Li Qianmei finally left, leaving with her father Lan Meng Dao Zun, and the fifth concubine was also taken away by Lan Meng.
They will return to the Blue Silk Clan, and when they return again, they will take the entire Blue Silk Clan and choose an area in the realm to become the new land of the Blue Silk Clan.
With the cultivation of Lan Meng Dao Zun, even though he was injured, this line would not be dangerous unless the Palm Sovereign took action, but even if it was the Palm Sovereign, there would be no Dao Heart flaws in the face of the Lan Meng Dao Zun at the pinnacle of Kongxuan. , It won't be too urgent.
Because of Lan Meng Dao Zun's cultivation base, as long as he wants to, he can enter the mysterious robbery in one step and cause the mysterious robbery to come.
With her father, Li Qianmei disappeared into the starry sky outside the boundary. As the father and daughter left, the blue outside the formation slowly dissipated, making the starry sky dark again.
Li Qianmei was very happy when she left. Her smile was the same as before, sometimes looking back at Wang Lin's eyes, revealing endless tenderness. This man was chosen by her. She did not regret it before, and she will not retreat now. In the future , Even if she died because of this, she would not regret it.
This is Li Qianmei, which belongs to her character.
At this moment, in this revolving formation, only Wang Lin and Mu Bingmei were left. Mu Bingmei had witnessed everything that happened before, and her mood was very confused.
There seemed to be no words to say between the two. After a long time, when Mu Bing opened his eyebrows as if he was about to break the silence, Wang Lin closed his eyes and began to breathe in and understand the art of tearing the sky.
Mu Bingmei's words dissipated in his mouth without saying anything. After all, her personality is different from Li Qianmei, even more different from Xi Zifeng, and even not very similar to Hongdie.
She is her, Mu Bingmei.
In the last six months, five months passed quickly, and only the last month remained.
On this day, Mu Bingmei stood up, her eyes were no longer complicated, but clear. She looked at Wang Lin with his eyes closed for a long time.
"Take care..." This was the first and last sentence she said this year. After she finished speaking, Mu Bingmei turned around and walked towards Kunxu within the bounds.
She is the saint of Kunxu, she wants to return to Kunxu.
As if the eleven months of company was just to say this sentence, Mu Bingmei left without waiting for the end of the year. Eleven months, one month away.
Mu Bingmei kept this month in his heart for later. Her figure, alone in the starry sky, looks very lonely, bleak, and so weak that people can't help but cause heartache, she has nothing, she envy Li Muwan, she also envy Li Qianmei.
Li Qianmei still has a father, Li Muwan also has Wang Lin, and she, there is nothing, no home, no master, all the people familiar with her, all the people who grew up with her, have died... If you really say yes, then It is Wang Ping, this is a fact that cannot be changed, she is Wang Ping's mother.
"Even if I die, no one will know... Ping'er hates me..." Mu Bingmei's expression was dim, as he walked farther and farther.
Until Mu Bingmei's figure disappeared into the starry sky, Wang Lin opened his eyes. He looked at the direction of Mu Bingmei's disappearance and was silent.
Wang Lin had no hatred for Mu Bingmei, but he also had no emotion.
"There is still a month..." Wang Lin's eyes were solemn, looking at the outer starry sky, his right hand was suddenly raised at the center of his eyebrows.
When this finger fell, Wang Lin's whole body shook, and the bang suddenly reverberated in his body. Under the sound of that sound, Wang Lin's body gradually became blurred, and illusion appeared faintly.
It is as if there are two Wang Lins overlapping each other. At this moment, the overlapping figure begins to be unstable because of the finger. After a few breaths, under the distortion of the figure, it suddenly appears from within Wang Lin’s body. Another Wang Lin!
The overlapping figures separated directly, the banging ceased, and the blur disappeared. In this formation, two identical Wang Lin appeared!
The one sitting cross-legged is Wang Lin's deity, the ancient god, the ancient demon, and the ancient demon in one body, and he has obtained the body of the ancient Taoist inheritance! The one standing is his clone, the monk's body!
There was a time when Wang Lin's body was like this for a long time. The deity meditated and went out separately. In this way, the two bodies practiced at the same time.
Now, he hasn't done this for a long, long time, but now, he is walking out again!
The avatar and the deity looked at each other. After a while, Wang Lin's avatar walked towards the starry sky in the realm, and disappeared without a trace. His deity closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the formation, holding on to the last month.
In the starry sky, Wang Lin was dressed in white and walked away. At this moment, he does not have the powerful physical power, but his cultivation is in the ethereal middle stage. This is the cultivation of his monks and will not change.
Today, he is already a complete monk, unable to confront the enemy physically, but can only kill people with magical powers.
"In the last month, before the four great wars of the ancient immortal realms are about to leave, I have one more thing to do! I want to reconsolidate the four great immortals, merge the four great immortals into one, and become a new immortal realm. From then on, the realm Nei Zhixiu can condense the power of incense if he survives in the fairy world!
The monks born after that are still cultivating immortals, they can ascend after transforming into gods and enter this immortal realm to practice! "Wang Lin looked solemn, and his figure flickered in the starry sky.
Throughout the ages, only one person from the previous dynasty did this, and opened up the four great immortal realms. During that time, the cultivation in the realm could condense the power of incense. After the collapse of, there was no more power to condense incense in the world.
But now it's different. Wang Lin blasted open the enclosing circle, causing the atmosphere of the ancient stars to exist in the starry sky in the realm, causing the restriction of incense in the realm to collapse. Right now, it is the best time to reconsolidate the fairy realm!
Before him, there were some people who thought about re-solidifying the immortal world, but the conditions did not allow them. They did not have the magic weapon to do so, and they could not do this. At the same time, the enclave formation at that time had not been weakened to the point of collapse. .
When Wang Lin took his steps, he was the first to go to the Wind Immortal Realm in the Sea of Clouds! The Wind Immortal Realm is relatively intact. It is occupied by a large number of mosquitoes and beasts. Wang Lin's cultivation in the past was not enough to shake this realm, but he is now able to!
In addition, Wang Lin knew from the induction that the mosquito beast that had been separated from him had entered the Wind Immortal Realm in this battle and survived there.
As he walked, Wang Lin's body merged into the starry sky, the ripples spread, and his figure disappeared. When he appeared, he was already in the depths of the sea of clouds, outside the crack of the entrance of the Wind Immortal Realm.
Returning to the old place, Wang Lin cast his gaze out of the crack. He swayed forward and rushed into the Wind Immortal Realm. As soon as he stepped into the old place, the wind that roared like a knife rushed towards his face. The entire Wind Immortal Realm was filled with Endless gust of wind.
The whimpering wind is the only sound here. The desolate whirlwind whizzes through the sky and the earth. The sky is filled with the wind that sweeps layer by layer, and the dust on the earth has been lifted up layer by layer in the years, until now, The wind swept the earth, and there was no more dust.
After sweeping away his spiritual knowledge, Wang Lin took a step forward without thinking. His figure rushed into the endless gust of wind, with white hair fluttering, but the wind could not stop Wang Lin's footsteps. Not only could it not stop it, but also Wang Lin. In front of him, crashed.
In the Wind Immortal Realm, in its deep part, on a fragmented continent, where the violent wind is even stronger, two groups of mosquitoes and beasts are seen in the wind in the whistling, screaming and killing each other in the wind.
Each of these two groups of mosquitoes has as many as tens of thousands. At this moment, they were killed and injured immediately. However, those who died were all one of them. The other group showed bloodthirsty eyes, madly The sharp mouthparts kept piercing the opponent's body.
This group of mosquitoes were unscathed!
In just a moment, the group of mosquitoes and beasts with many dead and wounded retreats steadily under the screaming roar, and was surrounded by the roaring and chasing of the brutal mosquitoes. At the same time, from the group of ferocious mosquitoes and beasts, one It was about a hundred meters in size, a huge golden mosquito beast like a hill, and it flashed out of the distant mountain peak.
As soon as the mosquito came out, there was an immediate coercion over it. Its look was terrifying. The mouthparts were tens of feet long, extremely sharp and full of coldness. Its appearance was like the arrival of a king.
As soon as it rushed, this huge mosquito beast rushed into the place among the large groups, rampaged, fierce flames raging to the sky, and miserable roars came from the group of mosquitoes, and in just a few breaths, there were thousands of deaths. .
As the mosquito swarm behind the huge mosquito beast rushed in, it didn't take long before that, there were nearly 10,000 mosquito swarms, all of which died, and none of them escaped!
The huge mosquito beast's body was stained with blood of the same race, and its eyes showed cold light, but there was sorrow hidden in it. It has always been sad for a hundred years. It can't find its owner. It can only vent its sorrow by killing. There was a sharp scream towards the sky. This roar did not reveal excitement, but was like an abandoned young son, screaming to the sky!
Under this neighing, the mosquitoes and beasts around it also roared, their voices connected together, shaking the earth.
Under this roar, I saw many mosquitoes and beasts flying out of this continent, all of them fleeing with panic and fear. Among them, there were many huge bodies, and at this moment they also quickly fled in fear.
In their memory, there has been such a group of mosquitoes in the past hundred years. They are extremely crazy. They continue to kill and grow. Whenever they come to a new fragmented continent, they will kill a piece as before. If there are people who do not leave. , Will be torn apart by them desperately.
But at this moment, the huge mosquito was suddenly violently shaken, its roar suddenly and completely stopped, the cold light of its trembling eyes collapsed, and replaced by a confusion that has dissipated for a hundred years!
The confusion quickly turned into excitement! This huge mosquito beast, with excitement and surprise, shook its body, and while roaring again, it flew away like crazy in the distance.
It looks like it has been separated from the master for a long time, and after suddenly feeling the breath of the master, it has forgotten everything, as if going mad, it is going to look for that breath! !
Wang Lin paused in the midair of Fengxianjie, turned his head and looked to the left, with a happy smile on his face.