"This is a battle between gods and immortals..." Wang Lin's body cultivation slowly dissipated, his origin shrank and no longer appeared. At this moment, his body was filled with a strong atmosphere of Taoism.
"In the past, the Seven Color Immortal Venerable and Ye Mo fought, and Ye Mo died... This is a pity. Today's battle can be called fate. Wang will fight you and continue the past!"
Wang Lin raised his right hand and made a fierce fist. The sound of pounding came from his palms. Wang Lin's eyes filled with silver light, his sleeves flicked, and he went straight to Old Ghost Zhan.
As he moved forward, Wang Lin's heartbeat roared, disturbing Old Zhan Gui's mind, making Zhan Old Gui's heart aching, and his expression was extremely gloomy.
In the sky, the puppet of the Sisi screamed and turned into a black mist, and went straight to the old ghost of Zhan.
"Heart beats, thunder sounds!" Wang Lin said calmly. At the moment his voice came out, the thunder-like heartbeat rose up in an instant, becoming more and more rapid, connecting into one piece.
In this violent beating, the old ghost uttered a low growl, his body shook, and he went straight to Wang Lin regardless of the severe heartache.
"Heart disorder, collapse in one step!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed murderously, and the world roared. At this moment, all the echoes of the heart around him were condensed on the coming old warrior ghost, and the roar moved his heart. , There were signs of collapse suddenly.
The old ghost with a hideous look, his right hand clasped his chest tightly, and suddenly pressed inward, his chest suddenly sank, but he manipulated his body with magical powers, and his heart was stuck tightly, making it unable to beat.
Wang Lin's eyes condensed, and he stepped straight forward, raising his right hand and making a fist, and the ancient aura burst into his right hand, with nine star points on the center of his eyebrows and seventeen star points of the binocular demon all flickering, blending into this fist. , Turned into the Daogu punch that opened up the world, and hit the old ghost Zhan with a punch in the air.
The rumbling sound shook the sky, shaking the place, the sky collapsed, the earth shattered, and under the scene of apocalypse, the old warrior ghost pinched his hands with his hands, and wrote seven words of war in front of him in a row!
This punch with Wang Lin directly ran into each other.
Under the roar, six of the seven war characters collapsed. Wang Lin's fist also dissipated. The old ghost shook his body and withdrew for a few steps. The remaining war character was approaching Wang Lin in the whistling room and exploded in front of Wang Lin. , Turned into a wave of air blast on Wang Lin's body.
Wang Lin snorted, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and raised his head sharply as he retreated. At this moment, the puppet of the Sisi, surrounded by the black spirit of the approaching old warrior ghost, started fighting with the old warrior ghost.
"After he absorbed Qicai Taoist, he is indeed much stronger than before... Even if I have all the inheritance of Ye Mo except for the left eye, I am still not his opponent... But I can fight once, regardless of success or failure!" Wang Lin's expression was calm, and the most powerful technique in the inheritance he had obtained this time appeared in his mind!
This technique is the unique magical power of the ancient Taoism that Ye Mo learned from the ancient Taoist clan's temple! Wang Lin once was in this ancient tomb hall, immersed in the illusion of inheritance, and saw this magical change with his own eyes, which is hard to forget.
Right now, after he has obtained all the inheritance except for the left eye, his understanding of this technique is already great. He slowly raised his arm, suddenly clenched his fist, and punched forward through the void. With this punch, the nine ancient star points on the center of Wang Lin's eyebrows came out. These nine star points revolved and merged into this punch.
"Shenzhen, soldier repair ranks!"
This place does not have the countless fairy soldiers that appeared in front of Ye Lonely in the fantasy territory, but it does not affect the actual combat of Wang Lin’s magical powers. At the moment when this fist fell, the collapsing world suddenly shook, as if it was sucked by this fist. Withdrawing, turning into a twist, as if at this moment, Wang Lin's punch became the center of the world, even in the collapse, it must be rotated with this punch.
The world was spinning, but Wang Lin didn't move.
In this scene, the look of the old warrior ghost who was fighting with the puppet of his own company changed drastically. He clearly felt a crisis permeating in an instant. As he shook his body, he bit the tip of his tongue and spewed blood, turning into a big mouth. Swallowing directly to the puppet of the Sisi, and after pushing it back a little, the old Zhangui walked straight to Wang Lin.
Before he was near, Wang Lin stretched out his fist, pulled it back, loosened his fist into a palm, and waved forward gently! At the same time, the eight demon stars in Wang Lin's left eye spun up, merged into Wang Lin's palm, and waved away.
"Sorcery, the beacon becomes a mountain!"
In the twisting and twisting of heaven and earth, burning beacon fires blasted out, forming eight pillars of smoke beside Wang Lin. The demonic energy within it was vertical and horizontal, and bursts of screaming roars spread out, covering the surroundings.
At the same time, in these eight beacon smoke pillars, there were eight vague ancient monsters phantoms transformed, roaring up to the sky, and whirling rounds of monsters, spinning rapidly outside Wang Lin's body.
From a distance, these eight beacon smoke pillars seem to be connected together and become a storm!
The old ghost's body directly broke into the beacon storm, and under the roaring loud noises, he would forcibly break through the storm and rush into it.
But he didn't have this time, and the violent screams approached behind him, entangled with this old ghost again.
After the beacon storm, Wang Lin looked calm. After one fist, his right hand stopped in the air, his index finger stretched out, and he pointed forward!
"Devil's way, life and death reversal!" In these words, the person Wang Lin was referring to was the old warrior ghost outside the storm. This old warrior ghost's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately felt that the vitality in his body was rapidly changing and transformed into Death!
Even under Wang Lin’s finger, the entire ancient graveyard suddenly showed signs of collapse, whether this layer, the next layer, or the fog world of the upper layer, all at this moment Permeated endless death.
Most of these death auras have been transformed by all the creatures here in the past countless years. At this moment, with Wang Lin's demon moving a finger, they all condense, like a cloud of smoke, penetrating through the layers, and heading straight to the king. Lin came.
Suddenly, around Wang Lin, apart from the beacon demon power storm, death aura surpassed and covered everything around it. It was also because there was too much death aura, and the mutual deposition seemed to form an ocean, turning this rotating world into a sea. Made like a dead sea!
In this dead air, the ancient demon's aura boomed, and the sound of ghost crying and wolf howling was faintly heard.
"Gods, demons, and demons, the ancient ways have no immortals!" Wang Lin muttered, his outstretched fingers formed into his palms, and he patted forward gently. At the level of this beat, the strength of the ancient tribes in his body was rapid. Fused together.
Ancient God Jiuxing!
Ancient Magic Nine Stars!
Eight Stars of Ancient Demon!
It turned into a force in Wang Lin's body. This force was the power of Taoism, and was the strongest cohesion that Wang Lin used to display this magical power. Melting into Wang Lin's right hand, with one shot, a huge phantom suddenly appeared in front of Wang Lin!
This phantom is a head. The head is so big that it is as high as the sky and the earth. It occupies most of the revolving world in front of Wang Lin, and even above it, it exudes an air that seems to be endless and vicissitudes of life. His appearance was not Ye Lonely, nor Wang Lin, but a strange face. Wang Lin didn't know who this face was, but he had a very familiar feeling!
This feeling comes from his blood, from the soul blood bestowed by the ancient ancestor in his body!
If Wang Lin went to the Daogu line of the Xiangang Continent, if he saw the huge statue erected in the Sky City that scorned the world, then he would recognize at a glance, the head of his Dao Gu Wuxian magical powers. , It's the statue!
"Ancestor Gu!" Xuan Luo, who was looking at this scene from a distance, shook his body, and looked at the head with reverence in his eyes.
The head's eyes were blurred, and the pupils could not be clearly seen. At this moment, he opened his mouth, and suddenly expelled a breath forward. This breath whistled, like a violent wind, blowing directly to the world, to the old ghost, and even more to it. This whole ancient cemetery!
The violent wind blew up and the world shook, but on this layer of the ancient tomb, the sky turned gray in the whirlpool of the sound of kaka, and it immediately became petrified! The earth was filled with gray light, and it was instantly petrified as if it had solidified.
Not only this layer, but in this breath blowing out, the last layer of this ancient tomb without a heart, in an instant, it was completely petrified, and even in the misty world of the upper layer, it dispersed with Dao Gu Wuxian, Whether it’s the fog or the platform, the entire ancient cemetery, at this moment, is all petrified!
The pupils in Old Ghost's eyes shrank, showing shock, his face was pale and his body backed crazy, even the puppet of the company was approaching, and he had no time to care about it. As he backed up, he pinched his hands with his hands, and immediately spouted colorful smoke from his seven orifices. It quickly condensed outside his body and turned into the soul of the colorful Taoist. At the same time, the colorful second soul in his body was also transformed into a cloak, permeating the body of the old warrior ghost. The cloak danced, said Ancient breath blew past him.
The colorful soul was petrified immediately, and then the second soul, and finally the body of the old warrior ghost, was also instantly stiff, flashing gray, and completely petrified!
Everything seemed to be over, but at the moment when the old ghost and the two souls of Qicai Xianzun outside their body became petrified, a large crack appeared directly. In the crash, the two souls of Qicai Xianzun outside the body of the old warrior ghost, Qi Qi merged into Zhan Old Ghost's body, Zhan Old Ghost trembled, spouting blood, and quickly backed away in amazement. He was scared, just like seeing Wang Lin and Li Guanggong before, his heart was filled with fear.
At the moment of its retreat, the petrified world collapsed, and a large piece of rewind was torn apart, along with this entire ancient cemetery, all collapsed!
The space where the fourth flower was located, the black fourth flower, shattered with a bang and turned into a storm to roll away.
Blood overflowed from the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, without holding it down, and spewed out. His body staggered back hundreds of feet in this collapsed ancient cemetery, and his eyes showed a pity and even more bitterness.
"Forcibly cast Dao Gu Wuxian, or let him escape... In a short time, I no longer have the power to cast a second time. If there is a left eye, the ancient demon will also become a nine-star. This battle will not be so difficult!
After all, I am not his opponent... Well, go to the Fifth Flower to find the true door, open the door of the Dong Mansion, and seal it with the power of Xian Gang! "Wang Lin sighed secretly, shook his body, and disappeared in the collapse of this ancient tomb.