In the ninth sun, he kept searching, but in the end, Wang Lin found the fate of many people, but he still could not find Qingshui and Situ. Similarly, he did not find the woman who was important to him. .
Until his divine sense came into the body from the ninth sun, he opened his eyes, and a flash of confusion in those eyes made Wang Lin at this moment look as if he was stunned in this world.
"Why don't the fate of Situ and Qingshui exist here... Don't they belong to this cave..." Wang Lin's eyes were more confused.
He remembered that in Zhaohe's colorful world, he saw Qingshui, saw the colorful Taoist, and saw the gaze of the colorful Taoist everywhere in Qingshui's life. That strange gaze is still vividly remembered by Wang Lin today.
"That gaze can faintly explain why Qingshui's destiny is not in this ninth sun... It's just Situ... I know a lot about Situ, he... his talent is amazing, and every time he encounters his cultivation base, he will increase his wealth... Could it be all of this, It is the answer that his destiny is not in this ninth sun!" Wang Lin was silent, looking at the earth below, he seemed to have grasped some thoughts faintly, but these mixed thoughts were covered by layers of mist, so that He couldn't figure out the complete thoughts.
"There is also the day of luck. I couldn't figure out what this person was thinking from the beginning. Perhaps only he himself knows this world... There is still some fear... This person's secrets are many, deep, and terrifying!" Wang Lin looked at the ninth sun in front of him, and his eyes gradually showed coldness.
"Wan'er's fate aura is different from Situ, Qingshui and others. There are traces here, indicating that it should exist in itself, but at the moment I can't find who it is to take away Wan'er's fate!!"
The cold light in Wang Lin's eyes became more and more intense, and in the end it was almost full of coldness. He raised his head and looked at the dim sky, the coldness in his eyes became a murderous intent.
"Wan'er is just an ordinary woman. Her destiny would not be paid attention to, but now it has been taken away. No matter who takes it away, Wang Lin, Wang Lin, swears in this ancient immortal realm, that she will definitely be taken back. If someone changes his destiny, then go to heaven and earth, even in the Xiangang Continent, I, Wang Lin, must be the same as the enemy of the Teng family back then.
Wang Lin's Ni Lin is Wan'er. Now seeing Wan'er's fate aura is taken away, it's like a heart-like pain dug out of his chest. Under this pain, Wang Lin will be crazy!
A person, the more he understands, the more he knows, and the more he understands, the more painful he will be. At this moment, Wang Lin is like this. Perhaps if he has a choice, he will choose not to know everything and become a mortal. Life, end your own life.
But now, now that he knows, now that he understands, then he has no retreat. Wan'er's fate is taken away, and he has nowhere to go. He must find it back so that Wan'er is as detached from fate as himself. So, just now is the first step for Li Muwan to wake up!
All of this, after seeing the life fortune in the ninth sun, Wang Lin already understood. What he is doing now is to resurrect Li Muwan and make Li Muwan wake up.
The monstrous murderous intent in his eyes was gradually hidden by Wang Lin, his expression was gloomy, he didn't even glance at the ninth sun beside him, turned and took a step towards the ground below.
On the ground, three ancient statues of the tribes stood up, and the desolate north wind whizzed past, rolling up countless sand grains on the ground, raising dust and covering the world.
Looking around, there are no creatures on the earth, but there are only ravines and pits on the ground between the statues.
The ravines were left in a certain war before Henggu, and the deep pits were the same, like scar pits, leaving traces of time on this earth.
The howl of the wind can only take away the surface dust of this scar, but it can't blow away the heaven and earth aura left by all the magical powers back then.
The body fell on an ancient god statue, Wang Lin stood there, his white hair was blown away by the north wind, his white clothes made a continuous sound of beating, and the wind whimpered by his ear, Wang Lin's eyes slowly calmed down. After a long time, he looked down at the statue under him.
The ancient god of this statue is already dead, but there is still a strange power inside. It is this power that makes this statue wake up at any time, become a puppet that has lost its existence, and become the so-called messenger of heaven.
"The ancient tribes have become the guards of this cave mansion, sad, pitiful, and hateful!" Wang Lin shook his head and his right foot was a little bit below the statue. The moment his body leaped up, there was a roar from the statue, but cracks were seen. It immediately appeared at the spot on Wang Lin's right foot, spreading rapidly to the surroundings, and almost instantly, it completely enveloped the statue.
With a violent rumbling sound, the statue collapsed directly, splitting into countless rubbles, scattered on the ground.
"The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the soil. Since you have already died in the battle, don't hold the surviving heart and die on the battlefield. Fang is the one I waited for, the best destination!" Wang Lin shook his sleeve and moved forward. Walking in one step, all the statues, whether they were ancient gods, ancient demons, or ancient demons, were all swept and collapsed one by one.
"I won't destroy you today, and you will wake up in the future, and you will surely disturb the world and become puppets..." Wang Lin sighed lightly, raised his right hand and patted forward, with a bang, an ancient demon statue collapsed into fragments and fell apart. Open.
With the continuous collapse of the statues made by the death of the ancient tribes, the breath of ancient demons, ancient demons, and ancient gods spread from those collapsed statues, turning into tobacco, floating in this world, forming a A fuzzy ghost.
These phantoms are what they looked like before they were alive, and they can even see their original injuries from the phantom. At this moment, these ancient tribes looked confused after they turned out, but they soon understood everything, bitterly. He bowed to Wang Lin, his figure twisted into tobacco shreds, turned and went straight to Wang Lin, fusing with Wang Lin's body.
As Wang Lin walked forward, all the statues collapsed in the world where he passed. The roar and countless fists in the sky seemed to be liberated. Looking at it from a distance, it was shocking at the same time. Deep sorrow came out of those figures.
Wang Lin didn't speak any more, and walked away silently. Accompanied by the roaring sound, there are many phantoms to send each other in a bow, there are countless ancient tribes breath into the center of his eyebrows, left eye, right star point.
The land is vast, and under the roar of the collapse of the statue, the whimpering north wind swept away the sorrow, constantly blowing away the whirlpool, the whimpering sound was like a whisper, and it seemed to tell the past.
I don’t know how long it has passed. In front of Wang Lin, a huge statue measuring several thousand feet high appeared. In the center of the eyebrows of this statue, there are nine star points. Although the ninth star is still slightly blurred, it is already there. The rudiment, the ancient god of this statue, is infinitely close to the peak of the nine stars.
He stood there, raised his right hand to make a fist, the fist was only half-swept, his expression contained pain and unwillingness, and his body was solidified by a force and turned into a statue.
On his body, he wore a simple set of armor, but even that armor became part of the statue.
This is the ancient god with the most star points that Wang Lin has seen along the way. Standing in front of this ancient god statue, Wang Lin seems to be able to faintly feel the power of the ancient god back then. The half-swept fist seems to be OK Blast open the world and kill countless monks.
The opened eyes revealed unwillingness. As long as they looked at it, it seemed that he could hear the roar from the eternal years that came from the statue in his heart.
Standing in front of the statue, Wang Lin was silent for a while. After holding a fist and bowing, his right hand suddenly waved towards the statue. There were countless cracks in the statue's body immediately, and the cracks continued to spread under the sound of cracks, and finally filled. With a violent roar over the whole body of the statue, the body of the statue began to collapse in a wide range.
However, at the moment of its collapse, in the center of the statue's eyebrows, where the nine star points were connected to form a ring, suddenly there was a whirlpool rapidly rotating.
As it turned, the eyebrows of the statue seemed to melt, and a sharp roar immediately rang out from the whirlpool. Wang Lin's eyes condensed. In fact, as early as the moment the whirlpool appeared, he was aware of it and looked at him coldly. .
I saw a dry hand struggling to stretch out from the vortex of the statue's eyebrows with countless mucus, and as it stretched out, a gloomy breath suddenly spread out, permeating all directions.
This breath completely diffused from this dry right hand. This hand seemed to represent death, containing supreme majesty, and bursts of golden light faintly flickered from within that hand.
The sharp roar became more violent, and the dry hand grabbed to the side, as if to crawl out of the whirlpool, the louder the roar became clearer, and it was just a moment, and it was earth-shattering.
"You disturbed my immortal's sleep, you destroyed my healing embryo, you committed a capital crime... No matter where you come from, you will die to death... Not only you will die, but the clan you belong to must be buried with you! Destroy the embryo, your body becomes my embryo... You..."
"Noisy!" Without waiting for the voice to finish, Wang Lin interrupted in a cold snort. He took a step forward, raised his right hand like lightning and grabbed the dry hand, his eyes flashed coldly and violently. One drag.
"You are struggling so painfully, I'll help you out! Get out of here!" Wang Lin let out a low growl, and slammed vigorously under a tugging, the statue collapsed completely with a bang, a red| The naked and thin figure was pulled out by Wang Lin, and slammed it towards the ground.
There was a burst of air on the ground, and a big crater was directly smashed into the ground. Wang Lin leaped forward and went straight into the pit!
"It's good to have a living person, whether you are a fairy or a cultivator, Wang wants your memory."