A huge wealth, Wang Lin's first flying sword obtained from the Hengyue Sect seemed to be in the dark. The moment the weak-crowned youth held this sword, it was destined for everything in the future.
During the loss and gain, hundreds of years of cause and effect have passed in a flash.
Inside the huge wealth, there is a soul skill of the rain sword soul of the previous generation. This soul skill is not a fairy skill, not a Tao skill, nor a magical power. It is a sword style!
An extremely powerful style inherited from ancient sword intent!
Wang Lin held the fairy sword and looked at the large array of immortal guards and thunder beasts constantly attacking and suppressing. At this moment of overwhelming weight, he lifted the fairy sword, the calm light in his eyes dissipated, and replaced by the sword light!
His whole person, at this moment, blended with the sword in his hand.
From the fairy sword!
fall!
This simple fall, but in an instant. It made the sky and the earth fall into the illusory darkness, whether the fairy guard or the thunder beast, all seemed to disappear at this moment.
The whole world, there is only this simple fall!
This sword seems to be about to open up the world, as if to tear the world from the chaos. There is no sword aura, no fairy power to revolve, but this simple drop is a shock from the soul for anyone who sees it. .
The first to bear the brunt was the ancestor of the Huan Family. His eyes widened suddenly, revealing an unbelievable shock, and he lost his voice: "This... this is the rule!"
It was as if the world was torn apart in front of his eyes, the tearing voice echoed out of thin air in his mind! The bleak world seems to be torn apart!
Not only him, Huan Feng Shen took a deep breath.
A monstrous murderous intent, from the moment that the flying sword fell, it madly spread, tearing apart the eyes of the magical seal god, and branding it on his mind.
Huan Fengshen's body suddenly stiffened.
"This... This is..."
The heart of Huanfeng Shen was shocked, as if there was a sharp sword, pierced into the center of the eyebrows, and rushed out along the sky. He subconsciously stepped back a few steps, with his aspirations for the later stage of cultivation. I can't see the rules of this sword, but I can clearly feel that under this sword, it seems that there is some kind of heavenly way, but more, it is a kind of fierceness that tears up the heavenly way.
Bang Bang, Bang Bang, Bang Bang, Magic Conferred God could clearly hear that his heartbeat was rapidly accelerating, and he even had the illusion that he would collapse with the heavens and the earth.
All the direct descendants of the Huan Family, whose eyes were looking towards the sky, suddenly showed shock. The simple drop made them seem to be on the scene at this moment, as if they were also following the sword power of that drop, and the world They were torn together, and the sweat from the body instantly wetted the clothes.
With their cultivation base, they didn't know why this happened, why the other party just dropped the flying sword in his hand, and there was a large array of barriers, but he still felt this way, and the fear of death spread in an instant.
Not only them. Qiankuizi, who had been looking at this place from a distance with his divine sense, was even more dazzling. He was in the secret room of Qianjia and stood up suddenly at this moment.
"Rules! There are rules in this sword! The second step of cultivating Taoism, isn't it the rules you pursue! The first step of understanding the way of heaven, transformed into the power of the second step, if this son is not from the Thunder Immortal Palace , How could it be possible to use such a sword!"
At the same time, the Xu family, a gray-haired old man in the Xu family, also used his spiritual knowledge to view the Huanjia battlefield. Originally, he agreed with the ancestor of the Huanjia and prepared to step in the footsteps of helping each other. The moment he lifted it up, he was Gently put it down.
"This sword style is very strong, although I am not afraid, but this person dares to challenge the Huan Family, there must be a second hand!"
The sword fell, at this moment, all the sounds in the world disappeared, and the Huan Family's big formation, in an instant, without any physical contact or blow, collapsed!
When he received his sword, Wang Lin's face was pale, but his eyes were darker. After losing the big formation, staring at the Huan Family clan below.
Zhan Luo Jue's impact on the body is enormous, and has nothing to do with the cultivation base. To use this style, what is needed is the vitality that is closely integrated with the soul in the body!
Asking the cultivator's vitality and primordial spirit to merge, regardless of each other, but this Zhan Luo Jue can separate a part of it. The vitality of the aspiring monk is fixed, and there is only so much. Once it is too much, the cultivation level will regress in a wide range. Fortunately, because of Zhou Yi's aspiration crystal, Wang Lin's vitality is more than that of the ordinary aspiring monk.
In Huan’s house, it was quiet, Huan’s ruthless gaze became more gloomy, staring at Wang Lin, and said coldly: “The old man underestimated you. With aspirations for cultivation, he actually possesses this kind of sword style that contains rules. It is indeed very strong!
However, there is a big gap between the first step and the second step of monasticism. If your sword style is used for the second step of cultivation, it may be worth seeing, but at this moment, it is useless! Today, you broke my fantasy family's big formation, but you are sure to die!
Please, Zu Yu! "
The ancestor of the phantom family yelled, and immediately inside the ancestor's house of the phantom family, a vast force suddenly rose, this force was full of peace, like a fairy wind blowing. Shrouded the entire phantom family.
In the ancestral hall of the Huan Family in the distance, a golden jade slip slowly floated up into the sky. The power of harmony comes from this jade slip.
At the moment when the jade slip appeared, it seemed that a piece of heaven and earth had been isolated from this thousand fantasy stars, making the ancestral home of the Huan Family a realm of its own.
The ancestor of the Huan Family stared at Wang Lin, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He had no choice but to do it himself. For Wang Lin's sword energy, he was too jealous. Before, he asked Qian Kuizi to come forward for consumption. The sword spirit of this person.
The subsequent phantom family array also planned the same way.
But he never expected that Qian Kuizi would retreat without a fight, and his family's great formation was destroyed by this person without using his sword energy, but by combining Thunder Beast and the puppet with the rule of the sword.
Right now, he gritted his teeth and asked out the Fuze jade slip left by the most treasured ancestor in the fantasy family. This jade slip contained the magic of the ancestor of the thunder fairy world of the fantasy family. The fantasy family relied on this jade slip and ancestors. Only the one immortal treasure left has its current status.
"It's a pity that the legacy of the ancestors disappeared thousands of years ago along with the illusion, otherwise, if there is that immortal treasure, there is no need to invite the Fuze jade slip!"
Huan ruthlessly said inwardly.
The vast strength of the jade slip radiated like a spring breeze, and on it, it exudes a strong brilliance. Suddenly, the jade slip seems to melt and transform into a human form. Although it is not clear, it gives People have a sense of majesty.
"The fairy jade slip of the Huan Family is unpredictable. It is rumored that the fairy from the Huan Family has a cultivation level comparable to that of a monk in the pure nirvana period. I don’t know how this messenger from the Thunder Immortal Palace will resolve it! But it’s a little strange. Why didn't the ancestor take out the legacy of his ancestors, but invited out this jade slip."
Qian Kuizi's eyes are piercing, and she shook her look.
In the Xu family, the old man showed a smile at the corner of his mouth and murmured: "The fairy treasure of the Huan Family should be taken away by the elders of the clan. The ancestor of the Huan Family has left behind a decent treasure, but he did not expect it, because This Xianbao, a cultivator who entered the second step of the Huan Family has died."
In the ancestral home of the Huan Family, the moment the Feng-Shen Huan appeared in Fuze Yujian, his eyes were closely fixed on Wang Lin, and he did not see any panic on Wang Lin's face.
Seeing Huan’s ruthlessness, it’s about to unfold the magical powers of Jade Slips. The Huan Fengshen’s eyes showed decisiveness, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice: "Old ancestor, my phantom family will never participate in this matter. As the head of the phantom family, I have the right to carry The Huan Family, withdraw from this matter. The ancestor wants to protect this Huan Mei. That is a personal grievance. I hope that the entire Huan Family will not be pulled down!"
As he said, he raised his head to look at Wang Lin, clasped his fist and said, "Friends of the Taoist family, the Huan family grows to be a god. As I said just now, this matter is a personal grudge between you and Huan's mercilessly. My Huan family, if you don’t participate, I still hope. Fellow Daoists distinguish between straight and straight!"
The ancestor of the Huan Family was icy in his eyes, looking at the Huan Fengshen, with a gloomy corner of his mouth, his gaze looked around his descendants, and he said gloomily, "Where are you?"
The Huan Family's direct descendants around, were silent for a while, and walked to the Huan Fengshen one after another.
The ancestor of the Huan Family gave a gloomy smile, glanced at everyone coldly, and slowly said, "A bunch of trash!"
As he said, he raised his head, stared at Wang Lin, pinched the Jue with his right hand, and shouted, "Fuze Yujian, kill this person!"
Jade’s simplified figure stepped forward, step by step, towards Wang Lin. Following the figure’s actions, a huge and incredible celestial power burst out from this person. This celestial power is so strong, It even squeezed all the spiritual power of Thousand Fantasy Star to form a series of bangs. This sound was not one place here, but the entire Thousand Fantasy Star.
The immortal guard puppet came to Wang Lin in a flash, and the Thunder Beast did the same.
Wang Lin looked at the figure walking step by step. He seemed to have an illusion in front of him. It seemed that the person who came by had his facial features clear, and under the misty wind, he was like a real fairy.
In this person, immortal power permeated, and a majesty descended, and his gaze looked at everything in this world like ants, and even around his body, there were faint sounds of fairy echoes.
"Junior, besides Jian Qi, I think you have any other means!"
The ancestor of the Huan family sneered.
Liu Mei on the side raised her head and looked at Wang Lin. Her eyes were still complicated. She touched the storage bag and then put her hand down.
There was peace in Wang Lin's eyes. He dared to come here alone, dared to set foot on a thousand fantasy stars and enter the ancestral home of the Huan Family, relying on that crazy idea at the beginning and his strongest killer at the moment.
Thinking of the resentful infant in Xian Ni Nei, Wang Lin's heart was cramped.
"The matter of this world cannot escape the cause and effect. The cause of the day and the result of today can only be regarded as a period of reincarnation if the cause and effect are changed, and the dust returns to the dust and the soil returns to the earth."
Wang Lin slowly closed his eyes.
In the soul, a decisive call echoed.
"This battle is over, set you free!"
A scream came crazy from within Wang Lin Yuanshen!