The opening of the palm was the cause, the grasp was the effect, and as soon as the cause and effect were printed, the four-cornered altar inside the crack suddenly shook.
But seeing those two corners, a large number of cracks appeared directly, and they collapsed suddenly, turning into countless fragments and exploding, causing a wave of ripples to spread around, burned by flames, and turned into a piece of black smoke.
If only the two horns collapsed, it would not be surprising, but this altar was under Wang Lin’s void karma, not only did the two horns collapse, but even the four swords that surrounded the blurred figure in the center of the altar were also caught. Immediately trembling, hummed like howling.
The four misty, smoke-like auras seemed to be drawn out of the four swords by Wang Lin, invisible to the naked eye, but the divine consciousness could feel them. Those four auras left the four swords and went straight to Wang Lin’s right hand. The moment Wang Lin completely grasped his right hand, he was caught in the palm of his hand.
As these four breaths dissipated, the four swords that had made Wang Lin quite jealous at the time lost all their luster, like iron, without any aura.
But all this is not over yet, the seal of cause and effect, between the palms of the hands, the cause and effect in the hand, all the original things, all cannot escape control, this supernatural power is extremely domineering, the ordinary people do not even have the qualification to dodge, such as the third The man in Budaneng Tsing Yi was also shocked by Wang Lin's cause and effect.
Under the violent shaking of the four-cornered altar, a breath seemed to be drawn out of it, and the tremor became more dramatic, and the cracks filled the altar like a spider web in the blink of an eye.
All this is a long story, but it is actually only a momentary matter. Wang Linyou grasped it, his eyes flashed with coldness.
"Smashed!"
With the word exit, the altar made a terrible roar, and while the roar echoed, the half of the altar that hadn't even had time to penetrate the cracks suddenly collapsed.
Countless fragments scrolled as if turned into a revolving storm, but the storm was almost immediately swallowed up by the surrounding fire.
A low growl suddenly rose from the collapsed altar, but saw the fuzzy figure sitting cross-legged suddenly raised its head, and its body stepped forward, out of the exploded altar, and flashed out in the sea of flames, but It came straight to Wang Lin.
The figure is always fuzzy, even if it rushes out of the sea of fire, it still can't see it clearly. You can only see the illusion. The figure raised his right hand and murmured like magical powers, making the person's right hand immediately diffused. A piece of yellow light slapped it with a palm as it approached Wang Lin.
"Sheng!" Wang Lin hummed coldly. He didn't dodge or dodge. With a flick of his big sleeve, he stretched out his left hand, surrounded by white air, with infinite vitality. He directly slapped the coming figure with one palm, and the palms of the two were separated. The bottom roared loudly, and the figure immediately shook, kicking back a few steps.
Individual vitality usually does not have much physical harm, but Wang Linming realized that life and death, its palm contains vitality, but it is part of the seal of life and death. The first palm of life is to send a strand that will turn into death. Branding.
"With such a cultivation base, I dare to attack Wang!" Wang Lin shook his body and appeared directly in front of the backing figure. He raised his right hand and the black air filled him. As he approached the figure, he pressed a palm on his chest.
"Death!" At the moment of holding it down, the black energy in his right hand crazily followed Wang Lin's right hand into the figure's body, stimulating the previously buried vitality, and completing a life-and-death meeting within the body of this fuzzy figure , Formed a big seal of life and death!
The life and death seal was 10%, the vague figure made a violent roar, but he saw that his body was stunned and spewed out several golden breaths continuously, and his body was even more severely thrown out, even covering his body. The vagueness has also disappeared, revealing his eyes full of horror and disbelief. With a bang, he was directly disturbed by the mark of life and death in his body, and his body collapsed.
The messenger of the Heavenly Tribulation that made Wang Lin embarrassed, today, in front of Wang Lin, is already weak and vulnerable!
"Heavenly Tribulation, what qualifications do you have to bring the Tribulation to me!" Wang Lin's words were calm, but they spread everywhere, and even a million mists spread out, falling into the ears of Nanyunzi Situ Nan and the thousands of monks.
This sentence alone is enough to make these cultivators in the realm boil with enthusiasm. This sentence is extremely arrogant, but at this moment, no one has the slightest doubt!
In this sentence, Wang Lin Ren for more than a thousand years, from the land of the demon spirit that year, when the first calamity came, he was enduring. Today, he has the qualifications, but he asks the sky and asks who this day is. Give you the qualifications to punish my Wang Lin!
Ask this day, who has taken away Li Muwan's qualifications for you!
Ask this day, who gave you the qualifications to punish sentient beings!
Ask this day, who gave you the qualification to become a sky!
The starry sky roared, millions of mists resembled violent anger, creeping in a large area, and bursts of muffled roars came out from the cracks, shocking the mind.
As the sound became more intense, the mist in the million range suddenly rotated and roared more intensely. As it rotated, a force of heaven and earth pressure spread and enveloped endlessly.
In the course of its rotation, countless fuzzy figures soon appeared in those mists. These figures resembled souls, and after they appeared, they let out a stern roar.
In a blink of an eye, there were ghosts everywhere in the mist around Wang Lin. Those ghosts were still fuzzy at first, but they soon became clear, but they turned into faces that Wang Lin was familiar with.
Among these faces are his father and mother, his fourth uncle, Wang Zhuo, Zhang Hu, Liu Mei, and Li Muwan.
In addition, Teng Li, Teng Hua Yuan, and so on, all Wang Lin encountered in this life, or enemies, or friends, or relatives, rushed to Wang Lin from all directions in the mist.
Even when they came, there was a roar, or a gentle call, which filled the mist and rushed into Wang Lin's mind.
Wang Lin was silent, looking at the figures that were getting closer and closer to him, he saw the gray-haired parents holding each other, shaking their bodies and walking step by step, seeing the tears and excitement in their eyes. Seeing that they stretched out their dry hands, they seemed to come over and touch his face.
He saw Li Muwan. Li Muwan's eyes were hazy with tears, but with a warm smile on her face, she wiped away her tears and walked quietly towards Wang Lin.
He saw Liu Mei, and he saw a baby in Liu Mei's arms that was surrounded by black air. The baby's cry was sharp and the sound penetrated his mind.
He saw a lot, and saw everything.
This scene is extremely real. It is the illusion of Heaven's Tribulation. It is almost indistinguishable from the true and the false, and it is born from the heart. All existence gives people an illusion that the true and false can be transformed at any time.
Even when you think that all of this is false, but when you destroy it, you may immediately discover that it turns out that all of this is true. What you destroy is the last soul left by your loved ones in this world!
Wang Lin was silent. Around him, more and more figures walked up with a cry. From a distance, these figures surrounded Wang Lin already and kept approaching.
Wang Lin sighed lightly, took a deep look at the familiar faces around him, and closed his eyes.
He clearly understood the origin of truth and falsehood. For him, all of this made him feel uncomfortable. At this moment, his eyes were closed and everything was false. When he closed his eyes, Wang Lin opened his eyes and everything he saw came true again.
While sighing, Wang Lin closed his eyes again, lifted his right hand and waved forward, as if waving away the empty door, turning all of this true or false, with this wave, the dust returned to the dust. The soil returns to the soil, where does it come from, and where does it go back.
"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, so I can rob him, and if so, Wang is the same! God, open your eyes and take a look. In this world, besides my Wang Lin, how many people are pointing? The roar of the sky!" Wang Lin opened his eyes, raised a finger in the sky with his right hand, and let out a loud roar!
In his roar, the true and false in Wang Lin's source were transformed by magical powers, and the way of true and false came out!
In the surrounding mist, in the angry sky of Wang Lin's finger, illusory figures suddenly appeared. These figures were transformed by Wang Lin's truth and falsehood.
In that figure, there is Zhou Yi who is holding the female body and shouting towards the sky with tears...
In that figure, there is Bai Fan who is pointing to the sky and laughing madly...
In that figure, after waking up, he remembered the memory and looked at the clear water that erupted in silence from the sky...
In that figure, there is also Takumori who is extremely arrogant and scolds the sky...
In that figure, there are many, many...
In that figure, there are also the seven million heavens and earths of the Lightning Clan, the countless people, countless monks who died under the catastrophe, and even the master of the spirits. After seeing the end of the sky, he was confused. The wailing of the mind and the madness lit in his eyes.
Countless figures were transformed in Wang Lin’s real and false roads. Their roar of pointing to the sky formed a special tribulation. When the heaven fell on Wang Lin, the illusion and true tribulation had happened. Then Wang Lin would use the same method to The false path is transformed into this tribulation, and this tribulation responds to it.
Under this roar of finger-pointing roar, this invisible force rushed into the crack in the sky, but there was no response to the crack, and the roar inside was without any interruption.
"Isn't it enough..." Wang Lin closed his eyes, and his divine consciousness suddenly spread in all directions. In a blink of an eye, the entire Kunxu star field was filled, and under the permeation of his divine consciousness, it merged into every cultivation star, and blended into that. In each star soul, merged into their memory.
Ever since the ancient times, all the people living in this Kunxu star field, either mortals or immortals, when they died, when their fate was twisted, when they were miserable, when they raised their heads and looked at the sky. , It may be shouted, or the resentment simmering in the heart, or no one can see it, or all the people who have seen it have died, but the planet they live on has souls, but they are silently remembered.
At this moment, Wang Lin's sense of consciousness turned out to be true and false. Under the transformation, a catastrophe directed against the sky was formed, which burst out.
For the first time, the crack that symbolized the catastrophe trembled, and the roar inside it stopped abruptly.
At the same time, in the other direction outside the fog, the old warrior ghost's eyes showed a bright light that had never been seen before, and the light in his eyes showed a thick color of greed without concealment.
"He has a 30% chance, that's the third one!!" Old Ghost licked his lips.