Renegade Immortal

The heaven and earth were trembling, and the huge transformed staircase seemed to lead to the end of the sky. Wang Lin, standing on the first step above, looked like a fairy, with his white hair flowing, and he seemed to have an indescribable elegance. .

He lowered his head, his eyes seemed to sweep across the earth, and finally landed on Yanluan's mountain peak, the female disciple who had been replaced by Yanluan's spiritual consciousness. When he looked at it, the female disciple's body suddenly trembled, and there was a look of disbelief in her eyes. , when Wang Lin looked at her, Yan Luan had the illusion that his consciousness was about to be blasted out of the female disciple's body.

It seemed that as long as Wang Lin's gaze stayed for a moment longer, her consciousness would be blasted away.

She had never felt this kind of feeling before. Even though the young ancestor could do this, the momentum made Yan Luan feel different.

At this moment, when Yan Luan looked at him, it seemed that Wang Lin was no longer the Wang Lin she had seen before!

This illusion was very strange. It was clearly the same person, but it gave her two completely different shocks.

It was not just him who was equally shocked. All the monks in the Great Soul Gate at this moment. Anyone who looked at Wang Lin's eyes, their minds were pounding, and their bodies were trembling and they all retreated. They all felt as if their souls were about to leave. Sheath, the shocking feeling of the soul being blasted out of the body.

Regardless of their cultivation level, whether they are the lowest disciples or the elders with advanced cultivation levels, even the few old monsters who walked out of the mountain of retreat, their hearts roared in the same moment, and their souls seemed to be separated from their bodies.

All of this is because of Wang Lin’s terrifying gaze!

There is also the Qingniu Ancestor in the Qingtian Peak Cave. After Wang Lin glanced at Yan Luan, he turned his head and looked directly here. At this glance, the Qingniu Ancestor seemed to be looking at him. The ancestor's complexion changed drastically, and his body suddenly trembled." Immediately behind him, a ball of green energy filled the air, transforming into his true form.

Wang Lin's eyes quickly dispersed, but the Qingniu Ancestor felt that his heart was shaken, and his eyes were filled with shock. That gaze was "merciless, indifferent, and even more so as if everything in the world was at its feet and needed to be worshiped forward!"

Ancestor Qingniu has never been to the imperial city of the ancient Dao lineage. He has never seen the huge city floating in mid-air, the statue of the ancient ancestor that almost reaches the sky. If he had seen it, then he would definitely have an extremely strong feeling. Familiar feeling.

The phantom of Wang Linpang in the sky at this moment is strikingly similar to the aura of the ancient ancestor who looked down upon the world, but they are different in details!

"This...this...what happened to him? This person...this person is definitely not Wang Lin, who is he!!" The ancestor of Qingniu looked pale and walked out of the cave with a bang. Standing in mid-air," his expression was extremely solemn.

The huge phantom of Wang Lin in the sky withdrew his gaze towards the earth and closed his eyes. The ancestor of Qingniu did not understand Wang Lin’s secrets. He did not know that the person who appeared at this moment was also Wang Lin. It's just that "that amazing momentum comes from its clone!"

The moment Wang Lin closed his eyes, he raised his steps, with a calm expression, and took a step calmly. When this step fell, the sky and the earth roared, but the shadow of the huge staircase flickered even more, as if Wang Lin could not bear it. Lin's step is the same.

It was as if Wang Lin's "step" came from the distant void. Not to mention the Soul Hiding Pavilion, not even the Great Soul Sect, or even Niuzhou today, could not withstand this step!

During the roar, Wang Lin took another step. He didn't pause at all, but he didn't feel anxious either. Instead, he was quite calm, as if he were stepping on his own attic, and slowly walked up the stairs.

The third step, the fourth step, the fifth step... Under the silent gazes of all the people from the Great Soul Sect around them, they saw Wang Lin walking fifteen steps with his eyes closed!

He walked through fifteen steps without any stagnation, as if the restrictions on the steps were insignificant to him.

This scene made the disciples in the Great Soul Sect look pale, made all the old monsters look shocked, and made the Qingniu Ancestor take a breath!

What's more, Yan Luan's spiritual consciousness on the female disciple shook violently and seemed to be scattered. She clenched her fists and dug her nails into her flesh, dripping blood!

The sky and the earth roared. Wang Lin, who had his eyes closed, raised his steps and walked up the sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth steps. His eyes suddenly opened.

A pressure of heaven and earth emanated from his eyes, covering the earth below. Everyone who saw it lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to look. The female disciple where Yan Luan's consciousness was located was trembling even more. Yan Luan's spiritual consciousness within it seemed to be driven away.

"Yan Luan, I win!" A calm voice echoed around the world. Wang Lin took the last step, stepping on the nineteenth step and entering the eighth floor of Zi Zanghun Pavilion!

The moment his words came out, the female disciple where Yan Luan's spiritual consciousness was located was shaken violently, and her spiritual consciousness suddenly dissipated in her body. The female disciple took a few steps back, confusion in her eyes.

At this moment, the entire Great Soul Sect fell into deathly silence... But soon, there was a roaring heat and a roar.

"He succeeded!!"

"After breaking through the seventh and eighth floors, Elder Wang actually entered the eighth floor!", "His eyes are so terrifying, I have never seen such eyes on any monk!", Inside Qingtian Peak, Ancestor Qingniu looked at the huge shadow slowly disappearing in the sky, his expression changing unsteadily and showing complexity.

In the Soul Hiding Pavilion, Yan Luan, who was on the sixth floor, lost all color in her face instantly. She trembled and remained silent at the entrance to the seventh floor.

The gourd in her hand seemed to be surrounded by a strong force at this moment, trying to take it away. But at this moment, Yan Luan bit his silver teeth, shook his palm fiercely, and grabbed the gourd with great force. in hand.

"Well? Do you want to regret it?" The moment Yan Luan held the gourd, Wang Lin's voice came out loudly from the eighth floor. At the same time, the sound of footsteps stepping on the steps came from above Yan Luan. Suddenly.

But the moment Wang Lin entered the eighth floor, he turned around and walked downwards. As long as this Soul Hiding Pavilion successfully entered the seventh or eighth floor once, no matter whether it was up or down the second time, there would be no changes in the Great Soul Gate. Outsiders could not know this scene, but Yan Luan had the illusion that there was a supreme immortal walking towards her from the eighth level.

Creaking footsteps rippled through the Soul Hiding Pavilion. Wang Lin's feet slowly walked on the steps, heading down step by step. Soon, he reached the seventh floor.

"Now that I have made a bet, I have to regret it. Yan Luan, this bet was not proposed by Wang, but by you!" Wang Lin's voice was calm, without the slightest fluctuation, and came down from the seventh floor of the Soul Hiding Pavilion. into Yan Luan's ears.

With the pupils of his eyes constricted, Yan Luan saw Wang Lin's right foot falling at the end of the stairs leading to the seventh floor. From her position, she could only see her right foot, but not Wang Lin's body. The moment Wang Lin's footsteps fell, Yan Luan felt as if he was in heaven and earth, facing the vast sun. the illusion.

"Are you sure you want to regret it?" Wang Lin walked down the steps slowly, his voice containing a majesty like the power of heaven. This majesty seemed to be above the restrictions of the Soul Hidden Pavilion and beyond the laws of the Immortal Gang. , descended into this great soul gate.

As Wang Lin continued to walk flat, his legs and body slowly appeared in Yan Luan's eyes.

"Are you sure? Answer me!" On the ninth step, Wang Lin fell down in one step, revealing his complete body. His words were calm, but like thunder, making Yan Luan's face pale and he retreated several steps in a row.

There was panic in her eyes. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten her own cultivation. She even felt like an ant in front of Wang Lin. Wang Lin at this moment, in her eyes, was not Wang Lin! !

"Who are you!!" Yan Luan's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was almost hoarse.

At this moment, Wang Lin was using his avatar's aura to suppress Yan Luan. After completely calming his mind, he left a crack in his heart, allowing him to feel a sense of fear when he encountered him in the future. psychology.

In this way, this woman will no longer pose any threat to him in the future!

There is no deep hatred between each other, and Wang Lin is not trying to destroy her Taoism. This woman will practice as usual in the future, but she will be terrified of Wang Lin and will not dare to fight against him!

"Bring it here!" Wang Lin stepped down, took two steps again, and raised his right hand casually.

But Yan Luan felt that Wang Lin's two fallen steps were like a shock to her mind, giving her the illusion that the world was collapsing and she was completely suppressed. It seemed that if she didn't follow Wang Lin's words and hand over her Gourd, she will be squeezed by heaven and earth and die!

While trembling, the light in Yan Luan's eyes seemed to have faded. She could not bear the pressure from her mind. At this moment, the aura of Wang Lin caused an unprecedented fear in her heart.

Her right hand slowly let go, and the gourd inside it flew towards Wang Lin and landed in Wang Lin's palm.

Wang Lin's eyes looked calm, but in fact they were flashing with light. This was the first time he had fully mobilized his clone's aura, and the first time he had used it to suppress an opponent. The power of this aura frightened him.

Holding the gourd in his hand, Wang Lin turned around and walked down the stairs step by step towards the seventh and eighth floors. He still had to choose magical powers!

It wasn't until Wang Lin left and disappeared from Yan Luan's eyes that the aura that frightened her slowly dissipated. Yan Luan's body softened and she stepped back to count her concubines. Her heart was bitter and her expression was complicated.

On the eighth floor, Wang Lin slowly walked up. The ground here was full of dust, as if no one had been here for a long time. This floor was not big, with nine inches of soul floating in it, emitting a soft light.

These nine souls contain nine extremely powerful Taoist and magical powers of the Great Soul Sect. Any one of them can destroy the world! ! ~!