The fruit is faint and transparent, and you can clearly see that there is a boy with red glow all over it. This boy is sitting cross-legged with a painful look on his face. The filaments in the countless fruit are connected to his body, as if being absorbed. nutrient.
This boy is the deity of the red shirt. He has no rebellion. He cannot absorb the mixed Taoism in this fruit. His only end is death!
The killing continued, and the screams echoed from all directions, surrounding Long Panzi and the strange creatures who attacked with the Lord of the Heaven Punishment Hall. At this moment, they scattered in a low roar, and went straight down with a cold expression. The clear water that mowed the grass went away.
"In front of my lord, you dare to have fangs!" A cold light flashed in Qing Shui's eyes. He raised his left hand and waved forward, and suddenly a black storm roared. This black storm contained killing. Origin, set off to go straight to the sky, the moment when it encountered those weird creatures, the storm collapsed suddenly.
The origin of the killing within it quickly dispersed, sweeping past the strange creatures that rushed in.
At the moment it swept across, all these creatures trembled one by one, and the sound of clicking came out of the body, but in an instant, it turned into black ice cubes!
They are all frozen!
If it was just frozen, but in the black ice, there were countless ice thorns appearing, penetrating those weird creatures.
Wang Lin took a step forward. He did not look at the outside monks killed by Qingshui, nor did he go to the place where Longyanzi was fighting. Instead, his body was breaking fast while he was striding, and he was approaching the road under the colorful clouds in a blink of an eye. fruit!
All of this happened in an instant, from Wang Lin and Qingshui entering this place, but on the day of the few breaths, the Lord of the Hall of Punishment suddenly turned his head and saw Wang Lin at a glance, and his expression was astonished.
"Feng Zun!" The head of the Heaven Punishment Hall flashed murderously, and he was about to step back and kill him, but Long Panzi looked indifferent, flicking his big sleeve forward, and there was a breath of vicissitudes surrounding him in a sudden. , Blocked the footsteps of the palace master of the penalty hall that day.
"Between you and me, there is still no victory or defeat."
There was Long Panzi blocking it. That day, the head of the Hall of Punishment was filled with cold light. He saw that Wang Lin was going to the Taoist Fruit, and he simply ignored him. In his opinion, the other party, apart from the title of the title, had his cultivation base, Vulnerable. Especially trying to save the red shirt, is even more self-defeating.
At this moment, with both hands pinching the tactics, the incense is condensed, and the fight with Long Panzi begins again!
Here in the colorful world, under Wang Lin's steps, he came outside the Dao Guo, looking at the red shirt inside, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his right hand lifted to shoot at the Dao Guo.
With a loud bang, a counter-shock force spread from the fruit and fell on Wang Lin, causing Wang Lin to step back a few steps, and there was a flickering color in his eyes when he raised his head.
After the fruit was shot by Wang Lin, the filaments connected to the body of the red shirt were twisted, seeming to transfer all the power into the body of the red shirt, making the look of the red shirt even more painful, and he opened his eyes suddenly. , Revealing the void.
Wang Lin stepped forward and raised his right hand for six consecutive shots, the force of the counter-shock roared, and this fruit seemed to have not changed, except for the red shirt inside, his expression more painful and his eyes more empty. .
"A mere cultivation base, I dare to destroy Dao Guo and save people! This Dao Guo can't be destroyed by you, even an old man. I see how you can save the red shirt! The seal placed by the palm master, why? You can break it! The more you attack, the more you help this Dao Guo to refine the red shirt and make it a puppet outside of my world!" The Lord of the Palace of Heavenly Punishment swept away and sneered after seeing this scene stand up.
Wang Lin stood in front of Dao Guo, heard the words of the Palace Master of Punishment, looked back at him and spoke slowly.
"Is it… "
The Lord of the Palace of Punishment sneered that day, he was a little worried about the name of the other party's title, maybe there is some strange way to break this fruit, after all, the previous generation's title is strong, and he has a deep memory.
But now he was relieved. He concluded that Wang Lin would never break this fruit. After he was relieved at this moment, his eyes flashed, and when he was fighting against Long Panzi, he constantly swept towards the clear water in the killing.
The more I look at it, the more I am scared!
"The origin of killing is actually the origin of killing... Once they join forces, this battle is difficult, and you need to choose to retreat!" During the battle, the Lord of the Palace of Punishment shook his body this day, and the roar of his hands shook the sky, and slightly shook the dragon away. After Panzi's entanglement, he took a step towards the exit of the colorful world.
"The three of you can work together, maybe you can really save the red shirt, old man, leave!" That day, the Lord of the Hall of Punishment flashed and was about to leave, but at this moment, Qing Shui suddenly raised his head and raised his right hand forward. With the wave, a piece of black energy suddenly transformed, the source of the killing spread, forming a piece of ice, not an attack, but straight to the exit of the colorful world, as soon as it fell, it turned into an ice seal, and the exit was sealed unexpectedly.
"My Lord hasn't killed enough yet."
That Long Panzi also raised the pinch with his right hand, and a scene of mountains and rivers boomed out, blocking in front of the Lord of the Heavenly Punishment Hall, and walking straight to the black-clothed old man.
"The old man is not healthy, you don't want to leave in a hurry."
There was a cold light in the eyes of the hall of the penalty hall that day, and he suddenly turned to look at Qing Shui and Long Panzi, his expression was gloomy, and he simply didn't leave, but flung his sleeves, and his incense world suddenly appeared behind him.
"Don't let the old man go, then you will have to pay the price!"
Long Panzi was silent, and under the pinch of his right hand, the magical landscape of mountains and rivers suddenly spread out, and the mountains and rivers within it seemed to be awakened, and it suddenly turned out in this colorful world.
Long Panzi took a step forward, and the whole person dissipated directly, and he merged with the mountain and river map, scrolling under the mountain and river, and directly pressed towards the Lord of the Heavenly Punishment Hall!
He had already burned his vitality before, and now he did not care about himself when he took his shots, and he rolled the mountains and rivers and suddenly turned into a huge palm. This palm burned, exploding the strongest cultivation base of Long Panzi's life, towards the Palace of Heavenly Punishment. The hall master grabbed it.
At this moment, Qing Shui raised his head, pinched with his right hand, and said gently: "Yinyue!"
The moment his words were uttered, Qing Shui waved his right hand forward and pointed at the palace master of the penalty hall that day. The colorful world immediately shook, and outside the body of the black-clothed old man, wisps of cloud appeared out of thin air.
This dark cloud appeared extremely suddenly, and at the moment it appeared, a circular totem suddenly appeared on the face of the black-clothed old man.
This totem looks like a bright moon!
"It's sunny!" Qing Shui's eyes flashed murderously, and immediately the bright moon on the old man's face burst out with endless rays of light. This light, like sunshine, seemed to collapse at the moment when it flashed out. That bright moon.
"Bai Fan's technique!! This is Bai Fan's triple six-dao technique! Bai Fan is dead, you are... You are Qingshui!!" The bright moon on the old man's face is distorted. It is possible to resist this technique, but right now, almost at the moment when the sun shines on his face, the huge palm of the Long Panzi burning everything turned into a huge palm is coming.
Qing Shui took a step forward, and a wave of shocking killing filled the air, and went straight to the black-clothed old man.
When Qing Shui and Long Panzi shot at the same time, the roar surging up in this instant, the sound of the roar shook the entire colorful world, and it turned into a huge impact to sweep and push the surroundings.
The three continents floating in the sky that day collapsed directly under this impact, turning into countless rubble, and in the process of rewinding, they broke apart again and became filled with fly ash.
In the surrounding area, the many out-of-bounds repairs that had not been killed by Qingshui before, there was nowhere to hide at this moment. Although the strongest magic weapon was sacrificed, they disappeared one by one under the impact, and all died.
If the entire colorful world had been wiped out, a large-scale collapse had begun.
The palm of Long Panzi's transformed hands shattered under the impact, and Long Panzi's figure appeared, stepping back several feet, and exhaling a breath of primordial spirit, his expression wilted, but his eyes were always calm.
Qing Shui's body was upside down, his cultivation was insufficient. Although the killing origin was strong, he still had injuries and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but his expression was extremely cold.
That day, the head of the penalty hall sprayed blood, and his body was shaken, and the countless incense surrounding the surroundings that blocked the blow of the two of them were all shattered. As the bright moon dissipated, five deep lines appeared on his face. The crack, this crack directly penetrates into his head, and spreads toward the body.
Blasts of sunlight flickered from the crack, and as it spread, the huge pain enveloped the black-clothed old man, and there was even more killing energy in his body. His mountain half-length clothes were torn, and there was a huge palm print on his back. There were mountains and rivers in the palm print, causing the old man's body to wither instantly.
He looked gloomy and said coldly: "I will help you save the red shirt. Together, we can open Dao Guo and leave for the old man in this matter. How about! Otherwise, the old man is seriously injured, and both of you will be buried together! "
"No need." Wang Lin's icy voice answered him.
In the unbelievable gaze of the black-clothed old man, Wang Lin raised his right hand, and under the soft light diffused directly into the huge Tao fruit, without causing any counter-shock force, he grabbed it. The red jersey in Daoguo suddenly pulled outwards and rescued the red jersey from Daoguo.
The countless connected filaments on the red shirt were shocked by Wang Lin, and they all collapsed. The hollow eyes of the red shirt immediately revived!
"No one knows this fruit better than I... Even the palm of your mouth, it won't work..." Wang Lin loosened the red shirt and waved his right hand at the branch on the fruit. The blood flashed, and the blood sword swept across and slashed directly. Broken branches, the fruit fell and was supported by Wang Lin, turned around to look at the shocked face of the Palace Master of Heaven Punishment.
"It's impossible!!" That day, the Lord of the Palace of Punishment took a few steps back subconsciously and stared at all this blankly. He couldn't believe that Wang Lin rescued the red shirt so easily.
"I swallowed a Dao Guo and absorbed it all." Wang Lin waved away and took the Dao Guo in his hand and spoke calmly.