Lei Daozi's gaze fell on Wang Ping, with a look of interest in his eyes, and slowly said, "It turns out that you are not alone..."
Before he could speak, Wang Ping's body shook, and at this moment, the shadow behind him suddenly moved, and the immortal guard puppet appeared directly from under his feet, and he punched out.
With this punch, there was a sonic boom, and there was a tendency to replace thunder in the rumble, and went straight to Lei Daozi.
Lei Daozi's eyes condensed. He just saw that there was a puppet that was extremely hidden in Wang Ping's shadow. He was not surprised at this moment. Instead, he pinched his hands with his hands and punched the immortal guard puppet amidst the twinkling of thunder. , Shoot it.
Xianwei puppet's punch directly hit the thunder light, like a sharp awl. It penetrated quickly, completely indifferent to the thunder light, and landed on Lei Daozi's hand with a punch.
Destructive power followed Xianwei's fist madly and ruthlessly poured into Lei Daozi's body, as if a storm was set off in his body, making a roaring sound.
When a muffled sound reverberated, Lei Daozi shook his body, stepped back, his hands numb, and the thunder light dissipated. There was a strange light in his eyes, staring at the puppet, and laughing: "The best puppet!"
The Xianwei puppet stepped back two steps, his eyes were cold, thunder light wandered up and down all over his body, like a silver snake dancing and passing by.
As Lei Daozi laughed, he took a step forward. At this step, as soon as he lifted his foot, the electric light from the surrounding walls flashed crazily in an instant, and it actually condensed on Lei Daozi’s feet. He collapsed to the ground fiercely.
The whole world, it seems that at this moment, the rumble of disintegration!
The house dissipated instantly. Without leaving a trace, the electric light formed a circular wave of light, spreading crazily around, and Wang Ping was the first to bear the brunt.
The ice-cold color in the eyes of the Xianwei puppet was thicker, and he blasted away with a punch between the steps, but the lightning ripples spread too much, and with his strength, it was obviously unable to take care of everything.
Seeing that the thunder light was about to spread to Wang Ping's body, Qing Yi behind him remained unchanged, holding Wang Ping's hand, and looking at Wang Ping with tenderness in his eyes.
As for Wang Ping, his expression was not at all flustered, as if Tai Shan collapsed in front of him, and he would not be moved, because he knew that his father would come.
In his eyes, father is the strongest existence under this starry sky. No one can resist!
Wang Ping's calmness caused Lei Daozi's gaze to swept away, but after a closer look, he was taken aback, as if he had seen something through.
The electric light ripples came straight to Wang Ping with a rumbling sound, but just as the electric light was approaching, a vicissitudes of life slowly echoed the world.
The vicissitudes of life in this voice are extremely rich, falling on the surroundings, but it is instantaneous, making those electric light ripples like crazy dragons suddenly, motionless.
The blue electric light seems to have life, and some of its thin tentacles have even extended to three inches in front of Wang Ping's body, but at this moment, it is solidified.
What the voice said was just one word: "Set!"
In the void, a huge whirlpool appeared, and from within that whirlpool, a gray-haired old man walked out slowly, one step at a time.
He stepped in the void, and when he walked, he came to Wang Ping's side, and his right hand was randomly spotted on the solidified thunder wave. Just listen to the echo of a creak, cracks everywhere, and instantly spread the entire ring of lightning ripples.
In an instant, the spread became crazy, and in the blink of an eye, the circular lightning ripples collapsed...
This scene happened too suddenly, Lei Daozi took a deep breath, and took two steps back, his eyes dignified, staring at Wang Lin firmly, with a cautious expression on his face.
He can't see through the opponent's cultivation base!
He could see it in his eyes, but the divine sense found that the old man seemed to be non-existent.
"Father..."
Wang Ping stared at the old man in front of him blankly, and said softly.
The call of this life contains his longing for decades...
The old man is Wang Lin! His originally dim eyes flashed with cold light at this moment, this kind of gaze has not appeared in his eyes for a long time.
"Lei Xiandian, messenger!"
Wang Lin said slowly.
The immortal guard puppet swayed and stood beside Wang Lin. Looking at Lei Daozi coldly.
Lei Daozi stared at Wang Lin with an extremely solemn expression, and said, "Who is your Excellency!"
Wang Lin looked around, and there was such a big movement, but in this village, no villagers appeared. Obviously, they had been swept by this person's consciousness before, and they were not conscious of personnel.
With a wave of his right hand, a soft light immediately enveloped Wang Ping and Qing Yi, and at the same time they stepped forward. In an instant, Wang Ping and the other two disappeared, and Xianwei followed and disappeared.
Lei Daozi's expression was gloomy, and he let out a cold snort, and disappeared between the same steps.
On a large deserted plain to the west of Ran Yunxing, Wang Lin stepped out of the void, and Wang Ping and Qing Yi also appeared in the soft light.
At the same time, thunder light flickered hundreds of meters ahead, and Lei Daozi appeared.
As soon as he stepped out, a lot of thunder light immediately appeared around his body. At this moment, the entire sky was gloomy, and the clouds were densely covered with thunder light inside, which was extremely shocking.
"No matter who you are, keep this puppet, and the old man will let you three!"
Lei Daozi's voice was cold, staring at Wang Lin, and slowly said.
The cold light in Wang Lin's eyes was stronger, and he said flatly: "Even if you let me go, I won't let you go. If you take a step next night, the dog will die in your hands. This matter has touched the scales of Xixia. , No matter what your status is, today, you will die!"
His voice was stubbornly decisive, and there was a rush of murderous air. At the same time, the fairy guard puppet stepped out of the void, and the whole person flashed golden light in an instant. Like a golden man, he rushed towards Lei Daozi, the golden light was dazzling, and he blasted out a punch.
Lei Daozi slapped his storage bag, and immediately raised an extra net emitting thunder light in his hand, stretched it forward under the pinch, and in an instant, the net became infinitely larger, as if the incarnation became the world, and it shrank in an instant, towards the immortal. Guardian puppet parcels.
On this thunder net, there are countless talismans flickering, extremely tough, and under the contraction, the fist of the immortal guard puppet can't be shattered.
"The old man, as the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, with your power, even if there is this puppet, it is impossible to kill me!"
After Lei Daozi threw the thunder net, he didn't even look at it, pinched the tactics with both hands, suddenly a thunder light turned out, and went straight to Wang Lin.
Wang Lin looked as usual, facing the thunder light, he didn't dodge or hide at all, but at the moment that thunder came, he opened his mouth and sucked, and while Lei Daozi was dumbfounded, all the thunder light was swallowed by Wang Lin.
Bursts of electric light wandered around Wang Lin's body, making snapping noises.
"This little thunder power is not enough!"
Wang Lin lifted his right hand, and immediately separated a strand from the primordial spirit into it. In an instant, on the palm of his hand, a thunderball turned out.
Although this thunderball is only the size of a fist, the moment he appeared, it caused the sky to be clouded, causing all the lightning in the cloud under the sky to become mad. Almost instantly, they rushed out one by one, like thunder madness. Long, went straight to Wang Lin's right hand thunder ball.
In this scene, seeing Lei Daozi inhaled, what he saw before his eyes, he saw thunder in the sky, as if attracted, like a thunderstorm, the end was on the palm of the opponent's hand.
"This is the real thunder!"
Wang Lin's voice was flat, and with a wave of his right hand, the thunder ball galloped towards Lei Daozi with a rumbling roar.
Lei Daozi's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly stepped back without hesitation. He slapped the storage bag and immediately found a three-foot-long, one-inch-thick black iron rod in his hand. The iron rod was engraved with talisman, and it was even more. There is a thin line of dark red staggered.
At the moment when Wang Lin's Lei Ball came, Lei Daozi held the stick and thrust it fiercely on the ground.
"Thunder of heaven and earth, close!"
Lei Daozi's eyes were concentrated, and he shouted.
In the rumbling, the thunderball came madly, but it was immediately attracted by the iron rod, unexpectedly changed its direction, and went straight to the iron rod. The huge thunder power filled the whole iron rod in an instant.
I saw above it, the electric light wandered, all the talisman at this moment, all light up and move, as if absorbing rapidly.
It’s just that the thunderball’s thunder power is too strong. The iron rod made an unbearable creaking sound at the next breath, and cracks appeared on it, but at this moment, the dark red thin line on it was walking along the crack. It rises like a glue, so that the iron rod does not collapse.
There was a rumbling sound from the thunderball, with great majesty. Although it had absorbed a lot of thunderpower, it still slammed into the iron rod powerfully.
At this moment, the cracks in the entire iron rod spread wildly and appeared swiftly. Almost instantly, the thin red line almost filled the entire iron rod.
Lei Daozi looked at the scene in front of him with an incredible color in his eyes.
At this moment, the iron rod seemed to be unable to withstand the huge thunderpower. After absorbing all the thunderballs, it trembled slightly, and suddenly collapsed in Lei Daozi's gaze!
As if countless rushing thunders blasted between heaven and earth, the entire Ran Yunxing trembled at this moment. A large number of famous mountains and giant peaks collapsed and the mountains roared.
The iron rod collapsed, and the huge thunder power came out. Lei Daozi was the first to bear the brunt. He walked back more than ten steps in a rumble, pale, staring at Wang Lin, and shouted: "You, are Xu Mu who pretended to be my Lei Xiandian messenger. What is your cultivation level!"
Under Lei Li's vent, the thunder net that trapped Xianwei also vanished in an instant, and Xianwei stepped out.
Wang Lin looked at Lei Daozi calmly, and said slowly: "My cultivation base..."
As he pondered, the immortal power in his body suddenly exploded, climbing from the foundation building, directly transforming into the gods, and then condensing again, reaching the perfection of the infant.
There is no end, in the eruption of the immortal power in the body, the cultivation level is raised again, and the early stage of aspirations!
With the immortal power in Wang Lin's body, Lei Daozi's complexion became more and more ugly. Although he did not like the first step cultivator, the cultivation base of the old man in front of him was constantly rising, and he could not guess at all. To what extent will it eventually reach.
The initial stage of the aspiration is not the end, as Wang Lin's violent immortal power within his body has reached the middle stage of the aspiration in his eyes and contemplation!
Xianli gradually calmed down, staying in the middle of the aspiration stage, but the aura on Wang Lin's body became stronger and stronger without any pause. This aura came from an artistic conception!
The category of the mid-term aspiration can't stop the rising of the artistic conception. The aura that this artistic conception turns into is getting stronger and stronger, making Lei Daozi's face more gloomy.
The rise of artistic conception seems to be endless, breaking through the mid-term of the ordinary monk's aspiration, and climbing crazily. At this moment, Wang Lin has white hair without wind, and the thinking in his eyes is thicker.
The huge aura radiated from Wang Lin, diffused towards the surroundings, and gradually covered the entire Ran Yunxing.
The artistic conception, in the continuous release, has reached the late stage of aspiration, it is not over, it is still going on!
In this scene, Lei Daozi's eyelids twitched, he had almost no breathing, an unpleasant feeling emerged in his heart, but immediately, he found that the mood seemed to be somewhat stopped, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his heart secretly said. : "This kind of monk who is still in the first step is easy to kill... But, is he really like this..."
At this moment in the sky, a huge landscape painting appeared. This painting is entirely based on the sky as the canvas and the ground as the ink, which is like a mirage.
In this landscape painting, a yellow spring gradually emerges and flows slowly.
But then, the landscape paintings in the sky and Huang Quan suddenly flashed, all inhaled along Wang Lin Tianling, and disappeared.
Wang Lin's artistic conception, in Lei Daozi's heart, stopped slightly, and went crazy again. Reached the peak of the late aspiration in one fell swoop!
The artistic conception is here, stop!
Lei Daozi breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid of Wang Lin's artistic conception and broke through the first step of cultivating.
"With just such a little cultivation base, I dare to pretend to be my Lei Xiandian envoy!"
Lei Daozi sneered, but he was a little skeptical. After all, the thunderball sent by Xu Mu just now was too amazing.
This kind of lightning magical power is absolutely extraordinary for a monk to possess, he has only seen it in the earth-level messenger of the Thunder Immortal Palace. There is another point that he suspects. He had swept through the divine sense before and did not find the existence of this person at all. Even if the divine sense looks at it now, although he clearly sees this person’s cultivation level, he always has This kind of feeling, as if separated by a layer of mist, like watching the moon in the water.
Wang Lin raised his head. He didn't have much power in his body, so he could only stay in the mid-stability stage, but his artistic conception had reached such a high level unconsciously, which was a little bit beyond Wang Lin's expectation.
Moreover, he just released the mood of reincarnation of birth and death, and within his soul, the mood of thunder and the cycle of cause and effect, but did not disperse.
As for Lei Daozi’s inability to see through Wang Lin’s cultivation level, it is precisely because of that trace of causality, Wang Lin’s artistic conception, under that evolution, unless it is a monk who has truly entered the second step, otherwise, it’s impossible. See the clues. After all, the deficiency of yin and yang is just a transition between the first step and the second step.
Wang Ping stared at his father in front of him in a daze. At the moment when his father's cultivation level was improved, there was a faint wave in his body. This wave was clearly transmitted to his soul, making him even more susceptible to his previous guesses. concentrated.