Renegade Immortal

Chapter 1125

"I want to take away the body of the old Holy Emperor." Wang Lin said calmly.

Qinglong Shenghuang was silent for a moment, the coldness in his eyes seemed to be less, but soon, it returned to normal.

"I think he would prefer to be buried in the Four Saints."

"The old Sage Emperor has spent his entire life for the Four Sacred Sects. After his death, he should be liberated and I will take him away." Wang Lin's eyes showed persistence. With a flick of his right hand, the stone flew away.

Qinglong Shenghuang caught the stone, took a closer look, sighed softly, stopped talking, turned and walked to the distance, and the seven elders who followed him, one of the two Zhuque elders , turned to look at Wang Lin, opened his mouth to say something, at this moment, the Qinglong Sage Emperor looked back at him, the old man sighed and did not speak.

With the stone statue transformed from the old holy emperor's body, Wang Lin left, far away from the Four Holy Sects, and saw the crowd waiting outside.

The Four Sacred Schools seemed to have nothing to do with him from now on, but the hesitant look on the part of Elder Suzaku before he left was always reappearing in Wang Lin's mind. Known secrets.

Because, the things added by the old holy emperor back then, in addition to the ancient sacred artifacts, there are also the cloaks of the previous holy emperors and the tokens transformed by the holy spirit of the Vermilion Bird that represent their identities.

Qinglong Shenghuang didn't even mention these two things, if he said he had forgotten... Wang Lin didn't believe it. Similarly, only the Vermillion Bird Sacred Emperor knew about the Four Sacred Sects, and the Azure Dragon Sacred Emperor did not ask about the secret that caused the Cultivation Alliance and the Kunxu Realm to fight against it.

Until Wang Lin led the crowd away far away, within the Four Sacred Sect, in the main hall of the Qinglong Sacred Sect, the Qinglong Sacred Emperor sat wearily on a chair, and in front of him were the Immemorial Four Sacred Artifacts.

It's just that his eyes were not on the four holy artifacts, but he was looking outside the hall, and after a long time sighed, he withdrew his eyes and muttered to himself, saying words that no one could understand except him.

After sending away Datou and the others to the New Rain Realm, without any worries, Wang Lin floated peacefully in the starry sky, his eyes burst out with light like the sun, and a majestic aura emerged from his body, making Wang Lin's entire body People are surrounded by a sense of war.

"Tuosen, it's been more than a thousand years. We will finally fight!!" Wang Lin stepped forward in the starry sky like a rainbow. And go!

On Suzaku,

There are not many monks from all sides around, and most of them have rushed into the star and entered the land of the ancient gods. After they entered, all contact with the outside world was cut off. No one knew whether the monks who entered inside were safe or not.

The land of the ancient gods was originally a crack in space, and everything that happened inside would not cause any fluctuations outside.

The starry sky beyond Suzaku was distorted. Wang Lin walked out of it. Looking at Suzaku in the distance and the cultivators sitting cross-legged around him, Wang Lin was silent for a moment, and took another step forward.

When it appeared, it was on the periphery of Suzaku Star, above the Moon Star of that year.

Naturally, there are monks here, but with Wang Lin's cultivation level, no one found him. He found a hidden mountain peak, and Wang Lin escaped into it. After opening up a space, his right hand formed a sword and drew on the ground. A complex formation was formed.

This formation is the Qinglin Immortal Formation he learned when he fused with Immortal Emperor Qinglin, it can hide all auras, and will not let outsiders find out. After engraving the formation, Wang Lin took out the fairy jade and placed it around the formation, and sat cross-legged in the formation.

Put your hands in between the eyebrows, and immediately a strand of his soul parted, floating out from the center of the eyebrows.

"Concentrate on forming!" Wang Lin made a formula with both hands, and immediately made a few handprints. Suddenly, the primordial spirit scattered from the center of his eyebrows immediately turned into a wisp of blue smoke, circled around his body for a few times, and then floated to the front. , with a human form.

"Congeal into a solid body!" Wang Lin bit the tip of his tongue, and spewed out a mouthful of blood. Some of the little immortal power in his body merged into the blood, and fell directly on the primordial spirit.

Immediately, the primordial spirit flickered red, and some gravel on the ground around it suddenly trembled slightly, as if attracted by it, they immediately flew up and merged into the primordial spirit.

Gradually, it seemed as if a vortex had formed in the primordial spirit, attracting countless gravel particles, and they were continuously integrated into the primordial spirit. Slowly, the primordial spirit seemed to have a solidified form. The same Wang Lin appeared in front of him.

"The Immortal Emperor Qinglin's Immortal Concentration and Transformation Immortal Technique is really realistic!" Wang Lin closed his eyes, and with his cultivation base, he couldn't tell the truth of the soul-transformed body in front of him.

If it is only realistic, it is impossible to become Qinglin Immortal Technique. Apart from being difficult to distinguish between true and false, this technique also contains extremely strong supernatural powers. There is no difference, except in terms of time, with Wang Lin's primordial spirit, it can only last for ten days!

After ten days, this **** will collapse. Even if he dies prematurely, it will only cause minor injuries to the body and will not cause any impact.

At the same time, during these ten days, his body was unable to move and was in a deep sleep. Therefore, it must be used in conjunction with the formation to hide the breath.

Wang Lin crossed his legs and grabbed the void with his right hand, and immediately there was a crack in the storage in front of him, a silver light flashed, but the silver-clothed female corpse walked out, did not speak, and sat cross-legged with Wang Lin in the formation.

With formations hidden and female corpses guarding, Wang Lin pondered for a moment, and after arranging a few powerful restraints, he finally felt relieved, closed his eyes, and stopped breathing, even his heartbeat. Gradually disappear, like a dead man.

At the same time, at the moment when Wang Lin lost all breath and heartbeat, the body made of stones in front of him slowly opened his eyes.

After moving around for a while, Wang Lin glanced at himself and the silver-clothed female corpse in the formation. With a sway, he escaped directly from the mountain peak, blended into the space between the sky and the earth, and passed through the Suzaku All the monks outside the star, in the Suzaku star, condensed and transformed into figures.

When Wang Lin merged into the world and passed by the cultivators from Beyond Suzaku, four people opened their eyes from meditation, and they seemed to be aware of it, but they didn't interfere. After all, these days, there are often scattered old monsters coming from all directions Come here.

Among the cultivators who entered the Land of the Ancient Gods, there were few people who were more familiar with Suzaku Star than Wang Lin. After the figure transformed, he flew out without any pause and entered the Sea of ​​Demon Cultivation.

Along the way, he didn't use teleportation to quickly reach the land of the ancient gods, but slowly adapted to his body, and only after he was completely familiar with it did he speed up.

On the way, he passed the Fighting Evil Sect back then, and saw the big black dragon formation carved out of mountains. Wang Lin's figure paused for a moment, as if he had seen a woman, who recorded on each scale of the blue dragon The formation method is only to make a defensive jade slip.

Quietly looking at the blue dragon from thousands of years ago, although most of it has been damaged, it only has a slight dragon shape, here, there has long been no sect, but a desolate place.

Looking away, Wang Lin disappeared without a trace.

After passing through most of the Demon Cultivation Sea and entering the area of ​​the Land of the Ancient Gods, the place is quiet, without any monks, obviously they have already entered the Land of the Ancient Gods.

Without hesitation, Wang Lin stepped directly into the entrance of the ancient god that radiated light, and in an instant, that pitch-black nothingness appeared.

As soon as he came in, a strong smell of blood came over his face. There were countless gravels floating quietly around this nothingness. On it, there was a piece of blood, as if it was dyed red by blood.

There are even more corpses floating in the nothingness, including monks and beasts. A blue spider the size of a hundred feet, a giant python of a thousand feet, and many unknown beasts of different shapes, some of which look like dragons, but have wings, and groups of corpses of flying insects the size of arms, etc. wait.

There are still bursts of residual energy fluctuations, echoing in this nothingness. Obviously, there has been a shocking battle here before! Most of the corpses of those ferocious beasts were scorched by flames, some of them turned into ice crystal wood powder, and quite a few of them were pus, obviously poisoned.

The farther it flew forward, the more corpses there would be, the more intense the bloody smell, and the ways of death became more diverse. One of the giant pythons was obviously pierced by Wan Jian and fell on a piece of gravel, but opened its eyes. With the eyes open, there are still fierce flames lingering.

In the end, the whole body could hardly be seen, but the broken limbs and arms...

Even Wang Lin, who was used to seeing life and death, constricted his pupils a few times when he saw this scene, but he didn't stop, and continued to move forward, flying towards another entrance of nothingness in his memory.

As he was flying, suddenly a chill came over him. Wang Lin paused and turned around slowly to look to the right. He saw a huge cone-shaped stone with many incomplete pieces on his right, thousands of feet away. There are monks and fierce beasts.

On the edge of this stone block, there is a black awn. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the black awn clearly in this pitch-black nothingness.

In the black light, there is a strong man squatting, but this strong man is completely naked and has black hair. He looks like a savage, but if he sees his head, no monk will regard this strong man as a human being. !

From his neck, there are more than a dozen branches, and each branch has a head. At this moment, these heads are hanging down, chewing on the ground.

"Crack, creak..." In this quiet nothingness, the voice was very slight, and it was easy to ignore, but when Wang Lin's eyes fell on the strange person on the stone, the voice was still in his ears. The sides grew bigger.

Gradually, Wang Lin saw the source of the sound clearly. The many heads of the strong man were scrambling to eat the body of a fierce beast. Even the bones seemed to be crushed and swallowed.

The moment Wang Lin saw this strong man, it also noticed Wang Lin. More than a dozen heads slowly raised up and looked at Wang Lin one after another. The mouth of each head was covered with blood. chewing...