With the roar, Wang Lin's figure turned into a flash of lightning, and went straight to the deep hole on the ground that was smashed out. In a blink of an eye, Wang Lin's figure was approaching the deep hole. Booming out of the pit.
Along with the sound, there were a series of golden glows. The golden glows were dim in color and looked a little purple, not pure. At this moment, they flickered from the deep pit. Following the roar, a burst of bursts broke out. Shocking impact.
It was as if there was a storm collapse in the deep pit, all venting rapidly along the mouth of the deep pit, when Wang Lin approached, it was the moment when this dark golden light burst, the gust of wind roared, rolling Wang Lin’s long hair and clothes, As if to dissipate his body and all his spiritual consciousness.
"You dare to attack me, you offend Xianwei, you must die!!" The roar was mixed with endless anger. Amidst the twinkling of golden light, a thin figure rushed directly out of the pit, its figure blurred, only A piece of dark gold condensed together can be seen.
Wang Lin snorted coldly. His cultivation base broke open the empty door and smashed the heavenly catastrophe. At this moment, it was the middle stage of the ethereal realm. Even the immortal, the idle generation is definitely not his opponent.
At the moment the thin figure rushed out, Wang Lin stepped forward, raised his right hand, and casually grabbed it toward the void ahead. Under this grabbing, the world changed color, and it seemed that there were countless rules that were being caught in an instant. Under Wang Lin's grasp, it was twisted, as if in his hands, all the rules of heaven and earth would lose their trajectory, and they had to obey Wang Lin's divine will.
The thin figure wanted to struggle, but no matter how he resisted it, it had no effect at all. In the end, with a horrified scream, Wang Lin Xukong's thin body was grabbed by Wang Lin's neck.
With a fierce pinch, the thin figure roared all over, as if it was about to collapse, but in the end it was just a spray of blood mist, and it did not collapse.
Wang Lin said softly, he saw this thin figure, his appearance was an old man, his appearance was not good, and there was nothing surprising about it. If he really said so, it was just that his body contained a mixed blood of the immortal. Moreover, it looked extremely weak, but Wang Lin was a little surprised by the toughness of his body.
"You, the cultivation of the lower realm, dare to do something to the immortal, you still don't let go of this immortal!! Don't think that you can do whatever you want with a high level of cultivation. If this immortal was not seriously injured in your early years, killing you would be like squeezing you to death..." the thin old man He screamed and shouted, a haughty look filled his face, it was obvious how this person had criticized the so-called cultivation of the lower realm before the eternal years.
Wang Lin looked the same, but his eyes flashed cold after hearing the old man’s words. After seeing the old man, he lifted his right hand and threw it directly towards the sky, pinched his right hand and pressed it against the old man who was thrown out. .
Under this palm, the sky and the earth roared, and the color of the wind and clouds changed, but a huge palm print appeared from Wang Lin's right hand, absorbing the power of the sky and the earth, turning it into infinity, and blasting away from the earth to the sky.
It looked like he was going to destroy the sky, to blast a hole in the sky, the skinny old man's complexion changed drastically, his eyes showed unbelievable color, and he was about to dodge in the screaming scream, but it was almost instantaneous, and the huge palm prints The roar approached, and a bang passed from the skinny old man's body.
The old man spouted blood, his whole body banged, his left hand shuddered and collapsed and the flesh and blood dissipated. The old man looked terrified. He was still a little confused at this moment. In his memory, he was seriously injured after the war, and finally chose to enter. An eight-and-a-half-star ancient god has been able to heal his wounds and has survived so far. In the past countless years, his injuries have been getting better. Only then did he realize that the embryonic body of the ancient god he had chosen to parasitize his wounds was destroyed. He awakened in anger. Out of Wanglin is not an immortal, but an ant born in the world of this cave mansion.
For such a person, as one of the guards of the Immortal Venerable in his early years, he could deal with it at will, and if he didn't go well, he would vent his anger. It is based on this deep-rooted idea, so angry he chose to kill and vent his anger, just like before he fell asleep, but before he could make a move, he was caught by the oppressive supernatural power that shocked his mind. She fell to the ground severely.
This fall caused the old man to suffer severe pain, but he still did not wake up, but was even more angry, until Wang Lin pinched his neck and blasted his left arm with one of his palms, and then he became frightened. Only then did he wake up, and then realized that the person in front of him was a little different from the lower realm ants who had seen immortals kneeling and bowing in his memory!
"Reverse repair, you are the lower realm reverse repair!!" The old man's voice revealed an unbelievable color, and his body shook back quickly.
Wang Lin looked as usual, flicked his sleeves, and took a step forward. After this step, he appeared directly behind the thin old man, raised his right hand, and patted the old man directly.
With a bang, the old man screamed blood, and was seriously injured again. He staggered towards one another, his pale face filled with terrifying panic in his eyes.
"Impossible. Back then, the master set the Heavenly Tribulation to prevent reverse cultivation from appearing. With Heavenly Tribulation, there can be no third step of reverse cultivation in this world, and this kind of thing can never happen!! Don’t say it’s the master here, even if it’s an immortal. In the many great power caves on the Gang Continent, I have never heard of a lower realm ant who reversely cultivated into the third step, this..."
The old man wiped off the blood, turned around abruptly in a sorrowful smile, and his eyes showed a crazy look. He is an immortal, and he naturally has the means to save his life in despair, and he is a person who experienced the great war very early. Survive in the war, there are no weak ones!
In the pinch with both hands, the old man bit the tip of his tongue and spouted a mouthful of golden blood, but at the moment when the blood spurted out, Wang Lin's eyes flashed suddenly, raising his right hand, calmly and calmly towards the old man. One finger.
"Certainly!"
The whole body of the old man shook directly, and that mouthful of blood was completely fixed in the air in front of him, including his body. At this moment, all operations were lost, even the rotation of the years and the world was also at this moment. , All came to a standstill.
But this old man is a fairy after all. At the moment of being immobilized, there was a moment in his mind that set off a monstrous shock and a shock that passed from his soul.
"Constraction technique!!! This is Master Xianzun's great supernatural power, confinement technique!!! How does he know this technique, how does he learn it, and who taught it to him!"
His thoughts stagnated under the calming magic technique, Wang Lin looked calm, walked to the old man, looked at the horrified expression on his face, raised his right hand, and placed him on the heavenly spirit.
"Let me take a look at what happened here back then!"