Renegade Immortal

The Seventh-Level Qingyun Sect is the third-ranked sect of the Wuji Sect in the last competition in the Seventh-Level Star Domain. The Qingyun Sect’s magical powers emphasize change and have unpredictable meanings. Moreover, its sect is quite large, with seven thousand disciples. Yu Ren, over the countless years, has developed many masters. These masters are often selected by the Wuji Sect and focused on training.

The plain voice was that of a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe. The man had a calm expression and slightly yellow skin, as if he was seriously ill. As he spoke, he stepped out of the crowd on the west side of the Dabi Platform, as if There were invisible auspicious clouds under his feet, causing his body to gradually approach the platform.

This man, Yunshan, is very famous in the seventh-level star field. He usually stays in seclusion and does not care about worldly affairs. However, during this grand ceremony of the main sect, he came out of seclusion. He has a strong cultivation level and faintly reveals the aura of the late stage of Nirvana.

Rumor has it that he is one of the three unofficial disciples of the Wuji Sect in the Eighth-Level Star Territory Battle after the Grand Ceremony. Over the past thousands of years, he has been highly regarded by the Wuji Sect. A large number of elixirs, magic weapons, and even magical powers have been continuously given to him. To help, one of the seven elders in Wuji has personally preached for thousands of years.

It can be said that this person is a great supernatural monk who has gathered all the strength of the Wuji Sect and trained him. The purpose is to win in the eighth-level sect competition! Following his footsteps, the crowd around him started talking.

Although this spruce tree does not look old, it has actually been practicing Taoism for thousands of years. At this moment, with a calm expression, it landed in front of Wang Lin on the platform, clasping its fists and saying: "Fellow Daoist Lu, please enlighten me!"

After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly burst into light, and his late-stage cultivation suddenly burst out, forming a whirlpool of violent winds with himself as the center and sweeping around. The world seemed to have changed. From a distance, , a huge vortex is faintly visible, rotating slowly. The phantom of the nine-headed red tiger suddenly transformed into the whirlpool, its roaring sound shocking. "Nine Transformations of the Tiger Soul!" Among the monks around, there were also some who were knowledgeable and knowledgeable. At this moment, their sunlight condensed.

In the stands where everyone from the Wuji Sect was sitting, Feng Hai looked gloomy and stared at Wang Lin-. He was very scheming and would never fight with someone who was not sure of winning unless it was absolutely necessary. He was about to take this opportunity to take a look at the killing. What is the limit of cultivation for someone who has conquered Zhao Long?

The other elders of the Wuji Sect also looked at Yunshan with the look of his peers. They knew very well that if this Yunshan had not been an internally appointed grand ceremony, the three of them would have become elders of the Wuji Sect long ago.

The old man in white robes, the leader of the Wuji Sect, narrowed his eyes and showed admiration. Although he knew that Yunshan was not the strongest among the three people appointed, his cultivation in the late stage of Sui Nirvana was enough to witness Wuji's success. The power of Zong.

In the previous eight-level competitions, the Wuji Sect was always at the bottom. This time, the old man believed that even if their Wuji Sect still failed to win and became the number one, they would never be at the bottom like before.

Spruce eyes show fighting spirit,

He suddenly pointed forward while making hand gestures, and the ripples formed by the souls of the nine red tigers outside his body immediately made a loud rumbling sound, but the nine tigers roared out and turned into matter in the sky. It was a hundred feet in size and went straight to Wang Lin from nine different directions to devour it. The world seemed to turn red with the appearance of these nine tigers.

Wang Lin's face remained as usual, and his expression did not change at all. When he came to the Wuji Sect, what he wanted was to use the word "quick" to burst out the strength that shocked everyone at the fastest speed. Only in this way could the Guiyuan Sect become famous.

If it is delayed for too long, once the injury caused by the stress worsens again, the gain will outweigh the loss.

At the moment when the nine-headed tiger roared, Wang Lin took a step forward. With this step, his artistic conception suddenly changed, but his body was distorted around him, as if he couldn't distinguish between true and false. Especially at this step In the middle, Wang Lin waved his right hand forward into the void, and immediately a blue flame suddenly rose up and surrounded his body, forming a whirlpool of flames. "Open!" Wang Lin shouted in a low voice, and the whirlpool of flames outside his body suddenly reversed, then rumbled away around him, and in a blink of an eye, he was connected with the nine-headed tiger that was rushing towards him.

The roaring sound echoed instantly, and ripples spread out violently in the sky and the earth. The nine tigers were immediately surrounded by blue flames, and three of them immediately collapsed and made an earth-shattering roar.

In the flames, Wang Lin's figure emerged instantly, heading straight for the spruce tree. As he moved forward, he raised his right hand and pointed at the sky, shouting: "Fire of heaven and earth!"

As soon as these words came out, among the nearly 100,000 monks around the platform, all the monks whose magical powers were related to fire suddenly changed their expressions. They clearly realized that the fire-attributed energy in their bodies unexpectedly disappeared at this moment. Under his own control, he became crazy and wanted to rush out of his body, as if he had been summoned!

In an instant, the bodies of the monks cultivating firepower in the surrounding stands suddenly seemed to be on fire. The flames rose into the sky and went straight to Wang Lin's right hand to condense!

Among the Wuji Sect, there was a white-haired elder whose complexion suddenly changed. The magical power he cultivated was fire. At this moment, he crossed his knees and immediately made seals with his hands, and hurriedly counted several points on his chest to stabilize the fire element in his body. It seemed that at this moment, Wang Lin transformed into the first flame when the world first opened, and became the controller of fire. All the fires in the world obeyed his orders.

Flames flew out from the crowd and condensed towards Wang Lin. All of this happened in an instant, incredibly fast. As Wang Lin moved forward, flames coming from all directions quickly formed a huge fireball on his right hand. As his right hand fell, the fireball suddenly merged into Wang Lin's right hand.

The spruce's expression also changed, and he immediately stepped back. He raised his right hand and grabbed it in the air. A crack in the storage appeared. He was about to take out his magic weapon to resist.

But how could Wang Lin give him a chance to get the magic weapon? Every Nirvana monk has a few powerful magic weapons. Once he takes it out, this battle will not be over in a short time. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he suddenly raised his left hand to point at the spruce, and said in his mouth: "Ding!"

With one word, the spruce body paused for a moment. At the moment of pause, Wang Lin's whole body turned into a sea of ​​fire, approaching instantly. His right hand contained the previous fireball. At this moment, it was like a hand of flame, with his two fingers. The moment he passed by Yunshan's body, he tapped his chest three times!

Every time he clicked, there was a roar, Yunshan's body was shaken even more violently, and his whole body was immediately filled with a sea of ​​fire. After three clicks, Yunshan's whole body spurted out blood, and his body was pushed violently by a strong force, and he was violently pushed towards the rear. throw away.

If it was just like that, Wang Lin's magical power could not be shown. His body stopped, but his right hand was violently grabbed by the void!

With this grasp, an endless sea of ​​fire suddenly appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth, sweeping across to replace the sky, making this place seem like a world transformed by flames.

The moment the endless flames appeared, they rushed wildly towards Yunshan's body that was left behind. The roaring sound continued to reverberate, becoming more and more astonishing. With a final bang, blood mist erupted all over Yunshan's body, but his body did not collapse. Instead, a milky white light emitted from his body, constantly counteracting the power of the flames.

Spruce's face was bloodless, and he landed on a platform thousands of feet away. The moment he landed, there was a clicking sound on the platform under his feet, but there were countless cracks torn open, and it exploded with bangs.

He retreated again and pushed out for hundreds of feet before stopping. A mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground. It was shocking! "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for retaining the dwarf!" Yunshan paused for a moment, hugged Wang Lin with a fist, turned around and staggered away.

There was silence all around. Wang Lin looked as usual, as if the battle just now was extremely calm for him. He was indeed merciful. Otherwise, the last blow would have been enough to cause the opponent's physical body to collapse.

However, the cost of this attack was also extremely high. Wang Lin forced himself to use all his strength, and his injuries became even more serious. But outsiders can't see it at all.

Most of the monks in the stands suddenly stood up at the moment when the spruce fell, and looked at Wang Lin whose shirt was blown up by the lingering wind on the platform from a distance, with deep awe in their eyes.

The elders of the Wuji Sect all looked horrified at this moment. Although they had heard a little bit about Wang Lin's strength before, after all, their ears were in vain. Even if they believed it, it was far less intuitive and intuitive than what they saw with their own eyes. Has impact.

When Wang Lin killed people from the Xianyin Sect and the Xunluan Sect before, he felt that he was bullying the weak. Although his magical power was amazing, these Wuji Sect elders thought to themselves that they could do it themselves, so they didn't pay too much attention to it. But now it’s a big change!

Yunshan's cultivation level is similar to theirs. At this moment, when he feels the same, he realizes bitterly that even if he were Yunshan, he would... still be defeated!

And most importantly, Lu Zihao looked as usual, as if he was extremely relaxed and didn't use all his strength at all. This made their hearts shake. Feng Hai calmly looked at Wang Lin on the platform, his eyes twinkling.

The elder of the fire cultivator next to him looked at Wang Lin's eyes with a hint of fear. He felt the deepest feeling. At the last moment, he had a feeling that it seemed that all he needed was a thought for his flames to turn on him. Leave the body and be used by the other party! He has fought with people in his life. This is the first time in his life that he has encountered such a strange thing.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, he looked at the sky, and said slowly: "Today Lu is going to fight, who else is there to accompany him!" Seventh-level Purple Pine Valley Du Lin, fight with fellow Daoist Lu! "I am Yin Hu, the seventh-level Tianyin Sect, please give me some advice from fellow Taoist!" "

Two voices, a man's and a woman's, sounded almost at the same time, but from the southeast two directions of the platform, two rainbows rushed out. The roars approached instantly, but when they discovered each other, they couldn't help but pause.

"You guys, come together!" Wang Lin looked back at the sky and spoke calmly. He raised his right hand and pressed it towards the void under the platform. He immediately occupied a small half of the huge platform of the Cultivation Star. With a sudden earthquake, even the Cultivation Star shook, and a breath of eternal vicissitudes seemed to follow Wang Lin. With a grab with his right hand, the creature was pulled out directly from the cultivation star! It made Wang Lin's body seem to be blurred in the aura of luck. "The power of extracting star souls!" A monk immediately exclaimed, his voice full of horror!