Renegade Immortal

At the moment when the old Holy Emperor's recitation came out, Wang Lin, who was far outside the Burning Star Field and was about to step into it, suddenly trembled, and he raised his head suddenly, his complexion immediately changed.

The same as the Vermilion Bird Holy Emperor, and the same practitioner of the Nine Profound Transformation Divine Ability, he and the old Holy Emperor naturally have a unique way to transmit divine thoughts, Wang Lin did not hesitate, with the body's speed talisman still there, the whole person rushed It was like a thunder rushing from the starry sky, rushing into the burning star field.

Its speed is very fast, as soon as it enters the burning star field, it immediately takes a step forward, shrinking to an inch and disappearing without a trace.

In an instant, there was a ripple distorted ten feet away from the white stone where the old holy emperor was. Wang Lin's figure stepped out of it, and he saw the bloody eyes of the old holy emperor at a glance.

The death energy spread out from the old holy emperor's body, and he didn't need to sense Wang Lin to feel that death was ferociously trying to take away the existence of the old holy emperor.

"Senior..." With sadness in his eyes, Wang Lin stepped forward and stood on the stone. He opened his mouth to say something, but at this moment, the scene made him unable to speak out.

The old holy emperor raised his head, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in his blood-stained eyes.

"Your senior brother Qingshui is indeed at the headquarters of the Cultivation Alliance. A few years ago, the Great Formation of the Cultivation Alliance was opened, and he is directly related to him...he is not dead...but...he is crazy, and he has been hiding in the headquarters of the Cultivation Alliance for countless years. A shocking secret, when Xuan Zhongzi and others went to the Immortal Realm of Rain for the first time, they not only obtained most of the inheritance, but also discovered some mysterious things, which they have been studying for countless years...

I'm afraid that the Kunxu Realm doesn't know about this matter. These mysterious objects are too important and can even endanger Wang Lin of the Four Great Immortal Realms. Go and save Qinglong Sacred Emperor, and then send this jade slip to the Kunxu Realm immediately. It's too shocking, you don't have enough cultivation, so don't get involved in it." The old holy emperor was already on his deathbed, and he couldn't help panting after speaking so many words in one breath.

But he still struggled and raised his right hand to touch his eyebrows. Immediately, his primordial spirit appeared in an instant, floated away from his body, and took a deep look at Wang Lin, showing a benevolent expression.

"Wang Lin, take care of yourself, the old man can't help you anymore..." As he said, the primordial spirit immediately emitted bursts of gentle light, but in an instant, this softness turned into dazzling light, penetrating all around.

In a blink of an eye, the light reached its peak. Wang Lin's eyes blurred, and when he saw the old holy emperor's primordial spirit clearly, it turned into a piece of crystal light and gradually dissipated. He clearly saw that at the moment of dissipating, the old holy emperor Yuanshen showed melancholy of relief.

Where it dissipated, two items appeared: a red jade slip, and a crystal the size of a baby's fist. The crystal was filled with pure immortal energy, and it slowly spread around.

Wang Lin was silent,

The sadness in his eyes became stronger, and he silently looked at the place where the old holy emperor's primordial spirit disappeared. After a long time, he sighed and glanced at the old holy emperor's body.

After losing the primordial spirit, the body immediately ignited flames, and finally turned into a burning stone statue, still retaining the face and movements of the old holy emperor before his death.

He looked to the right, always pointing at the center of his eyebrows, motionless.

Wang Lin took a few steps back, knelt on the stone, and kowtowed three times to the stone statue of the old holy emperor. He Wang Lin never worshiped the sky or kneeled down in his life, but the old holy emperor Suzaku in front of him was like Thanks to Wang Lin's three heads, at the moment when the old holy emperor died, almost all the elders of the entire Vermilion Bird Sect felt the sorrow in their hearts. They flew out of the planet silently, and knelt down one after another towards the place where the old holy emperor's body was. Down, tears flowed.

"Congratulations to the Holy Emperor, you old man all the way...go well...

"May the spirit of the Holy Emperor in heaven protect my Vermillion Bird Sect...

Gradually, not only them, but all the members of the Suzaku Sacred Clan felt the sorrow that filled the world. They knew that the old Sacred Emperor was gone...

The clansmen knelt down one by one, tears shed silently...

"Farewell to the Holy Emperor..." A voice from the bottom of my heart gradually came out from the cultivation stars, getting louder and louder.

Even the statues of Suzaku on the main stars of the Suzaku Sacred Sect let out mournful hisses at this moment...

A illusory Suzaku, showing old age and exhaustion, gradually flew out of the stone statue of the old holy emperor, flying farther and farther, and finally disappeared into the starry sky, turning into nothingness.

Once all-powerful, after the death of the White Tiger Sacred Emperor, the betrayal of the Xuanwu Sacred Emperor, and the disappearance of the Qinglong Sacred Emperor, the old Sacred Emperor Suzaku led the Four Sacred Sects through the crisis and survived countless thousands of years, and returned to the ruins.

At this moment, the elders of the Qinglong Sect, the White Tiger Sect, and the Xuanwu Sect all felt something in their hearts. They silently looked in the direction of the Suzaku Sect, and knelt down one by one. Similarly, the clansmen of these three sects also Then he bowed down.

A sad atmosphere enveloped the eastern part of the alliance...

The former glory has gone with the wind, and the pursuit without regret is only for the remembrance of the past. Today's Cangtian is lingering in the sad past, and will always be in the hearts of... all the clansmen.

After the death of the Old Holy Emperor Suzaku, Luo Tian called back all the monks in the alliance star field. Under the leadership of Yan Leizi and others, there was even the only member of the cultivation family who came from Luo Tian. , approaching Suzaku Star, the halls of Thunder Immortal Hall moved accordingly, surrounded by many monks, "exuding bursts of coercion.

Not only them, but the Corpse Yin Sect almost came out in full force, and headed straight for Suzaku Star. In its long line, coffins followed the corpse Yin Sect disciples away. From a distance, it seemed as if they were rushing to chase corpse coffins. .

The actions of the two forces immediately attracted the attention of all the forces in the alliance. Combined with the jade slips obtained before, all the forces in the alliance sent troops one after another after the secret talks. The entire alliance star field was full of wind and clouds, and there was a storm before dawn. The dark breath gradually shrouded it.

On the other hand, in the Four Sacred Sects in the eastern part of the Alliance Star Region, some elders also flew towards Suzaku Star with their clansmen, in order to cover up the Four Sacred Sects. At that time, in the Suzaku Holy Sect, a total of thirty-five elders from the other three Sects were recruited, and they formed a cross-legged formation with expressions full of dignity and anticipation.

They circled into a picture, each of them had a formation pattern under them, and in the middle of the thirty-five people, there was a circular formation with a size of ten feet. At this moment, the formation was empty. However, thirty-five branches spread out and connected with the formation under the thirty-five elders.

Around these thirty-five people, there are a large number of clansmen from the Four Sacred Sects, densely packed "No less than tens of thousands of them all sit cross-legged, and there is also a formation under them, connected with the formation of thirty-five elders.

These clansmen are waiting for orders. As long as they are ordered together, they will release the energy in their bodies regardless of anything, and pour in along the formation below them. At this moment, Wang Lin is walking slowly in the starry sky. Not long after, in the burning star field in front of him, there was a ring-shaped sea of ​​flames swirling like a storm, and Xu Liguo's roar could be heard from time to time.

"Xu Liguo..." Wang Lin stopped outside the flame storm, and there was a low shout. As soon as he said this, Xu Liguo's voice in the storm immediately stopped. At the same time, the flame storm in front of Wang Lin suddenly pushed towards both sides, gradually A huge gap was exposed, which ran through the inside and outside of the storm, and at a glance along the gap, one could clearly see the embarrassed figure of Xu Liguo.

Hearing Wang Lin's voice, Xu Liguo was stunned for a moment, subconsciously showing flattery, but he was immediately suppressed by him, but instead he suppressed his anger.

"You bastard who killed thousands of knives, finally remembered your grandpa Xu. I will never finish with you today." Under Xu Liguo's countless life and death crises in the past few years, he had to comprehend the ancient sword intent, and his cultivation level can be said to be He was advancing by leaps and bounds, and the ordinary Nirvana cultivator dared to let him fight with him.

At this moment, with anger, he rushed out, and his whole body immediately turned into a monstrous sword with a sharp length.

As soon as he charged, the flames in front of him immediately receded, causing Xu Liguo's sword to rush out along the crack, approaching Wang Lin in a blink of an eye.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. Without even looking at the great sword, he swung his right hand forward. Immediately, endless heaven and earth energy gathered in the starry sky, gathering in front of Wang Lin and following his swing. He rushed directly to the big sword.

There was a sudden booming sound, and the great sword immediately collapsed. Xu Liguo backed away with a look of horror, but he was not reconciled. He swayed in a low growl, and this time it turned into nine great swords, which intersected with each other to form a A sword formation, and a sword intent surged up into the sky, rushing towards Wang Lin again.

Wang Lin nodded slightly. The current appearance of Xu Liguo met his requirements. With a sway of his body, Wang Lin walked directly into the sword formation, raised his right hand and grabbed it at random, and immediately grabbed the blade of a big sword. .

With a firm pinch, there was a bang bang sound immediately, but the other eight swords all collapsed, but the sword intent on them did not dissipate, and turned into eight huge skulls, facing Wang Lin devoured.

"Something interesting." The lightning flashed in Wang Lin's right eye, and suddenly endless thunder roared out from outside his body, sweeping across the surroundings immediately, like ten thousand silver snakes swimming away, the eight skulls immediately screamed, and one after another Burst open.

Holding the big sword in his hand, Wang Lin exerted a little force with his right hand, and suddenly there was a rattling sound from the big sword, and Xu Liguo's panicked voice came out from within.

"Master, master, little Xu Zi was wrong, it wasn't intentional, it's just that it's been so many years since I've seen tall, mighty, handsome, unrestrained, wise and courageous, with extraordinary weapons, unparalleled in the world, unparalleled in the world, unparalleled in the past, and unprecedented in the future. Blooming talents, talented, talented, talented, rich, talented, and self-cultivated. The amiable and respectable master. The little one misses you very much... After so many years, master, you finally think of you, little Qianzi. I thought you didn't want me anymore, master, take it easy, take it easy Some..." Xu Liguo was timid by nature, and at the moment he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he panicked and shouted all the words he could think of in one breath. Wang Lin who was listening couldn't help being startled.

Xu Liguo once again felt the approach of death, and Wang Lin's right hand was like the way of heaven that could harvest his life. With just one more force, it would immediately crush him hiding in the sword.