Renegade Immortal

Zhefu, the first flying sword Wang Lin obtained in the Hengyue Sect, seemed to be in the dark. "The moment the weak-headed young man grasped this sword, everything in the future was destined to be lost or gained in the meantime, but it took hundreds of years. Cause and effect passed by in a blink of an eye.

The fortune contains a soul skill from the previous generation of Rain Sword Soul. This soul skill is not an immortal skill, a Taoist skill, or a magical power. It is a sword style!

An extremely powerful technique inherited from ancient times!

Wang Lin held the fairy sword and looked at the great formation where the immortal guards and thunder beasts were constantly attacking and suppressing them. At the moment when the formation was overwhelmed, the fairy sword withered, and the calm light in his eyes disappeared, replaced by the light of the sword!

At this moment, his whole body merged with the sword in his hand. The Immortal Sword Rises! burial!

This simple fall, but in an instant, the sky and the earth were plunged into illusive darkness. The immortal guards and thunder beasts seemed to have all disappeared at this moment.

There is only this simple fall left in the whole world!

This sword seems to open up the world, as if it is tearing the world apart from chaos. There is no sword energy, no immortal power, but this simple strike gives anyone who sees it a kind of power from the soul. Shocking.

The first person to bear the brunt of this was the ancestor of the Huan family. His eyes suddenly opened wide, showing an unbelievable shock, and he lost his voice: "This...this is a rule!"

It was as if the world was being torn apart before his eyes, and the tearing sound echoed out of thin air in his mind! The gloomy world seems to be really torn apart!

Not only him, Huan Fengshen took a breath.

A monstrous murderous intention spread out crazily from the moment the flying sword fell, tearing apart the eyes of Huan Fengshen and imprinting them on his mind.

Huan Feng's body and page froze for a moment.

This... this is..." Huan Fengshen's heart was shaken, as if a sharp sword was piercing the center of his eyebrows, and rushed out along with the heavenly spirit. He subconsciously took a few steps back, using his later cultivation skills to win the title. Because, I can't see the rules of this sword, but I can clearly feel the martial arts. The Saint King of Heaven and Earth created the Holy King, the Night Kill God, and the God's Seal Throne. Seeking the Demon's Proud Ninth Layer, the Strongest Abandoned Young Master, the Great Zhou Royal Family, the Night Kill God, the God's Seal Throne. The most powerful and abandoned boy in the ninth level of the Demon World, the Royal Family of Great Zhou, uses martial arts to move the universe and will kill the god at night. He asks for the throne of the divine seal, the most powerful and abandoned one in the ninth level of the world. When the young Zhou royal family arrived, the sword seemed to contain some kind of heavenly law, but more importantly, it was a sharpness that could tear the heavenly law apart.

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang,

Huan Fengshen could clearly hear his heartbeat speeding up, and he even had the illusion that the world was collapsing.

All the members of the direct clan in the Huan family, who were looking at Shuangri in the sky, suddenly looked shocked. That simple fall made them feel as if they were immersed in the scene, as if following the sword movement of the fall, they were connected with the world. They were torn apart together, and the sweat from their bodies instantly wetted their clothes.

With their cultivation level, they have no idea why this is happening, why the other party just dropped the flying sword in his hand, and there is a big formation to block it, but he still feels like this. The most powerful and abandoned young master in the ninth level of the world, the Great Zhou royal family, asks for the throne of the divine seal and the most powerful one in the ninth level of the world. The Zhou royal family's god-creating general Ye Slay God's Divine Seal Throne begged for demons and was the most powerful abandoned young man in the Nine Heavens. The fear of death spread in an instant to the Zhou royal family.

Not only them, but Qian Kuizi, who had been observing this place with his spiritual consciousness from a distance, his eyes flashed brightly. He was in the secret room of Qianjia, and Tashidi stood up at this moment.

"Rules! This sword contains rules! In the second step of cultivating the Tao, isn't it the rules that we pursue! The understanding of the way of heaven in the first step is transformed into the power of rules in the second step. If this boy is not a member of the Thunder Immortal Palace, , how could it be possible to use such a sword!"

At the same time, there was also the Xu family who noticed this scene. An old man from the Xu family also used his spiritual consciousness to inspect the battlefield of the Huan family. He originally made an agreement with the ancestor of the Huan family and was about to take steps to help. The moment he lifted him up, he was gently touched by him. Put it down gently.

This guy's sword style is very strong. Although I'm not afraid of him, if this guy dares to challenge the Huan family, he must have a backup plan!

When the sword fell, at this moment, all the sounds in the world disappeared, and the Huan Family Formation collapsed in an instant without any substantial connection or blow!

Sheathing his sword, Wang Lin looked pale, but his eyes were filled with coldness as he stared at the Huan family below after losing the formation.

The Luo-Zhan Jue has a huge impact on the body and has nothing to do with cultivation. What is needed to perform this technique is the vitality that is closely integrated with Wushen in the body!

The aspirant monk's vitality and soul are fused together and are not separated from each other, but this Luo-Zhan Jue can actually separate a part of it. A cultivator's vitality is fixed and only has so much. Once he loses too much, his cultivation level will decline on a large scale. Fortunately, Wang Lin's vitality is a little more than that of an ordinary cultivator's aspiration because of Zhou Yi's Crystal.

Everything was quiet in Huan's house. Huan Qingqing's eyes became more gloomy. He stared at Wang Lin and said coldly: "I underestimated you. With your cultivation level, you actually have such a sword style that contains rules. You are indeed very strong!

However, there is a huge gap between the first step and the second step of cultivation. If you had performed this sword style with the second step of cultivation, it might still be interesting, but at this moment, it is useless! Today, if you break my Huan family formation, you will definitely die!

Please, Zuyu! "The ancestor of the Huan family shouted loudly, and immediately within the ancestral house of the Huan family, a vast force suddenly rose up. This force was full of peace, like a fairy wind blowing, covering the entire Huan family.

In the ancestral hall of the Huan family in the distance, a golden jade slip floated slowly into the sky. The power of peace comes from this jade slip.

The moment the jade slip appeared, it seemed that a world was completely isolated on the Thousand Fantasy Stars, making the Huan family's ancestral home a world of its own.

The ancestor of the Huan family stared at Wang Lin with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He would not take action personally unless he had to. He was too afraid of Wang Lin's sword energy. He invited Qian Nazi's tooth face before to do it. Consume this person's sword energy.

The subsequent Huan family formation had the same plan.

But he never expected that Qiankuizi would retreat without a fight, and his own formation would be broken by this person who did not use his sword energy, but combined the thunder beast with the puppet and the regular sword.

At this moment, he simply gritted his teeth and took out the Fukuzawa jade slip left by the Huan family's most precious ancestor. This jade slip contained the magic of the ancestor of the Huan family in the Thunder Immortal Realm. The Huan family relied on this jade slip to communicate with their ancestors. It is the fairy treasure left behind that gives it its current status.

"It's a pity that the ancestor Zun Bao disappeared thousands of years ago along with Huan Wuxiang. Otherwise, with the immortal treasure here, there would be no need to ask for the Fukuze Jade Slips!" Huan Wuqing thought to himself.

The vast power emanating from the jade slip was like the spring breeze blowing through it, emitting a thick brilliance. Suddenly, the jade slip seemed to melt and turned into a human form. Although the face could not be seen clearly, it gave One feels a sense of majesty.

"The power of the Immortal Jade Slips of the Huan Family is unpredictable. It is rumored that the Immortal of the Huan Family was comparable to a monk in the Pure Nirvana stage. I wonder how the messenger from the Thunder Immortal Palace will be able to resolve it! But it is a bit strange. This old man of the Huan Family Why didn't the ancestor take out his ancestor's treasures instead of asking for this jade slip?" Qian Kuizi's eyes were bright and her consciousness was shaking as she looked.

Xu Jiachong, the old man showed a smile on his lips and murmured: "The fairy treasure of the Huan family should be taken away by the elders of the clan. The ancestor of the Huan family did leave a decent treasure behind, but he didn't expect that, Because of this immortal treasure, a monk from the Huan family who had taken the second step died.

In the ancestral home of the Huan family, Huan Fengshen stared at Wang Lin closely at the moment the Fuze Jade Slip appeared. He did not see any panic on Wang Lin's face.

Seeing that Huan Qingqing was about to activate his jade slip magical power, Huan Fengshen showed determination in his eyes. He took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Ancestor, my Huan family will never participate in this matter. As the head of the Huan family, I have the right to bring The Huan family has withdrawn from this matter, and the ancestor wants to protect Huan Mei. It is a personal grudge, and I hope he will not bring down the entire Huan family!"

As he spoke, he raised his head to look at Wang Lin, clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Taoist, I am the head of the Huan family, Huan Fengshen. As I said just now, this matter is a personal grudge between you and Huan Qingqing. I, the Huan family, will not participate. Fellow Taoist, distinguish right from wrong!”

The ancestor of the Huan family had cold eyes. He looked at Huan Fengshen with a sinister look on his lips. He looked around his direct descendants and said gloomily: "What about you?"

The direct descendants of the Huan family around him all calmed down for a moment and walked to Huan Fengshen one after another.

The ancestor of the Huan family smiled sinisterly, glanced at everyone coldly, and said slowly: "A bunch of trash!" After saying that, he raised his head, stared at Wang Lin, made a secret with his right hand, and shouted with one finger: "Fu Yiyu" Jane, kill this man!”

The human figure made of jade slips stepped forward after hearing the words, walking step by step towards Wang Lin. Following the movement of the human figure, an incredible amount of magical power burst out from the man's body. This magical power was so dense, It even squeezed all the spiritual energy of Qianhuan Star's heaven and earth, forming a series of banging and smashing sounds. This sound was not just one place here, but the entire Qianhuan Star.

The Immortal Guard Puppet came to Wang Lin's side in a flash, and the Thunder Beast did the same.

Wang Lin looked at the figure approaching step by step. He seemed to have an illusion before his eyes. It seemed that the facial features of the approaching person became clear. Under the fairy wind, he looked like a real immortal.

Immortal power pervades this person, and a sense of majesty descends upon him. In his eyes, everything in this world looks like an ant. Even around his body, there are immortal sounds echoing in the hidden channels.

"Junior, besides sword energy, I see what other methods you have!" the ancestor of the Huan family sneered.

Liu Mei on the side raised her head and looked at Wang Lin, her eyes still complicated. She touched the storage bag and then put down her hand.

Wang Lin's eyes were filled with calmness. He dared to come here alone, dared to set foot on Thousand Fantasy Stars and enter the Huan family's ancestral home. He relied on the crazy idea at the beginning, which was also his strongest trump card at the moment.

Thinking of the resentful baby in Xian Ni, Wang Lin's heart ached.

Things in this world cannot escape cause and effect. The cause of that day is the result of today. Only by eliminating the cause and effect and letting dust return to dust, and dust return to dust, can the cycle of reincarnation be considered smooth. "Wang Lin slowly closed his eyes.

In the confusion, a decisive call echoed. "This battle is over, let you go free!" A loud roar came from Wang Lin's Yuan Shen!