Turning the truth and falsehood into the illusion and true calamity, surrounded by the millions of fog, the formed figures rushed straight to the cracks in the sky above Wang Lin with struggling roars.
A loud noise echoed through the entire Kunxu star field, and the ten thousand zhang crack was trembling violently under Wang Lin's catastrophe. Wang Lin's white hair floated, and his cold eyes stared at the crack. With a flick of his sleeve, he walked towards the crack.
His steps are not fast, but every time his steps fall, he will make a thunderous sound. As soon as this sound appears, the tremor of the crack is violent again.
Compared with the trembling of the crack, Wang Lin's calmness formed a sharp contrast.
Wang Lin is not afraid of the catastrophe. He has a great Confucian heart and a mighty air. The world and everything are equal, and even the catastrophe cannot be surpassed.
"Everything has its origin. Today Wang wants to see why this catastrophe came out, why it happened, and why it appeared between the world and the earth!" Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he walked in there. Mingxia, getting closer and closer to the crack.
At the moment when the crack was less than ten thousand feet long, a bright light suddenly emitted from the crack. This light spread out and enveloped the surroundings, completely reflecting the dark starry sky mist.
Under the light, I saw something slowly drifting out of the crack. This thing was an extremely ordinary whisk. It was only seven feet in size. The purple wood was the pole, and the nameless white hair was the whisk. The three thousand silks seem to symbolize the three thousand avenues.
This thing slowly floated out of the crack, and flicked it towards Wang Lin, only to see the three thousand flicks of its own without wind, and immediately drifted away. Under this flick, an invisible force turned into The ripples spread from this dust.
Under the ripples, Wang Lin's footsteps paused slightly, his eyes shone, and the paused right foot fell without hesitation, making his whole body like a meteor, heading straight to the dust that floated out of the cracks. .
The ripples spread and penetrated into the surrounding fog. Just as Wang Lin approached, one of the three thousand white whiskers was suddenly separated from the root of the whisk, and floated out like tobacco. Under the flying, this white whisker was flying. Rolled together, seeing silently, turned into a spell.
Gravity!
At the same time, the second white silk separated from the root and fluttered out, turning into a second spell, fireball.
The third white silk followed, turned into a slaughter, and became the endless killing sword energy transformed by the killing sword.
The fourth, fifth, sixth... In an instant, there were hundreds of white silks floating away, turning into nirvana fingers, yellow spring fingers, and magic fingers, etc. Wang Lin saw in the first step. To all the magical powers.
Among these supernatural powers, some of them have been mastered by him, and some of them have been shown by others.
After hundreds of white silks, the three thousand dusted silks continued to separate from the roots, and once again turned into magical powers, including the magical powers of clear water, the magical powers of Situ, and the call of the wind to call Yushan to collapse and crack the ground.
All of this was just an instant. In front of Wang Lin, three thousand white silks suddenly turned into countless magical powers that Wang Lin had seen in his life.
There are also the magical powers of Qinglin Shuidaozi, Lufuzi, etc., and even the magical powers of the five primordial gods, the second-generation Suzaku, and others!
Three thousand whiskers, three thousand avenues, three thousand magical powers! Almost half of Wang Lin's memory skills appeared in the starry sky at this moment.
These three thousand magical powers blended together perfectly, and with the sweep of the dust, they enveloped all the starry sky around Wang Lin and blasted towards him.
Perhaps one, two, or even a hundred supernatural powers does not matter. Even if the three thousand come together, it will not hinder Wang Lin, but at the moment these three thousand supernatural powers are transformed by the dust of this day. Every supernatural power reveals one. The breath that Wang Lin is familiar with, this breath is amazingly immortal!
In this way, its power is enough to shake the world.
This celestial energy is not the celestial jade aura contained in the four great celestial realms in the realm, but the real celestial aura, the golden light from blood. If it wasn’t for encountering a madman, if it wasn’t for Wang Lin’s eyebrows with the immortal immortal body. Turning into golden blood, he definitely couldn't recognize the power of three thousand magical powers.
But at this moment, he felt the sense in an instant, and his pupils shrank, looking at the three thousand magical powers that roared and filled the surrounding area, his eyes revealed murderous intent.
"I had doubts before. This tribulation came from the ancient immortal realm. The world behind the crack is the ancient immortal realm. I feel this pure celestial energy right now, so it is obvious that this ancient immortal realm and the Xiangang continent There is a great connection!"
Arrays of pale golden light flashed from these three thousand magical powers, and they came straight to Wang Lin. These magical powers blasted, and instantly fell near Wang Lin one by one.
The sound of the boom was shaking the earth at this moment, causing the starry sky to tremble. Under the frenzied bombardment, Wang Lin's figure was directly covered by the pale golden light. From a distance, the figure was already invisible.
At the same time, another thing flew out from the crack. This thing was a nine-story pagoda. The tower was golden all over, and there was a great pressure. It floated out of the crack and expanded on its own after it appeared. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a size of tens of thousands of feet, and rumblingly suppressed the place where Wang Lin was covered by the golden light.
Three thousand whiskers, for the catastrophe!
The body of the pagoda is heavenly catastrophe again!
This time, the third step of the Heavenly Tribulation against Wang Lin is unprecedented, and its strength is even more astonishing. If Wang Lin's cultivation is only in the early stage of Kongni, then he will undoubtedly die!
Even if his cultivation reached Kongni Great Perfection, he would also collapse and die under this calamity!
Even in today's ethereal mid-term, if it is a source like ordinary power, then under this catastrophe, he definitely has no possibility of survival!
Under the roar of the nine-story golden pagoda, it was directly enveloped in the place that was bombarded by Three Thousand Avenue. With a violent rumbling sound, everything fell silent.
Existing in the mist of this million range, only this nine-story golden pagoda that has existed since ancient times is the only one left!
Nan Yunzi and the others outside of the mist immediately got a shock in the sudden silence. Nan Yunzi stared at the mist with anxiety in his eyes.
Situ Nan was silent, faintly feeling a little bit of a bad thing. He didn't say anything, and he was about to rush into the mist as soon as his body moved, but Nan Yunzi waved his right hand to stop him from moving forward.
"Nan Yunzi!! You want to stop me!!!" Situ Nan turned his head abruptly, his eyes were full of madness, staring at Nan Yunzi firmly, and the words spoke out, which contained horrendous murderous intent.
He knew that he was not Nan Yunzi’s opponent, but at this moment, he faintly felt that Wang Lin’s crisis was bad. With Situ Nan’s character, even if his master Qinglin was in front of him, he did not hesitate to take action. .
Nan Yunzi didn't mind Situ Nan's words, but was silent for a short while before speaking in a deep voice.
"Feng Zun is crossing the robbery, I will wait and don't interfere... if you force it over, not only will it not work, but it will distract him."
Situ Nan's gaze fell into the mist, his fists were clenched, there was a moment of silence, and his hoarse voice slowly uttered.
"I'll wait for Banzhuxiang, if Banzhuxiang is still so quiet inside, I must go there!"
Nan Yunzi sighed secretly, did not speak, looking into the misty eyes, anxiousness became thicker.
In the other direction, the old Zhan Ghost looked more excited, his eyes flickered, he licked his lips and muttered to himself.
"Sanjiu Dust, Zhenxian Pagoda, there should be another thing called Fengminghuan... When he set up the mansion's Heavenly Tribulation, he put these three magic weapons into it..." The old ghost said unpredictable, muttering and looking towards The misty gaze became more and more weird.
Time passed slowly, and the half-pillar of work was as slow as a long number of years for Situ Nan, and the thousands of monks in the world were tense, and their minds felt bad.
"Could it be that the honoring of the honorifics failed to cross the robbery..."
"Impossible, the honour will never fail..."
"It has been silent for a long time, what happened inside..."
The panic, which breeds in the minds of the cultivators in these thousands of realms, makes them anxious one by one, just when Situ Nan became more and more unable to control himself, and wanted to rush into the mist, the quiet half-pillar of the mist was in the mist. , Suddenly there was a violent roar that was earth-shaking, rising to the sky!
In the depths of the mist within a million range, the only pagoda that existed, the whole body trembled suddenly at this moment, and the roaring sound was rumbling from inside.
Inside that pagoda, in the chaos, Wang Lin's whole body was entangled with three thousand white whiskers. Those three thousand whiskers were three thousand magical powers. These magical powers fell on Wang Lin, as if returning to their origins, forming a whisker again. Silk, circling Wang Lin tightly, like a seal.
Even more inside this pagoda, there are bursts of golden light shrouded, that light is full of domineering will, to refine Wang Lin with light, and melt Wang Lin with this immortal power!
However, this Heavenly Tribulation did not know that in Wang Lin's eyebrows, there was a bloodline of the purest immortal in this world!
"The so-called Heavenly Tribulation, is there only these magical powers... If so, this Heavenly Tribulation... is too weak!" Wang Lin, who was entangled by three thousand white silks, swelled out suddenly while shaking his head. The point illusion turned rapidly, and the power of the ancient gods flowed through Wang Lin's body, causing his body to swell wildly in a sudden!
Ten feet, thirty feet, one hundred feet... Up to a few hundred feet, it looked like a giant, the white silk entwined around his body was stretched straight, and even some directly broke apart, and finally became in Wang Lin's body. At the moment of the ancient god, as the breath of the ancient god suddenly diffused out of his body, all the white silks collapsed!
"Unbearable..." Wang Lin shook his head again, and took a step towards the top. His right hand slammed into a fist. The power of the ancient god shook up like a big wave, and punched to the top of the upper tower!