Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

"Every place in the entire Zhongzhou has already been burning." Qiuluo respectfully replied, "Among them, Fengyao, the head of the Qingfeng faction, has trouble with the head of the Lanyue faction, and the head of the Fushan faction is as cold as frost, and leftovers. The next strong players are concentrated on the top of Zhongzhou, on the top of Broken Cloud Mountain for a life-and-death battle."

"good!"

Xiao Lin said loudly: "You go and inform the Eight Venerable, come here as quickly as possible."

"I'll be one step ahead to stop these little ghosts from making a fuss."

In order to protect Lin Yu, Xiaoyu, and the people in Canglan Town who have experienced the vicissitudes of life, before Xiao Lin left last time, he left a Restrictions outside Canglan Town.

Only masters above the ninety-nine level, such as the Eight Venerables, can break this Restrictions.

Therefore, in this battle of Zhongzhou, Canglan Town was regarded as one of the few places that were not affected by the war. The people still lived and worked in peace and contentment without knowing that the outside world had become The Underworld.

Standing on the top of Canglan Mountain outside the town of Canglan, Xiao Lin's Lotus Position sat on the ground, running Spiritual Qi, making the entire hill surrounded by thick white light, exuding powerful pressure.

"Spiritual skills, Five Elements points!"

The moment the Spiritual Qi revolved to the extreme, Xiao Lin suddenly opened his eyes and slammed his palms to the front.

The mountains and plains of Spiritual Qi quickly gathered, gathered in front of Xiao Lin, transformed into five human figures, all knelt down in front of him on one knee.

All of these five people had the same faces and figures as Xiao Lin, but they were wearing different robes.

Xiao Lin, on the far left, wore a gleaming golden battle armor, and next to each other on the right, he wore spirit wood battle armor, sacred fire battle armor, holy water battle armor, and black soil battle armor.

To be precise, these five people are Xiao Lin himself.

This is one of the most powerful moves among all the magical powers of the Emperor Underworld, Five Elements points.

The only person in the world who can use this trick is the Emperor Underworld.

Because the prerequisite for using this trick is to master the power of the five body protection elements at the same time, and be able to use it thoroughly.

Sitting and observing the entire Cangwu Continent’s millions of years of history, the only person who can do this is Emperor Ming.

The Five Elements element is to release all the Five Elements elements in the body and condense them into five incarnations exactly the same as one's own, and they are all controlled by their own will.

It is different from ordinary clone technique. Common clone techniques, like the fire clone mastered by Yan Bing, need to consume half of one's strength to create a clone with half strength.

The five avatars created by Five Elements can only use the power of a single element, but they all possess the same strength as the original one.

Because the power of the Emperor Underworld is too huge, and all the moves in the world are integrated into one, it is impossible to use it with a body.

At the beginning, the Emperor Underworld was able to lead the human race against the siege of the ten thousand races, except for the help of the eight Venerables, a large part of the credit should be attributed to this trick of Five Elements.

The avatars of the five elements knelt on one knee in front of Xiao Lin, and said loudly, "See Emperor Ming!"

Azure Dragon saw this trick again after many years, shaking with excitement.

Vermillion Bird was only slightly surprised, and said contemptuously: "Master, do you have any wicked taste, and let me bow down to myself."

"Hahaha, I just want to experience this feeling."

Xiao Lin scratched his head, immediately waved his big hand, and said loudly: "Okay, from now on, let Zhongzhou come to welcome their savior!"

In the Mansion of Parasol Tree, the Rogue Cultivators Alliance Zhongzhou Sub-rudder has been besieged by the royal family.

It was Wang Yi who wanted to join the Rogue Cultivators Alliance but was discredited by Xiao Lin's unusual act of breaking the Spirit Test Monument.

The Wang family did not know what powerful Cultivation Technique had been acquired. Everyone's Cultivation Base had been promoted twice as much as before.

However, the Rogue Cultivators Alliance has stood still, and has been standing still, and now it has been destroyed.

Most of the ordinary disciples of the Rogue Cultivators Alliance have been killed, causing the corpses of Zhongzhou Divide to run across the ground and blood flowed into rivers, turning them into The Underworld.

The rudder master Zhou Mu, Yan Ming and several other Elders stood guard in the sub-rudder. Each of them faced the siege of more than a dozen Wang's disciples at the same time.

Wang Yi shook his fan and sneered: "Lord Zhou Daru, looking at your majesty and arrogance, I didn't expect you to have such an embarrassing day."

Zhou Mu witnessed the tragic deaths of his disciples one after another, and the blood has already flooded his pupils: "Wang Yi, if I don't die today, you will surely wipe out your royal family, in order to avenge my bloody revenge of the Rogue Cultivators Alliance!"

"Vengeance? You have no chance!"

Wang Yi's eyes showed an awe-inspiring murderous aura, the folding fan in his palm suddenly closed, and he flew towards Zhou Mu.

At this time, Zhou Mu had no ability to do so in the face of the siege of more than a dozen people, and there was no room for resistance or dodge in the face of Wang Yi's approach.

"Spiritual skill, Feihuazhen!"

The folding fan suddenly slammed in Wang Yi's palm, and dozens of sharp needles flew out of the fan bones, stabbing Zhou Mu like a pear blossom rainstorm.

"It's Young Master's flying needle!"

The disciples of the Wang family were slightly startled, and dodged aside in horror.

Zhou Mu Xuezhan had been exhausted for a long time. At this time, he tried his best to avoid him, but he was still stabbed in the shoulder by two needles.

The shoulder was pierced by needles, and there was a violent numbness, making his left arm instantly unconscious.

"This needle is actually poisonous!"

Zhou Mu said in horror: "You despicable villain!"

"Master Zhou Ruo, you are such a big person, why do you still say such naive words?"

Wang Yi smiled coldly, and there were a dozen more flying needles in his palm.

"Today is the end of your alliance of Rogue Cultivators, see this Young Master personally send you to The Underworld!"

As he said, Wang Yi waved his hand and dozens of flying needles went straight to Zhou Mu's chest.

As Zhou Mu's chest was about to be pierced into a sieve, an invisible gravitational force suddenly spread from a distance.

A dozen flying needles were already close at hand to Zhou Mu. The moment they were about to pierce him, they suddenly lost their support and fell to the ground.

This weird scene made Wang Yi and all the Wang family disciples all face full of consternation, and they couldn't help rubbing their eyes.

In the next second, a golden light flickered, and Jin Xiao Lin fell from the sky, blocking Zhou Mu's front.

"Xiao...Xiao fellow daoist!"

Zhou Mu had just walked from the edge of Death, and he looked intently with lingering fear, and he was surprised and delighted in an instant.

"Xiao fellow daoist, you are back!"

"It's you!"

Wang Yi squinted his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "I recognize you. You smashed the memorial monument and ruined the Young Master's joining ceremony to join the Rogue Cultivators Alliance. It made my Wang family face disgraced!"

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