When Wang Lin's words came out, he suddenly lifted his footsteps, and stepped down towards the fourteenth step. At the moment his footsteps fell, the original body behind Wang Lin turned into a sea of fire and rushed into Wang Lin's body.
Suddenly, Wang Lin's body shook, and he merged with the original real body. After his footsteps fell, he stepped forward again!
Fifteenth step!
The world was booming, and countless monks in the Great Soul Gate stared together at this moment. They watched Wang Lin take another step after reaching the fifteenth step!
Sixteenth step!
"There are still three...My Wang Lin's will, the world is unyielding, why should I retreat!" In Wang Lin's words, the origin of life and death in the origin of the void in the eyebrows suddenly burst out of his body. The Origin of Void was not affected in the Xiangang Continent. At this moment, it broke out and Wang Lin stepped on the seventeenth step!
"My will runs through the world of Dongfu and the continent of Xiangang. Throughout the ages, it has been the first to leave the world of Dongfu! Even if there is the will of the cultivator in the middle of the air disaster in this hidden soul pavilion, what qualifications do you have to let me retreat! "In Wang Lin's body, its true and false origins suddenly exploded, his body was like an illusion, and in the rapid transformation, he stepped down in one step and stepped on the eighteenth ladder!
This scene fell in the eyes of the big soul sect disciples, one by one, their hearts were shaken, and after being seen by the Yan Luan, the woman's face instantly paled.
Even the old monsters who have been retreating from the Great Soul Sect all the year round have walked out of the cave and saw it with naked eyes in person!
"My will, the tribulation of heaven cannot be obliterated, I retrieve my destiny from the tribulation of heaven, I came to this Xiangang Continent not to submit, but to control myself, not to obey, but to step into the sky!" Wang Lin Shuang's eyes showed dazzling brilliance, his causal origin, violently, stepped down and stepped on the nineteenth step, stepping on the seventh floor of the Great Soul Gate Hidden Soul Pavilion! !
At the moment when one step fell, the illusory shadow above the Great Soul Gate was endlessly radiant, and there was silence in the blinking. All the Great Soul Gate disciples looked solemnly at the phantom, with respect.
The strong, no matter where they are, will be respected, Wang Lin told the entire Great Soul Gate in his own footsteps that he can enter the seventh floor!
It also made all those who were not optimistic about him shake up at this moment, and were unable to speak for a while.
"From then on, in the seventh floor of this hidden soul pavilion, there is no longer only five people except the ancestors who can enter. Now, there is one more..." The Great Soul Gate was quiet, not knowing where it came from. There was a sigh.
At the same time, in the Qingtianfeng cave mansion, Zhen Niu was silent, he still sat cross-legged, did not get up, but his eyes were solemn.
"He... actually stepped into the seventh floor... The ancestors once said that this person should enter the seventh floor three years later, the eighth floor three hundred years later, enter the ninth floor, and give it to the Great Soul Gate Bringing the greatest good fortune! Now... it has changed..."
On the seventh floor of the hidden soul pavilion, at the moment when Wang Lin's footsteps fell, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes followed the stairs, and looked at the pale Yan Luan on the sixth floor! Daxiu slammed the blood sword left in the sixth floor, as well as the big blue umbrella of Yan Luan, all whizzing, heading straight towards Wang Lin.
"Yan Luan's umbrella, Wang wants it!"
Yan Luan subconsciously raised his hand to grab the umbrella, but her pride did not allow her to do so. In hesitation, the umbrella and blood sword came to Wang Lin's side.
Putting away the blood sword, Wang Lin grabbed the blue umbrella and was about to erase the magical consciousness of the Yan Luan on it, turning it into his own thing. Suddenly, the Yan Luan in the sixth layer suddenly spread. Out of the cold words.
"Wang Lin, do you still gamble or not!!"
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and in a sneer, he stopped wiping away the flames of the flames from the umbrella, held it in his hand, and spoke slowly.
"How do you gamble again?"
"I bet you won't be able to enter the eighth floor!! Dare you dare to bet!" Yan Luan shook his body and appeared directly at the top of the stairs, but did not dare to step on it, instead raising his head to stare at Wang Lin.
Wang Lin did not speak immediately, but showed a pensive expression.
"If you lose, you only need to return the umbrella to me! But if you win, I..." Before Yan Luan finished speaking, Wang Lin interrupted his words.
"Why should I continue to gamble with you!" Wang Lin said calmly, flicking his sleeves, and walking towards the seventh floor, with less than thirty soul bodies floating.
"Wang Lin!! If you win, I Yan Luan will give you this treasure!!" Yan Luanyu turned over, and a small purple gourd appeared in his hand immediately.
As soon as this gourd appeared, waves of soul suddenly enveloped from it.
"This thing is the magic weapon of the ninth ancestor Luo Yunhai during his lifetime. It was obtained by me inadvertently. It was where he condensed one billion Dao souls back then. Now although it is damaged, there are still 30 million Dao souls inside. Once it is displayed, although There is only one chance, but it can exert the strongest power comparable to the mid-air catastrophe!
"This thing is the reason why I can summon the Ninth Ancestor with Soul Yingui. If you have this thing, you can also call the Ninth Ancestor to come by practicing the Soul Yingui Dao technique!
"This thing, as long as you can step into the eighth floor, you will take it away! You gamble or not!" Yan Luan's voice was sharp, whirling around the hidden soul pavilion.
Wang Lin stopped walking towards the seventh layer of the soul body. He felt the waves of the soul from the sixth layer, and he pondered. He now has too few treasures. If he wants to gain a foothold on this Xiangang Continent In addition to one's own cultivation base, the magic weapon is also the focus.
"If you can get this thing, you will have the assassin's key that threatens the mid-air robbery..." Wang Lin pondered, his eyes swept towards the entrance of the stairs leading to the eighth floor.
The dust on the stairs was thicker, and it was obvious that no one had stepped on it for a long, long time.
Wang Lin also swept through this seventh-level soul body, and found a more complete soul introduction and multiple illusions, but it was obviously much more complete than the eighth-level soul body.
"On the eighth floor of the stairs, if you don't use the power of the clone... I'm afraid it will be difficult to walk up..." Wang Lin frowned, weighing the gains and losses in his heart, and at the same time, slowly feeling the location of the clone in his mind.
Yan Luan was on the sixth floor, waiting for Wang Lin’s reply. In this silence, she felt a little anxious. While she was worried that Wang Lin would disagree, she was also considering that once Wang Lin agreed, or there really was a way to enter the eighth floor. .
"This matter should be impossible... That umbrella is of great use to me, so it is so easy to be taken away by him, it is really unwilling! The eighth layer... That there is the will of the later stage of the air catastrophe, with this Wang Lin's cultivation base, go It must be traumatized to pass the seventh floor, and he will never pass the eighth floor!"
Just as Yan Luan looked uncertain, Wang Lin's words suddenly came from the seventh floor.
"If you want to gamble, then gamble!" Wang Lin's words are categorical. He must obtain the gourd with 30 million souls, and when he interacted with the clone before, the growth of the clone was much faster than he expected. , Even if it sends power to its deity, it will not have much impact.
Compared with this, Wang Lin made up his mind!
The moment that Yan Luan heard Wang Lin's words, she suddenly felt regretful. She didn't know why, but the decisiveness contained in Wang Lin's voice made her faintly shocked.
"This..." Yan Luan hesitated in his eyes.
"Why, dare you? If you don't dare to do it, don't blame Wang directly erased the divine consciousness on this blue umbrella!" Wang Lin smiled slightly, holding the blue umbrella in his right hand, and he would erase it when he lifted his left hand. God consciousness.
"Okay, I'll bet with you! I don't believe it, you can still step on the seventh and eighth floors in a row!!" Yan Luan Yinya bit.
Wang Lin laughed, slamming his sleeves and heading straight to the stairs leading to the eighth floor. As he stepped down, Wang Lin’s mind was connected with the clone that existed in the dark. This connection ignored the Great Soul Gate. Any restriction of, even the location of countless hidden soul pavilions, countless laws of immortal gangs, burst into Wang Lin's body in a way that no one can see.
His eyes flickered, and after seven steps, he came to the stairway leading to the eighth floor, raised his steps, and stepped forward!
"Yan Luan, you are optimistic!"
As soon as Wang Lin stepped down the stairs, in the Great Soul Gate, the many cultivators who were about to disperse were shocked and raised their heads sharply. Even the retreat bosses changed their expressions one by one. !
Above the Great Soul Gate, the phantom had already dissipated, but at the moment it was in the roar of the sky and the earth, a huge staircase that was larger than before, with a more astonishing momentum, and countless times the light, roaring and transforming!
This stairway leads to the eighth floor of the Soul Hidden Pavilion!
On that ladder, Wang Lin's figure turned out again! With the fluttering of that white hair, everyone who looked at it was shocked.
"He... He actually has to enter the eighth floor!!"
"It's rare to see this in hundreds of years!! It actually made me see someone trying to get to the seven or eight floors in a row!!"
There was a sudden uproar, and the elders who had been in retreat all looked solemnly, staring intently. At this moment, in the Qingtian Peak, the Green Bull ancestor could no longer remain calm and cross his knees. Instead, he stood up and his expression changed. Uncertain, it's hard to hide the shock of the mind.
"He is going to the eighth floor!! Entering the seventh floor three years in advance is already weird. If he really enters the eighth floor, it will be thirty years ahead of schedule. This..." Qing Niu ancestor did not know this. The matter was good or bad for the Great Soul Sect, but it was different from a generation of ancestors, but it made him feel uneasy.
The Yan Luan on the sixth level, she was in the Soul Cangling Pavilion, and could not enter the seventh level. She could not see the changes in the seventh level, and even her spiritual consciousness could not diffuse into it, but she had achieved this level of cultivation. The degree is its own means.
But inside the Great Soul Gate, one of her disciples was looking at the sky in shock at the newly acquired mountain peak by Yan Luan, but suddenly his body trembled, and his eyes were lost for a moment, revealing a suffocating aura. In this short moment , The female disciple's soul was suppressed, replaced by Yan Luan's divine consciousness left on this mountain, and became Yan Luan's eyes.