Renegade Immortal

Five tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the back of the petrified Xuanwu where Wang Lin's fists landed. The cracks spread to the surroundings with the crackling sound and branched out into many branches.

But at this moment, a stream of gray gas spurted out directly from the crack. This gray gas was filled with the aura of death. The moment it spurted out, it went straight to Wang Lin and rolled around his body.

The force of its spray was extremely strong, roaring like a storm, and directly touched Wang Lin's body. However, Wang Lin had already taken precautions. The moment the gray gas spurted out, his body immediately retreated.

At this moment, a ray of gray energy separated, and followed Xuanwu's huge body, heading straight towards the cross-legged Xuanwu Holy Emperor on his head.

The gray energy was so fast that it poured into the Xuanwu Holy Emperor's body in the blink of an eye, making the man tremble as if he was about to be resurrected. An extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted from the body of the Xuanwu Holy Emperor, and there seemed to be a faint roar! This scene, if it were any other monks, might have been caught off guard due to lack of experience and errors in judgment, making it difficult to stop it.

But Wang Lin has killed all his life and has become a monster in his mind. The moment he saw the Xuanwu Holy Emperor, he was prepared in his heart. At this moment, without thinking, when the Xuanwu Holy Emperor absorbed the gray energy and seemed to be resurrected, he was When he stepped back, he raised his right hand and waved it forward, and a flash of blood shot up into the sky.

But the blood sword flashed out directly, with the momentum and speed that was enough to break through the void, it screamed and approached the Xuanwu Holy Emperor, and passed by his neck in a flash.

There is no blood, a head is directly blown by the wind brought by the blood sword, and is separated from the body. He even cut off the sharp thorn that penetrated his body and emerged three inches from the head of the heavenly spirit!

The gray energy that poured into Xuanwu Holy Emperor's body was released in large quantities from the wound on his neck the moment his head was cut off. The faint roar before immediately turned into a shrill roar, and as the gray energy spurted out The more you give out, the weaker you will become quickly.

Because of this unexpected appearance, the body of the Xuanwu Holy Emperor shivered and withered under the spray of a large amount of gray gas, and finally collapsed.

A crisis was resolved decisively by Wang Lin!

As he retreated, the flesh-and-blood knife behind Wang Lin whizzed closer again, and the wails emanating from it seemed to devour Wang Lin. The moment it fell, Wang Lin turned around suddenly, his eyes filled with madness and wisdom at the same time. , he raised his right hand and punched the giant knife hard.

With a bang, Wang Lin stepped back several feet. When the giant sword shook, thousands of souls inside it screamed and collapsed, and the size of the giant sword changed slightly.

As soon as Wang Lin retreated, he rushed out again.

The right fist was waved, and the flesh-and-blood knife was continuously bombarded in the seven-color world, with loud noises. The flesh-and-blood knife was shaken higher and higher, and its size was rapidly reduced.

Finally, with a roar from Wang Lin, the flesh-and-blood sword collapsed with one punch! The knife was torn into pieces, and all the flesh and blood inside it turned into ashes!

All of this was extremely fast and seemed simple, but in fact, every punch involved all of Wang Lin's power. At this moment, the repulsive force in his body was already reaching the sky, and every pore of his body was shaken by the severe pain. There was blood secreted out.

But he ignored all this at all. After smashing the flesh and blood knife, Wang Lin turned around suddenly, with determination and firmness, he rose to the limit and rushed downwards quickly!

With the power of ascending into the sky, Wang Lin rushed straight towards the cracked petrified basalt back like a meteor!

"Broken! Broken! Broken!" Wang Jing's low roar filled the air. His speed was so fast that he set off a thunderous roar. With a bang, his fists landed on the back of Xuanwu.

The huge petrified basalt body shook, and the cracks on its back suddenly seemed to be torn apart, with large-scale fractures appearing, and some places even collapsed.

Wang Lin's eyes were red, and the only thought in his mind was to smash the Xuanwu so that it could not suppress the soul of Qingshui. After one punch failed to succeed, he punched again!

Punch after punch! !

Looking from a distance, Wang Lin on Xuanwu's back waved his fist and smashed it wildly. Every time the fist fell, Xuanwu was shaken. There were more cracks in the back and the collapse was bigger!

Even within Wang Lin's fist, as it fell, golden light filled the air, and flames and thunder intertwined, making its destructive power even more intense. In an instant, Wang Lin had already punched no less than hundreds of times, and his body sprayed out blood mist. , the repulsive force in the body burst out in full force.

The severe pain in his body was turned into a wave of madness by Wang Lin at this moment, and a wave of determination to rescue Qing Shui! There are only a few people in this world who can make Wang Lin achieve this level, and Qing Shui is one of them! As hundreds of punches fell, most of Xuanwu's back had collapsed, but it was still not completely broken. The veins on Wang Lin's face bulged, and he rolled up and flew thousands of feet into the air. He raised his right hand and pointed at the sky. .

"Serving Spirit Seal!"

As soon as the sky darkened, a huge golden palm print appeared. Ripples around the palm print covered the sky. As Wang Lin's right hand fell, the palm print directly penetrated his body and descended towards the back of Xuanwu below!

After Wang Lin's palm print, he fell down at the same time. His right hand became a palm, and his whole body was filled with golden light. From a distance, he looked like a fairy. Amidst his roar, he ran straight down!

Rising with a roar, the huge palm print formed by the battle spirit seal suddenly fell on Xuanwu's back. Xuanwu's body shook violently, and a palm print-shaped depression immediately appeared on his back, and the edges were all shattered!

At the same time, Wang Lin's right palm followed the spirit seal and pressed on the collapsed Xuanwu's back. With this press, the Xuanwu's back burst out with an extreme force, and all the armor on it exploded. All the pieces shattered, and with a bang, they quickly rolled back around!

Xuanwu, collapse! A hunchback of sad soul floated out of the collapsed Xuanwu body and headed straight for the clear water.

At the moment of its collapse, the one hundred thousand sharp thorns on its back, including the one wrapped around Qingshui, were all broken apart. Except for the Qingshui one that lifted into the air, the other nearly one hundred thousand sharp thorns roared at the same time. But in the midst of the collapse, Wang Lin was attacked from all directions.

After the collapse, these nearly 100,000 sharp thorns were no longer mountain-shaped, but like needles. Their speed was too fast, giving Wang Lin no chance to dodge. They approached in an instant and stabbed directly into Wang Lin's body. Location!

Severe pain rolled like a tide, and a sharp thorn penetrated Wang Lin's chest. In an instant, more sharp thorns came crazily. In just a few breaths, Wang Jing's figure was already wrapped by those hundreds of thousands of sharp thorns. Look, Gone.

All that can be seen is a huge spiked ball!

The lingering sound gradually dissipated. The colorful world, under the continuous roar before, slowly became silent. The Hundred Thousand Mountains disappeared. Only the place where the clear water was was floating in the air, shrouded by colorful clouds and mist. It was gone. sound.

In that mountainous area, there were huge stone balls floating in the sky, covered with sharp thorns.

On the ground, Xuanwu, whose back collapsed but still raised his head, seemed to be silently looking into the distance, motionless. Inside his broken carapace, there was a piece of petrified debris, and there was a faint gray air floating around.

But deep in its back, there is a broken gray crystal, which emits a faint light, flickering.

Everything in this colorful world seems to have calmed down, but after half a stick of incense, the huge floating thorn ball suddenly shook, and a banging sound came from inside, as if someone was waving his fist inside, trying to Open this spiked ball!

The banging sound became more and more intense, and finally almost became one, breaking the quiet colorful world. After a moment, with a bang, the huge spiked ball collapsed directly in one position, and a fist emitting golden light suddenly collapsed. Reach out!

The fist was trembling and dripping with blood. There were countless severed sharp thorns penetrating deeply into it. A roaring roar quickly came out from the gap and enveloped the surroundings! Under this roar, another fist stretched out from the gap. The same trembled and the same blood filled the air. The two fists slowly loosened and grabbed the edges on both sides of the gap. At the moment when the roar became even more crazy, the two fists He ripped it apart with one hand!

With a click, the huge thorn ball was suddenly torn open with a crack, revealing a figure whose whole body and even his hair were stained with blood.

Countless sharp thorns penetrated almost every part of the figure's body. Even the eyes were penetrated by several sharp thorns. A thick gasp came from the figure's mouth, turning into a stream of white air. spray.

He seemed to be resting to regain his strength. After ten breaths, he raised his right hand, slowly grasped the sharp thorn that pierced his eyes, and yanked it outward, closing his eyes with blood and tears.

After a long time, he opened his eyes suddenly, roared in his mouth, grabbed the thorn ball in front of him with both hands and tore it outwards with great force. With a bang, he completely broke the thorn ball apart.

Inside the thorn ball, countless sharp thorns were connected to the body of the figure. As it was opened, some of those sharp thorns were pulled out, and blood sprayed out.

But more sharp thorns were broken and remained in Wang Lin's body.

"Senior Brother Qingshui, I'm here to save you." After the roar dissipated, a weak voice came from Wang Lin's mouth. He took a step forward and walked out of the spiked ball, but the step he took was... The pain in his body was almost unbearable, and his body was penetrated by tens of thousands of sharp thorns.

With every step he took, blood would be left along those sharp thorns. Wang Lin's body slowly shrank from a thousand feet back to normal. In the process, many of the sharp thorns on his body collapsed and shattered. , but the sashimi left in his body was as if it had grown in Wang Lin's flesh and could not be taken out.

"Brother, I'm here..." Wang Lin walked into the colorful clouds. His vision was blurry, but he could still vaguely see Qing Shui in front of him, his head lowered, his face covered by messy hair, and his body trembling.

With the blood constantly flowing down, Wang Lin walked slowly, and when he was seven feet away from Qing Shui, he raised his right hand and grabbed the first sharp thorn on Qing Shui's chest. After taking a deep breath, he pulled it out suddenly. !

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