Renegade Immortal

Volume 9: Top of the Sea of ​​Clouds Chapter 1,304: 9th Palace and 8th Hexagram

The clouds and mountains were like mist, filling the boundary sealing formation of this flickering giant net, pressing down on Wang Lin continuously. The loud roar echoed, and Wang Lin's face became paler, but his expression did not change at all. Standing against Yunshan Mountain, leaning against the boundary sealing formation, motionless

"I have seen the power of heavenly tribulation many times, and I have all responded to it one by one. Today's heavenly tribulation is strange, but it still cannot destroy me. If my delusion is not destroyed, my mind will not be destroyed, and my body will be as peaceful as heaven and earth. Nothing in this world can stop me from attaining enlightenment." Wang Lin's voice was calm and came out slowly.

He made a hand seal with his hands, and the blood sword circled around his body and galloped, sending out bursts of screams. The blood light covered Wang Lin's whole body and spread out. The moment the cloud mountain roared and pressed down again, Wang Lin's hands suddenly moved toward With a wave of his hand, the phantom of the ancient god suddenly appeared outside his body. At the same time, Wang Lin clenched his right fist and raised it, blasting towards the mountain peak from the void. He put his left hand aside and pressed on the boundary-sealing formation.

The ancient god's phantom moved accordingly, and punched the pressing Yunshan with his right hand.

The coercion of Yunshan came, and suddenly it hit the ancient god with a fist. The bang-bang-bang-bang-bang sound shook the earth at this moment, and turned into a roaring roar, and bursts of power that destroyed the world, and exploded crazily at this moment. Come out, pass into the virtual shadow of the ancient god, follow the left hand of the ancient god pressing towards the sealing formation, and all of them will be passed in with a bang.

The roaring sound continued to rise and fall, but the realm-sealing formation flickered violently, and a seven-color light suddenly appeared. The light was dazzling, and the moment it appeared, it filled the entire void, and a realm-sealing formation appeared.

This huge formation suddenly opened up at the moment when the seven-colored light appeared.

Its activation will prevent all people in the world from taking even half a step. Under the flickering of this seven-color light, even the cloud mountains are penetrated, and it seems that they are useless in front of these seven colors.

Waves of powerful coercion suddenly came out from the shimmering and colorful sealing formation, turning into bursts of roaring sounds that swept away from heaven and earth.

What's more, because the attack transmitted to this formation has already met the requirements of transforming the formation spirit, under the violent shining of the seven-colored light, a ray of light immediately condensed out of the formation.

The light was silvery white, like lightning, and in an instant, a spear transformed into a spear. Endless lightning emitted from all around the spear, and with a roaring sound, it headed straight towards Yunshan.

The thunder was entangled outside the spear, making a sound of banging thunder, with a shocking force. At the moment it transformed, it was like a bolt of lightning, and it actually penetrated the cloud mountain.

The cloud mountain shook, collapsed with a bang, turned into countless clouds and rolled back, revealing four rotating handles within it.

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Wang Lin was also feeling extremely unwell.

He passed the attack into the realm-sealing formation, and was injured himself. A mouthful of blood spurted out, but Xin Se remained firm, staring coldly at the mutual attacks between the realm-sealing formation and the Heavenly Tribulation.

Neither the realm-sealing formation nor this heavenly tribulation is what Wang Lin likes. He will never forget the scenes he saw in the colorful world. The realm-sealing formation has been contaminated by too many evil spirits throughout the ages. The blood of monks in many realms, and the unwilling shouts and roars, are still echoing in Wang Lin's ears until now.

"I am not willing to give in. One day, my generation of cultivators will break the formation, allowing you and other foreigners to wipe out all the spirits and make rivers of blood flow outside your realm.\

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