The wind was loud, the thunder blasted, and the rain seemed to be vented all at once, spilling on the ground, forming a thick rain and fog, and on the ground of this city, it set off a circle of fine ripples.
The rain is very urgent, it seems to have no end, and it keeps falling from the sky. Fortunately, there are shallow water channels in the streets of the city, which makes most of the rainwater flow in, and follow the water channels that fill the entire city, like a trickle into the sea, and flow out. The city.
A whole day passed quietly on this rainy day. As night fell, there was no noise of yesterday's excitement. People who returned home avoided the houses and would not go out.
In the night, the clouds are invisible, but the thunder and lightning that sometimes illuminates everything passes by, but it reflects everything in this world like daylight.
The rain was also mixed with a cold wind. The cold wind was blowing, whimpering, blowing raindrops as if slanting, and hurriedly falling on the ground. At this moment, the strings of wet leaves under the eaves of the houses were also pulled down. Shaking violently in the wind and rain, and some of them were not strong enough, and the rope was broken by the swift cold wind, making the wet leaves like a lone boat in the raging waves, flying swiftly in the wind and rain.
Part of it was drawn into the sky, drawn in circles, and dissipated in the darkness, and part of it fell into the mud on the street, stained with muddy water, and flew up again in the wind as if to struggle, but just got the intention. However, he was stepped on by a foot wearing road boots, fell into the mud again, and... unable to break free again.
The thunder suddenly roared at this moment, and what followed was that the lightning that illuminated the earth quickly turned the sky and the earth into the day. Under this brief brightness, but seeing an old man in a Taoist robe on the street in the west of the city, Stand there with your eyes like torches, hands behind your back!
Under his right foot, there is still a leaf, half of which is exposed outside, blowing with the wind, struggling in the mud...
There is a strange pattern on the center of his eyebrows!
Behind him, there were seven middle-aged monks with cold eyes. With a wave of the old man’s right hand, the seven immediately moved forward and surrounded the old man. They pinched their hands, and in an instant there was a glimmer of light. The seven people flickered out of their hands, turning into a long line like lightning, connecting with the old man's body.
This scene is exactly the same as the pattern on the eyebrows of the old man! As if the old man had become the center point, seven rays of light radiated from his body.
The old man closed his eyes and opened them abruptly after a moment. The moment he opened them, the clan seal light on the center of his eyebrows vented wildly, sweeping in a fan shape!
At the same time, the lines of gloom cast by the marks of the seven people outside his body also burst out a very strong light. Under the condensing of this light, all of them rushed into the body of the old man, making the light of the mark of his eyebrows more brilliant. !
Swept by the clan seal of his eyebrows, all the mortal houses in front of the old man changed in his eyes! Those houses are like a reversal of the years. From this dilapidated appearance, they suddenly become brand new, and even in the new, they changed suddenly and turned into ruins.
Not only the house is turning back in time, but even the mortals in that house are getting younger one after another under the eyes of the old man, and after a while, they disappear one by one, as if they had never appeared in this world!
Even some people who have lived here, who have long since died, are resurrected in the eyes of this old man, showing scenes from his lifetime.
Wang Lin has been sitting cross-legged in the house. The soul in his body and the devouring of the immortal thunder have reached the most critical moment. The will contained in the immortal thunder is struggling crazily, just like the lightning and thunder in the sky outside at this moment. Boom and roar.
But no matter how it broke free, there was no way to rush out of Wang Lin's body. His soul merged with the eight ancient Thunder Dragon Empresses, and also became Thunder. In the constant collision and swallowing, it was like when the world was first opened. The immortal lightning competes for the eternal control of the thunder of heaven and earth, and only by swallowing the opponent can you become the real king who can control the thunder of heaven and earth!
But at this moment, Wang Lin, who had been closed, suddenly opened and closed his eyes, and there was a flash of light in it. His expression was calm, his right hand waved in front of him, and everything in the house immediately enveloped him. They all became distorted, like a mirror, under the constant distortion, there were fragments, and finally with a click, the mirror collapsed and turned into countless fragments, making everything shattered.
After doing all this, Wang Lin closed his eyes again, ignored the outside world, entered concentration again, immersed in his mind, and started the final devouring with the immortal thunder.
In the heavy rain, the old man in the robe on the street flickered his eyes and looked at him little by little. When he landed in the house where Wang Lin was hiding, he didn't stop for a while. As he watched, the house dissipated, and a scholar in it also followed. Dissipated, and all the people who had lived in this house appeared.
After a long time, the entire West City was swept across in the eyes of the old man. After not finding the slightest, the old man's expression was calm, his hands pinching the tactics immediately drew on the center of his eyebrows, and a low growl came from his mouth.
Immediately go to the eyebrow clan seal and increase the light. Under the catharsis, when the old man sees it, the entire west of the city has disappeared, as if the years are constantly scrolling, and soon, in the eyes of the old man, it suddenly becomes an ancient battlefield, with countless mortals. The army is fighting here, and the earth is dark red.
The old man closed his eyes suddenly, and the ray of clan seal between the eyebrows slowly dissipated, and finally returned to normal. The seven monks outside his body also retracted their marks, and their faces were slightly pale.
"There is no monk hiding in this place, change another place to continue searching!" The old man flicked his sleeves, his body jumped up, turned into a long rainbow, broke through the dark clouds, and flew towards the distance. Behind him, the seven monks hurriedly followed.
The same scene is not only happening everywhere on this Cultivation Star, but also in the entire Primordial Star, all Cultivation Stars are all going on!
Under the order of the Primordial Stars, all the tribes followed the orders and launched an extremely detailed search. The Cultivation Star, the unmanned wild star, and the endless starry sky, the people of the Primordial Stars, formed a big net!
Wang Lin's expression was calm, and there was no change in his expression regarding the departure of those people, and he did not even open his eyes again. The roar of the immortal thunder in his heart became weaker and weaker, and the struggle became weaker and weaker!
The sky is full of clouds, and the rain hasn't diminished at all since the rain fell. In this rainy night, even the guards did not appear, except for the sound of thunder and rushing rain, there were no other sounds.
Under the constant collision of the two thunders in Wang Lin Yuanshen, they finally merged completely in a sudden. The unwilling roar of the immortal thunder did not have any effect. The thunder was swallowed by Wang Lin Yuanshen, all swallowed and merged into one.
At the moment when the immortal thunder was completely swallowed, the will that existed in it was not refined by Wang Lin Yuanshen, and merged with his own divine consciousness. Suddenly, the thunder of the immortal divine shook his body, and he clearly felt it, The origin of the thunder in his own soul surged wildly at an unimaginable speed.
This increase is indescribable. Almost instantly, just the power of the original Thunder makes Wang Linxiu, from General Lei Xiu, blasted off the peak of the mid-Smashed Nirvana in one fell swoop, moving towards the late-Smashed Nirvana!
With the roar of the power of the origin, but in an instant, if Wang Lin used the power of thunder, his cultivation would reach the late stage of Nirvana Shattered!
The power of the source, the foundation of all rules and moods, and the understanding of the source is equivalent to a thorough understanding of the mood and rules of this thunder, so there is no limitation of the mood, the cultivation base is increased, and it is shocked to hear!
Even after swallowing the will in the indestructible thunder, Wang Lin's heart blasted, and scenes of scenes suddenly flashed out of that will. That was the memory of this indestructible thunder, the memory of that will!
That memory may be because of the ancient times that have been so long, it is already broken and incomplete, and only three pictures have appeared!
The first picture is a scene of a collapse, a scene of starry sky, star field, a great collapse of heaven and earth, countless starry sky, countless star field, boundless, even more than countless times inside and outside the world, this collapse is like a catastrophe!
During that collapse, countless creatures perished. Wang Lin saw monks in strange costumes, and saw a beast with strange shapes. He even saw a mosquito beast with black awns all over the body the size of a Cultivation Star! He also saw Jiqiong with many heads!
But just when he was about to continue to look, from the collapse, a flash of lightning rushed out frantically, as if to escape, its light enveloped endlessly, and it flashed past!
This is the first picture, very short, but the shock that it brought to Wang Lin is like an uproar! That earth-shaking lightning is the unquenchable thunder!
It was just countless times stronger than when Wang Lin swallowed it!
In the second picture, a thunderbolt is wandering in the hands of a person. This person is a middle-aged man with a cold look. There is a flower pattern on the center of his eyebrows. This flower has seven petals, representing colorful colors.
"It's a pity that the thunder of the ancient gods and emptiness, I am afraid that the eternal years will not be able to recover from that year. Just in case, I will send you out, depending on your chance." The middle-aged man shook his head and waved his right hand. Down, went endlessly down, disappeared.
In the third picture, above the temple, there is a thunder that connects the sky and the earth, as if it has existed for a long time.
Outside that thunder, there are eight monks floating. Among the eight people, one of them is an old man. There is a lightning mark on the eyebrows of this man!
The other seven people are dressed in weird clothes. If they are made of unknown substances, they look radiant, as if they are wearing a river!
Especially one of them, standing in the forefront, is obviously the leader of these people, the old man of the Lightning Clan, looking at this person is also extremely respectful, faintly fearful.
Outside this person's body, there was a gold thread surrounding it, and that gold thread made Wang Lin very familiar!
"I didn't expect it to be here... What a pity, what a pity..." The leader shook his head and turned around. The moment he turned, Wang Lin's brain roared, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was taken aback!
"He... He is..."