Renegade Immortal

Zhan Konglie was also flying in the void. As the newly promoted messenger of the Thunder Immortal Palace, he naturally knew the location of the teleportation array and was flying towards the teleportation array in a hurry.

When he was traveling with Shen Gonghu before, he had also planned to go to this teleportation array. However, considering Shen Gonghu, he did not mention it and went to the gate of the fairy world with Shen Gonghu.

The battle outside the gate of the Immortal Realm made Zhan Konglie feel excited. Although the Immortal Realm of Thunder was unstable at the moment, his heart was firm. Like Shen Gonghu, he firmly believed that Wang Lin would not be defeated.

"I don't know where Shen Gonghu is at the moment. He must be on his way to the Thunder Immortal Palace Teleportation Array just like me." Zhan Konglie swayed and dodged a tearing gap that suddenly appeared in the void.

In fact, after Zhan Konglie went to the Immortal Sword Gate before Zhan Konglie, he immediately discovered that although there were many monks there, except for him and Shen Gonghu, there were no messengers from the Thunder Immortal Palace. He knew at that time that all the Lei Immortal Palaces The messengers probably all went to where the teleportation array was.

Zhan Konglie and Shen Gonghu were in two different positions in the void, rushing towards the Thunder Immortal Palace Teleportation Formation. Similarly, in this void, Wang Lin's figure was also like a rainbow, relying on the Shen Gonghu Dao in his mind. The feeling of the soul keeps getting closer. It's just that the collapse of the Thunder Immortal Realm is becoming more and more violent, and more and more cracks are appearing in the sky. If you are not careful, you will be swallowed up.

In this way, you cannot move too fast and must always pay attention to the changes in the void around you.

During the flight, in addition to the whining and whistling sound, there would sometimes be a dull thud echoing in his ears. This sound became even more obvious when Wang Lin passed by a fragmented continent that was collapsing everywhere.

Along the way, he had witnessed two fragmented continents, which completely collapsed and turned into large tracts of rubble, as if rolled up by a storm. Some of them were torn apart in the cracks in the void, and the other part was filled with powerful energy. The impact spread everywhere.

Some of them rushed directly towards Wang Lin, who was passing by. The powerful air flow they brought was incomparable to the full blow of a cultivator who aspired to the top.

For those monks who have not taken the second step, an attack of this level will not be fatal, but if they are unlucky and a space crack appears around them when dodging or fighting, it will be a life and death crisis.

For Wang Lin, there is no such worry. Whether it is the body-holding technique or other magical powers, he can easily avoid it. During the flight, Wang Lin looked calm, his figure often swayed, and he avoided each crack and went straight to Go ahead.

But as it continued to deepen, there were more and more cracks in the void, and in the end they were almost densely packed, as if a piece of black paper had been torn open with countless holes, and could be broken into pieces at any time.

Wang Lin frowned. He could vaguely feel that there was some distance between him and Shen Gonghu. At the current speed, he might not be able to catch up in a short time.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he pressed his right hand between his eyebrows. He immediately opened his mouth and spat out a grain of sand. The sand changed instantly and became a hundred feet in size in the blink of an eye.

"After all, this object has been continuously refined in the catastrophe. The previous blow of Immortal Qingfeng could not make it collapse. Come to think of it, these cracks in the void in front of you can't break it." Wang Lin pointed forward with his right hand, and immediately he was a hundred feet away. Pieces of land, big and small, flew out immediately. He stared at them carefully.

As the Baizhang fragments rushed across, they immediately collided with many cracks in front of them. In an instant, the tearing force emanating from those cracks spread to the Baizhang fragments, but this tearing power was not Even if the fragments change slightly, they still rush past.

As it rushed through, the cracks seemed to be flattened in half, and there were actually signs of being temporarily closed together.

Wang Lin condensed the sunlight, stepped forward, and immediately stepped on the Baizhang fragment. He sat cross-legged and made a hand seal. His body was unable to move and poured into the fragment. The entire fragment was dazzling, doubling in speed, and forming a straight line forward. Impact away.

As a result, the speed was much faster than before. Wang Lin only needed to pay attention to the huge cracks that were more than a hundred feet long, and ignored the other space cracks.

In the Thunder Immortal Realm, the hundred-foot fragments rushed out at extremely fast speeds. Half an hour later, Wang Lin relaxed and looked forward, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

I saw a faint rainbow flying past in the distance. There was a woman inside the rainbow. This woman was beautiful, but her face was pale at the moment, with panic in her eyes. She kept dodging space cracks during the flight, and was almost caught in the cracks several times. Swallow.

The hundred-foot fragment where Wang Lin was located was extremely conspicuous in this void. The woman saw it at a glance while flying, with surprise on her face. She was about to fly away, but suddenly, a ten-foot-sized space crack appeared silently in it. Appearing in front of him, it looked like the mouth of an evil spirit was wide open, and the cold wind was howling. The woman's face immediately turned deathly gray. She tried to dodge but failed, and her eyes showed despair.

Wang Lin looked calm and looked away. With his temperament, he would naturally not save people for no reason. The piece of Baizhang flashed and flew forward without stopping.

"Senior, save me, Zhan Konglie is the junior clan brother!" The woman said urgently in despair, struggling to get out of the devouring crack.

Wang Lin frowned. He had seen this woman before. Zhan Konglie and more than a dozen people were flying through the sky that day. When he saw him and came over to pay his respects, this woman was one of those ten people.

But what I saw at the time was that this woman's cultivation had obviously just reached Yin Deficiency, but now, her cultivation had dropped, and her body was almost completely powerless. It looked like she could only exert her supreme strength.

The piece of debris under him suddenly turned around and went straight towards the woman. It was close to him almost instantly and slammed into the crack of 100 feet. At the moment of collision, the woman jumped out and landed on the 100-foot crack. On top of the fragments.

Her face was pale and bloodless, and she was still in shock. She looked at Wang Lin with grateful eyes and whispered: "Thank you, senior, for saving your life."

Wang Lin frowned, glanced at the woman, and said flatly, "Is there any immortal jade?"

The woman was startled and nodded quickly.

"One hundred thousand immortal jade is a gift for saving you. If you add another hundred thousand, you can stay here for an hour, and so on!" Wang Lin said slowly with a calm expression.

The fragments of a hundred feet under him rushed forward quickly towards the distance.

The woman was silent, with an undetectable trace of contempt flashing in her eyes. She did not expect that the senior she talked about with her elder brother Zhan was actually such a person. If she had not witnessed the battle between the other party and the white monster, she would not have done so anyway. The person who would believe that asking for immortal jade at this moment would be a senior expert. She took out a storage bag without saying a word, threw it directly to Wang Lin, and said: "There are 50,000 elixirs in it, senior, please order some!"

Wang Lin took it, erased his consciousness, opened it and scanned it. After a few days, it was roughly correct, then he put it in his arms, ignored the woman, closed his eyes and started to meditate.

The woman didn't expect that Wang Lin would really count the days, and she felt even more disdainful in her heart. She sighed secretly, and sat down cross-legged far away from Wang Lin, staring blankly at the nothingness in front of her, with confusion in her eyes.

"Brother Zhan, where are you..."

There was one more person on the Baizhang fragment, but it would not affect the speed. He rushed down and rushed far away, moving forward quickly. The woman also recovered from the confusion at this moment, looking at the cracks in the space where the fragment hit, she was upside down. Take a breath.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? It's terrible!" The woman saw with her own eyes that almost all the cracks were closed together by the impact of the fragments. No matter how strong the tearing force in the cracks was, it had no effect on the fragments. .

At this moment, her eyes suddenly focused. In the distance on the right, three rainbows were speeding. There were two men and one woman in the rainbow. All three of them had gloomy expressions at the moment, with anxiety in their eyes.

"Xi Zifeng!" The woman on the fragment stood up immediately.

The three people in the distance immediately noticed this place, with surprise in their eyes. The three people rushed over without hesitation, avoiding every crack in the process, and went straight towards the Baizhang fragment.

Wang Lin's expression remained normal, his speed did not slow down at all, but he was still galloping. Those three people obviously couldn't keep up.

"Zhan Yun, wait a minute!" The female cultivator named Xi Zifeng among the three immediately shouted anxiously.

The woman surnamed Zhan on the debris quickly said to Wang Lin urgently, "Senior, stop for a moment. My dear friend wants to come up."

Wang Lin opened his eyes with impatience in his eyes and ignored the other party.

The woman surnamed Zhan stamped her foot, patted the storage bag, and immediately a red thread flew out from it. With a shake, the red thread immediately lengthened and was thrown out, directly towards the three people chasing behind the fragment.

The woman named Xi Zifengchang immediately grabbed it in the air, swayed her body, and immediately flew out. The two men behind her also grabbed it in the air. The three of them almost galloped together, and finally caught up with the fragment and landed on it.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and immediately noticed Wang Lin cross-legged in the distance ahead. A man next to Xi Zifeng glanced at Zhan Yun and said, "Who is this fellow Taoist?"

Before Zhan Yun could speak, Xi Zifeng looked at Wang Lin carefully, and his expression immediately changed. He quickly left everyone and took a few steps forward. He clasped his fists and bowed respectfully, saying repeatedly, "Junior Xi Zifeng, please see me. Senior! Thank you very much, senior, for saving your life twice!"

When she said this, her face turned red.

Wang Lin glanced at the woman. She was three points more beautiful than Zhan Yun. He vaguely remembered that this woman was outside the gate of the fairy world, just after Yan Leizi controlled his body, she kicked him into the void. one of them.

Frowning, Wang Lin felt that he was in trouble. If he had known this, he would never have saved Zhan Yun before. Now he sighed secretly and said in a deep voice, "Do you three have immortal jade?"

Xi Zifeng was startled, but before she could answer, Zhan Yun beside her quickly said, "One hundred thousand immortal jade can save life, but one hundred thousand immortal jade plus one hundred thousand immortal jade can be here for an hour!"

Xi Zifeng nodded and said, "Of course it is!" She and the two people around her immediately took out the fairy jade, put it into a storage bag, and handed it to Wang Lin respectfully.

Wang Lin took it and closed his eyes and ignored it.

Together with Zhan Yun, the four of them sat together and looked at the void outside the fragments. They all felt a sense of surviving the disaster and started talking softly.

The fragments were fragmented extremely quickly. Gradually, as he continued to penetrate deeper into the Immortal Realm of Thunder, Wang Lin's brows never relaxed along the way. Along the way, he met many monks who were either scattered or gathered together.

After seeing the Baizhang fragment, these people seemed to have grasped at straws and tried their best to come up. Some of them were acquaintances of the four people on the fragment.

As a result, gradually, there were more and more monks on this fragment, but Wang Lin didn't have to worry about it. Whenever a new person came here, Zhan Yun would immediately stand up and state his request for Xianyu. 1. Wang Lin already had several storage bags in his arms, each containing a large amount of fairy jade. There are nearly twenty monks on top of the hundred-foot fragment.

These people did not sit together. Except for those who were familiar with each other, the others sat cross-legged alone, looking at the nothingness outside, each with complicated hearts.

Some of them recognized Wang Lin immediately when they saw him, and immediately relaxed completely. They thought that with Wang Lin here, everything would be safe.

As the Baizhang fragment flew rapidly in the void, gradually, more and more people were on it. In the end, the number of people on it had exceeded fifty. Looking at the numerous monks behind him, Wang Lin frowned and looked past them. In the void behind the fragments, there are dozens of rainbows, following closely.

None of the monks in Changhong can keep up with the speed, and no one knows the monks above the fragments. Without help, they cannot live on the fragments on their own.

It's just that it's safe for them to follow the path after the debris swept away. After all, after the debris passed, the cracks showed signs of closing up. Compared with the outside world, it was naturally much easier to walk.

Gradually, more and more monks gathered, forming a long team behind the fragmented continent, with sword lights flashing one after another, like countless tails, following closely.

In their opinion, doing this is the only way to survive here! Naturally, there are those with advanced cultivation among them. These people often do not need help from others. When the distance is not far away, they can fly up to 100 feet by themselves. on the fragments.

It's just that no matter what their cultivation level is, if they fall on the fragments, after a little hesitation, they will obediently hand over the immortal jade in exchange for a place.

Here, the prestige brought about by Wang Lin's battle outside the gate of the fairy world played a big role. Even the Yangshi cultivator had to respectfully call him "senior" after seeing Wang Lin.

Touching the storage bag containing the fairy jade in his arms, Wang Lin sighed and ignored these people. He could feel that Shen Gonghu was not far away.

At this moment, suddenly a huge piece of gravel appeared in the void ahead. This piece of gravel was about a thousand feet long, and its edges kept collapsing during the flight. Every time it hit the cracks, it would vibrate, and large pieces of gravel would tremble. fall off.

On the edge of the rubble, stood three people, each of whom had a Yang Realm cultivation level. Behind them, there were nearly a hundred monks, all looking greedily at the Baizhang fragment where Wang Lin was.

"Leave this fragment of the fairy world behind!" The sinister voice of one of the three men in the edge, a man in gold robes, echoed.

Wang Lin looked calm and glanced at the three people. The sunlight fell on the thousands of feet of rubble at their feet. It was obvious that these people had also thought of a way to travel in this way.

It's just that the gravel they obtained has not experienced the refining of the tribulation and is not stable enough. I am afraid it has continued to collapse along the way, and I don't know how many times it has been replaced.

The man in gold robe stepped forward, directly into the void, avoiding the cracks everywhere, and rushed straight towards the Baizhang fragment where Wang Lin was. Behind him, another old man in white among the three people also took a step forward.

Only the last scribe in blue shirt was left standing on the gravel, staring at him with cold eyes.

Wang Lin's expression was calm and unwavering. He raised his right hand and pointed forward. Immediately, the animal bone pattern on the back of his hand squirmed and turned into a black light that flew out. It immediately took shape in the void and turned into an animal bone pattern. look.

The four ferocious sharp thorns scattered a cold light on the two suns of the beast's bones. At this moment, there was a flash of light, and a strong evil aura suddenly filled the air.

Almost instantly, the man in gold robe who rushed forward first, before he could use any magic power, suddenly jumped out of his body, and a gray light spread from his legs, spreading wildly to his whole body. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand and slapped Tian Ling. The moment his body was swallowed up by the gray light, Wu Shen flew out.

Wang Lin sneered at the corner of his mouth, patted the storage bag, and immediately shook the soul flag, turning into a black mist and rushing towards the opponent's soul.

At this moment, the old man in white was also approaching. He did not take care of his companions. Instead, he made seals with his hands and shouted: "Immortal Thunder Slash!" Suddenly the thunder light condensed crazily in front of him, and in a flash, it turned into a bolt of thunder light. The blade seemed to cut through the world and headed straight for Wang Lin.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound suddenly erupted.

Wang Lin's sunlight condensed, and before the thunder blade approached, he felt the force of the Holy King of Heaven and Earth, the creation of the Holy King, the Night Killing God, the Divine Seal Throne, begging for demons. The most powerful abandoned young man in the proud ninth heaven, the great Zhou royal family, who uses force to move the world, will kill the god at night, and seek the throne of the god. The Royal Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty felt the sharp aura within it, and in an instant, the thunder blade came to them. A light flashed between Wang Lin's brows, and the soul flew out. The moment the thunder blade fell, he swallowed it in one gulp.

After his soul returned to his body, Wang Lin's face turned slightly rosy. He stood up, looked coldly at the old man who was stunned on the spot, stepped on his feet, and rushed out.

The old man in white changed his attitude and quickly retreated without hesitation. As he retreated, the scribe in blue who was standing on the gravel in the distance frowned and jumped out in a flash.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly. He would not provoke others easily, but if others took the initiative to fight back, he would never be soft. At this moment, he pointed his right hand towards the old man in white, and suddenly used the magic of Immortal Body Holding. As the old man retreated, he immediately felt as if his body was sinking into the water, as if he were bound to several mountain peaks. He immediately stopped. Not only his body, but also his soul and the powerlessness in his body stopped functioning at this moment.

Wang Lin took a step forward and formed a sword with the two fingers of his right hand. The moment he passed by the old man in white, he pointed it between his eyebrows. The old man's body spurted out a large amount of blood mist and collapsed immediately. His soul was full of horror. With fear, just as he was about to escape, Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and he grabbed the old man Wushen with his right hand.

"Fellow Taoist, stop!" A loud shout came from the mouth of the blue-shirted monk. His body was like lightning, and he rushed straight towards Wang Lin. He made a seal with his right hand, and immediately flew out an illusory sword from his spiritual body, flickering. As if teleporting, he appeared directly in front of Wang Lin and stabbed him fiercely. Wang Lin's expression was cold, and he crushed the soul in his hand. When he turned around, the third eye between his eyebrows immediately opened angrily, red light flashed, filling the air in a fan shape, and immediately enveloped the illusory sword that came suddenly.

Under the red light, the illusory sword immediately emitted a large amount of black energy, and collapsed in a moment.

The blue-shirted scribe immediately paused and stopped ten feet away from Wang Lin. He stared at Wang Lin with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency has amazing magical powers. Let's drop this matter. Please!" He suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes and calmed down. Back off slowly.

Wang Lin glanced at the scribe coldly, put away the Soul Flag, and swayed back to the Baizhang Shard. At this moment, many monks in the Shard Earth had already stood up and looked sideways.

After stepping into the Baizhang fragment, Wang Lin sat cross-legged and the fragment rushed forward and rushed out.

Wang Lin crossed his legs, swallowed the soul in his hand, pointed his right hand at the sky, and said slowly, "Call the wind!"

Immediately, a black wind suddenly appeared, turned into a black dragon and roared straight towards the blue-shirted scribe behind him. The man's expression changed drastically and he quickly retreated, but at this moment, the black dragon opened its mouth and spit out a stream of sinister wind.

The wind roared and filled the sky and the earth. The retreating scribe in blue slouched, his eyes dimmed immediately, showing a look of struggle. However, just when he wanted to resist, he did not notice the sudden roar in the void behind him. A space crack of more than three feet long appeared. He stepped back and stepped into the crack.

With a desperate roar, his body immediately disappeared without a trace, leaving only the remnants of the roar still echoing.

The Baizhang fragment flew far away, and behind it, a large number of monks followed closely. At this moment 1, both them and the monks on the Baizhang fragment looked at the back of Wang Lin's cross-legged figure. All with awe.

Regarding Wang Lin's act of killing three Yangshi monks in a row, some monks who had seen him fight the white monster outside the gate of the fairy world were naturally not surprised. Instead, they thought it should be like this.

But the monks who had not seen him before were all greatly shaken. Especially those who had hesitated when paying the immortal jade before were secretly rejoicing at this moment. There were even some monks who had secretly thought about seizing the Baizhang fragment from Wang Lin's hands. At this moment, cold sweat broke out all over their bodies, and they were filled with fear.

Along the way, the Baizhang Fragment was quiet, with no one talking. In this silence, an invisible pressure gradually enveloped the place. The majesty came from the fear and awe of Wang Lin in their hearts.

The hundred-foot fragments were moving faster and faster. After a few hours, Wang Lin focused his eyes and looked forward. He saw a sword light speeding through the void in front of him. The person in the sword light was none other than Shen Gonghu.

While Shen Gonghu was flying, he suddenly turned around and stared at the hundreds of feet of fragments approaching in the distance. He saw Wang Lin at a glance. His eyes suddenly showed excitement, and he swayed and headed straight for Wang Lin.

"Shen Gonghu, see the Lord!" Shen Gonghu said respectfully as he landed a few feet away from Wang Lin. He looked at Wang Lin with eyes filled with fanatical reverence.

A smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips, he nodded slightly and said, "Sit down next to me and take me to the Teleportation Formation of Thunder Immortal Palace!"

Without even looking at the other people on the fragment, Shen Gonghu immediately sat down cross-legged and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, this place is not far from the teleportation array!" He said and immediately pointed out the direction.

The people on the Baizhang fragment looked at what was happening in front of them in shock. Naturally, some of them knew Shen Gonghu. When they heard that Shen Gonghu actually claimed the title of Lord of Wanglin, they all felt thoughtful.

Xi Zifeng looked at Wang Lin's back with her beautiful eyes, as if she was a little embarrassed, her pretty face was olive-red, but she never looked away.

The collapse of the Thunder Immortal Realm reached its peak in the galloping of hundreds of feet of fragments. In the void, large space cracks rolled back, blowing out endless cold wind.

The sound of the continent collapsing continued to be heard.

The deeper you go into the Thunder Immortal Realm, the more intense this phenomenon becomes. In the end, the entire void is filled with cracks almost everywhere. These cracks are extending and connecting continuously, forming huge torn holes that even exceed a hundred feet. seam.

Wang Lin looked solemn as he controlled the 100-foot fragment to fly at high speed. At this moment, he opened his eyes fiercely, and the 100-foot fragment beneath him paused for an instant and immediately turned around in an arc.

The moment it was bypassed, a huge crack of nearly 200 feet appeared out of thin air. Some of the many monks following behind the fragment were unable to dodge and were swallowed by the crack amid bursts of miserable cries for help.

Wang Lin was so focused that he had no time to think about others. He devoted all his energy to controlling the Baizhang fragments, constantly avoiding huge gaps in the speed, but his expression became more and more gloomy.

"How far is it?" Wang Lin said solemnly.

"Less than ten miles!" Shen Gonghu was also extremely nervous. The cracks in front made him feel numb.

Wang Lin frowned slightly, and with the flickering of the hundred-foot fragment, several cracks opened again and went straight ahead. Gradually, getting closer and closer, Wang Lin could already see that there was a thousand-foot-sized light curtain several miles ahead. , there is a stationary fragmented continent within this light curtain.

On top of it, there is a formation. At this moment, there are several people standing in the formation. They are obviously about to teleport away. One of them is Zhan Konglie. Outside the formation, there are also messengers from the Thunder Immortal Palace, talking to each other.

At this moment, these people seemed to be investigating something. They suddenly turned around and looked coldly at Wang Lin's position. One of them even raised his right hand and pointed at the sky. Immediately, a wave of energy emanated from his hand and merged into the surrounding light. The curtain spreads.

It was unable to condense outside the light curtain, and immediately turned into a big hand. When it swept across the light curtain, all the cracks inside and outside the light curtain were shattered, and they spread rapidly from both ends in a circle, like an uncrossable moat. Be completely connected.

Once connected, no one here can cross the thousand-foot circular crack that surrounds the light barrier. "Get out!" At the same time, the cold spiritual thoughts echoed around the world, revealing a ruthless coldness.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and his whole body energy circulated and merged into the fragments. He took a deep breath, and suddenly the two suns burst into light. The hundred-foot fragment suddenly multiplied, as if it merged with the world.

In an instant, the hundred-foot fragment rushed out crazily, and all the cracks in the way were directly hit. Many monks behind the fragment also gritted their teeth at this moment and rushed forward desperately.

At this moment, there is life in front of you. If you go in, you can survive! If you can't get in, the mortal fragments of the continent will almost turn into afterimages. When they rush, there will be a loud rumbling sound, like a hundred-foot meteor, cracking outside the light curtain. The moment they connect to each other, they rush directly into it.

Wang Lin stood up, patted the storage bag with his right hand, and held the fairy sword in his hand. He raised it and slashed downwards. This slash was not a single slash, but in one moment, Wang Lin slashed nine times. Luo Jue merged into one, forming an unimaginable sword that destroyed the rules. With a piece of bird light, it fell directly on the crack that was connected in front of the fragments.

Even if the poison is connected by cracks, at this moment, under the strong force of Zhanluo Jue, it is still torn from its edges and spreads crazily. Almost instantly, the circular cracks that were originally connected to each other were actually opened. A gap.

The power of the Luo-Zhan Jue was still there. After cutting through the crack, he entered it directly and landed on the light screen with a bang. Immediately, large ripples appeared and spread along the light curtain. For a moment, everything inside became distorted.

At the same time, the Baizhang fragment rushed directly in, with great momentum, like a real meteor, followed closely behind the Luo Zhan Jue, and crashed into the light curtain.

A huge sound that shook the earth and caused the small cracks in the surroundings to collapse suddenly reverberated. The sound was so loud that it was shocking. Even the messengers from the Thunder Immortal Palace within the light curtain turned their attention to those who came. Especially Zhan Konglie, who saw the king at a glance. Lin Hou's face immediately showed excitement. After the loud noise, bursts of clicking sounds came to mind, and large cracks immediately appeared on the light screen, spreading continuously.

At the same time, the monks who had been chasing after the Baizhang fragment all flew in through the gap.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he controlled the 100-foot fragment to retreat a few feet. Under the gazes of many monks on the fragment, the fragment instantly grew louder, with a loud bang, and hit the light curtain again.

There were more fragments on the light screen, almost densely packed into one large piece, and the luster on it dimmed instantly.

This scene happened too fast. It only lasted a few breaths. At this moment, one of the messengers of the Thunder Immortal Palace in the light curtain had a gloomy face. Thunder light swam all over his body. He rushed out and stepped directly out of the light curtain.

"How brave you are to break into the forbidden area of ​​Thunder Immortal Palace!" As soon as this man with lightning all over his body came out, before Wang Lin could take action, several people on the Fragment Continent immediately flew out and used their magical powers. Instead of crazy fight.

"Senior, please don't pay attention to this person, we will take care of him later!" One of those who fought with the messenger from the Thunder Immortal Palace immediately said loudly.

Wang Lin nodded slightly, and the Baizhang fragment retreated again. This time, he brewed for ten breaths. Not only him, but also the other monks on the fragment, and even all the monks who had followed closely around him, flew up at this moment and circled the edge of the fragment. Put your hand on it.

Everyone exerted their greatest magical power and merged with each other. Under the helpless pull of Wang Lin, they suddenly rushed out with a burst of piercing screams, gathering the power of countless people, and here A tip formed in front of the Baizhang fragment.

At the moment when the loud rumbling sound suddenly appeared, the entire Baizhang fragment hit the light curtain directly. With a bang, the light curtain finally collapsed. Countless light curtain fragments rolled back in the storm, and the Baizhang fragment even penetrated directly. , more than half way in, the surrounding monks immediately rushed into it. For a moment, the fragments of this thousand-foot teleportation array were filled with monks frantically seeking to survive.