In the four major star regions in this realm, all the invading monks from outside the realm at this moment are all buried in the four movements of the wheel transformed by all the forces in that realm, disappearing in smoke.
The only one who escaped was the immortal concubine, with a panic, she hurried away from the torn crack. However, there is another person who did not die under the movement of the world, this person is Yunluo!
Yun Luo is the one who is the most jealous of Wang Lin among all the monks outside the realm. The scenes of illusory scenes that were derived that year made her unforgettable. It was almost the moment when Wang Lin slammed his palm back. Without hesitation, he crushed the life-saving jade slip left by his master.
This jade slip was made before the death of her master. It merges with the starry sky and moves without boundaries. It allows her to instantly return to the altar where her family is in the Primordial Stars no matter where she is. After one time, the jade will be broken. .
She took this jade slip with her all the year round, and she never used it even if she died that year. Until today, she saved her life with this jade slip.
Besides, Wang Lin, at this moment, his breath is unstable. Even though he is the body of an ancient god, he was seriously injured in the previous battle. This injury came from killing the immortal concubine who did not know his life or even ranked. It also came from his use of the Emperor's furnace to suppress the black-clothed old man and another fairy concubine.
But more, it is that he merged the three immovable wheels of the original origin to form the wheel of heaven and earth, condensing this thing, and almost exhausted his strength, especially the fourth lap of the final push, let Wang Lin exhausted.
Although his cultivation reached the ethereal mid-phase in one fell swoop after becoming the third step, such a load still made him exhausted.
Today, he is pale and bloodless, and he does not seem to be as strong as before, as if the wind blows him down, but his eyes are still filled with firm cold light.
He did not flinch, did not fall, but said the words of guarding for three years!
Just when Wang Lin said that sentence, thousands of monks including Situ Nan also came in the distant starry sky. They arrived late, but they appeared because they did not participate in the battle. All of them were unharmed, and became guardians who healed everyone in the world except Wang Lin.
With Wang Lin's departure, he didn't even have time to talk to Qingshui, and to say a few words with those familiar people, and he left. Time is running out. Although the world is still peaceful today, only Wang Lin himself Knowing that all this is just the beginning.
All this is just the first step.
The real catastrophe, in these three years, or even three years later, will set off a peak force, and this force may completely destroy the entire world inside and outside.
After all, in the eyes of the people in the Xiangang Continent, it doesn’t matter if all the cultivation of this cave is dead. There is a way of heaven to evolve sentient beings, and in tens of thousands of years, there will be countless creatures, and among them, there will be the first With three steps of power, there will also be strong people struggling in the cave!
But Wang Lin was not reconciled to such a thing. He had his own plan and a crazy idea. With this plan, he turned into a Changhong, pushing the wheel of the three origins and heading towards the starry sky.
After him, Mu Bing looked at Wang Lin's leaving figure, biting her lower lip, her eyes were no longer complicated, and some were just confused. After a long time, she lowered her head and held it in her ear. Before that, Wang Lin His words lasted for a long time.
"Although she is not my Wang Lin's beauty, she is my son Wang Ping's mother..." Mu Bing lifted up the beautiful head, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, revealing a firm color, and his body leaped as if A blue phoenix chased towards where Wang Lin left.
In the distance, Qingshui Yuanshen returned to his place. He opened his eyes and looked at the pink-clothed woman who was staring at the empty space where Wang Lin dissipated. He sighed and spoke slowly.
"You and him have known each other a long time ago, right..."
The pink-clothed woman was silent for a moment, turned her eyes back on Qing Shui, and nodded gently.
"He has been miserable and lonely until now. If you want to accompany him, don't hesitate...in your life, once you hesitate, some things may be lost. Don't be like me..." Qing Shui's eyes flashed reminiscences.
"You... Why do you want to save me?" The powder-clothed woman lowered her head and spoke softly after a while.
Shimizu was silent. For a long time, his face was bitter, and he shook his head without speaking. There were some things that he couldn't say. If he could say, he would say that after recognizing the other party as his own daughter, but he didn't know how to express it. Tell each other.
After waiting for a long time, the pink-clothed woman leaned toward Qingshui with a complex color in her eyes. She couldn't understand, and in a light sigh, she turned and walked towards the starry sky, chasing in the direction where Wang Lin had left.
Qing Lin was in the distance, standing up cross-legged, looking at the starry sky, he closed his eyes.
"He, maybe he knows some truths... Just like those things that Master said to me... Back then, I couldn't believe it, I could only choose to forget to deceive myself... He was better than me, he didn't choose to deceive himself, but Face it."
At the moment Mu Bingmei and the pink-clothed woman turned into a Changhong and left, the third Changhong jumped up from a cultivation star that hadn't collapsed, and then left.
In that Changhong, there was a woman whose name was Xi Zifeng.
After this war, the remaining number of repairs in the realm is less than 50,000 people. From the first battle of Yunhai 97 years ago, nearly half a million repairs in the realm were completed in 97 years. Among them, 90% of them died.
What is left now is all the power of the monks in this world.
This battle, which has lasted for nearly a hundred years, has never been so tragic. People in the world, there are not many great abilities, and many people died, and those who survived were injured.
Without enough incense, even their recovery is extremely slow, and it is even possible that they will not be able to reach the peak again in their lifetime.
After this battle, there were only nineteen cultivation stars in the star array in the Luotian star field, and these nineteen cultivation stars became the healing grounds for nearly fifty thousand cultivators.
Here, it has also become a new realm of comprehension in the world!
Under the guardianship of Situ Nan and others, everyone chose to sit cross-legged one by one on these nineteen cultivation stars, healed and vomited. Among them were those monks who were good at alchemy, who endured their injuries and waited for thousands in Situ Nan. Accompanied by a team of guards separated by the monks, they went to the other three empty star regions to find some herbs. They wanted to refine the pill to make others recover faster.
Everything seemed to be quiet. These tens of thousands of cultivators also began to cultivate health, but they did not relax. This battle has not finally ended.
At this moment, the fourth Changhong flew out from a cultivation star, and went straight to the place where Wang Lin disappeared. In that Changhong, there was also a woman. This woman was the empty profound power from Zhaohe, the woman in purple clothes!
Her origins are mysterious, and it seems that apart from a limited number of people in this world, no one else knows her identity. But her actions in this World War II won the respect of everyone.
Thirty years ago, her sister died in battle. After that, she, who was already taciturn, didn't say a word again.
The vitality in the world was immersed and spent these three years silently.
With exhaustion, Wang Lin pushed the runners transformed by the three origins, galloping towards the sea of clouds in the starry sky. The gap in the sea of clouds is the gap in closing the formation and the biggest hidden danger in the world in the past three years.
In order for the realm to obtain the last three years of cultivation, not only must the gap be sealed, but also Wang Lin must be there, with one person, staying for more than a thousand days and nights.
He can actually not do this. He can actually deceive himself and find a strange place to die alone, but he can't, and he doesn't want it.
As he walked forward, there was a whistling sound in the starry sky. The sound was the sound of the wheel breaking through the sky created by its three main sources. The light in Wang Lin's eyes covered his exhaustion, pushing the wheel, and blasting away.
In a short while, he came to the boundary of the sea of clouds, where he took a step, his figure flashed by like a light.
In the sky of clouds, seas and stars, the fog of the year has long disappeared, making it no longer blurry, but extremely clear, bloody atmosphere is permeated, and broken stones floating everywhere, looking like ruins.
Wang Lin pushed the three big wheels and galloped through the ruins of the sea of clouds. Gradually, in front of him, the battlefield of the first battle of the sea of clouds appeared. This is the area where there is not much fog in the sea of clouds. The moment Lin came, accompanied by the howling sound, a gust of wind swept from the origin runner.
Under this violent wind swept, the fog outside the gap in the sea of clouds in front of it squirmed quickly, and quickly dissipated to the surroundings. After a while, the thick fog in front of Wang Lin completely dissipated, causing the inside of it. Qianzhang gap, clear into the eye.
This gap is like a scar. It exists hideously in the exposed sealing formation. Nearly a hundred years have passed. It has not been completely healed. The repairmen in the realm have also tried to repair it, but in the end they are disappointed and left. This crack is no longer repairable. Because the enclosing battle that blocked the inside and outside of the realm was already on the verge of collapse under this battle.
The Great Boundary Array, I don’t know who created it. Today, countless years later, under the impact of the power of destruction again and again, in the gap of this century, it has become fragile, as if it were on the verge of death.
Standing at the gap, Wang Lin fell silent. He looked at the large array of seals and swept it with his divine sense. He could perceive the existence of the array spirits from there, but even them, too. The breath of both was dim, and there was a sign of dissipating with the weakness of the great circle of sealing.
"This array is dead..." Wang Lin sighed secretly. He turned around and looked behind him. In the starry sky behind him, there was a purple Changhong with a breath of third step power, whizzing.
In this purple Changhong, it was the last one who walked out, but was the first to catch up with Wang Lin, Zhaohe Sister in Ziyi!