Looking at the head of the ancient god who still had regret and anger in his eyes, Wang Lin remained silent in his place. As he cultivated to the present, and with continuous experience, Wang Lin has understood that the ancient gods are not here. Eternal existence under this starry sky. However, the ancient gods are the strongest clan!
The ancient gods of the year are almost extinct today. If it is said that the monks did it, Wang Lin would never believe that it is as strong as the thunder of the immortal world to fight a weak eight-star ancient god. Only a miserable victory in the end.
What kind of power was the head of the ancient god in front of him that could make him chop off his head even after all the star points were broken.
The eight-star ancient god's broken star power, even if it still can't reach the nine-star, but that terrifying power is enough to destroy the world.
In the silence, Wang Lin slowly floated down. Approaching a block of ice blocking the front, he raised his right hand and placed it on it, his body's vitality suddenly turned, and it immediately merged into the ice block along his arm.
In an instant, there was fire shining above the ice block, and even its interior was filled with flames, but it turned into a white mist and lifted into the sky in a moment.
The corpse of the immortal in the ice block was even more impacted by the flame, and it immediately turned into fragments and scattered around.
Opening a passable road, Wang Lin gradually approached the huge head of the ancient god, and looked at the head from a close range. The feeling of coerciveness that seemed to be facing an eight-star ancient god rushed toward his face.
With a secret sigh, Wang Lin slowly sank, following the ancient god's head gradually to the bottom, where the ancient god's neck was chopped off. The head of the ancient god is covered with a thick layer of ice. Looking through the ice layer, you can see that the neck wound of the ancient god is extremely neat, without any teeth.
Staring at the neck of the ancient god's head, although Wang Lin looked as usual, the pupils in his eyes could not help but shrank, and his heart was even more shocked.
Judging from this wound, this ancient god was cut off his head in an instant, without any stagnation, clean and neat!
The meaning of this wound made Wang Lin's scalp numb. He couldn't imagine who in the end had the magical power to break the head of the ancient gods!
"Could it be Qinglin!" Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and there was a horror in his eyes. If Qinglin possesses this kind of supernatural power, then this person would be too strong, and it has exceeded Wang Lin's imagination.
Wang Lin's expression became gloomy, and his divine consciousness spread cautiously, filling the inside of his head. After sweeping around, he did not find any abnormalities. Once again, he carefully observed the wound on the head and neck. After a long time, Wang Lin gave a light hey and his body shook. The bottom is very close to the ice layer, his eyes are like electricity, staring straight at the wound.
On the deep edge of the wound, there are some small crystalline particles, their color is dark red, if you don't look carefully, it is easy to be confused with the coagulated blood.
"This is..." Wang Lin hesitated for a moment. He raised his right hand and placed it on the ice cube. Yuan Li cautiously dispersed, following his right hand, and immediately on the ice cube under his right hand, a large white mist appeared. , Carefully manipulated the power of the flame, slowly dissolving the ice cube into a gap.
This gap was like a passage, extending to the wound on the head and neck of the ancient god, when Wang Lin inhaled it, a crystalline particle flew out and landed on the palm of his hand.
Two fingers pinched this dark red crystalline particle, Wang Lin’s spiritual consciousness spread out, surrounded on the particle, and cautiously penetrated inward. As he observed, Wang Lin gradually realized that there was a small particle in this small particle. The group has no color, invisible air, this air slowly rotates in the particle, and it seems to be able to dissipate at any time.
Wang Lin's divine consciousness surrounded the invisible aura. After a moment of pondering, he suddenly moved without thinking about the divine consciousness, and he wanted to blend into the invisible aura to explore again.
But as soon as his divine sense merged, Wang Lin immediately felt an indescribable pressure, and the invisible aura burst forth, as if at this moment Wang Lin had separated from the world, and the whole world became a dark color. Only the coercion in the invisible air exists.
This breath was so strong that only a little bit remained, so Wang Lin immediately took a breath, almost subconsciously letting go, but was held back by him, and he carefully observed it again with his eyes flickering.
The more he observed, the more Wang Lin's brows wrinkled, and despite his more than 1,000 years of cultivating experience, he had never seen this kind of weird invisible air.
This thing is not immortal qi, nor spiritual qi, and it has nothing to do with the vitality in the monk's body.
But if you study it carefully, it also contains immortal energy, spiritual energy, and vitality. In addition, there are some breaths that Wang Lin can't see.
It's like a big groceries, but at the same time, there is a perfect combination, like unity, which is confusing.
What made Wang Lin feel even more terrifying was that the remaining trace of invisible aura also contained rules. It was this rule that made Wang Lin feel a little numb.
This rule is not one but countless! There are countless, almost all the rules that Wang Lin looked at by relying on the power of heavenly rebellion. All exist in this invisible energy, and there are many rules that Wang Lin has never seen before, and they also exist in it.
Wang Lin cautiously retracted his divine consciousness, his face was a little pale, and he stared at the crystal between his fingers. At this moment, he felt that what he was holding was not an inconspicuous crystal particle, but one that once exploded, possessing a great deal of power. The source of power collapse.
"It is this power that cut off the head of the ancient god and possesses this power. It is definitely not Qinglin!" Wang Lin stared at the crystalline particles in his hand, and his mind gradually appeared on Vermilion Star in order to save Li Muwan. The scene of a battle with the Dao of Heaven.
The heavenly envoy that turned out from the sky turned out to be an ancient god, and was an ancient god who was sealed with the star point of the ancient god. Even though Wang Lin was shocked at that time, his cultivation was far from comparable now. I want to come right now. The scene of's is not as simple as shocking, but there is a earth-shattering secret in it!
What kind of power is it that can seal the ancient gods, and even manipulate them to become envoys of heaven! This answer is almost ready to come out!
"Heaven!" Wang Lin looked at the crystalline particles in his hand. The moment he saw the invisible energy in it, he had an intuition that this thing was sealed with the ancient god star point seal, which seemed to be somewhat related to the heavenly envoy.
But the way of heaven is nothing but ethereal, how can these things be done? Wang Lin was silent. He thought of what the ancient demon Belluo once said, the secrets of the ancient clan, and the words about reverse cultivation.
Closing his eyes, Wang Lin seemed to have a picture in his mind. In the endless starry sky, an eight-star ancient god swayed the world, but suddenly, an indescribable force fell from the sky. In order to resist this force, this The Eight-Star Ancient God crushed all the star points, but ultimately failed. Under that power, the head was chopped off!
Then this head was acquired by the fairy world, and it was placed here for some reason. The power remaining on the neck of the ancient god did not dissipate under the washing of the years, but turned into particles, leaving a trace of the power of the past.
For all this. Wang Lin didn't know the truth or not, he just made a guess based on the information he knew right now. He opened his eyes, pondered for a moment, and carefully put the particle in the storage bag.
Looking at the neck of the ancient god in the ice layer, there are still some particles there. Wang Lin's right hand followed the gap opened before the ice layer, sucking in the particles one by one, and carefully placing them in the storage bag.
He was very careful during this process. As the particles were sucked in one by one, it was the previous one, with a total of 23 particles.
After doing this, Wang Lin stared at the wound on the head of the ancient god. There were no particles in it. He pondered for a moment. Wang Lin was about to leave, but suddenly his eyes condensed, staring at the depth of the wound on the neck of the ancient god. He vaguely saw that there seemed to be a flash of red light inside.
The consciousness was swept away, but nothing was found.
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Lin's right hand was filled with vitality, and the moment he placed it on the ice, a flame cloud gushed out, and the gap channel began to spread inward under the sound of bursts of clicks.
As he continued to extend inward, Wang Lin stared straight ahead without blinking his eyes. Soon the passage in the ice layer opened up in a large area, extending directly to the depths.
At this moment, Wang Lin saw the flashing red light before that!
It was an iron sword. The iron sword was wrapped by countless red threads, and those red threads were creeping slowly and tightly wrapped around it.
This iron sword is very common, without any surprises, but when Wang Lin saw this iron sword, he immediately felt a familiar feeling, vaguely as if he had seen something exactly like it somewhere.
Before thinking of where to see this iron sword, Wang Lin immediately felt a terrible crisis from the red line on the iron sword.
Wang Lin's expression changed. When Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness swept across the ice layer before, he didn't notice the existence of the iron sword and the red line. However, after opening the gap at this moment, he saw clearly in his eyes.
Out of caution, Wang Lin dispersed his divine consciousness again and swept forward slowly. In the divine consciousness, there was still no such thin thread and iron sword. As before, there was no abnormality in the head of this ancient god, but in his eyes Seeing the silk thread and the iron sword clearly made Wang Lin very vigilant.
Wang Lin slowly backed away calmly, this iron sword and the red thread wrapped around it were too weird to him, so it's better not to touch it lightly.
As he stepped back, Wang Lin kept his eyes on the iron sword. On this iron sword, there were a few rusty spots that looked like mortals.
"Very familiar..." Suddenly, Wang Lin stepped back, as if a flash of lightning flashed past his mind, sweeping across his memory. Wang Lin's eyes suddenly widened, staring at the iron sword and taking a breath. I remembered!
In the tomb of Suzaku Star, he once saw an exactly the same iron sword, but the rust on it was different! That iron sword was finally taken away by Tossen's messenger. From what it looked like, the ecstasy in his eyes was still fresh in Wang Lin's memory the moment he obtained the iron sword!