In this worship, the years are like wind sweeping across the dark starry sky. Within these four star regions, there seemed to be a sleeping soul, slowly waking up from the emptiness as the wind rose slowly.
In this respect, the heroic soul fought to death in the past, whether it was glory or pride, or it was the helpless desperate death, or the fight for survival, and finally died in the war within these endless years. The repair of the world, their The soul seemed to appear in the echo of Wang Lin's words!
A sorrowful smell, at this moment, diffused from various positions in the four star regions in the world.
This sorrow comes from those heroic souls. Although they died, their remnant souls still exist, staring silently at the world, and in those years, they will not enter the reincarnation!
They are unwilling to enter the cycle of heaven. They can’t enter the cycle of heaven. They can only turn into resentment and sorrow in this starry sky. They always exist. They have to wait for the day when the cultivation of the ancient stars outside the realm all die. On the day of collapse and destruction, they have to see whether this seemingly endless war will come to an end!
In these four star regions, Wang Lin did not raise his head while holding his fist in a bow. Instead, he maintained the worship action and lowered his head to cover up the sadness in his eyes.
One by one, illusory remnants of souls turned out of this starry sky. Among these remnants of souls, the first to appear were the monks of the ancient era when there was no enclosing large formation inside or outside the realm.
They were the first people of the ancient immortal realm. They were enlightened by the ancient immortal realm and taught the skills of cultivating immortals. They were the first group of sentient beings born under the evolvement of heaven.
Their clothes look like savages, but the breath that comes from their souls is full of insights about heaven and earth. They, when the Great Seal of the Realm appeared on a certain day, were confused and fearful. I wanted to break out of this big circle of sealing, but in the end they died one by one.
At this moment, after being away for too long, their heroic souls were summoned by Wang Lin and appeared in the four star regions in the realm, silently looking at Wang Lin in the sea of clouds.
What appeared after them were the ancient cultivators who lived there before the four great immortals were destroyed, or, in other words, the immortals in the four great immortals!
Although they are not true immortals of Xiangang Continent, in Wang Lin's heart, they are immortals! In order to rush out of the realm, they died endlessly under the bounded realm.
Even though Wang Lin bowed his head and worshiped, he could faintly feel the deaths and injuries of countless deaths and injuries in the invasions of the outside world.
He clearly remembered that the first time he saw the Shinglei statue in the Colorful Land that year, through the memory of that statue, he had seen the immortals in the Great Array of Enclosures trying to rush out, but in the end they were still one by one. The shocking picture of death.
Today, the remnants of these dead immortals have been summoned from nothingness for the first time since their deaths.
After the immortals, they belonged to the era of today’s cultivation world. The broken souls of the monks who died in the Hundred Years’ War transformed from this nihility one by one. Many of them, Wang Lin had seen before, but Even more, they are strangers to him, but at this moment the endless souls that have been transformed into the four great immortal realms have all died for the war within the realm. Their deaths must be remembered by future generations!
Throughout the ages, many monks and sentient beings have died in wars within and outside the world, but there has never been a single person who paid tribute to these dead monks. There was no such thing in ancient times, nor did it exist in the ancient world of immortals. Now, only Wang Lin, at this moment, is the first to go to pay tribute to the Death Soul!
"Wish you wish to form this formation of immortal spirits!" Wang Lin raised his head, looked at the heroic souls made of resentment that had been transformed into the four star regions, and said loudly.
Following the exit of Wang Lin's words, the endless number of heroic souls that permeated the world were suddenly twisted and turned into invisible breaths, and came straight to Wang Lin.
The first person who came to Wang Lin was a monk from ancient times. His appearance was vague and his eyes were dim. He appeared hundreds of feet away in front of Wang Lin. He gave Wang Lin a deep look and turned towards Wang Lin, who was maintaining a worship posture. Hold a fist and bow.
After this worship, his soul dashed into the wheel of the three origins, willingly, to become one of the spirits of this formation!
Behind him, the souls that died in the ancient war came one by one, all outside Wang Lin Baizhang, bowing to Wang Lin, and without hesitation, merged into the runner formation.
Although they still contained grievances in their lives after their deaths, at this moment, in this worship, they merged with the Zhuan large array without any regrets and regrets, to become the immortal array spirit, for the world, they died in battle. , For the world, even the remnants of the soul after the battle died, all dedicated to appear.
They live as heroes and die as heroes!
One, two, ten thousand, twenty thousand, one hundred thousand, hundreds of thousands! In these years, all the ancient heroic souls who died for the civil war appeared at this moment. They came to Wang Lin one by one. They were either one person, hundreds, or tens of thousands. Runner formation!
After them, there are the ancient monks, the immortals of the four great immortals. They come from the immortal realms with different wind, rain, thunder and lightning, but in their bodies before they died, the same blood in the realm was flowing, even if they were dead. After so many years, but the soul is still the soul in the world!
Being born as an insider, death is also an inside soul!
They appeared in front of Wang Lin one after another, like their martyrs, bowed to Wang Lin with a fist, turned around, and merged with the big formation.
This scene caused countless people who saw it, and Wang Lin kept the worship action unmoved.
After those immortal heroic souls, it is the dao friends who died in this Hundred Years War. They came one by one, and those familiar or unfamiliar soul shadows worshipped in front of Wang Lin one by one, and rushed into the chaos without hesitation. Great array!
Some of these people had been enemies with Wang Lin, and some had had ties with Wang Lin, but at this moment, their souls were filled with the same guardianship, and they used their last strength to guard the world!
A tragic atmosphere filled the starry sky, and this scene fell in the eyes of the many outside monks who were roaring from all directions from the Taikoo stars outside the outside world to take a look. Each of them looked shocked, and their hearts were shaken when they watched this scene.
Luo Tian in the realm, the surviving inner cultivation on the nineteen cultivation stars, no one led at this moment, one after another stood up in the meditation and bowed to the starry sky.
Nan Yunzi, Situ Nan, Hongshanzi, Qinglin, and all the monks, without exception, all stood up in this instant, with expressions of sorrow and respect, and bowed to the stars!
Not only them, but also the other three star regions, the few in-world monks that existed everywhere, at this moment, all stood up, and scenes of past wars appeared before their eyes, towards the starry sky. Bye!
And at that moment in the Yunhai Star Territory, still some distance away from Wang Lin, the condensed Mu Bingmei and three daughters, these three goddesses' colors reveal sorrow, and they clasped their fists towards the soul shadow that flashed by one by one. A bow.
It was also at this moment, in the empty starry sky, in the empty starry sky, the old Zhan ghost's expression was rarely low. He stood in the starry sky, looking at the souls floating by one by one, his eyes revealed complex.
"Lu Cai... Li Dong, Chang Yi... Are you here too... You died in the battle a long time ago, and only I existed in the world... At that time, we were also guessing why we fought inside and outside this world... Nothing Thinking of good fortune and tricks, I am now the promoter of this war that made me angry and resentful... We once swore an oath to change everything, destroy the enclave, and let the world get out of this. A piece of land...
But, you don’t know what I learned in that fairy relationship, I know an amazing secret..."
Sadness appeared in the old ghost's eyes. Although his cultivation was almost the first cultivation in this cave, he was still a human being, one of the sentient beings born in this cave.
He was not merciless. At this moment, under Wang Lin's summoning souls, his heart was stabbed. He stood there blankly, with confusion in his eyes. After a long time, he clasped his fists and bowed to the dead souls.
But at the moment he worshiped, his expression suddenly showed distortion and pain, as if a force burst out of his body, preventing him from worshiping these ant repairs in the lower realm!
"I can help you, but you can't stop me from worshiping these souls that make me guilty!" The old ghost gritted his teeth and said this word by word, ignoring the restraint of the power that burst out of his body, and moved towards the distance. Star Territory, completely bowed down.
At the same time, in the Zhaohe Star Territory, before Wang Lin had walked, a spot floating in the starry sky that was not found in the sweep of God's Sense, Tian Yunzi slowly opened his eyes.
His expression was calm, he noticed the surrounding starry sky, and the souls that had been summoned were silent there. After a long time, he walked out of the meteorite, stood on it, and looked at the endless souls leaving in the distance.
"I should be the first to wake up my memory apart from the two of them... But in any case, I was also one of the monks in the world... Wait, you can be worthy of the old man's bow." Tian Yunzi sighed lightly. With a flick of his big sleeve, he clasped his fist towards the starry sky and bowed.
Also in this Zhaohe Star Territory, even Yunzi didn't find a person that day. This person was a young man. He came from the cracks in the ancient immortal realm where Wang Lin had been in the tribulation back then.
He sat cross-legged in the starry sky, his body was blurred and he couldn't see clearly at all.
Opening his eyes at the moment, the young man's eyes flashed with contempt.
"What's the point of paying homage to these humble remnants! It's just a group of caged birds. I can't find the place that Uncle Ma said, so I won't find it. Counting the time, Uncle will soon wake up. These seven things Zong’s Dongfu is getting more and more interesting..."