"If Qi Caixian respects injury and retreats, then the Qi Cai Taoist I saw in Zhaohe Seven Colors Realm, who is he..." Wang Lin rubbed his eyebrows, and stopped thinking about these chaotic thoughts, but took a look. The ancient fairyland ahead, far, far away, where there are four breaths.
In fact, he felt these four breaths as early as the moment he entered this ancient immortal realm. Besides destroying the statues, there was another reason why he left here. That was to see these four auras. Within the breath, one of them made him familiar.
He already understood some things in his heart, he was going to find the familiar person to make a deal!
Taking a step forward, Wang Lin walked towards the depths of this ancient fairyland.
He galloped all the way, except for a few million li, the big sleeve was thrown away, and there was a storm blasting from the whistling wind, straight to the ground beyond the millions of areas, the remaining ancient tribe statues.
The roar echoed, and the statues collapsed one by one. Wang Lin did not pause, but continued to move forward with a gloomy face. As the statues of the earth collapsed one by one, some of the remaining immortals who were healing were wrapped in them, and they quickly transformed into , Retreat hurriedly backwards.
In a blink of an eye, in the distance around Wang Lin, seven or eight immortal figures condensed and appeared. Each of them glowed golden light all over, with anger in their eyes, staring at Wang Lin from a distance, but no one spoke.
Wang Lin didn’t even look at them. These people might have been very powerful once, but now they can’t attract the least interest of Wang Lin. Especially when he thinks of the difficulty of searching for memory, Wang Lin simply gave up searching for souls and moved forward. These people followed far behind.
But if someone dared to attack him, then Wang Lin wouldn't mind trying to kill the immortals, in fact he hadn't killed enough! If it were not for another plan in the heart, these people would not have the possibility of surviving in front of Wang Lin.
As he walked forward, slowly in front of Wang Lin, four huge statues appeared. These four statues were almost as high as the sky, looking like four sky-high mountains from a distance!
Behind these four statues, there is an endless piece of statues of the ancient tribes, and there is no edge in sight.
Even moreover, in the eyebrows of these four huge statues, there was a whirlpool slowly turning, Wang Lin's eyes swept away, and within the four whirlpools, he felt four extremely domineering auras.
These four breaths, Wang Lin is very familiar with one of them, that breath comes from Suzaku!
This breath, as if it were the ancestor of Suzaku, gave Wang Lin the feeling of seeing a generation of Suzaku in the land of the fall.
"Suzaku..." Wang Lin's eyes condensed, and the aura of the Vermillion Bird in the Fallen Land was almost exactly the same as the aura of the Vermillion Bird from one of these statues. In silence, Wang Lin could already see that there was obviously one of the two auras. It belongs to the clone!
"Suzaku warlord under Seven Color Immortal Venerable, come out and see me!" Wang Lin stopped and floated in the air, slowly speaking, his voice was calm and spread from all directions.
When he stood there, a mighty might descended on him, as if the heaven and the earth were faintly under his feet where he was.
Wang Lin's words echoed, and there was silence around him, and the seven or eight immortals who followed him stopped at this moment, looking coldly.
"What an arrogant little baby, you have destroyed many embryos along the way, and you have killed a few of my ancient immortals. As a descendant of Suzaku, this behavior is already a sin! Old man, White Tiger, will teach Suzaku on behalf of Suzaku. To you!" The gloomy voice broke the silence, and an old man in a white robe walked directly out of the vortex of one of the four statues. The old man's face was wrinkled, and a breath of vicissitudes of life came out with it, shocking the sky. rise.
He left the vortex of the statue in one step, and then went straight to Wang Lin. The speed was so fast that he roared as he moved forward. This roar sounded like a tiger roaring in the sky.
Looking at Wang Lin's gaze, when the old man was coming, a huge phantom almost as high as the earth appeared behind him. The appearance of that phantom was like a giant white tiger!
The eyes of this giant tiger showed fierce light, exuding a pressure that shook the heaven and the earth, causing the old man to reveal the powerful cultivation skills of the early days of Kong Xuan.
Wang Lin's expression remained as usual, his eyes fell on the coming old man, he held it with his right hand, and slammed forward, and set aside the old man's figure, there was a roar that shook the sky and the sound of continuous roaring. , Spread all around, causing the earth to shake.
In the end, with an extremely violent boom, the white-haired old man halted and stepped back, with deep fear in his eyes.
Wang Lin shook his body, but didn't step back. Instead, he calmly looked at the old man and spoke slowly.
"If you fully recover from your injury, you can still fight me. You are not my opponent! Take another step, I will kill!"
Wang Lin's voice was very soft, not as bitter as the cold wind, and no murderous intent, but calmly told this fact, and passed it into the ears of the white-haired old man, the old man was silent. The old man's mind brought a violent shock, which deepened his jealousy.
But if he shrinks because of the other party's word, he can't do it. At this moment, he is about to step out under his teeth.
At the moment he took his steps, Wang Lin's calm gaze swept away, and he met the old man's eyes. Under this moment, the white-haired old man's heart roared again, and the raised footsteps subconsciously retracted.
The calmer Wang Lin's eyes were, the greater the pressure on the old man.
"I don't want to kill you. In my opinion, this ancient immortal realm is nothing strange. It is just a group of crippled immortals on the mainland, claiming to be immortals in this cave mansion, and controlling the lower realm ants in your mouth. It is really ridiculous. !
You are waiting in my eyes, are you not like ants! "
The old man’s face was even more gloomy. He didn’t wonder why Wang Lin knew that Wang Lin searched for the memory of the immortal, and he shook all of it. In his opinion, no one in this cave can break this seal.
But he did not expect that Wang Lin actually opened the seal, saw the memory of Na Shixian, and learned many things about this place.
This is what makes the White Tiger warlord's heart truly jealous, and even because of this, indescribable fear has already risen in the old man's heart.
"Suzaku, come out to see me." Wang Lin didn't look at the old white tiger, but placed his gaze on the brow of the second statue in front of the right side, looked at the whirlpool at the center of the brow, and spoke slowly.
"This is the last time I speak, don't you wait to force me to kill and search for souls!" After Wang Lin finished speaking, he stood there, calmly looking at the sky.
A burst of invisible coercion radiated from his body, enveloped the surroundings, forming a momentum!