Renegade Immortal

Waves of aura that could make all living beings tremble continued to spread out from the body of the colorful Taoist body. This aura surrounded the surroundings, making the ferocious beasts here immediately retreat in horror before they even got close, which was enough to scare the mind.

This aura is stronger than the power of heaven. Wherever it is, no one dares to approach it. It is a powerful pressure that makes the heaven and earth tremble and the sky is frightened.

The reason why there are still a large number of corpses of ferocious beasts around the colorful Taoist is that they were probably killed before they were immersed in hallucinations after entering this strange starry sky.

Wang Lin is a brave man. He is a hundred feet away from the colorful Taoist. He narrows his eyes, ponders for a moment, then bites the tip of his tongue and spurts out a mouthful of blood. This mouthful of blood is no more and no less. There are ninety-nine drops in total, every drop. The blood contains the aura of Wang Lin's whole body cultivation.

His eyes were solemn, and he flicked his sleeves, and one of the ninety-nine drops of blood immediately flew out and floated between his eyebrows.

"The Ancient Dao is immortal..." Wang Lin murmured, and the power of the Ancient Dao in his whole body was roaring, and finally it was completely condensed into a drop of blood between his eyebrows, and there was even a trace of his soul in it.

The blood immediately became crystal clear, looking like crystal from a distance!

Integrated with Wang Lin's Taoist power, this blood emitted a dazzling red light. After Wang Lin blew forward, this drop of blood went straight forward, and the remaining ninety-eight drops of blood moved at the same time, surrounding it. Around it, a bloody halo formed after condensing together.

Under the protection of that halo, it penetrated directly within a hundred feet of the colorful Taoist.

The moment he entered Baizhang, the bloody halo composed of ninety-eight drops of blood disintegrated directly and disappeared silently, leaving only the drop of ancient Taoist immortal blood! But their dissipation was the result of that drop of blood resisting the first wave of destruction.

This drop of blood roared through tens of feet. In this short period of tens of feet, it destroyed thousands of times, but every time it was destroyed, it was quickly restored by the ancient immortal Dao. recovery.

In an instant, this drop of blood entered within ten feet of Qicai Taoist. At the moment of entering here, Daogu's immortal power of recovery could not survive the destruction quickly for the first time, and the blood quickly dissipated. In the end, only A trace remains.

Although this trace of blood can be seen with the naked eye, it is equally difficult to spot if you are not careful. It contained a ray of Wang Lin's soul. Under the constant destruction, bursts of severe pain were transmitted, causing Wang Lin's expression to immediately distort.

Everything disappeared in the blink of an eye. At the moment of complete destruction, that trace of blood penetrated the last ten feet and was imprinted on the eyebrows of the colorful Taoist. The moment it fell on his eyebrows, the blood disappeared, but Wang Lin's That ray of soul,

But at the moment of disintegration, he encountered the body of the colorful Taoist.

Wang Lin, who was a hundred feet away, closed his eyes at this moment, and a low moan came from his mouth.

"Dream Road!"

The moment these two words were spoken, Wang Lin's mind was pounding. Everything in the starry sky surrounding his consciousness collapsed. In the collapse, a piece of colorful light appeared, taking his mind with him and sinking into the endless abyss.

This is a colorful world. The sky is colorful, and the earth is also colorful. Even the clouds also emit colorful light. There are mountains everywhere on the ground. When Wang Lin appeared, he was standing on the top of a mountain range. .

After his eyes were briefly confused, he immediately looked around.

"Is this the illusion of the colorful Taoist?"

Wang Lin carefully dispersed his consciousness in silence, jumped up, and flew forward. The earth flashed under him. He didn't know how long he flew. Wang Lin suddenly stopped and looked suddenly towards ahead.

I saw a person sitting cross-legged on a mountain range in front of me. This person was the colorful Taoist.

He sat there cross-legged, his eyes open, looking at the sky, his expression a little dull.

Outside his body, there are nine fist-sized balls of light floating. The balls of light are like flames, and there are nine firebirds inside. These nine suns are the cultivation and magic weapon of the colorful Taoist.

"Shan Meng... I remembered that your name is Fan Shan Meng..." the colorful Taoist murmured.

Wang Lin looked at Qicai Taoist from a distance with a strange look on his face. He heard the other person's words, but Qicai Taoist didn't seem to notice him.

After pondering for a while, Wang Lin's eyes flashed.

"Could it be that it is also an illusion within an illusion..." After a moment, Wang Linxin walked towards the colorful Taoist step by step, gradually approaching the mountain below him, and came to a thousand feet away from the colorful Taoist.

Staring at Qicai, Wang Lin's eyes showed determination. He raised his right hand and grabbed it forward. The storage space immediately appeared, and the ghost-faced sail suddenly appeared. Although Wang Lin didn't know the specific usage of this sail, it had not yet been completely refined. , but he integrated his own consciousness on the way.

Taking out the sail, Wang Lin sat down cross-legged and swung forward. The canvas was waved. Under the control of Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness integrated into it, the canvas directly wrapped his body and actually rolled up his soul. , flashed forward.

In this flash, Wang Lin's Yuan Shen left his body, and within the canvas, it seemed as if the void was broken, and he rushed directly towards the Qicai Taoist. In the sky above the Qicai Taoist, the ghost-face sail spread out, and the ghost face inside gradually turned into He looked at Wang Lin and fell into Qicai Taoist's blank eyes.

At this moment, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly darkened, and the eyes of the colorful Taoist were like black holes, immediately sucking him in.

"Going in!" As soon as Wang Lin's spiritual thought came out, there was a loud bang and a familiar laughter in his ears.

The darkness in front of him seemed to be forcibly torn apart by some strange force. The world displayed in front of him was a land of attics in the process of collapse. It was like a mountain gate, with attics towering and the heaven and earth transforming. , as if it were a sect.

That familiar laughter was that of a middle-aged man wearing gray clothes and having the same height. This middle-aged man was handsome, with a cold look in his eyes, and a feeling of extreme pride that made everyone who saw him start to laugh. Feel it in my heart.

At this moment, he raised his right hand, and there was a huge loft in front of him. When he was about to blast open the loft, a low roar came from inside, but he saw that the loft collapsed directly, and colorful lights flashed out. Within that colorful light, an angry-looking man walked out!

After Wang Lin saw this person clearly, he immediately took a deep breath. He was the statue in Wang Lin's storage space, the real Seven-Colored Immortal!

As for the middle-aged man, although his appearance was a bit unfamiliar to Wang Lin, his laughter and his voice made Wang Lin shocked to recognize that he was a madman!

Behind the madman, a crimson flame dragon was flying and roaring arrogantly. Next to him was a bald boy wearing a blue cloth coat and dressed as a servant.

The bald boy's body was slightly thin, and his eyes were showing a fierce light at this moment. He was fighting with someone. The person he was fighting with was no stranger to Wang Lin. He was none other than General Qinglong among the four generals!

Looking around, it was clear that this place was a battlefield. It was extremely chaotic. All the monks were fighting each other. The other three of the group of monks were all there, as well as the Eighth Concubine of the Immortal Lord, who was also there!

The sound of roar echoed, the ground shook, and the earth collapsed everywhere. The attics collapsed and turned into pieces. Countless cracks were torn out in the sky, and gusts of cold wind blew out from the cracks. Wherever it swept, a piece of ice seal up.

Watching this scene, Wang Lin was shocked. After being stunned for a moment, the madman and the Seven-Colored Immortal Lord let out a shocking roar. However, under the roar, the Seven-Colored Immortal Lord spurted out blood and retreated continuously, his expression revealed. Pain and madness let out a violent roar.

"Fan Shanmeng, Fan Shanlu, why did you two betray me!! Am I not treating you well? Why!! Could it be that just because I got the fragment, you have forgotten our ten thousand years of companionship!!

Fan Shanmeng, come out! !

You attacked me on the way, but I didn't kill you, but let you leave. Do you know the pain in my heart at that time? Do you know, do you know! ! Now you have brought outsiders here to kill me, you bitch! ! ! And you, Lian Daofei, you have a noble status and countless Taoist companions around you. You have fallen in love with that bitch many years ago. Do you think I don’t know! ! "The Qicai Immortal Lord roared with a look of madness in his eyes.

The lunatic, or perhaps Lian Daofei, had an arrogant look on his face. Hearing these words, he smiled slightly, shook his head and spoke.

"She seduced me, but I have no interest in other people's Taoist companions. I am here just for the fragments you obtained. Hand over the fragments and I will leave immediately so that I will not get involved in the affairs between you."

"Fragments? Of all of you here today, no one can leave!" The Seven-Colored Immortal Lord's eyes were red, and he flicked his sleeves while retreating. Immediately the color of the world changed, and a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the entire sky. Within this vortex, suddenly, Revealing a huge eye.

There was no emotion in these eyes, they were indifferent, staring at the beings below, and slowly closed.

At that moment when his eyes closed, Lian Daofei's expression changed drastically.

"The way of heaven!!"

"You guys die for me!!" The Seven-Colored Immortal waved his hands, and the sky and the earth roared. A black energy filled the surrounding area, completely blocking Wang Lin's gaze.

As the screams echoed, a pressure that made Wang Lin tremble enveloped his mind.

In this black energy, Lian Daofei was seriously injured and was swallowed up by the way of heaven. The body of the Seven Color Immortal Lord collapsed, shattering everything around him. His shattered body turned into three parts and dispersed in three directions.

One of them is colorful, the other one is transformed by his artistic conception, and the last one carries all his memories and turns into a rainbow that goes straight into the distance.

At this moment, the seven colors transformed from the first soul suddenly rushed straight towards the third soul that disappeared in the distance. Wang Lin's heart was shocked, and his mind suddenly became clear. He knew why. The reason why the colorful Taoist is willing to immerse himself in this illusion and refuse to wake up!

Will continue to explode tomorrow