Chapter 308: Heavenly Soul and Holy Spirit
In the imperial city of Star Luo City, in the prosperous palace designated for Wang Lin to live, the moonlight shines through the newly installed glazed windows into the room, and is reflected from the ground in a cross-legged figure. Sitting figure.
Brush!
An invisible wave rippled, and the figure suddenly opened his eyes, with an unexpected emotion in his pair of gray-gold eyes.
“It was actually rejected.”
This was an outcome Wang Lin had not expected. The price he offered was to kill Xu Tianran. When Orange heard this, he refused without even listening to his conditions, on the grounds that he could not repay kindness with enmity.
However, Wang Lin didn’t pay too much attention to it. He had never read the second half of the original book, only what his friend had once told about it.
Although he didn’t know exactly what happened, Wang Lin was certain that Juzi still chose to betray Xu Tianran.
Not agreeing at this time does not mean that you will not agree in the future. Moreover, the plan to kill Xu Tianran was not urgent. At this moment, the Sun and Moon Empire had just conquered the Star Luo Empire. Xu Tianran was dead at this time, which was not good for the situation.
Xu Tianran had to wait until he had a "son" before he died. As for whether the "son" was Xu Tianran's biological child, Orange didn't care. Why did Wang Lin care about it? As long as the Sun and Moon Empire had an heir.
Thinking of this, Wang Lin's thoughts converged. A gray crack loomed behind him, and his mind was completely absorbed in the rich crack that exuded the aura of death.
The black sun sheds purple sunlight, shining on the gray land of the undead demiplane.
In the center of the dark earth, white gates of the dead stood, with Wang Lin floating in the final body as dots, outlining a strange pattern.
Many of the Doors of the Dead shine with a faint light. The invisible air in front of the door is constantly twisting, forming an invisible road in the air, connecting Wang Lin in the middle.
Wang Lin's field of vision was divided into nine parts at this moment, and each field of view corresponded to an ordinary member of the Holy Spirit Church at the bottom.
The field of vision continued to split as those congregants came into contact with other congregants, the field of vision increased, and finally stabilized at nineteen parts.
This amount is enough to see clearly all the actions of the Holy Spirit Cult in the Tianhun Empire. At the same time, as the vision stabilizes, Wang Lin's whole person begins to split.
The palm-sized spiritual avatars split into nineteen in total. The nineteen spiritual avatars took over from Wang Lin and parasitized them through the spiritual seeds to see the sight of the Holy Spirit Cult believers.
Wang Lin, who was in his true form, trembled suddenly and half-knelt down on the gray ground of the demiplane of the undead. He covered his head and calmed down for a while. This was the sequelae of excessive use of mental power.
After a while, Wang Lin straightened up and received the information transmitted from the original spiritual clone. He did not think too much about the information transmitted from the original spiritual clone in the Star Luo Empire.
He sat in a circle, closed his eyes and meditated, recovering some of his excessive mental energy, but he had only meditated for less than a quarter of an hour.
One of the spiritual clones began to continuously warn. Wang Lin opened his eyes and looked into the field of vision. It was a member of the Holy Spirit who was approaching a village in the Tianhun Empire through the night. That sect There is not only one person in the crowd, but there are three accomplices around him.
Brush!
The invisible spiritual fluctuations dispersed and disappeared into one of the surrounding gates of the dead. Soon, the gate of the dead suddenly burst into dazzling white light.
After the white light passed, Wu Yifan, the young master of the Proud Sword Sect, holding a blue giant sword, appeared out of thin air in the path of the three Holy Spirit followers.
brush!
An invisible spiritual wave radiated from the center of the gray soul guide on Wu Yifan's wrist to all directions.
“It’s time to go!”
A familiar voice rang in Wu Yifan’s ears. The young master of the Proud Sword Sect nodded, wearing seven soul rings: two yellow, two purple, and three black. They rose up one after another, and Wu Yifan stood up holding the giant cyan sword. Just as he rushed out, a gray light flashed where he was standing, and Ji Juechen appeared out of thin air with a long sword in his arms.
The sharp sword intent swept through the surroundings and instantly locked onto a man in black robe hiding in the darkness.
"Jie Jie Jie" Fortunately, the man in black robe was no longer hiding, and sharp laughter sounded, "We have been discovered, Sword Maniac, you can't do it alone, let the guy who is hiding in the dark and using mental power get out. , It must be that guy who caused such great losses to the Holy Religion!"
Yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, nine soul rings jumped out at the same time, and the terrifying aura belonging to the titled Douluo was there! Under the control of the man in black robe, he suddenly pressed towards Ji Juechen.
Buzz!
The sound of the sword sounded, and a sharp sword intent instantly pierced the momentum released by the man in black robes. Ji Juechen's eyes lit up, and fighting spirit broke out in his eyes.
"Beat me, and I will let him out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword was unsheathed, and the terrifying sword light was thrown out by Ji Juechen when he raised his hand. Ji Juechen was obviously still Contra, But he was completely unafraid of the man in black robe who was already a titled Douluo.
For a moment, a thick black cloud burst out from the body of the black-robed man who was a titled Douluo. As one of the eight major worshippers of the Holy Spirit Sect, Wu Yun would naturally not be afraid of a Contra.
Even this Contra has easily killed three evil soul masters from the Holy Spirit Sect who are also Contras in the past month.
The two collided together, terrifying explosions continued to sound, and huge explosions continued to spread into the distance.
Such a big fluctuation soon caused the high-ranking officials of the Holy Spirit Sect and the Noumenon Sect and Tiandi Longmen high-ranking officials who had been wandering on the battlefield to deal with the evil soul masters.
Wang Lin did not need to worry about such a scene. He took back his mind and closed his eyes again to rest, recovering the mental power that had been squeezed for a period of time.
In the past month, Wang Lin has been using the demiplane of the undead as a transit, constantly passing on the action information of the Holy Spirit Sect to the Noumenon Sect, Tiandi Longmen, Nine Treasure Glazed Sect and Proud Sword Sect. The evil-killing alliance.
Sometimes people are sent to the frontal battlefield through the demiplane of the undead, just like before.
This is the root cause of the Tianhun Empire’s one-sided battlefield. In addition to ensuring the minimum rest and Zhang Lexuan and Huo Yuhao’s surprise attack yesterday, Wang Lin gave himself a break.
During the rest of the time, Wang Lin continued to squeeze his mental power to ensure that the damage caused by the Holy Spirit Cult was minimized.
At this moment, the Holy Spirit Cult, realizing something was wrong, had already begun arranging people to go fishing, hoping to find him, the mastermind behind the scenes.
This dark cloud of offerings that suddenly appeared on the Heavenly Soul Battlefield was obviously here for this purpose, but unfortunately, he himself was either in the Star Luo Empire or in the demiplane of the undead, and had not appeared at all for more than a month. On the Tianhun battlefield.
However, although he did not appear on the battlefield, the excessive consumption of mental energy every day made Wang Lin learn to plan carefully and use every ounce of mental energy to its due use.
On the battlefield of the Tianhun Empire, in the distant sky, a dark green light erupted with a terrifying aura, constantly approaching here.
Feeling the terrifying aura, Wu Yun dodged Ji Juechen's sword, releasing a black cloud that enveloped a kilometer in radius. He saw that the guy who was secretly using mental power had not yet been found.
He no longer hesitated, the fourth to last soul ring on his body lit up, his whole body instantly turned black, and disappeared directly into the dark night, and the black clouds dissipated.
Of the three congregants used as bait, two of them had their heads chopped off by Wu Yifan, and the remaining one who was still alive was obviously given up by the dark clouds that left.
(End of this chapter)