Chapter 211 Calling the wind and rain!
"Where is my opponent?" Wang Lin looked at Tianhuan City with some emotion, and at the same time saw the Daluo supremes above.
At this moment, the four brothers of Shaodian, Wen Zhong and the Mo family felt like they were being targeted by some ancient beast, and their bodies became tense.
"What is this?!" Shaodian's face was solemn.
"Such terrifying killing is the ferocious beasts from the sea of blood in the previous disaster?"
Wen Zhong was also shocked. The Mo Qilin under his seat was already scared and dared not move. "I have seen fellow Taoists." Wang Lin stepped on the sky, came to the sky, and bowed to the six Daluo supremes.
But Shaodian and others were all facing a great enemy, looking at Wang Lin tensely, shocked by the aura of killing emitted by his body.
"Maybe only the Taoist stylist who has been suppressed forever has such evil spirits?" Wen Zhong had already put away Mo Qilin and looked at Wang Lin with his male and female whip in his hand.
"Are you here to challenge me?" Wen Zhong asked in a deep voice.
"Brother Qiongchan, who is the fate of heaven, why do you want to walk with Taiyi, a man who goes against the will of heaven?!"
"Direction?" Wang Lin shook his head slightly, "I'm just here to kill people."
< br>As soon as this statement came out, a terrifying aura emanated from his body. This aura wanted to destroy sentient beings and destroy the world!
This majestic city, which is long, wide and high, has fallen into absolute silence.
This is a kind of fear from the origin of life, as if it has met the absolute mortal enemy of living beings.
"Kill people? Kill us?!" Mo Lihai snorted coldly. He was also the Supreme Daluo, so why would he be afraid of Wang Lin, who is also Daluo?
"Don't talk nonsense, please." Wang Lin walked forward with a calm expression.
Da...
Wang Lin walked in the void, leaving footprints after footprint. Every step he took, his breath was deeper, and he was constantly improving!
He first came to the prehistoric world and had some new insights into the prehistoric world's immortal path!
"Where did you find such a monster?" Taiyi's shocked voice sounded and asked Fang Xun.
If such a murderous devil appeared in the prehistoric world, he would have been practiced by the two sects of the Heavenly Kingdom.
That murderous aura and evil aura cannot be faked. This person is afraid that he will prove the truth by killing!
This is also a very taboo way in the prehistoric world. "Didn't you let me come? Then he came." Fang Xun smiled and looked at Hong Yi next to him.
"Is that fellow Taoist Wang Lin?" Hong Yi guessed Wang Lin's identity. "Yes, this is his Lu Mo clone." "This killing path is indeed very powerful. He probably killed more people than me, but I have cultivated myself now." Hong Yi was sighing, his rise was not peaceful, and killing people and extermination was common. "He has also cultivated his character. After all, the one who kills people is Lu Mo. What does it have to do with him, Wang Lin?" Fang Xun teased.
At this time, the six Supremes of Daluo had already realized something that they could not be killed by Wang Lin.
Among them, the Demon Liqing directly sacrificed the innate spiritual treasure Qingyun Sword, and a strange black wind rose out of thin air, with thousands of spears in the wind.
This letter seems to have a certain time characteristic, attacking Wang Lin at countless time nodes at the same time.
But Mo Liqing quickly widened his eyes in shock because Wang Lin did not go over!
No, it should be that Wang Lin had less than a cup of tea in the prehistoric time!
This directly made all attacks launched from the long river of time fail.
"I have wind too." Wang Lin still kept walking, but he smiled at the Qingyun Sword and the black wind. "Wat the wind."
He pointed out with a light finger, and his index finger seemed to turn black.
What followed was an invisible wind that was more fierce and terrifying than the black wind brought by the Qingyun Sword.
This is one of Wang Lin's commonly used magical powers, helping him kill countless enemies.
Of course, the Hufeng he used now is incomparable to the Hufeng magic power he obtained when he was young, and the mystery of it is difficult to understand even the new Daluo.
So, this invisible wind completely blows away the black wind, and the spears are instantly eroded and destroyed.
Mo Liqing's face changed drastically, and she quickly put away the Qingyun Sword, but there was an invisible wind that climbed up to the sword body, making the spiritual treasure dull.
The magical power may lose its fate, but it can defeat the spiritual treasure. "How is that possible?!" Mo Lihong's face turned solemn, and he quickly sacrificed his magic weapon, which was the Hunyuan Umbrella.
The umbrella surface is inlaid with glass beads, night pearls and other objects. Once it is stretched out, it seems to have opened up a world.
The outside of the umbrella has become two worlds inside, and they are isolated in the aspects of time and space, cause and effect, destiny, etc.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read! "Call the rain." Wang Lin's hand movements changed, and the magical power of wailing the wind suddenly changed. In an instant, drops of black rain condensed in the invisible wind.
These dense raindrops are condensed from murderous aura, which reflect the Taoist rhyme of killing all sentient beings and destroying everything!
And the next moment, these raindrops were swept up by the invisible wind and fell on the surface of the Hunyuan umbrella.
Swish!
When the umbrella surface came into contact with the raindrops, a wisp of blue smoke instantly emerged, and the Hunyuan umbrella surface was spreading a little black.
"This is not the supernatural power!" Wen Zhong finally got the guidance of Daluo, who had received the guidance of the saint of Shangqing, had a wider understanding and finally realized something.
Fang Xun showed the immortal lights of the heavens when he was fighting against the Third Ancestor of Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin, and others were also walking in the prehistoric world. Even outside the prehistoric world, there was something strange in the depths of the chaos. The supreme emperor of the prehistoric world, Daluo, and others. They still have some understanding of this.
"But he is the Daluo of the Prehistoric World!" Mo Liqing and Wang Lin faced each other head-on, and naturally they could sense that Wang Lin was cultivating the Immortal Way of the Prehistoric World.
"Use Shangqing Xuan Gong to compete!" Wen Zhong made the safest decision.
He directly threw out the male and female whip in his hand. The whip turned into two dragons in the roar and bit Wang Lin.
Then his body had a pure and peaceful Taoist rhyme spread, protecting the Hunyuan Umbrella and comparing with the magical power of summoning rain. "What a powerful Taoist method!" Wang Lin felt the Taoist rhyme of Shangqing and exclaimed.
On the contrary, the two dragons actually gently swept over his body without hurting him a little.
The moment his body contacted the dragon, it became illusory, as if it was integrated with the prehistoric world, and it seemed that it had never appeared in the prehistoric world at all.
But after the dragon passed, he regained his true body, felt a sense of reality, and appeared again in the prehistoric world. "You seem to rely too much on spiritual treasures." At this time, Wang Lin suddenly said, as if he had some ideas.
At this time, the faces of several disciples of the Jie Sect changed slightly.
Compared to Wang Lin's actions, they are indeed somewhat dependent on spiritual treasures and ignore their own cultivation.
Which Wang Lin saw now, the cultivation of Shangqing Xuangong just now could directly block his call to the wind and rain, so as not to be forced into such a mess.
But this is the prehistoric world. Although there are not many innate treasures and top-quality innate spiritual treasures, there is no shortage of ordinary innate spiritual treasures, and the acquired spiritual treasures are even more endless, so is this considered a kind of wealth disease?
(This chapter ends)