Wang Lin was walking in this plain. The weeds in front of him leaned to both sides as he walked, revealing a small path. His pace was not fast. Three days were enough for him to complete everything.
It's just that Wang Lin is still thinking about how to stab this colorful third soul, so that its memory will be chaotic in a wide range.
"Then first, maybe this can be done." Wang Lin muttered and looked up to the sky, only to see a long rainbow roaring away in the dim sky, but suddenly when passing over Wang Lin Stopped, Jianguang was violent, and the figure in Changhong went straight to Wang Lin.
This was a young man in a blue robe with a murderous look and a bloody aura permeating his body. The sword light flashed, and the moment was approaching, he would take Wang Lin's head.
But at the moment when it came, Wang Lin slowly raised his right hand, pointed at the sword light, the light suddenly flickered, and it collapsed directly, revealing the flying sword and the shocked face behind the flying sword that became the broken end. Young people.
The young man was shocked, his body burst open and disappeared before Wang Lin's fingers. Only three tokens were wrapped in soft light, floating there motionless.
"Well, within this level, it's okay to get the first place." Wang Lin flicked his sleeve, and after putting away the three tokens, he took a step forward and disappeared in an instant.
When he appeared, he was beside a changhong that whizzed past in the sky. Inside the changhong was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. This boy looked vigilant and looked around during the flight, but Wang Lin appeared too suddenly. This young man was stunned and was slapped in the void by Wang Lin's palm, and immediately fell directly below while shaking.
Wang Lin didn't kill anyone indiscriminately, and when he lifted his palm, there was an extra token in his hand. Turning around, his figure disappeared.
In the first pass of the Great Eastern Linzong Grand Competition, Wang Lin was like a wolf entering a flock. Everyone encountered by him, and no one could escape, was taken away by him.
Gradually, Wang Lin became famous in this first level, and almost people would hand in the token in amazement after seeing it. For these low-level monks, Wang Lin's actions are extremely casual. He knows that this is a world transformed by colorful memories, and all unreasonable places will become reasonable in the reversal of memories.
For example, at this moment, all the spectators on the East Linzong Square outside the first pass, their existence, their looks and thoughts are actually the memory of Qicai, or how Qicai thinks they should be, they are here What will happen in the world.
"Who is this person!! In less than a day, he actually obtained more than 300 tokens!!"
"Killing is decisive, and his cultivation does not seem to be much higher than that of ordinary people, but every finger contains a cloud of extraordinary energy!"
"This time in the big competition, this person is very likely to have no opponents. I didn't expect this generation of disciples to have such a person."
Within the golden light all around, everyone who saw Wang Lin in the sky whirlpool was extremely shocked, and the disciples masters on the ground also had the same piercing eyes.
The master of Su Dao showed a smug smile on his face. The more prominent Wang Lin's performance, the more he made great contributions to Donglinzong, and the more rewards he received.
In the first level, Wang Lin could clearly feel that as he obtained a block of tokens, as he fell one by one in the memory of Su Dao back then, there were a lot of signs of distortion and collapse in the surroundings. This distortion is colorful. Signs of memory change.
"The stimulus is not enough..." Wang Lin shook his head, and his consciousness suddenly spread out, covering the entire area of this place. The moment his consciousness swept through, all the existence of everyone here was transformed into Wang Lin's mind.
He was looking for several arrogances who made Seven Color Immortal Venerable Su Dao jealous at the time. These figures in Su Dao’s memory that year bloomed here with dazzling light. After stepping out of this level, he won in the rest of the big competition. Very high ranking.
One of them, named Kunpeng, is good at speed, and its speed unfolds like an afterimage. He is ranked third in the first stage in the colorful memory!
Wang Lin's eyes were half-quiet, stepping into the void, leaping endlessly in one step, and appeared in the other direction of the first level. Here, he saw the monk named Kunpeng.
There were three people around this person, but at the moment Wang Lin appeared, the three people screamed and whirled and quickly dispersed. Kun Peng sneered and was about to pursue, but immediately trembled, turned around and saw it at a glance. Ten feet away behind him, Wang Lin was floating there and looking at him.
Only Wang Lin could see the signs of distortion and collapse in the surrounding area. At this moment, as he approached Kun Peng, the distortion became more intense, as if it were the excitement of the Third Soul of Seven Colors.
"Give me your token." Wang Lin slowly said, such a little monk, he really didn't want to make a move.
The pupils of Kunpeng's eyes contracted, and he galloped backward without thinking about it. Its speed was booming, and then it withdrew extremely far, but in Wang Lin's eyes, its speed was too slow.
He secretly sighed with a random wave of his middle right hand, Kun Peng immediately threw out all the jade pendants in a scream, fleeing away in horror, and the moment his dozens of jade pendants were thrown out, the distortion around him suddenly increased.
The aura of Eight Doors is strong at this moment, but the distance is fully revealed, and there is still some gap.
"Isn't the stimulus enough... Then I'll help you kill Zhou Li!" A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and his divine sense had already locked Zhou Li in this place. Zhou Li was extremely embarrassed at this moment and hid in a cautious place. In the mountain peak, there are eight tokens on him.
"Damn Su Dao, if it weren't for him, I should have learned the Cloud Dao Heavenly Art. I would never be so embarrassed in the first stage. It's all because of Su Dao!! I'm going to kill him!" Zhou Li looked savage cross-legged, and he hated Su Dao already to the bone.
"He got started a lot later than me. Why is he qualified to learn the Cloud Dao Tianshu like me? Why is he valued so much by the master!!" Zhou Li was full of resentment, and he was about to vomit and heal while gritting his teeth. The mountain where he was, but it trembled in an instant.
After Zhou Li froze for a while, the mountain roared, his expression changed drastically, his body shook and he rushed out of the mountain. The moment he walked out, the mountain collapsed, and the broken stones fell apart, and some of them went straight to Zhou Li. When he came, he couldn't dodge, and was hit by the stone, directly spouting blood and retreating hundreds of feet.
At this month, Wang Lin's figure appeared behind Zhou Li.
"Zhou Li." Wang Lin said calmly.
These two words are like thunder entering Zhou Li's mind. At the moment when he subconsciously flees forward, Wang Lin's right hand is pressed on the top of Zhou Li's head. Under this pressing, Zhou Li's mind's roar becomes eternal.
At the moment of Zhou Li's death, Wang Lin clearly felt the distortions around him became violent, and even heard the roaring sound, as if the world where the fifth flower was on the verge of collapse.
The breath hidden in this fifth flower and eight sects was pouring out in a large area at this moment, and Wang Lin felt the three sects in an instant!
Wang Lin showed a strange light in his eyes. Without thinking about it, his body suddenly shook. As his divine sense spread, he went straight to the remaining disciples of the East Linzong, like a violent wind roaring and approaching in an instant. The fear and amazement of those Dong Linzong disciples In, their jade pendant was directly taken away by Wang Lin.
The more jade pendants were taken away, the more intense the distortion around, and the violent chaos appeared in the third soul of Seven Colors. Everything Wang Lin was in was completely opposite to the memory of the third soul. This strong contrast was like tearing apart. The gap in the memory of the third soul made Wang Lin's perception of the location of the eight sects clearer.
"There will be no second or third level in this Eastern Linzong Grand Competition. For the first level, if I take away all the jade pendants, then I will win alone. Such a reversal will completely overthrow the memory of the third soul. !" Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and his figure swiftly shuttled through the world of the first level. All the disciples of the Eastern Linzong he encountered lost their jade pendant.
If there were any rebels, they would immediately blast away, but after all, Wang Lin had no feud with these people. Although he was a person in Qi Cai's memory, he did not kill at will.
Only those who are jealous of Qicai and have vicious intersections with them in the future, every time Wang Lin kills a person, the distortion around him will increase wildly.
It seems that the colorful third soul is just as excited in this chaos!
The gust of wind swept, and at this moment, on the Sect Master's Square to the east, outside the first pass, everyone stood up, all around them were distorted, and even the figures showed signs of collapse, but they didn’t notice the slightest, all their gazes They are all condensed in the vortex that stops rotating in midair.
They saw Wang Lin's actions, saw him alone, obtained almost all the jade pendants, and saw this shock that has never been seen in the history of Donglin Sect!
All their expressions and shocks are all colorfully imagined. At this moment, it is like a big wave, rolling the entire Donglin Sect!
In the first pass, when Wang Lin took away the last jade pendant of the person who entered here, the distortion around it was already earth-shattering, roaring and whirling, and the eight-door aura became clearer, but it was still like a layer of mist, not even a trace!
Wang Lin went straight to the dim sky. He raised his hands and tore it forward. The sky and the earth roared. Wang Lin's hands tore the sky and buckled the void. Under the first tore, a huge crack was suddenly torn open.
Outside this crack, it is the Sovereign Square to the east!
Under the shocked gaze of everyone in the square, Wang Lin stepped out from the inside and stood in the midair of Donglinzong!
"I, Su Dao, is this big comparison, number one!" At the moment when Wang Lin's words came out, the sky collapsed, the earth shattered, and all the surrounding figures were distorted and dissipated, the distant earth, mountains, etc. Everything was exploded at this moment.
This fifth flower world immediately trembles and shatters!
At the same time, the breath of Eight Doors was completely revealed at the moment when the third soul memory reversed the universe, like a pillar of air rushing into the sky, whirling.
The only thing on the ground that didn't collapse was the Zonghou Mountain to the east and the pond to the east!