Zhan Konglie was also flying in the void. As a newly promoted Lei Xiandian messenger, he naturally knew the location of the teleportation formation, and at this moment he hurriedly flew towards the teleportation formation.
When he was traveling with Shen Gonghu before, he also had plans to go to this teleportation formation, but because of Shen Gonghu's reasons, he didn't mention the matter, but went to the immortal gate with Shen Gonghu.
The battle outside the gate of the immortal realm made Zhan Kong Lie excited. Although Lei Zhixian realm was unstable at this moment, his heart was as firm as Shen Gonghu. He believed that Wang Lin would not be defeated.
"I don't know where Shen Gonghu is at the moment. I must be on the way to the Lei Xiandian Teleportation Array, just like me."
Zhan Konglie shook his body and escaped a torn crack that suddenly appeared in nothingness.
In fact, after going to the gate of the Immortal Sword before Zhan Konglie, he immediately discovered that although there were many monks there, apart from him and Shen Gonghu, there were no messengers from the Lei Xian Temple. He knew at the time that all the Lei Xian Temples The messenger, I'm afraid they have all gone to the place where the teleportation array is.
Zhan Konglie and Shen Gonghu, in two different positions in this emptiness, teleported the formation towards the Lei Xiandian, and galloped away. Similarly, in this emptiness, Wang Lin's figure is also like a long rainbow, with Shen Gonghu in his mind. The feeling of the soul is constantly approaching. It's just that the collapse of the Thunder Celestial Realm has become more and more violent, and there are more and more cracks in the sky, and if you are not careful, it will be swallowed into it.
In this way, the speed cannot be too fast, and you must always pay attention to the changes in the void around you.
During the flight, in addition to the whistling and whistling sound in his ears, there would sometimes be a muffled sound reverberating in his ears. This kind of sound was even more pronounced when Wang Lin passed by a fragmented continent that was collapsing everywhere.
On his way, he saw two fragmented continents, completely collapsed and turned into large tracts of rubble, as if they were rolled up by a storm, one part was torn apart in the cracks of the void, and the other part was powerful. Shock. Scattered around.
A few of them rushed directly towards Wang Lin who was passing by, and the powerful airflow it brought up was no weaker than the full blow of an aspiring monk.
An attack of this level, even if it is not fatal to those monks who have not entered the second step, but if they are not lucky and a space crack appears around them during dodge or confrontation, then it is a crisis of life and death.
For Wang Lin, he didn’t have this worry. Whether it was the hold technique or other magical powers, he could easily avoid it. During the flight, Wang Lin looked calm, and his figure often swayed, avoiding cracks and rushing straight. Go ahead.
It's just that as it continued to deepen, the cracks in the void grew more and more, and in the end it was almost dense, like a piece of black paper with countless holes torn apart, it can be broken into pieces at any time.
Wang Lin frowned. He could vaguely feel that he was some distance from Shen Gonghu, and at the current speed, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up in a short time.
After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his right hand pinched the jue and pressed it on the center of his eyebrows, and immediately opened his mouth to spit out a grain of sand. The sand changed in an instant, and in a flash, it became a hundred meters in size.
"After all, this thing is constantly being refined in the tribulation. The previous Qingfeng Immortal couldn't make it collapse with a single blow. If you want to come, these void cracks in front of you can't make it shatter."
Wang Lin pointed forward with his right hand, and immediately a hundred-meter-sized fragment of the continent flew out immediately. He kept his eyes on it and looked carefully.
I saw Baizhang fragments rushing across, and immediately hit the many cracks in front. In an instant, the tearing force emanating from those cracks spread over the Baizhang fragments, but there was no tearing power. The fragments have changed a little bit, and they are still passing by.
As it rushed through, the cracks seemed to have been flattened in half, and there were signs of temporary convergence.
Wang Lin's eyes condensed, he stepped forward, and immediately stepped on the hundred-zhang debris, sat down cross-legged, pinching his hands with both hands. The vitality in the body revolves, rushing into the fragments, the entire fragments are dazzling, and the speed is doubled, and they rush toward the front in a straight line.
In this way, the speed is much faster than before. Wang Lin only needs to pay attention to the huge cracks that are over a hundred meters in length. The rest of the space cracks are ignored.
In this Thunder Immortal Realm, the hundred-zhang fragments were extremely fast, and as soon as they rushed out, half an hour later, Wang Lin relaxed and looked forward, but at this moment, his expression suddenly moved.
I saw a bleak Changhong flying by in the distance. There was a woman in Changhong. This woman was beautiful, but at the moment she was pale with panic in her eyes. She kept avoiding space cracks during the flight, and was almost swallowed by the cracks several times. enter.
Baizhang fragment where Wang Lin is. It was extremely conspicuous in this emptiness. The woman saw a surprise on her face and was about to fly away when she was flying. But suddenly, a crack in the space of ten meters in size appeared silently in front of her, like a ghost. The mouth opened thickly, and the cold wind howled, the woman's complexion was immediately grayed out, she wanted to dodge but couldn't make it, her eyes showed despair.
Wang Lin looked calm, retracted his gaze, and with his temperament, naturally he would not save people for no reason. The fragments of hundreds of meters flashed, and they flew forward without stopping.
"Senior, save me, Zhan Konglie is the younger brother!"
In despair, the woman struggled to rush out of the crack swallowed, and said anxiously.
Wang Lin frowned. He had seen this woman. Zhan Konglie flew with more than a dozen people in the void that day. When he saw herself and came over to say something, this woman was one of the more than a dozen people.
It was just what I saw at the time that the woman's cultivation base had obviously just reached Yin deficiency, but now, her cultivation base has fallen, and her body's vitality is almost cut off. From the looks of it, she is afraid that she can only exert her aspiring strength.
Hundred-zhang fragments under him suddenly turned, and went straight to the woman. Almost instantly, it was approaching and slammed into the ten-zhang crack. At the moment of hitting, the woman jumped out and landed on the hundred-zhang. Above the debris.
She was pale and bloodless. She was still in shock at this moment. Looking at Wang Lin, she was grateful and whispered: "Thank you, senior, for your life-saving grace."
Wang Lin frowned, glanced at the woman, and said flatly, "Is there a fairy jade?"
The woman was startled and nodded quickly.
"Ten thousand immortal jade, it is a grace to save you, plus ten thousand, you can stay here for an hour, and so on!"
Wang Lin looked calm and said slowly.
The hundred-zhang fragments under him rushed forward quickly towards the distance.
The woman was silent, and a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes. She did not expect that the senior in her brother Zhan’s mouth was such a person. If she had not seen the opponent fight with the white-haired weird person, she would not I don't believe that the one who asks for the fairy jade at this moment will be the senior expert!
Without saying anything, she took out a storage bag and threw it directly to Wang Lin, and said, "There are fifty thousand immortal jade in it, please order it, senior!"
Wang Lin took it, erased the spiritual knowledge on it, opened it and swept it, and the number was roughly correct, he put it in his arms, ignored the woman, closed his eyes and meditated.
The woman didn't expect that Wang Lin would actually count the number, she was even more contemptuous in her heart, and she sighed inwardly. She sat cross-legged at a distance from Wang Lin, staring blankly at the void ahead, with a blank look in her eyes.
"Brother Zhan, where are you..."
There was one more person on the Baizhang debris, but it would not affect the speed. She rammed down, rushed far away, and swiftly moved forward. At this moment, the woman also recovered from the confusion. Looking at the cracks in the space where the debris hit, she fell down. Take a breath.
"What kind of magic weapon is this, it's terrible!"
This woman saw with her own eyes that almost all the cracks were brought together under the impact of this fragment, no matter how strong the tearing force in that crack was, it had no effect on the fragment.
At this moment, her gaze suddenly condensed, and on the far right, three Changhong galloped. There are two men and a woman in the Changhong. All three of them have gloomy expressions and anxiety in their eyes.
"Xi Zifeng!"
The woman on the debris stood up immediately.
The three people in the distance immediately noticed the place, with surprise in their eyes. The three of them rushed forward without hesitation, avoiding cracks everywhere in the meantime, and rushing to the hundreds of pieces of debris.
Wang Lin looked as usual, his speed did not slow down a bit, but still galloped, and the three of them obviously couldn't keep up.
"Zhan Yun, wait a minute!"
The sister named Xi Zifeng among the three immediately shouted anxiously.
The woman surnamed Zhan on the fragment hurriedly said to Wang Lin: "Senior stop, the younger friends want to come up."
Wang Lin opened his eyes, showing impatience in his eyes, and ignored the other party.
The woman surnamed Zhan stomped her foot, patted the storage bag, and immediately flew out a red thread from it. After a flick, the red thread stretched out and flung it straight to the three people who were chasing after the debris.
The woman named Xi Zifeng immediately grabbed it in the void, shook her body, and immediately flew out. The two men behind her also caught it in the air. The three of them almost galloped together, and finally caught up with the debris and landed on it.
The three of them were relieved, and immediately noticed Wang Lin who was cross-legged in the distance ahead, and a man beside Xi Zifeng glanced at Zhan Yun and said, "Is this fellow Daoist?"
Before Zhan Yun could speak, Xi Zifeng looked at Wang Lin, took a closer look, and immediately changed his complexion. He quickly left the crowd a few steps forward, held his fists and bowed respectfully, and continued to say: "Xi Zifeng in the younger generation, see Senior! Thank you Senior for your life-saving twice!"
When she said this, she turned red.
Wang Lin glanced at the woman. This woman was three points more beautiful than Zhi Zhanyun. He vaguely remembered that this woman was outside the gate of the fairy world, just after he was controlled by Yan Leizi's body, she kicked into nothingness. One of them.
Frowning, Wang Lin felt very troublesome. He had known this before. He said nothing to save that Zhan Yun. At this moment, he secretly sighed, and said in a deep voice, "Do you three have immortal jade?"
Xi Zifeng was startled. Before she could answer, Zhan Yun next to her quickly said, "Ten thousand celestial jade is worthy of help, plus 10,000 celestial jade can be here for an hour!"
Xi Zifeng nodded and said, "It should be so!"
She and the two of them immediately took out the fairy jade, put it in a storage bag, and handed it over to Wang Lin respectfully.
Wang Lin took it, closed his eyes and ignored it.
Together with Zhan Yun, the four of them sat together, looking at the void outside the fragments, and they all had a feeling of aftermath, and they talked softly.
The fragmentation speed was extremely fast. Gradually, as he continued to penetrate into the Thunder Realm, Wang Lin's brows never stretched along the way. On the way, he encountered a lot of monks who were scattered or gathered together.
After seeing the Baizhang fragments, these people seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw, and they tried every means to get up. Some of them were four acquaintances on the fragments.
As a result, gradually, there were more and more cultivators on this fragment, but there was one thing that didn't need Wang Lin to worry about. Whenever a newcomer came here, Zhan Yun would stand up for the first time and clearly stated his requirements for Immortal Jade.
At this moment, Wang Lin already had several storage bags in his arms, and each of them contained a large amount of fairy jade. There were also nearly twenty monks above the hundred-zhang fragment.
These people didn't sit together. Except for those who knew each other, the others were cross-legged alone, looking at the void outside, each with a complicated heart.
Some of them recognized Wang Lin immediately after seeing Wang Lin, and immediately relaxed completely. When they wanted to come, with Wang Lin, everything would be safe.
With the rapid flight of the Baizhang Fragment in the void, gradually, the number of people on it increased. In the end, the number had exceeded fifty. Looking at the many monks behind him, Wang Lin frowned, looked past them, and let go. Behind the shards of nothingness, there are dozens of Changhong, following closely.
The cultivators in the Changhong couldn't keep up with the speed, and no one knew the cultivator above the fragments. Without help from anyone, they could not catch up with the fragments on their own.
It's just that they followed the path after the debris swept, and it was safe. After all, after the debris, the cracks showed signs of converging. Compared with the outside world, they naturally walked a lot easier.
Gradually, more and more monks gathered, and behind the Fragmented Continent, a long line formed, with sword lights shining, like countless tails, closely following.
In their view, doing so is here, the only way to survive! Among them, there are naturally those with a high level of cultivation. These people often don't need help from others. When they are not far away, with their own strength, they can fly to a hundred zhang debris.
It's just that no matter what cultivation level they are, they will fall on the debris, and after a little hesitation, they will obediently hand over the fairy jade in exchange for a place.
In this, Wang Lin's fame outside the gate of the immortal world played a very important role. Even Monk Yang Shi, after seeing Wang Lin, he must respectfully call his senior.
After touching the storage bag with Xianyu in his arms, Wang Lin sighed and ignored these people. He could feel that Shen Gonghu was not far away.
At this moment, suddenly in the emptiness ahead, a huge rubble appeared. The rubble was about a thousand feet long. The edge of the rubble continued to collapse during the flight. Every time it collided with the crack, it would vibrate and a large piece of rubble fell off. .
On the edge of this gravel, there were three people standing, each with a Yang real cultivation base. Behind them, there were nearly a hundred monks, all showing greed, staring at the piece of Baizhang where Wang Lin was.
"Leave this fragment of the fairy world!"
One of the three men in the edge position had a golden robe, and the gloomy voice echoed.
Wang Lin's expression was calm, he glanced at the three of them, and his eyes fell on the thousands of feet of rubble under their feet. Obviously, these people also thought of the way to travel.
It's just that the gravel they got has not experienced the refining of Heavenly Tribulation, and is not stable enough. I am afraid that it will continue to collapse along the way, and I don't know how much it has been replaced.
The man in the golden robe stepped forward, stepping directly into nothingness, avoiding cracks everywhere, and rushing to the Baizhang fragment where Wang Lin was. Behind him, the other old man in white clothes among the three took the same step.
Only the last of the scribes in blue shirts stood on the gravel, staring coldly.
Wang Lin's expression was calm and could not make any waves. He raised his right hand, pointed forward, and immediately the animal bone pattern on the back of his hand squirmed, directly turned into a black light and flew out, forming immediately in the void, transforming into animal bones. .
Those four hideous sharp thorns exuded a forest of cold light, and in the eyes of this animal bone, there was a glimmer of light at this moment, and the strong evil aura suddenly filled in an instant.
Almost instantly, the man in the golden robe who rushed forward had not yet displayed any magical powers, and his body trembled. A gray light spread from his legs, madly spreading throughout his body. The man's eyes were shocked and he took a breath. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and patted the heavenly spirit, and the primordial spirit flew out the moment his body was swallowed by gray light.
Wang Lin sneered at the corner of his mouth, slapped his storage bag, and immediately shook the soul flag, turning into a black mist, rushing towards the other's soul.
At this moment, the old man in white was also approaching. Instead of paying attention to his companions, he pinched the tactics with both hands and shouted: "Xianshu Thunder Slash!"
The lightning crazily condensed in front of him, and in a flash, it turned into a blade of lightning, as if it were about to cut through the world, and went straight to Wang Lin.
Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded.
Wang Lin's eyes condensed. He felt the sharp aura within the Thunder Blade before it was approaching. In an instant, the Thunder Blade came to his body, Wang Lin's eyebrows flashed, and the soul flew out. The moment the Thunder Blade fell, Swallow in one bite.
Yuan Shen returned to his body, Wang Lin's complexion was slightly ruddy, he stood up, looked at the old man who was startled on the spot coldly, stepped on his feet, and rushed out.
The white-clothed old man's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly retreated without hesitation. When he retreated, the blue-shirted scribe standing on the gravel in the distance frowned, and he leaped out with a shake of his body.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed with coldness, he is not easy to provoke others, but if others take the initiative, he will never be soft when he fights back!
At this moment, the right hand pointed at the white-clothed old man, and the immortal technique suddenly appeared. As the white-clothed old man retreated, he immediately felt his body sinking into the water, as if he had bound several mountain peaks, and immediately stopped. Not only his body, but Even his primordial spirit and the primordial strength in his body stopped working at this moment.
Wang Lin stepped forward, his right hand fingers formed into a sword, and the moment he crossed with the white-clothed old man, it touched his eyebrows. The old man's flesh spewed out a large amount of blood mist, and he collapsed immediately. His soul was shocked. With fear, just about to escape, a cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and when he grabbed the void with his right hand, he grabbed the old man's soul.
"Fellow Daoist, stop!"
A loud shout came out of the blue-shirted monk, his body was like lightning, and he rushed straight to Wang Lin, and even pinched with his right hand, immediately flew out an illusory sword from his heavenly spirit. Appeared in front of Wang Lin and stabbed fiercely.
Wang Lin's expression was cold, and he smashed the primordial spirit in his hand. When he turned his head, the third eye of the eyebrows immediately opened, and the red glow burst into a fan shape, and immediately enveloped the illusory sword that was teleporting forward.
Under the red light, the sword of illusion immediately emitted a large amount of black air, and in a moment, it collapsed.
The blue-shirted scribe immediately took a halt, stopped ten feet away from Wang Lin, with a gloomy expression, staring at Wang Lin, and said solemnly: "Your Excellency is amazing. Let this matter go away, please!"
In his eyes, he forbeared the murderous intent and slowly backed away.
Wang Lin took a cold look at the scribe, took the soul flag, shook his body, and returned to the hundred-zhang fragment. At this moment, many cultivators on the fragments had already got up and looked sideways.
After stepping into the Baizhang fragment, Wang Lin sat down cross-legged, the fragment rushed forward and directly rushed out.
Wang Lin crossed his knees, swallowed the primordial spirit in his hand, pointed his right hand to the sky, and slowly said, "Hufeng!"
Immediately, a black wind suddenly appeared, turning into a black dragon roaring and heading straight to the blue-shirted scribe behind. This person's complexion changed drastically and he quickly backed away, but at this moment, the black dragon opened his mouth and exhaled a yin wind.
The wind roared and filled the world. The blue-shirted scribe who was retreating trembled, his eyes dimmed immediately, showing the color of struggle, but when he wanted to resist, he did not notice the emptiness behind him and suddenly appeared. After a space crack that was more than three feet long, he stepped back and stepped into the crack.
With a desperate roar, his body immediately disappeared without a shadow, only the lingering sound of that roar still echoed.
The fragments of Baizhang flew away. Behind it, a large number of monks followed closely. At this moment, whether it was them or those monks on the fragments of Baizhang, all of them looked at Wang Lin’s cross-legged back. With awe.
Regarding Wang Lin's continuous killing of three Yangshi monks, some monks who have seen him fight against the white-haired weird people outside the gate of the immortal world will naturally not be surprised, but think it should be the case.
But the monks who hadn't seen before were shocked. Especially those who hesitated to pay the fairy jade before, are secretly grateful at this moment, and there are some cultivators who secretly thought of taking this hundred-zhang fragment from Wang Lin's hands.
Along the way after this, the Baizhang fragments were quiet, and no one was talking. In this silence, a layer of invisible coercion was gradually enveloped. This majesty came from the fear and awe of Wang Lin in their hearts.
The speed of Baizhang fragments was getting faster and faster. After a few hours, Wang Lin's eyes condensed and looked forward, only to see a sword light galloping in the nothingness ahead. The person within that sword light was Shen Gonghu.
During the flight, Shen Gonghu suddenly turned around and stared at the Baizhang debris coming from a distance. He saw Wang Lin at a glance. His eyes suddenly showed excitement, and he shook his body and went straight to Wang Lin.
"Shen Gonghu, see the Lord!"
Shen Gonghu fell a few feet away from Wang Lin and said respectfully. He looked at Wang Lin, full of fanatical reverence.
Wang Lin showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, nodded slightly, and said, "Sit down next to you and take me to the teleportation array of Lei Xiandian!"
Shen Gonghu didn't even look at the other people on the fragment, and immediately sat down cross-legged, and said respectfully: "Master, this place is not far from the teleportation array!"
As he said, he immediately pointed the direction.
The people on the Baizhang Fragment looked at the scene in front of them in shock. Some of them naturally knew Shen Gonghu. At this moment, they heard that Shen Gonghu actually called Wang Lin's lord, and they were all thinking.
Xi Zifeng looked at Wang Lin's back with beautiful eyes, as if thinking of something, her pretty face flushed, but her gaze never looked away.
The collapse of Lei Zhixian Realm reached its peak in the gallop of hundreds of zhang fragments. In the emptiness, the cracks in the vast expanses of space rolled back, blowing out an endless cold wind.
The sound of the collapse of the mainland continued to be heard.
The deeper the inside of the Thunder Immortal Realm, the more violent this phenomenon becomes. In the end, the whole nothingness is almost full of cracks, and these cracks are extending and continuously connecting, forming huge tears that even exceed a hundred feet. Sew.
Wang Lin looked solemn as he controlled the pieces of Baizhang to gallop. At this moment, his eyes opened fiercely, and the pieces of Baizhang under him suddenly stopped, and he immediately turned around in an arc.
At the moment it bypassed, a huge crack of nearly two hundred feet appeared out of nowhere. The many monks who followed the fragments immediately couldn't dodge some of them, and were swallowed by the cracks amidst the miserable cry for help.
Wang Lin was engrossed and had no time to think about others. He manipulated hundreds of pieces of debris with all his heart, and kept avoiding huge gaps while galloping, but his expression became more and more gloomy.
"How far is it!"
Wang Lin said solemnly.
"Less than ten miles!"
Shen Gonghu was also extremely nervous, and the cracks in front of him made his scalp numb.
Wang Lin frowned slightly, and the hundred-zhang fragments swayed, avoiding a few cracks again, and headed straight ahead. Gradually, getting closer and closer, Wang Lin already saw that there was a light curtain of thousands of meters in front of him. , There is a stationary fragment continent in this light curtain.
On top of it, there is a formation. At this moment, there are several people standing in the formation, obviously intending to teleport away. One of them is Zhan Konglie. Outside the formation, there are seven or eight Lei Xiandian envoys, talking to each other.
At this moment, these people seemed to have checked, suddenly turning their heads, looking coldly at the location of Wang Lin, one of them raised his right hand and pointed to the sky, and immediately a wave of vitality emanated from his palm and merged into the surrounding light. The curtain spread.
Outside the light curtain, its vitality condensed and immediately turned into a big hand. Under the sweep, all the cracks inside and outside the time curtain were all shattered, spreading rapidly from the two ends in a ring, like an impenetrable moat. It must be thoroughly connected together.
Once connected, there is no one here, who can cross the ring-shaped crack that surrounds the light curtain!
"roll!"
At the same time, the icy spirits echoed the world, revealing a merciless indifference.
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and his whole body's vitality revolved, blending into the fragments. He took a deep breath, and suddenly his eyes exploded. The speed of Baizhang fragments suddenly doubled, as if it merged with the world.
In an instant, these hundred-zhang fragments rushed out frantically, and all the cracks blocking the front were directly hit. The many monks behind the fragments also gritted their teeth at this moment and rushed away desperately.
At this moment, there is vitality ahead, go in, be born! If you can't get in, you will die!
The speed of the fragmented continent almost turned into an afterimage, and there was a loud rumbling noise during the rampage, like a hundred-meter meteor, directly rushing into it at the moment when the cracks outside the light curtain connected to each other.
Wang Lin stood up, slapped the storage bag with his right hand, with the fairy sword in his hand, lifted it up and cut it down. This cut was not a single cut, but in an instant, Wang Lin cut it down nine times!
The Nine Paths of Zhan Luo Jue merged into one, forming an unimaginable sword of slaying rules, with a piece of black light, and it landed directly on the already connected cracks in front of the fragments.
boom!
Even if the cracks are connected, at this moment, under the strength of Zhan Luo Jue, there is still a pause, and it is immediately torn from its edge, and it spreads wildly. Almost instantly, the originally connected circular cracks were actually opened. gap.
The power of Zhan Luo Jue was still there. After cutting off the crack, it entered directly into it. It landed on the light curtain with a bang, and immediately there was a large wave of ripples that spread along the light curtain. Everything inside became distorted.
At the same time, the Hundred-Zhang Fragments rushed in directly, carrying a force of ten thousand jun, like a real meteor, immediately after Zhan Luo Jue, crashed into the light curtain.
A huge sound of earth-shattering, causing the small cracks around it to collapse, suddenly reverberated. This sound was too shocking. Even the Lei Xiandian messengers in the light curtain were looking sideways at this moment, especially Zhan Konglie, who saw Wang Lin at a glance. After that, his face immediately showed excitement.
After the loud noise, bursts of clicks came to mind, and large cracks immediately appeared on the light curtain, which continued to spread.
At the same time, the monks who had been chasing after the Baizhang debris before, all flew in through the gap at this moment.
A cold light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes, and he manipulated the hundred-zhang fragment to withdraw several feet back. In the gaze of the many monks on the fragment, the speed increased instantly, and there was an alarm, and he slammed into the light curtain again.
There were more fragments on the light curtain, almost densely practiced into a large piece, and the luster on it instantly dimmed.
This scene was too fast, it was just a few breaths. At this moment, one of the Lei Xiandian messengers in the light curtain looked gloomy, and the whole body of thunder light wandered. The whole person rushed out and stepped directly out of the light curtain.
"So courageous, dare to break into the forbidden area of Lei Xian Hall!"
As soon as this thunder-light wandering person walked out, before Wang Lin could take a shot, the people on the Fragment Continent immediately flew out, using magical powers to fight against it frantically.
"Senior, don't care about this person, I can clean up after waiting!"
One of those who fought against this Lei Xiandian messenger immediately said loudly.
Wang Lin nodded slightly, and the Baizhang fragment backed away again. This time, he brewed ten breaths. Not only him, but also the other monks on the fragment, and even all the monks who followed immediately before, flew up at this moment, encircling the edge of the fragment. Press your hand on it.
Everyone displayed their greatest supernatural powers, and they merged with each other. Under the lead of Wang Lin’s Yuanli, with a piercing scream, they suddenly rushed out and gathered the power of countless people. A tip was formed in front of this hundred-zhang fragment.
At the moment when the rumbling noise suddenly appeared, the entire hundred-zhang fragment directly hit the light curtain, and with a bang, the light curtain finally collapsed!
Countless fragments of the light curtain were rolled back in the storm, and the hundred-zhang fragments penetrated directly. After more than half of it entered, the surrounding monks immediately rushed into it. All of a sudden, this thousand-meter-sized teleportation array was on top of the fragments. A monk who is crazy to survive!