Renegade Immortal

In a word, even though the roar shook the sky and shook the entire starry sky, it could not restore the collapsed glory or the desperate desire to survive.

The monks from the sea of ​​​​yun, under the attack from outside the boundary, only less than 10,000 monks from the sea of ​​​​yun were left. The monks from the sea of ​​​​yun who were still dying retreated...

If one person retreats, everyone will retreat, and the retreat will collapse like a tide.

Every Yunhai cultivator showed despair. Looking at the seemingly endless intruders from outside, which were several times their own size, they no longer had the courage to continue fighting.

Once retreated and defeated, the ferocious flames outside the world increased, and the harsh laughter and roars spread in all directions, reaching the ears of every monk in the entire Yunhai.

But they are still retreating...

Few people are not afraid of death, they are afraid

, sea of ​​clouds, finished...,

,Rather than die fighting here, it is better to leave sex...,

, the war is not over yet. Although this battle is defeated, if I go to other star fields, there is still a chance to fight again...,

Various thoughts appeared in the minds of every Yunhai monk, finding various excuses for them to retreat, causing them to retreat...

Hongshanzi did not retreat. He fought to the death with six powerful men again. He knew that he could never retreat. The other monks were afraid of death. He was powerless to stop them from retreating. But he was a powerful man in the world. If he retreated, this battle would really be terrible. It's a complete defeat

Failure in the first battle will be a heavy blow to the unprepared Jie Nei, leaving the Jie Nei with no ability to continue fighting...

Nan Yunzi did not retreat either. He was a man of few words in his life but kept his promises. He wanted to repay the great kindness that the emperor had shown him back then. The world was his home and he wanted to protect it. He had no reason. As the pinnacle of power in the world, he wanted to go Retreat... In silence, Nan Yunzi's eyes showed a murderous intention

As the nearly ten thousand monks from the sea of ​​clouds retreated, the monks from outside the world rushed in like a pack of wolves into a herd of sheep. The nearly ten thousand monks fought with each other and screamed in agony. Without their glory, they died again. Thousands

There is another person who has not retreated

He is Wang Lin

He did not speak again, but raised his head, with a determined look on his face, and walked straight towards the outside army of the Yunhai monks who had retreated.

Every step he took, there was a roar. Wang Lin came in an instant. He waved his right hand, thunder roared, and saw the huge thunder map immediately appeared in the starry sky. At the moment when the thunder map appeared, Wang Lin raised his right hand and fiercely pointed towards the starry sky. The ground is torn apart

,Open, Taikoo Thunder Realm

The starry sky roared, and in the thunder map, a huge crack was directly torn open, and the mixed aura rushed out, and the roars of the ancient thunder dragons roared directly, but several ancient thunder dragons were seen. , from the cracked tree, the head was probed, and when it merged into the Lei Tu and opened its mouth, endless lightning crashed down.

Each lightning bolt was ten feet thick. After Wang Lin released all the lightning sources, it descended crazily.

The flame storm appeared out of thin air and turned into a huge whirlpool. There were dancing Suzakus in it. With a long hiss, it went straight to the surrounding outsider monks.

The roar shook the sky, and the huge sound shook the starry sky. With one person's power, he blocked the chasing army from outside the world. With the power of one person, the outside army stopped there.

This scene, seen from a distance, is enough to shake the minds of all the monks

The starry sky seems to be divided. On one side is the retreating sea of ​​clouds. Thousands of monks are in despair.

On one side, there are tens of thousands of outside troops

In the middle is Wang Lin

In the starry sky in the middle, there is a huge thunder map roaring. In the starry sky in the middle, outside Wang Lin's body, there is a nine-color flame storm rotating and moving.

Wang Lin turned his back to the retreating thousands of Yunhai monks and looked at the endless heads in front of him. He stood there with a calm expression and looked coldly.

He alone made the army outside the boundary dare not even take half a step abreast.

After a brief silence, waves of shocking low roars erupted from the army outside the boundary, and they all rushed to kill.

Wang Lin didn't speak. He raised his right hand and the blood sword transformed. After being held tightly by him, he raised his right arm and stared ahead. He took a step forward and stood up with thunderous thunder and a fire storm swirling around him.

The moment the outsider cultivators approached, thousands of them immediately burned with false fire and retreated miserably. Nearly a thousand more were struck down by thunder and their bodies collapsed.

But there are too many outsiders, and there are also a large number of monks with great supernatural powers among them. Wang Linmo said that he has not reached the third step yet. Even if he is the third step of great power, he cannot fight against these more than 100,000 monks.

Waves of magical storms fused with monks from outside the world roared towards Wang Lin. This was a life-and-death battle. Wang Lin looked up to the sky and roared, without even taking a step back. Instead, he moved forward and kept fighting. He spurted out blood. , the blood stains on the white clothes are stained red

His eyes were filled with blood, and his face showed deep fatigue. His Yuan Power had begun to dry up, and his ancient god's power was also faintly unable to keep up. His physical body had been injured more and more.

There were wounds almost all over his body

But the cultivators from outside the world who died in his hands could not be calculated, and Wang Lin did not calculate it. He only knew one thing at the moment, and De couldn't find a reason for him to leave with peace of mind...

Feng Zun's instructions, the existence of benefactors in the world, the hometown where he was born and raised, all of these made him unable to retreat...

The blood-red eyes turned the world in front of Wang Lin into blood. Under the constant killing, as this person stopped the army, slowly, one of the Yunhai monks behind Wang Lin stopped.

He was a young man, a young man who had only glimpsed the early stages of Nirvana. He was lucky enough not to die in the brutal battle just now. He turned around and stared blankly at Wang Lin in the distance behind him, at Wang Lin's back and at Wang Lin's body. The endless monk in front seemed to be blocked by two huge arms.

, we monks, why bother to fight, the young man murmured, the collapsed glory seems to be showing signs of awakening and change.

Another Yunhai monk stopped escaping and turned around silently to stare at Wang Lin's back. Slowly, fighting spirit revived in his eyes, his eyes turned red, and a madness burst out from the bottom of his heart.

, we monks, why would we hesitate to fight...,

More Yunhai monks stopped escaping and looked back at Wang Lin. The words they murmured revealed an indescribable smell at this moment. This smell can drive all bloody people crazy.

, we monks don’t want to fight

, We monks, why should we fight? One by one, the monks from the sea of ​​​​yun stopped, until finally, these thousands of monks from the sea of ​​​​yun, who were running away like bereaved dogs, all stopped, and they all looked at Wang Lin. In their eyes, that Wang Lin roared just now. The words that came out came to my ears clearly again

These words were so pale and feeble in their ears just now, unable to move their minds at all, and unable to make a single ripple. But at this moment, Wang Lin used his actions to clearly tell this sentence to everyone. Monk Yunhai, what do we call monks? Why bother fighting?

Although their glory in the sea of ​​clouds collapsed, Wang Lin gave them another glory, a glory of war. He fought for the sea of ​​clouds, for his hometown, and for everything he wanted to protect.

At this moment, the huge sky-opening ax in the world-sealing formation fell again, and as it roared away, the five thousand monks outside the world all collapsed and died. At the same moment, Wang Lin suddenly raised his head and stared at the sky-opening ax. Ax, under the gaze of thousands of Yunhai monks behind him, Wang Lin rushed up

,Fengzun help me

Wang Lin's roar spread directly into the realm-sealing formation, and into the soft light that trapped the master of the Heavenly Punishment Hall, the jade pendant Ran

In the jade pendant, the remaining spiritual consciousness of Feng Zun seemed to have exploded with the last force in his life. As the force spread, the soft light directly integrated into the entire sealing formation.

He even followed the sealing formation and entered directly into the Sky-Opening Ax that was slowly raised after cutting off an axe. It was filled with the fusion of light, and the huge Sky-Opening Ax shook with a bang.

There seemed to be a huge struggle within it, fighting against the soft light, but under the continuous influx of the soft light, and at the moment when the roaring sounds spread across the starry sky, this huge sky-opening ax, It paused in mid-air, and bursts of the ancient god's aura spread rapidly from within it.

, the world-sealing sky-opening ax, please lend me the inheritor, use it..., an old voice came from the world-sealing formation, and fell into the ears of every monk

Nan Yunzi's eyes showed sadness, how could he forget this voice?

The face of the woman in red who was fighting with him changed, and there was a rare fear in her eyes. The memories of that year flashed across her mind.

Sequoia's expression was calm, but at the moment when the voice emerged, there was a reminiscence in his eyes, as if he had returned to the past, when he was discussing with the paranoid Fengzun who had just arrived. He was scolded by the other party's pedantry, but However, the title was always smiling and shaking his head without saying a word.

The boy in Hanyi also heard this voice, and there was a look of fear in his eyes. The person he was most afraid of in his life was not the Outer Master or the Immortal Concubine, but this title.

In the old voice, the sky ax stopped struggling. Its size shrank rapidly, and finally reduced to less than a few feet, but the aura of the ancient god on it multiplied crazily.

Wang Lin jumped up and grabbed the sky-opening ax in front of everyone's attention.

This is an ancient magic weapon. This is the strongest weapon of the royal family. This is an ax that opens the sky.

The moment he grasped the axe, the Ancient God Star between Wang Lin's eyebrows whirled, rapidly erupting from Wang Lin's body with an aura comparable to that of the ancient Taoist inheritance.

For countless thousands of years, since being sealed into the great formation, Wang Lin was the first ancient god to hold the sky-opening ax.