On the back of Petrochemical Xuanwu, five tiny cracks appeared where Wang Lin's double fists fell. Under the sound of that click, the crack spread to the surroundings and divided into many branches.
But at this moment, there was a gust of gray gas directly ejected from the crack. The gray gas was full of the breath of death. The moment it sprayed, it went straight to Wang Lin's body and rolled around.
Its spraying force was extremely strong, like a storm, and it directly touched Wang Lin's body, but Wang Lin had already been wary of it, and at the moment the gray gas sprayed out, his body immediately retreated.
Even in this instant, the gray energy separated, following the huge body of Xuanwu, and went straight to the cross-legged Xuanwu Saint Emperor on his head.
The gray energy was too fast, and it poured into the body of the Xuanwu Saint Emperor in a blink of an eye, causing this person to shock, as if he were going to be resurrected. An extremely strong breath suddenly burst out from the body of the Xuanwu Holy Emperor, and there seemed to be a faint roar! If this scene is changed to another monk, it may be caught off guard and difficult to stop due to lack of experience and errors in judgment.
But Wang Lin killed all his life, and his mind became a demon. He had been prepared for the moment he saw the Holy Emperor Xuanwu earlier. At this moment, without thinking, when the Holy Emperor Xuanwu absorbed the dust, it seemed to be resurrected. Retreating, raising his right hand and waving forward, the blood flashed, and he rose to the sky.
But the blood sword flashed out directly, with the aura and speed enough to break through the void, the screaming was approaching the front of the Xuanwu Holy Emperor, passing by his neck under a flash.
Without blood, a head was directly blown by the wind carried by the blood sword, and separated from the flesh. It even cut off the three-inch sharp thorns that penetrated his body and emerged from the head of Tianling!
The gray gas that poured into the body of the Xuanwu Holy Emperor, at the moment his head was cut off, a large amount of it was vented from the wound on his neck. The faint roar before that immediately turned into a stern roar, as the gray gas sprayed. The more you go out, the weaker you get quickly.
The body of the Xuanwu Saint Emperor, because of this unexpected appearance, shivered and withered in the spray of a large amount of gray gas, and finally collapsed.
A crisis was decisively dissipated by Wang Lin!
After retreating, behind Wang Lin, the blade of flesh and blood whistled and approached again, and the wailing that came out of it seemed to swallow Wang Lin. As soon as it fell, Wang Lin suddenly turned around, and his eyes were crazy and his wisdom was revealed at the same time. , He raised his right hand and slammed a fist toward the giant knife.
With a bang, Wang Lin stepped back several feet. When the giant sword shook, it screamed again and again, but there were thousands of souls that collapsed directly, and the size of the giant sword slightly changed.
As soon as Wang Lin stepped back, he rushed out again, swiping his right fist, and constantly bombarding the sword of flesh and blood in this colorful world, with loud noises, the sword of flesh and blood was shaken higher and higher, and its size decreased rapidly. .
In the end, under Wang Lin's roar, he broke the knife of flesh and blood with one punch, and all the flesh and blood in it was turned into ashes under the unwinding!
All this is extremely fast, seemingly simple, but in fact, every punch is all Wang Lin’s power. At this moment, the repulsive force in his body is already overwhelming. Under the severe pain, every sweat pore in his body is There is blood secreted.
But he ignored all this. After smashing the knife of flesh and blood, Wang Lin turned around abruptly, with determination and firmness, after he lifted off to the limit, he rushed towards the bottom!
With the power of ascent and descending, Wang Lin, like a meteor, went straight to the back of the cracked petrochemical basalt!
"Broken! Broken! Broken!" Wang Lin's low roar was pervasive, and his speed was so fast that he set off a shocking roar, and with a bang, his fists landed on the Xuanwu back.
The huge petrified basalt body vibrated, and the cracks on its back suddenly seemed to be torn, and there were large-scale fractures, and even in some places, it directly collapsed.
Wang Lin's eyes were red, and the only thought in his mind was to smash the basalt so that it could not suppress the soul of Qingshui. After one punch was not completely successful, he blasted another punch!
One punch! !
From a distance, Wang Lin on the back of Xuanwu waved his fist and smashed it crazy. Every time his fist fell, the Xuanwu vibrated, with more cracks in his back, and greater collapse!
Even in Wang Lin's fist, as it fell, golden light filled, flames and thunder intertwined, making its destructive power more violent. In a flash, Wang Lin had already thrown hundreds of punches, and his body sprayed bleeding mist. , The repulsive force in the body burst out in an all-round way.
The severe pain in that body was all turned into madness by Wang Lin at this moment, a determination to rescue Qingshui!
In this world, there are only a few people who can make Wang Lin do this level. Qingshui is one of them!
With the fall of hundreds of punches, most of the Xuanwu's back has collapsed, but it still hasn't been completely broken. Wang Lin's facial veins bulged, his body rolled upwards, directly lifted into the sky by thousands of feet, and his right hand raised a finger to the sky. .
"Yu Ling Yin!"
When the sky darkened, a huge golden palm print suddenly appeared, and the ripples around the palm print enveloped the sky. As Wang Lin's right hand fell, the palm print directly descended and penetrated his body, descending toward the back of the Xuanwu below!
Wang Lin dropped down at the same time after the palm print, his right hand became a palm, and the golden light filled his whole body. From a distance, he looked like an immortal. Amid his roar, he went straight down!
With a roar, the huge palm print made by the service spirit seal suddenly landed on the Xuanwu's back. Xuanwu's body shook violently, and a palm print-shaped depression appeared on his back immediately, and the edges were all shattered!
At the same time, Wang Lin’s right palm followed the Yu Lingyin and pressed on the back of the collapsed Xuanwu. Under this press, the Xuanwu back exploded with extreme force, and all the armor on it The film was all shattered, and with a bang, it quickly rewinded toward the surroundings!
Xuanwu, collapse! A sorrowful soul floated out of the collapsed Xuanwu body and went straight to the clear water.
At the moment of its collapse, the one hundred thousand sharp thorns on its back, including the root where Qingshui was located, were all disconnected. Except for the root of Qingshui that rose into the air, the other nearly one hundred thousand sharp thorns whizzed at the same time, but It was in the collapse, from all directions straight to Wang Lin penetrating.
These nearly one hundred thousand sharp thorns, after the collapse, were no longer mountain-shaped, but like acupuncture. Their speed was too fast to give Wang Lin a chance to dodge. They were approaching in an instant, and they directly pierced Wang Lin's body. Location!
The pain was rolling, and a sharp thorn penetrated Wang Lin’s chest. In an instant, more sharp thorns came madly. In just a few breaths, Wang Lin's figure was already wrapped in that hundred thousand sharp thorns. It's gone.
All you can see is a huge spike!
The remaining sound is faint, and gradually dissipated, the colorful world, under the continuous roar before, slowly quieted down, the hundred thousand mountains disappeared, only the place where the clear water was floating in the air, shrouded in colorful clouds, no more sound.
Outside that mountain, there is a huge stone ball floating in the sky, which is covered with sharp thorns.
On the ground, a Xuanwu with its back collapsed, but its head still raised, looked at the distance silently, motionless, within its broken carapace, a piece of petrified debris, faintly scattered with grey air.
But deep in his back, there was a broken gray spar, emitting a gloomy light, flashing.
It seemed that everything in this colorful world calmed down, but after half a column of incense, the floating giant spike suddenly shook, and a bang sound came from it, as if someone was waving a fist inside, wanting Open this prickly ball!
The banging sound became more and more intense, and finally it almost became one piece, breaking the quiet seven-color world. After a while, but with a thud, the huge spike directly collapsed in a position. A golden fist suddenly collapsed. Reach out!
This fist was trembling and bloody, and there were countless broken thorns deeply penetrating on it, and a roar of roar quickly spread from the gap and enveloped the surroundings! Under this roar, another fist stretched out from the gap, trembling with the same blood, these two fists slowly loosened, grabbing the edges on both sides of the gap, and at the moment when the roar was even crazier, the two fists His hand slammed outwards!
With a click, the huge spike was suddenly torn open a crack, revealing a figure whose whole body was stained with blood, even its hair.
Numerous sharp thorns penetrated almost every position of the figure's body, and even in his eyes, there were several sharp thorns passing through. A thick gasp came from the figure's mouth, turning into a white breath. spray.
He seemed to be resting and regaining his strength. After ten breaths, he raised his right hand, slowly grasped the sharp thorn that pierced his eye, and yanked it outwards, bleeding his eyes and closing it.
After a long time, he opened his eyes suddenly, roared in his mouth, and again grasped the spike ball in front of him with both hands and tore it vigorously. With a boom, he completely broke the spike ball away.
Inside the spike ball, countless sharp thorns are connected to the figure's body. As it breaks apart, some of those sharp thorns are drawn out, and blood is sprayed.
But more sharp thorns remained in Wang Lin's body after being broken.
"Brother Qingshui, I'll save you..." After the roar dissipated, the faint voice came from Wang Lin's mouth. He took a step forward, and the whole person walked out of the stabbing ball, but the step that was taken was to let The pain in his body is almost unbearable, and there are tens of thousands of sharp thorns penetrating his body.
With every step taken, the blood will be left behind the sharp thorns. Wang Lin's body also slowly grew from a thousand feet, gradually shrinking back to normal. In the process, many of the sharp thorns on his body broke apart. , But the sashimi that remained in his body was as if it had grown in Wang Lin's flesh, and could not be taken out.
"Brother, I'm here..." Wang Lin walked into the colorful clouds and mist, his eyes were blurred, but he still faintly saw the clear water with his head down, his face covered by messy hair, and his body trembling.
With the blood flowing down continuously, Wang Lin walked slowly, and when he was seven feet away from Qingshui, he raised his right hand and grabbed the first sharp thorn on Qingshui's chest. After taking a deep breath, he yanked outwards. !