"Colorful Spear!" This same spell has been used by a madman. Even Wang Lin knows all the formulas and marks, but he hasn't fully understood it yet and cannot use it.
But he knew that this colorful spear had the power to destroy the sky and the earth. Like the ancient umbrella of the Burning Realm, it was a supreme supernatural power that did not belong to this realm!
Under this gun, all the scenery in front of Wang Lin's eyes dissipated, and only the endless colorful colors were left. There was despair in his eyes, and the breath of death in his sorrowful smile filled his whole body.
Wang Lin understood that he couldn't hide, escape, or resist... This last colorful spear was the real catastrophe of life and death.
In front of his eyes, there seemed to be the billowing dark clouds that he had seen before on the mountain peak. In the pouring rain, in front of the ferocious dark clouds that were rapidly spreading and moving, that helpless white bird appeared.
The look of the flying bird clearly appeared in Wang Lin's mind at this moment. The flying bird also had hopelessness, unwillingness, and struggle in his eyes, but in the end it was moved by the dark cloud, as if opened. Big mouth swallowed and drowned the flying bird.
This flying bird is a sign of life and death.
The sky was shrouded in colorful colors, and the colorful spear condensed by the colorful light, was getting closer and closer to Wang Lin in the whistling. Wang Lin was bitter. He understood that he was afraid that he would not be able to survive this catastrophe...
"Father, mother... Tie Zhu is very tired, come to accompany you, okay..." In Wang Lin's eyes, the despair disappeared, and it was replaced by a color of relief.
He is very tired, he wants to rest, he wants to close his eyes, he wants to live the life of a mortal, he will not face the life and death crisis all day long, he will not consider all the struggles of fate, and he will not be tired. Parents, let him send white hair in black, knelt at the grave and cried bitterly.
He would rather be himself, not knowing anything... He didn't know that there were monks on Vermilion Star, he didn't know that there were many cultivation nations besides Zhao Kingdom, he didn't know this Vermillion Bird Star, or the Suzaku sealed by the Alliance Star Territory...
He didn’t want to know the starry sky beyond Vermilion Star, the cultivation stars like Vermilion Star, there were countless, and even more than the existence of Vermilion Star. The alliance is just in the Kunxu Star Territory...
He also didn't want to know that outside the Kunxu Star Territory, there were Luo Tian, Yunhai, and Zhaohe...
He didn't want to know, it turns out that all this is only within the world, outside, there are also heaven and earth, and the outside world called by the ancient stars...
Even as he walked along, Wang Linyin realized that out of all this, there was... and...
"It's over... It's free... Wan'er, I'm sorry... I still don't have the strength to wake you up... Ping'er, I'm sorry... I did my best for my father..." Wang Lin closed his eyes in bitterness.
All of this was his last thought before death for a moment in his mind as the colorful gun roar approached.
The moment he closed his eyes, his shirt on his chest collapsed to pieces, his chest appeared deep and hollow, and flesh and blood rolled and torn apart. The same was true of his face...
Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil...
With Wang Lin's closed eyes, at the moment when the Colorful Spear was only tens of feet away from his body, scenes of warm scenes appeared in his mind...
In the yard, his father took a cigarette, put it aside, and while exhaling the smoke, he was concentrating on carving a small wooden horse in his hand with a smile on his face. This was his seventh birthday gift to Tie Zhu.
Wang Lin squatted next to his father, with his chin in his hands, with excitement in his eyes, looking at the little wooden horse that was gradually taking shape. In his eyes, his father was omnipotent, his father was his heaven, and his father could do everything.
Not far away, the mother was holding a dustpan in her hand, feeding some chickens, ducks and domestic animals around her, while looking back at the father and son from time to time, with gentle happiness in her eyes.
The picture gradually dissipated and became countless fragments. Under the recondensation of those fragments, a quiet valley surrounded by greenery gradually appeared.
There is a wooden house in the valley. Li Muwan is sitting in front of the house. The green silk is coiled up by her and tied into a woman's decoration. Her delicate face glows with a color of happiness. She tenderly looks at a man in front of her, and she waits. I’ve been with each other for a long, long time, and finally waited until now, I can look at each other silently until my life is eternal...
She gently stroked her hands on the guqin in front of her, playing a burst of soft notes.
With the sound of the piano whirling, Wang Lin was like his father back then, holding a piece of wood in his hand, looking at Li Muwan tenderly and carving it.
The two looked at each other, like this valley, filled with an indescribable taste, which is unforgettable.
The picture slowly dissipated, and after it became fragments, it gathered together again. It was a high mountain, and the wind was whistling on the mountain. Wang Lin stood silently on the top of the mountain, his figure full of loneliness and decline.
He looked forward with a look of melancholy hidden, but the melancholy was very strong, even though it was hidden, it still slowly revealed from his back and fell behind him, in the eyes of the young man.
This young man was wearing a coarse cloth gown. Behind his father, no matter how strong the mountain breeze hits him, it will become softer, like his father is like a big mountain that supports his world. With his father, he is not afraid of the high peaks at his feet. Don't be afraid that the wind will sway the grass and trees in the mountains.
With a father, he is not afraid of anything.
"Father, Ping'er will accompany you forever, and we will never divide..." the boy said quietly, looking at his father's back.
The last picture in my mind was shattered, and Wang Lin's body was shattered together. The colorful spear went straight to Wang Lin with a shocking whistle, getting closer and closer.
But at this moment, suddenly in the sky, a voice suddenly came from the hole that was filled and covered by the blue light.
"what?"
The sound appeared extremely abrupt, and even the blue light could not be blocked, and it was clearly introduced in. At the moment when this sound echoed in the world, the complexion of the distant palm suddenly changed, and it looked like a pair of unscrupulous heavens. Eyes, at this moment, revealed his life, an extremely rare horror! !
Even if the Scarlet Soul Child appeared, he didn't do that, but after hearing the sound of just one word, the whole person seemed to collapse, subconsciously stepping back, his expression unbelievable, and even more full-bodied. The horror that can't even be concealed!
"Haha, this king has found you, grandma's, you actually don't care about this king, this king doesn't do it!" In the blue curtain of light, the lunatic was holding a half-eaten chicken drumstick in his hand, and his eyes showed pride, one step Just walked out of the blue light.
With the appearance of the lunatic, a thick golden light diffused from his body.
The palm master changed his expression even more. With his concentration of eternal cultivation base, he collapsed at this moment.
"Lord... Lord..." The palm sovereign was almost gone, looking at the lunatic, his face instantly pale.
While the lunatic was talking, he saw Wang Lin with his eyes closed at a glance, and saw the colorful power whizzing away. With a roar, Wang Lin's body was enveloped in the colorful light.
The lunatic froze for a moment, let out a loud roar, and ignored the palms at all. After a step, his body was golden light, and he went straight to the place that was enveloped by the colorful light, and the loud noise came out.
"You can't die, you haven't played with this king yet, you promised to take me to many places to play..." The madman roared with craziness in his eyes, and instantly rushed into the colorful light and hugged him. Wang Lin is collapsing.
The long spear transformed by its colorful light contains the power of destruction. After the lunatic hugged Wang Lin, all the power of destruction burst out. The reason why this colorful spear is terrifying is because of its explosive power. Seven times, every time it doubles!
Boom boom boom boom, that violent sound shook the sky continuously at this moment, each sound was several times more violent than before, and finally after the seven roars, the sky and the earth shook, and the entire sky was forcibly torn apart and collapsed directly!
Even the surface of the water below burst open at this moment, and the sealed world was completely broken into pieces, rolling in all directions, turning into a torrential storm.
The storm tore open the sky and the starry sky, and after tearing apart everything that existed, a black hole vortex appeared suddenly under the starry sky. The vortex did not know where it led to, and it was completely dark inside.
The lunatic possessed a complete immortal immortal body. Under this collapse, his body disintegrated several times in a row, and finally he held the unconscious Wang Lin. The two were sucked into the place under the storm of the colorful spear exterminating the world. In the black hole vortex, disappeared.
At this moment, under this storm, with the collapse of the world that turned out, the body of the palm master gradually blurred, he stared at the black hole vortex that had dissipated in front of him blankly, and muttered.
"He's really crazy... Really crazy... The Immortal Immortal Body must have been taught to Wang Lin. If he wasn't crazy, he would never do it... He would have been seriously injured, let alone his character at the time. He will save people. He is really... crazy... He doesn't recognize me... "The palm master seemed to be relieved, and his body faded away.
But at the moment it dissipated, a person suddenly and silently stepped out beside him. This person was the old ghost of war. The moment he appeared, his right hand raised and pointed towards the blurred figure of the palm.
Palm Zun turned his head abruptly, but he was in a trance and lost his vigilance.
The old ghost warrior frowned, looking at the place where the black hole vortex was in front of him, his eyes showed the color of thinking, this sealed place was arranged by the great power of the ancient stars, even if he, despite the guidance of the hole, It was still not possible to arrive in an instant, but was slightly delayed.
"Come late, it's a pity that the blood of the fairy body. And the lunatic... Could it be the person in his memory... Unexpectedly, he was really crazy... They were swallowed by the black hole, and the breath that came out of the black hole just opened? , There is clearly the layer of the palace wall... One step at the fairy gang, one step here..." The old ghost was silent, shaking his head and turning away.