The Master Ling Dong who was lying there suddenly opened his eyes, his expression flashed with a hideous look, he got up and sat cross-legged, his eyes gloomy. Staring at the front, it seemed that he could penetrate the Emperor's furnace and saw Wang Lin who was snorting for refining outside. It's just that at this moment, he looked pale as if the lamp had run out of oil.
"You can make the old man so embarrassed, you must not be nameless, who on earth are you!" A hoarse voice came from Ling Dong's mouth, revealing a monstrous hatred.
Wang Lin's expression was calm, and the answer was the rush of the ancient gods' power. The refining power in the imperial furnace hurriedly circulated that day, and the sullen voices in the turbidity fluctuated in the furnace.
"It's absolutely impossible to refine the old man! Even though the old man has been tricked by you, but the firm Taoism of tens of thousands of years of cultivation, how can you refine it!" Master Ling Dong sneered and saw Wang Lin not speaking. He simply closed his eyes and started healing.
He determined that the opponent would definitely not be able to refine himself in a short period of time. As long as his cultivation base was slightly restored, he would break through this weird furnace and rush out in one fell swoop!
Refining the three-step power, Wang Lin’s cultivation level really cannot do this. Even if there is a Emperor Furnace, it will take a lot of time before it is possible to succeed. Obviously, Wang Lin does not have this in this ancient tomb. time.
"I can't refining..." There was a flash of mockery in Wang Lin's eyes, increasing the integration of the power of the ancient gods, making the souls in the imperial furnace more and more that day, almost forming a turbid storm. Surrounded by the meditation master, the soul storm roared and turned into a huge phantom. This phantom is an ancient god!
The appearance of this ancient god was extremely weird. His whole body was red, and he was holding a huge axe in his hand. As soon as he turned out, he suddenly raised the axe and slashed it towards the bottom.
"The Emperor's Furnace, ten axes make slaves!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the words of the ancient gods came from his mouth, turning into illusory marks, and suddenly fell on the Emperor's Furnace.
The emperor's furnace shook the sky, and the crimson ancient god that turned out to fall swiftly with the ax in his right hand, directly penetrated the storm, and went straight to the spiritual master, Tianling.
"I want to see, how do you refining!" Master Lingdong's expression changed, his eyes suddenly opened, and he looked up and stared at the axe, snarling, pinching with both hands, immediately behind him, there was A huge statue was transformed into the demon god he had summoned before.
In a sudden, the axe fell, but it roared abruptly, colliding with the gloomy light emitted by the statue, and with a loud bang, the axe dissipated, and the statue collapsed with a bang.
Master Lingdong spouted blood, and as soon as the blood appeared, it suddenly turned into a statue again and enveloped himself.
Wang Lin's complexion was slightly pale, his eyes flashed with cold light, and without thinking, he raised his right hand and pointed forward, and immediately inside the Emperor's furnace, the axe appeared in the ancient god's right hand again, and the second axe was chopped down!
Before the second axe fell, behind the ancient god, the soul condensed, and an ancient god was once again imaginary in the storm. This second ancient god also held the axe in his right hand, and the moment he appeared, he raised it suddenly. Up, slash down fiercely!
It's not over. Behind him, the souls gather crazily, and the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and first ancient gods are transformed into one by one!
The eight ancient gods and the eight heaven-shaking axes seem to be fused together, and as if they were transformed into a series of afterimages, they went straight to the Master Ling!
"Give me the exercise!!" Wang Lin grumbled and showed murderous intent.
Boom boom boom boom, the violent sound echoed endlessly in the emperor furnace, and the statue outside the body of the nimble master was suddenly dropped by the first axe, shaking under the roar, but it did not dissipate, but alive. Hold on.
The second axe descended swiftly.
The third, fourth... Until the eighth axe, like a unity, it set off a monstrous impact. The statue finally couldn't bear it, and it shattered with a bang. The residual power of the axe directly penetrated the broken statue. Go straight to Smart.
Slashed at its heavenly spirit at an unimaginable speed, penetrated without a pause, and landed on the ground.
The entire Emperor's furnace shook sharply, and the smart master spewed blood, and there was a brief period of confusion in his eyes.
What Wang Lin was waiting for was this fleeting confusion. At the moment when the confusion of Master Lingdong appeared, Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange glow, and his hands were pinched to the center of his forehead, and he muttered: "Daoshu...Mengdao !"
Inside the Emperor's furnace, the body of the nimble master suddenly shook, and there was a thicker confusion in his eyes, faintly, his eyes seemed to have memories of his life flashed quickly.
"You are talented, I can lead you to the spiritual cultivation, if you can achieve something, it is your good fortune! Remember my name, my name is Wang Lin!" A vaguely figured young man knelt in front of him. The boy said slowly.
"Junior, remember, never forget!" The young man's face showed firmness, and his eyes were full of gratitude.
"Although you are not a member of my smart clan, you are loyal to my clan and have excellent talents. In this way, the old man will dig out his own clan seal and give it to you. I hope you... I can do it for myself!" An old man in black, his face pale, His chest was bloody and bloody, and it was obvious that even the primordial spirit had collapsed under severe injuries, and he was in a state of dying.
In front of him, there is a middle-aged man kneeling, this man is just smart.
"The real name of being a teacher is not as you know it, but... Wang Lin!"
"Wang Lin..." The man was taken aback. He was no stranger to the name Wang Lin.
In the starry sky of the ancient stars, an old man was quickly fleeing, his face was pale, blood was constantly spraying out, and three people were chasing after him.
"Could it be that I am dying here today!" The old man showed despair in his eyes.
The three people chasing behind him suddenly approached at this moment, and the magical powers turned into three fierce dragons and roared and swallowed. Seeing that he was approaching the old man, he had already decided to explode and kill with a miserable laugh.
At this moment, there was a soft light in the starry sky, and a big illusory hand suddenly transformed, and with a wave at the three people, the three people immediately spewed blood and retreated in horror.
"Savior, Wang Lin!"
The old man survived the rest of his life, but the moment he heard the name, his expression showed fear and was deeply confused.
"It's... Wang Lin..."
I don't know how many years have passed. In the Lingdong Clan, a white-haired old man is rotten all over, and the smell of rottenness has spread from afar, and it has already reached the time of death.
"Fifth decline of heaven and man... Fifth decline... I am agile in my life, do I really want to stop here!" The old man smiled miserably, his mouth overflowed with the last bit of black blood, and closed his eyes.
But at the moment his eyes closed, he seemed to have entered a strange world, where it was blurred, and everything could not be seen, except for a figure in front of him, his back facing him, clearly into the eyes.
"Be my slave, let you enlighten you!" An icy voice came slowly.
"Who are you!" The old man's eyes narrowed.
"Wang Lin!" The figure turned, his gaze was like electricity, and he looked at the old man, who looked like Wang Lin!
The old man's complexion suddenly changed. Originally, his concentration would not be so, but the name Wang Lin has been with him for almost all his life, from entering the Lingdong clan from his childhood, to the clan seal granted by his teacher, and his real name Wang Lin.
Until several life and death crises, someone who claimed to be Wang Lin would rescue him. All of this has almost become a dream of his life!
"If you agree, you will no longer be smart from now on, give your name-Gu Nuzi!"
At the moment this sentence came out, this vague world collapsed, turning into countless fragments and scrolling, tearing apart all the memories of Ling Dong, making him awake in the Emperor's furnace, trembling violently.
However, despite being sober at the moment, there is still confusion.
In the moment he was sober, in the Emperor's furnace, the figures of the eight ancient gods that illusioned overlap each other, and suddenly merged together, becoming the ninth ancient god!
This ancient god raised his axe and moved towards the spirit below, cutting off the tenth axe!
The axe shook the sky and came booming. In an instant, Ling Dong's body was less than a few feet away, and Ling Dong raised his head in a daze.
But at this moment, a cold voice echoed in the Emperor's furnace.
"Are you smart, or an ancient slave..."
Master Lingdong shook his whole body, with endless horror in his eyes. He raised his head to the sky and snarled, "Who are you in the end!!"
"I am Wang Lin!" Wang Lin slowly spoke with a tired expression outside the emperor furnace that day.
His voice was transmitted into the Emperor's furnace and turned into countless rumbling thunders of the spirit master, leaving him staying there, echoing in his ears, it was the word Wang Lin!
The axe flashed, and the tenth axe crashed on top of Ling Dong's head, turning into a circular mark on the center of its eyebrows... His eyes lost any look and fell backwards, being swept by a storm of souls. Nowhere to go.
Outside the Emperor's Furnace, Wang Lin's exhaustion was more intense, but his eyes were filled with joy. He took a deep breath, and through the Emperor's Furnace, his Dream Dao skills successfully disrupted the heart of Ling Dong and left his mark. !
Only after a period of warming and cultivating, coupled with many prohibitions and precautions, can the other party truly be used by him.
"Unfortunately, there are still a lot of drawbacks... But time is limited, and we can only do this step." Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his sleeves flicked, and the inside of the Emperor's furnace became turbid, but it was turbid. It quickly dissipated, revealing the Dao Spirit who was sealed by Wang Lin alone in another world!
Such a Qilin-like Dao Ling was constantly roaring, his body was filled with flames, and the wounds in his body were being healed rapidly at an extremely terrifying speed.
From the looks of it, I'm afraid it won't take too long, it will be completely restored!
Wang Lin didn't know what Dao Ling was, and even the thing in front of him was the first time he saw it in his life. At this moment, he realized that this thing had such an amazing healing speed, Wang Lin couldn't help but condensed his eyes.
"I want to see what this spirit is!" Wang Lin waved forward with both hands pinching tactics, and suddenly, in front of the spirit body in the Emperor's furnace, a huge stone gate suddenly appeared!
This stone gate is the gate where Wang Lin in the world of wind immortal realizes the eternal vicissitudes of life through the moon!
"Liu Yue... Reverse time!"
When the moon was exhibited, time went retrograde, Wang Lin's eyes passed through the huge stone gate, and he clearly saw the spirit inside, which seemed to be stripped of layers of mystery over the years.
After a while, Wang Lin suddenly changed his complexion, stood up suddenly, and stepped back subconsciously.
"This... this is... impossible..."