Wang Lin took a close look at the thousand-square-meter Lei Chi Square, then looked away.
Under the guidance of the old man, he went straight to the east of Lei Xian Temple. From a distance, Wang Lin saw a hall that was obviously several times larger than other palaces. It was like a giant beast lying on the ground, not yet approaching. The coercion spread.
A few miles away in the hall, the old man stopped and said with a smile: "Xu Daoyou, the lord has only summoned you, so I can't accompany you anymore. Just go in by yourself!"
Wang Lin's eyes fell on the hall a few miles away, and he threw a fist at the old man and said, "Thank you, senior, for leading the way!"
"What kind of senior is the old man? If Daoyou Xu can be summoned by the Lord, he will definitely not be in the pool in the future. When the time comes, he will have to get close to him."
The old man shook his head, said goodbye to Wang Lin, turned and left.
Wang Lin cautiously dispersed his consciousness and flew forward. Gradually, he got closer and closer to the hall. When he got closer, Wang Lin saw at a glance that there was one standing outside the hall with his back facing away. Own, but the other side stood there, just like a mountain rising up.
"Yan Leizi!"
Wang Lin was not surprised. He fell down as he approached, clasped his fists and said, "See Senior Yan Leizi!"
"Should I call you Xu Mu, the Demon Daozi, or Wang Lin from the Alliance Star Territory?"
Yan Leizi turned around, his expression calm, his eyes fell on Wang Lin, but he showed a hint of surprise.
"Guini? Not bad, very good!"
Wang Lin's expression remained the same, without the slightest panic of being discredited. He said flatly: "Whether it is Xu Mu or Wang Lin, since the predecessor has called Zi Xia here, it must not be to find out the real name of the junior."
Yan Leizi glanced at Wang Lin with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes. He smiled: "Okay, you deserve to be the destined person of the old man, I don't care if you are Wang Lin or Xu Mu, I ask you. Alliance Are you willing to participate in the Star Wars?"
"The juniors are weak, even if they participate in it, it will not work."
Wang Lin was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"Brother Peeping Nirvana, dare to say that the strength is meager?"
Yan Leizi smiled, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Wang Lin pondered for a while and nodded, "Since Senior Yan Leizi is so important, I will participate in this battle!"
In Wang Lin's heart, long before he came here, he had already thought about all this clearly. To fight for the title of One Hundred and Eight Immortals, he must participate in the battle between Luo Tian and the Alliance.
"Well, the token that the old man gave you back then, you can keep it, and it may be of great use to you in the future! It is also considered a good fortune you promised at the beginning!"
With a flick of Yan Leizi's sleeves, a violent wind filled Wang Lin's body. The lightning flashed inside, but formed a teleportation array.
"Leaving this formation, three days later, the old man, together with a few fellow daoists, will personally go to see this battle of immortality. When that happens, your brother Qingshui will also go!"
After Yan Leizi finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the hall.
"Senior Yan Leizi, Junior Thunder Beast, can you return it!"
Wang Lin looked at Yan Leizi and said calmly.
"After opening the channel, I will pay you back!"
Yan Leizi walked into the hall and disappeared.
Wang Lin was silent for a while, raised his steps and stepped into the whirlpool teleportation formation. When he appeared, he was beside the four major teleportation formations in the outer hall of Lei Xiandian.
No one is left around, obviously they have been arranged separately.
As soon as Wang Lin appeared, he immediately turned his head, and saw a woman standing behind him. This woman was extremely beautiful, like a jade, wearing a blue shirt and a water skirt.
"Senior is Xu Mu?"
The woman's voice was crisp and very nice.
Wang Lin nodded.
"Junior Chen Shan, at the order of the messenger, is here to wait for the predecessor. This is the token transmission token of the predecessor's battle to seal the immortals. As for the residence of the predecessor, the token has its own details."
Chen Shan looked respectful, took out a palm-sized token from his storage bag, and gave it to Wang Lin. After hesitating, Shuang Xia was slightly red and whispered: "In these few days, if the senior needs a double repair furnace Ding, you can use tokens to transmit voice to juniors. For all participants in this battle of immortality, Lei Xiandian will give all the help you need."
After the woman finished speaking, her complexion became redder, and she bowed back. His figure is faint, and when he leaves, he faintly reveals the charming demeanor under his dress.
Wang Lin took the token and swept away his spiritual knowledge. This object resembled a jade slip. It contained a simple topographic map of Lei Xian Temple and an unopened teleportation array. After finding the place of residence, Wang Lin shook his body and ran straight. Away from home.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye. During these three days, Wang Lin kept his eyes closed and meditated, maintaining his own cultivation level, hovering at the peak.
At noon on the third day, the entire Lei Xian Temple was extremely lively, the light of the teleportation array flickered continuously, and a group of monks came one after another. This time, there were many viewers, first of all in the four star regions. Master star cultivation family. These people can only be qualified to watch outside.
After that, it was in the Luotian Star Territory, although it was inferior to the Yao family, but higher than the master star's cultivation family, such as Shen Gong, Zhan and other families. Immediately afterwards, there were the four great cultivation families that passed down to the immortal world.
The last thing that appeared was the clansmen of the two ancient cultivating families who held the immortal convocation together with the Lei Xian Temple. Although the number of monks who watched the immortal conquest was not many, there were tens of thousands. The arrangement in the Lei Xian Temple Next, with the inner hall of Lei Xiandian as the center, a floating platform was built everywhere so that these monks could sit down.
The battlefield of Fengxian was set in the inner hall of Lei Xian Hall, that Qianzhang Lei Chi Square!
Outside Lei Chi Square, there are more than a dozen white futons, exuding immortality. At this moment, Yan Leizi sat cross-legged on one of the futons. Beside him, Qing Shuixian Jun closed his eyes and meditated, as if facing the person in front of him. Everything, without the slightest interest.
As more and more monks watched this battle, the ancestor of the Xiang family also turned out in mid-air in one step, Xiang Yan Leizi clasped his fists and sat on the futon next to him.
While the two were talking, the man surnamed Gongsun Fu, who was always dressed in black, also turned out and sat aside.
Immediately afterwards, the Yao family and other four great cultivation families that passed down to the immortal world, people came here one after another, and those who came from the Yao family were the blood god sons. He and the bosses of the other three families, after their arrival, sat cross-legged on the futon, but they didn't even look at the water.
With the arrival of Shen Gong’s family and the war family, Shen Gong’s ancestor and Lie Yunzi approached one after another, sitting cross-legged on the futon. After a short time, there are some ancestors of the cultivation family, after coming here, they fell on the futon.
It was noon, Yan Leizi's eyes flickered, and he said flatly: "Luo Tian's battle of one hundred and eight immortals, begin!"
His voice turned into countless thunders. In this Thunder Immortal Palace, rumblings spread. As the voice echoed, countless teleportation arrays appeared in the sky. These teleportation arrays were of the same size, and hundreds of them appeared at the same time. Down, but from within, the figures of monks were exposed.
Wang Lin is also in it!
The Blood God Child raised his head and glanced at Wang Lin with a dark and mysterious gaze. In a cold snort, he withdrew his gaze, his expression a little gloomy.
In addition to the blood god son, a gaze fell on Wang Lin from the crowd watching in the distance. Xi Zifeng bit his lower lip and silently looked at Wang Lin in the sky, sighing inwardly, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
Since Lei Xianjie came back, she has always had Wang Lin's figure in her heart, and she can't get rid of it. Especially when she heard Wang Lin was chased by the Yao family, her heart trembled, but there was no way to help. After finishing the day without mind meditating, she was extremely happy when she learned that Wang Lin had escaped from the pursuit, but behind this joy, there was a strong bitterness.
"I'm afraid, he has forgotten even my name..."
Xi Zifeng is very beautiful. She herself understands this very well. There are many outstanding generations in the cultivation family who have expressed their love to her. Even the best cousin in the family, Xi Zimo, also admires herself very much. However, she had been extremely indifferent to all of this before, and she had never had a double cultivation thing in her mind. Her dream was to become a female cultivator with a cultivation base like the ancestor of the family!
But all of this changed after meeting Wang Lin, even she herself was a little confused, but, with hundreds of cultivators in her mind, she rushed into the teleportation formation of the Thunder Immortal Palace, and said "give way" His mind was shocked, but it couldn't dissipate no matter what.
Xi Zifeng originally thought that the passage of time could forget all of this, but the meeting today caused her to bite out blood from her lower lip, she didn't even notice it, just stared at the sky in a daze, she wanted to be familiar with it. , But a strange figure.
Not far from Xi Zifeng, there is an old woman who is obviously not qualified to go on the futon, but her identity is the ancestor of the Xi family!
She frowned, glanced at Xi Zifeng, and sighed inwardly: "Nie Yuan!"
Wang Lin was in mid-air, with a calm expression, looking at the Luotian star field below, most of the supernatural monks, especially those on the more than a dozen futons, each had a cultivation base that was not weaker than that of the blood ancestor. There are even more people, far surpassing the blood ancestors.
As all three hundred and twenty-five teleportation formations appeared in the sky, all those who were contending for the title appeared one by one, Yan Leizi, with a calm expression, slowly said: "This time the immortal confinement is divided into three stages and six lines! Heaven, earth and people. Three levels, test the cultivation base! Profound through six paths, reincarnation practice! After three levels and six paths, one hundred and eight people are selected, and they are fascinated by life and death. Opportunity to leave a name on the fairy stone!"
As soon as this remark came out, a huge wave was immediately set off in this Thunder Immortal Palace, and even the several people on the futon around Yan Leizi were moved, and one by one immediately looked at Yan Leizi like electricity.
Even the black-clothed man with the surname Xiang family and Gongsun Fu was taken aback and looked at Yan Leizi!
Even Qingshui Immortal opened his eyes, revealing a strong cold light, and said in a deep voice, "But the seal stone that the ancient immortal realm left in the Thunder Immortal Realm?"