Similar to entering the illusion of the colorful Taoist illusion that year, this time the illusion is led by clear water, and Wang Lin uses the grimace sail to display it, and then merges into it, pursuing the truth hidden in the ancient years.
In this illusion, the sky is blood-colored, and the ground is also brown, as if soaked in blood, exuding bursts of pungent blood. Perhaps the blood is too strong. As soon as he appeared here, Wang Lin immediately felt a bout of congestion. The meaning hovered in his chest, as if the whole person was being pressed by a big stone, and he couldn't breathe.
Looking around, Wang Lin saw a fragment of corpses. On the ground, all were corpses, one by one, rarely intact, most of which were broken limbs.
There are still vaguely intact heads that still contain the binoculars of fear in his lifetime, and a vague figure in the pupils that is frozen in the reflection of death.
It should be said that this is a mortal palace, which was supposed to be magnificent, but at this moment it was stained with blood and became a palace of death.
A loud roar came from a distance, and a large amount of dust and mist rolled around. Wang Lin saw a palace in the distance collapsed and collapsed. During that collapse, a man in a blood coat pinched an old man in an imperial robe with his right hand. , His look reveals crazy murderous intent in his coldness.
"The disaster that a clan of yours brought to my family back then, today, the water is returned as much as you can!" The man squeezed his right hand and slammed it. The old man in the imperial robe exploded directly all over his body. .
At the same time, hundreds of Changhong sword lights suddenly appeared at the end of the sky. It was hundreds of ancient monks stepping on their swords.
But at the moment they came, the man suddenly raised his head, revealing a strange red glow in his eyes. The red glow flew out of the man's eyes with a flash, turning into a red lightning that roared in the sky. Pass, directly penetrate from the body of each cultivator.
Just for a moment, the red lightning thunder blasted, and the hundreds of monks trembled and collapsed suddenly.
"Extreme Realm..." Wang Lin murmured. He looked around and looked at the blood-colored man, with Ming Wu in his eyes.
"This is only the first illusion. It was in the Qingshui country back then..." Wang Lin lifted his steps, stepped on the already sticky blood on the ground, and walked towards the man.
Step by step, the blood stained the earth red, and the blood that radiated, carried the hatred of Qingshui, and the richness could not be lost.
"If the sky obstructs me, I will destroy the sky, if the immortal obstructs me, I will kill the immortal!" Qingshui looked murderous, and looked up at the hundreds of monks who collapsed in the sky. On his body, he was slaughtered.
"I want this world to flow into a river of blood, and I want all the sentient beings who bear me to reincarnate and kill!" Qingshui's voice echoed in this world, revealing the madness of his mind.
As Wang Lin approached, he looked at Qingshui's back in a blood suit, as if he had seen himself in the Teng's house back then. That back is extremely bleak, lonely, and despite the revenge, there is no happiness. Some are just sorrow and melancholy, as well as the weariness and hatred of the sky, the earth, and all living beings!
"Brother..." Wang Lin said softly.
At the moment his words came out, Qing Shui turned around abruptly, with bloodshot eyes that contained ferociousness, staring at Wang Lin, stared at by his gaze, plus the smell of blood around him and this sky full of killing , Changing to someone other than Wang Lin, I'm afraid that at a glance, my mind will tremble and retreat.
But Wang Lin didn't. Qingshui's killing was terrible, and Wang Lin's killing was equally astonishing. After all, they were the same kind of people!
It is precisely because of this that they can have this deep friendship and the determination to fight to death for the other side!
Qing Shui's eyes full of killing couldn't deter Wang Lin. The eyes of Qing Shui that Wang Lin saw were not just killing. In those eyes, Wang Lin saw pain, sadness, and longing.
It's just like the one who had been avenged in the past.
"This is an illusion, it is real and it is also false, but this is not our end, brother, sit down, we enter the second illusion..." Wang Lin said softly, slowly walking towards the clear water.
Qing Shui was silent until Wang Lin walked to his side. He slowly closed his eyes, but two lines of tears flowed down. The tears washed the blood on his face out of two lines of marks, turning from the crystal into a turbidity. The cheeks dripped to the ground, blending with blood.
"Sit down, okay." Wang Lin stood in front of Qing Shui, put his hands on Qing Shui's shoulders, and said softly.
After a long time, Qing Shui nodded, with bitterness, slowly sat down cross-legged, exhaled deeply, and opened his eyes.
"Wang Lin, is this just the first illusion..."
"Yes, it's only the first weight." Wang Lin also sat down cross-legged, looking at Qing Shui.
"Very real illusion..." Shimizu murmured, looking around, and finally his eyes fell on an undestroyed locust tree in the imperial palace in the distance. The locust tree has existed for a long time, struggling with dryness. Survive.
Looking at the tree, the killing in Qing Shui's eyes slowly dissipated, and finally he let out a light sigh.
"Enter the second illusion."
Wang Lin pinched his hands, suddenly stretched out to the sides, and with a flick of his big sleeves, the world in the first stage of illusion was immediately distorted, and there was a dull roar and whirling, but he saw a trace of black air from the ground. The blood floated out, spinning from the countless stumps and broken arms.
In the end, all the existence in this first illusion realm exuded black energy, and these black energy quickly condensed together, and the black energy condensed into a huge grimace above Wang Lin and Qingshui.
The grimace let out a silent roar, and went straight to the two of them to swallow it.
At the moment of swallowing, Wang Lin and Qingshui's minds roared again, as if a huge whirlpool appeared, completely withdrawing their spirits and souls, involved in the whirlpool, and heading away. Eternal years ago!
The world has just opened, amidst the chaos, the core place of this Dongfu world, here is the center of the whole Dongfu world, here is the door of the Dongfu leading to Xiangang!
At this moment, in this core place, in the real mansion in this cave mansion, the Heavenly Dao opened its mouth wide, swallowing up even Daofei, and the roaring noise spread throughout the cave mansion world. It was at this time that Wang Lin turned out.
This scene is exactly the same as seen in the environment of the colorful Taoist in the sea of cracks!
In Lian Daofi's roar and roar, Tian Dao was seriously injured and collapsed, and dissipated in separation. At the same time, the colorful fairy venerable wearing colorful Dao robes showed sorrow, his body slammed, collapsed and disintegrated!
His body was completely torn apart, and all the souls and souls in his body were intertwined, turning into three souls and seven souls, and at the moment of his body collapse, it suddenly dispersed in all directions!
This time, it was different from entering the illusion of a colorful Taoist. This time, Wang Lin took the initiative to perform. He was the source of this illusion. Therefore, everything he saw was much clearer than the previous time!
The first thing he saw was Qipu!
The seven colors are the colors of the seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. The seven colors of the seven colors are quickly dispersed, to the place of reincarnation!
One of the souls is the color of crimson. This soul is the main killer, which contains the life-shocking killing of the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable. Outside of the Red Soul, there are countless souls circling. All of these souls are killed by the Qi Cai. At this moment, the body collapses and the soul splits. In the middle, the souls that were killed by him were all swallowed and absorbed by the crimson soul, turned into dazzling red lights, and went straight to the distant starry sky.
In this soul, Wang Lin felt the breath of clear water. The crimson soul dissipated in the starry sky and entered the cycle of reincarnation. Wang Lin saw it. Within that soul, a vague figure was condensed. That figure is exactly …Shimizu!
There is also a soul, this soul is cyan, and the cyan light flashes, contains the aptitude of Qicai Xianzun, who can cultivate into the immortal, and can have the cultivation base of the air robbery, its aptitude is bound to be amazing, it can be called Tianjiao!
At this moment, the cyan soul swiftly moved away, but above it, Wang Lin once again felt a breath that made him extremely familiar, making Wang Lin's mind roar, making him almost take a breath.
At the moment when the cyan soul dissipated and faintly entering the cycle of reincarnation, Wang Lin saw the figure that appeared vaguely in that cyan color. That figure was indeed... Situ Nan!
"It's no wonder that Situ Nan's talent is so amazing, and his cultivation level changes all the time. It turns out that he was transformed by the Qi Cai Xianzun's talent!" Wang Lin muttered, he saw the third soul!
This third soul is orange, the orange light is soft, but there is a righteous energy inside, and the flashing at this moment is enough to make all people who are unrighteous tremble in this orange. That righteous energy is the life of the Seven Color Immortal Venerable, or A conscience that exists more or less!
The third spirit transformed by this conscience must be a lifelong righteous spirit. In order to protect a certain person or thing that he cares about, or an idea, he will be desperate, and all kinds of temptations can't make him feel tempted!
The moment this soul dissipated in the reincarnation, Wang Lin was shocked to see that the vague figure inside was faintly Qing Lin!
Qinglin is the Immortal Emperor of the Rain Realm and the Rain Realm. He has endured temptations from the palm of his hand, and even if he is seriously injured and dying, he has to guard the Rain Realm. This is the righteousness of his mind that has transformed all this, because He is the third soul!
There is also a fourth soul!
This fourth soul is yellow, and its light is shining. Reflecting the starry sky inside, it can almost compete with the three souls outside the seven souls. Like yellow, it represents the chance and luck of the life of the colorful fairy. This soul is reincarnation. The person, life must be lucky, unspeakable!
Such a person is almost a good fortune from the heavens and the earth. Wherever he goes, the magic weapon will come automatically, and the enemies he encounters are more likely to die on their own.
In this episode of colorful luck, it turned into the fourth soul. At the moment when it dissipated in the reincarnation, Wang Lin saw the vague figure of a greedy wolf...