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The sea of ​​the sea outside the Penglai Xianshan was broken by the other side, and the appearance of it was cracked with the blood of the air.

Wang Lin went to the top of the mountain hall and looked around in every corner of the hall: "Where is Master's half-discipline, where did Da Luodao's friends go? He should be trained here, and Master's avatar is gone..."

Lin Feng did not send Da Luo Bi's errands to leave Penglai Xianshan, Wang Lin is not clear, but he did not see Da Luo in front of him, he was still slightly surprised.

The middle-aged man in white robe looked at Wang Lin and smiled and said: "I can see that there are other people here, but there is no trace at the moment."

"I don't know if it is good luck for the old man, or is they lucky?"

He said, his hands and hands were combined, the black light flashed, and he did not enter the ground on the ground. Seeing Wang Lin came, his hands and feet changed again, and the black light filled the way, as if it were smoke, swept away toward Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's look is unchanged, and the force of the whole body of Huangquan's extinction is unfolded again, but there is no expansion, but it is condensed on his side, and the rolling water of Huangquan is also scattered, turning into a silent river of Huangquan, and dispelling the black smoke in front of the eyes.

The secluded Naihe Bridge appeared underneath, carrying Wang Lin all the way, passing through the black light, and attacking the white robe middle-aged deity.

The white robe middle-aged man smiled and said: "Don't you go to Weizhou Xianshan? Your parents and relatives can be there."

Saying, his fingers are light, the light and shadow images in front of the eyes change, and the unnamed ancient array on the surface of the Weishan Mountain in Weizhou has been broken by this person's body and must be attacked.

The unnamed ancient squad of Weishan in Weizhou is a top-notch defense ban. At the peak of the peak, many powerful tyrants are besieged, and it is difficult to break open. Later, with the impact of generations of strong people, time lapse, the ancient dynasty is extremely weak, this is Get rid of it and let people enter.

Later, after Lin Feng refining the Weizhou Xianshan, he took the power of the Bohai Sea and reshaped the ancient array. However, if you want to restore the peak of the past, it is still very early, and it takes time to grind slowly.

But this is so, the defense is also extremely amazing. This white robe middle-aged person can be broken in a short time, the strength can be seen.

And this white robe middle-aged man will attack the fairy tales in the next step.

The Xuanmen Tianzongmen’s family, the clan and the good-hearted people, are mostly in a small world that looks like a group of air. At this moment, they are stored in the starry illusion of the core of Xianshan.

However, Wang Lin saw that there was no change in his face. The corner of the mouth is still slightly smiling.

The middle-aged man in the white robe, the deity and the avatar were almost shocked at the same time. They saw a fire rising from the hills of Weizhou and attacking them. The violent flames were burning to the sea, and the whole void near the fairy hills in Weizhou Being incinerated.

Among the fires, a young man dressed in a purple coat and a black robe was staring at the middle-aged man in the white robe.

The white robe middle-aged man saw it and turned to look at Wang Lin: "This is your master, Xiao Yu?"

Wang Lin smiled and took a breath. The illusion of light and shadow is directly scattered and disappears. It turns out that it is no longer concerned with the situation on the side of the mountain in Weizhou. It seems that as long as the heroic young man appears, he will no longer have to worry about the love of the relatives on the mountain.

At the same time, Wang Lin had a French seal on his left and right hands, and a dark and magnificent temple, which was fearful, appeared in the void, just like the palace where the emperor was sitting. Take control of the number of life and death.

The ruin of Huangquan has begun to collapse, and the power of the technique of annihilation has been blessed in the palace of the Emperor, and the power of the Emperor's Palace is even more terrifying.

The Emperor Huang suddenly slammed into the white robe middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man in white robe tapped his finger. A black door emerged in the void.

The door opened, and the black light kept shining, but it gave people a feeling of complete silence and no life, as if they were leading to the world of the dead.

After the black door opened, a huge suction came from it. Even Wang Lin was directly blessed with the supreme destruction, and the strong and powerful Emperor Hall was sucked in.

Through the connection with his own magical power, Wang Lin can see that after entering the black gate, there is a grand world in front of him.

In this piece of heaven and earth, pavilions and pavilions, there are countless temples and temples, and there are so many beautiful people in them. There are many people in it, and the clouds are shining, shining like a fairyland.

But not many people think that this is really a fairyland.

Because it is everywhere, it is full of extreme death, full of it.

Although there are many people in the shadows, but each expression is numb, if the face is gray.

The whole world is silent and full of endless death. This is a fairyland, but it is a fairyland belonging to the dead.

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed a splendid color, but he didn’t say much. Under his mind, the door that the Emperor’s Temple never opened was opened at this moment, and there was a black and white roulette in the hall. Flying.

The two wheels rotate together. Suddenly, the black wheel disappears and only the white wheel remains.

The white roulette emits a lot of soft white light. These white light looks very soft and warm, but it has caused great damage to the world of the dead.

Numerous pavilions and pavilions, under the white light, began to collapse and collapse, the sky shattered, the earth cracked, and the whole world continued to collapse.

There was a black door that was raised by the middle-aged man in the white robe. After inhaling Wang Lin’s Emperor’s Palace, he had already closed.

But at this moment, cracks began to appear on the black door, and the cracks continued to spread. From the dense cracks, a lot of white light was projected, which was more and more dazzling.

As the white light continued to emerge, the black door was completely shattered and shattered, gradually turning into dust.

The Emperor's Temple once again appeared in the void, and the white roulette kept turning in the open door.

The white robe middle-aged man looked at this scene, his face was surprised, and staring at Wang Lin’s eyes became even worse and sharper.

Wang Lin’s look was still indifferent, his fingers were lightly touched, and the white roulette in the Emperor’s Hall was slid and turned, disappearing suddenly, and replaced by a black roulette that disappeared.

During the rotation of the black roulette, there is also a large amount of black light, which is chilly and chilling.

That is the world of the deceased created by the black door of the white robe of the middle-aged man. It is even darker, more dead, more cold, and more decisive.

Death is over, everything goes all the way to death.

Black light everywhere, the middle-aged man in white robe also became serious, and there was no smile on his face. He stared coldly at Wang Lin: "You are a scourge that cannot be left."

His fingers are open, and the light flow gathers. Unlike the previous ones, you can clearly recognize the color. The current flow of light is still black at first glance, but there is an unspeakable mysterious mood.

These black light turns into a round mirror, which is in front of the middle-aged man in the white robe, and blocks the black light radiated by the palace of Wang Linyi.

Not only will it be blocked, but the black light will be reflected directly.

Wang Lin pointed a finger, a colored light ball appeared, it seems to be real and false, ethereal and unpredictable, but it reveals the power of strength.

The colored light ball fell to the black round mirror in front of the white robe middle-aged man, and the black round mirror suddenly began to shake.

What is even more bizarre is that even the white space of the middle-aged person in the white robe is constantly shaking, as if it will be broken at any time, and the white robe middle-aged person itself seems to have changed and the shape is distorted.

Even the huge Penglai Xianshan was turbulent at this moment.

Wang Lin’s eyes suddenly surged in the cold.

In the middle of the white robe, the body smoked around the body, so that his body was stabilized. He snorted and the black round mirror in front of him became stable. The black mirror light kept flashing, sweeping everything in the void, Wang Lin The colored light **** released are destroyed together with the Emperor's Palace!

The brilliance of the road continued to shine, and counterattacked against Wang Lin. The light was unpredictable and elusive. It seemed to be everywhere, and it was hard to be prepared.

Wang Lin's eyes are slightly closed, and the cold light in his eyes disappears, but the three stones that are like mirrors on the top of the head have emerged.

There are heavy flashes of light on the Sansheng stone, and the trajectory of the mysterious mirrors that the middle-aged people in the white robe attacked were taken and captured. Then Wang Lin continued to dodge and avoid the attack of the other side.

But at this moment, Sanshengshi suddenly had a meal, and a "卍" character appeared from it, and it grew a little bit faster until the cover occupied the entire three stone.

The "卍" character is a great Buddha, and the chanting of the chanting of the chanting is constantly going on, and it is getting bigger and bigger, until it sweeps through the Penglai Xianshan, flooding the whole world.

In the Buddha's Light, a Buddha's light and shadow appeared, and it fell to the top of Wang Lin's head, and he was in harmony with his whole person.

Covered by the Buddha's light and shadow, Wang Lin couldn't move at all, and his body gradually rose to a golden glow, as if to become a golden Buddha statue.

The white robe middle-aged man saw it and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, it was actually taken over by the Buddha, and today you are resting!"

As he spoke, he also provoked the attack and attacked Wang Lin.

Wang Lin, who was in a state of diplomatic difficulties for a time, did not have the slightest worry on his face. He calmly said: "Open!"

The voice did not fall, the top of the head is the "卍" character occupied by the three stones, suddenly broken.

If the skin does not contain hair, it will be attached to it. At any time, the three stone fragments will be broken, and the "卍" character will be turned into nothing, disappearing.

The golden luster of Wang Lin's body surface gradually appeared a lot of cracks in the turtle's body, and it became denser and denser, like a spider web. Then these golden brilliances were like the mottled sculpture skin, which fell off from Wang Lin's body and reappeared Wang Lin's original. Form.

The light and shadow of the Buddha gradually dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

In the face of the white robe middle-aged man who continued to attack, Wang Lin patted the palm of his hand, and the Xuantian Fengshen flag appeared together with the Heavenly Sword.

The middle-aged man in the white robe saw the appearance, and the look was a lot more serious. The palms opened and the treasures flashed, but it was a book roll and a long bow.

Between the opening of the book, it seems that one world has been opened up, and the white cloud is floating, but the surface of the long raft has emerged with countless faces. In painful sorrow, it has been struggling, as if it was made by the souls of countless people. .

Two figures appear next to the magic weapon, and they are virtualized.

These two magic weapons, all of them are also the magic weapon of the Mahayana series.

After Wang Lin looked at the two magic weapons up and down, the coldness in his eyes became more and more dazzling. He did not continue to attack or defend, but instead took his finger and pointed to his own eyebrows! (To be continued.)