!
So, I figured out a way to manipulate my countless clones, gradually crossing the boundaries of the peak of the god of transformation, and triggering the catastrophe! At that time, a small part of the tribulations in the seven million worlds were triggered by me as a clone!
Every time the catastrophe appeared, I would observe from the side. Gradually, with the passage of time, with the catastrophe again and again, I understood some things, but at the same time, I was also shocked by everything I understood!
I can't believe that the world I exist in was created by others. I can't believe that all my lives are just ants in the eyes of others, only for the purpose of collecting thought thunder! "
Wang Lin was silent, listening to the bald young man's words, his eyes were faintly complex.
"I'm lost and helpless. I told some people about this matter, but none of them believed me... Even I didn't believe it myself. I didn't want to believe that all this was true... I would rather do anything by myself. I didn't find it, I would rather all this is my guess...
For thousands of years, I was confused... Until one day, I saw two immortals fighting, one of them died, the corpse fell from the sky, and the earth declined... I stood in front of the corpse for a long, long time, until the corpse rotted, until everything disappeared, I looked up to the sky and laughed, tears of laughter shed, the corpse, where is the fairy, it is the same as me... Mortal monk!
From that day on, I was no longer confused. I told myself, I want to break the world, I want to rush out to see what is beyond the sky, and see how true my Wannian guess is! "The bald youth showed excitement in his eyes. This is the first time he has spoken these words in front of others!
"I started cultivating, and each of the 973 clones also used the same spirits. Under this continuous practice of the clones, time passed, but the anger in my heart grew stronger and stronger... until I cultivated. In order to reach the broken nirvana! Until even a small part of my avatars have reached the pure nirvana and the peeping nirvana! I finally broke through the cage of the sky and stepped into the starry sky!"