Renegade Immortal

After raising the cauldron, Wang Lin raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see a vortex in the distance, and the monks disappeared in the whirlpool one by one.

Wang Lin moved and rushed towards the whirlpool. Soon, his entire body disappeared inside it.

He felt as if he had fallen from the sky, and his eyes were filled with bursts of dazzling light. However, he gritted his teeth and kept his eyes open, seeing a scene that he would never forget.

Under his feet, there were pieces of crystal clear fragments. These fragments were divided into circular parts, just like the scene caused by dropping a mirror on the ground.

This mirror is like the huge fairy world back then. At this time, the fairy world shattered and turned into countless fragments. The spirit of the fairy world in it also dissipated, leaving some residue on some fragments.

Wang Lin's body was falling rapidly, and the fragments were also rapidly enlarging. Finally, Wang Lin clearly realized that he had landed on a fragment on the edge.

The moment he landed, Wang Lin immediately slapped the storage bag and found a copper bell in his hand. This object was one of the three treasures of the ancient monks in the land where he refined the ancient gods. It could transform into different sizes and trap the enemy.

After landing, Wang Lin looked around blankly, feeling a shock in his heart.

There is no life here. The ground is full of withered grass. There is a high mountain in the distance, but only half of this mountain peak is left at this time. The cut surface is extremely smooth, and it has obviously been cut open by someone's magical power.

Under the mountain, there are still some palaces, but they have all collapsed and become ruins. The other half of the mountain peak was now crashing onto the palace. From a distance, one large and one small looked like a series of mountains.

on the ground. There are some bottomless pits everywhere. There is even a place. There was also a trace of white air. Floating in the air.

This is a dead world!

"This... is the fairyland?" Wang Lin was silent for a while. murmured to himself.

Although it is already known that the fairy world has been destroyed. But at this moment. Wang Lin stood here. But it's still a bit unbelievable. Ancient times. After reaching the level of spiritual transformation. You can feel the martial arts of the Holy King of Heaven and Earth, the creation of the Holy King, the Night Killing God, the Divine Seal Throne, and the martial arts of the Great Zhou royal family, the most powerful and abandoned young master in the Nine Heavens, the Great Zhou royal family. Qiankun will kill the god and seal the throne at night, and ask for the demon and the most powerful and abandoned young master in the ninth heaven, the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The God-created general will kill the god and seal the throne at night. He asks for the demon and the most powerful and abandoned young master in the ninth heaven and the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty to summon him to the fairy world. Thus entering the immortal world to practice. This fairyland. For all monks. Belongs to the Holy Land!

Sacrosanct!

But now.

Wang Lin looked around. He couldn't help but fell silent. After a long time. He exhaled deeply. His eyes fell on the palace complex in the distance. His body moved. Fly forward.

Although it seemed not far away, during the actual flight, Wang Lin found that there was an invisible resistance in the sky, making it difficult to fly to a certain degree.

After a long time, Wang Lin arrived at the location of the palace complex. Seeing these ruins up close, Wang Lin was extremely shocked.

From these ruins, Wang Lin could imagine how rich the fairy world was back then. The materials used to build the palace were actually spiritual stones!

Although Wang Lin had seen lofts made purely of spirit stones before, the place where Li Muwan was in the Chu Kingdom was built with spirit stones, but compared with the ruins in front of him, they were as different as heaven and earth.

Wang Lin could not see the size of this palace complex from a distance. Even though it was in ruins, he could imagine how shocking it was back then.

However, after a long period of time, these spiritual stones have all lost their effectiveness. In many places, when touched with one's feet, they immediately turn into pieces and dissipate.

Wang Lin sighed, is this the fairy world...

Walking among the ruins, Wang Lin couldn't help but fell silent. There was no fairyland atmosphere here that he wanted, but only a sense of sadness.

In the center of the palace complex, Wang Lin stopped. He looked ahead in horror. A large area there was deeply sunken. If he looked carefully, he could see that it was a palm print!

Wang Lin was shocked. The moment he saw this palm print, he immediately thought of the hand print on the Immortal Gate of Rain.

With the power of a palm, this area of ​​countless miles can be collapsed immediately. If it were on Suzaku Star, Wang Lin thought he could do it, but you must know that this is the fairy world!

Everything in the Immortal Realm is countless times harder than that in the Cultivation Realm, and the people living here are all powerful monks who are above the level of gods and breathe out the energy of the Immortal Realm. As a result, this palm print is a bit scary.

Wang Lin squatted down at the edge of the palm print and pressed his right hand on it. Suddenly, a burst of death energy spread out from it and flowed into Wang Lin's arm instantly.

Wang Lin's mental state of life and death suddenly changed. After a long time, he took a deep breath, and the look of horror in his eyes became thicker.

Just now he discovered that there was still some residual aura in the palm print, so he felt it personally, but the more he felt it, the more he knew how powerful the other party was.

Standing up, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he raised his right hand, and pressed it on the palm print. After a long time, he shook his head slightly, walked around the place, and continued walking in the ruins.

After walking in the ruins for several days, Wang Lin saw a broken stone tablet with several large characters engraved on it.

"The Fifth Immortal King of Rain bestowed upon Immortal Tianhua..."

It is full of eloquence, which roughly means that the Tianhua Immortal has made great achievements, so the fifth Immortal King of Rain used his magical power to make this palace for him as a reward. This palace was made according to a formation. Practicing in it can absorb all the immortal energy within a hundred thousand miles around, achieving the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

After Wang Lin finished reading, his heart was shaken again. Although he didn't know what status the immortals held in the immortal world, they were obviously not as good as the Immortal King. A mere immortal could own such a huge palace complex, so what was the residence of the Immortal King? …

He was about to leave when his eyes suddenly flashed and he turned around suddenly, staring straight at the stone tablet. After taking a closer look, the stone tablet looked extremely ordinary, nothing surprising.

But Wang Lindi’s eyes swept over the fonts one by one. Why did Immortal Tianhua build the palace here? Moreover, this stone tablet should be a monument or something that can be seen by outsiders. , why put it here.

This place is inside the ruins, but this stone tablet looks a bit nondescript here.

Wang Lin frowned. He raised his right hand and pointed a little at a distance. Suddenly, a burst of Qi shot out and landed on the stone tablet. Immediately, the cracks on the stone tablet became even bigger.

Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, and a flying sword suddenly appeared. Under the control of his spiritual mind, it was quickly cut on the stone tablet. The sounds of metal collisions came from the stone tablet. Even after so many years, there are still The aftermath of that palm's power caused damage, but this stone tablet was also quite hard.

After a long time, the stele was finally flattened by the flying sword. Wang Lin lowered his head and looked at the end of the stele that was deeply embedded in the ground. He frowned. This thing didn't look out of the ordinary, but Wang Lin always felt that something was wrong.

His eyes flashed, and he grabbed it with his big hand, and pulled it hard. Suddenly, there was a roaring sound, and the stone tablet was pulled up bit by bit under Wang Lin's full strength——

A thousand words, just a lot more, Xian Ni finally has 00,000 words! For this first million, I will buy some beer later and celebrate with my wife in the evening. Brothers, thank you for your continued support, thank you! Let’s drink!