Chapter 1836: Clan suppression!!

The world was shaking, and the huge staircase transformed was like leading to the end of the sky. Wang Lin, who stood on the first step above, was like a fairy god, with white hair fluttering, and looked indescribable.

He lowered his head, his eyes seemed to sweep across the earth, and finally landed on Yan Luan's mountain peak, the female disciple who was replaced by Yan Luan's spiritual consciousness. After a glance, the female disciple's body suddenly trembled, and there was an incredible look in his eyes. In Wang Lin's gaze, Yan Luan had an illusion that the physical consciousness seemed to be about to be bombarded out of the female disciple's body.

It seems that as long as Wang Lin's eyes stay for a moment, her spiritual consciousness will be blown away.

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

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 is very strange. He is clearly a person, but it gives her two completely different shocks.

It was not only him, but also that in the Great Soul Sect, all the monks, who were looking at Wang Lin's eyes, all the minds thundered and retreated in trembling. They all had the horror of the soul being about to be unsheathed and their souls were bombarded out of their bodies.

Regardless of cultivation, whether it is the lowest level disciple or the elder with high cultivation, even the old monsters who walked out of the retreating mountain peaks, their minds roared in an instant, and their souls seemed to be separated from their bodies.

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

There was also the Qingniu Ancestor in the Qingtian Peak Cave. Wang Lin's eyes swept over Yan Luan and turned his head to look here directly. After seeing this, the Qingniu Ancestor's eyes seemed to be facing him. The Qingniu Ancestor's expression changed drastically, and his body suddenly trembled. A green aura immediately spread behind him, turning into his original body.

Wang Lin's eyes quickly dissipated, but when the Qingniu Ancestor felt, his mind was shocked and his eyes were filled with shock. The eyes were ruthless and indifferent, and there was also a feeling that everything in the world was at his feet and needed to worship him forward!

The Qingniu Ancestor did not go to the imperial city of the ancient Taoist lineage. He had never seen the huge city floating in the air, the statue of the ancient ancestor that was almost supporting the sky. If he had seen it, he would definitely feel extremely familiar.

It is similar to the huge phantom of Wang Lin transforming into the sky at this moment, and it is surprisingly similar to the ancient ancestor's aura of looking down on the world, but in terms of details, it is different!

"This...this...this...this person...this person is definitely not Wang Lin, who is he!!" The old ancestor Qingniu looked pale, and his body swayed and walked out of the cave with a bang, standing in the air, with a very solemn expression.

The huge phantom of Wang Lin in the sky withdrew his gaze toward the earth and closed his eyes. The Qingniu Ancestor did not understand Wang Lin's secret. He didn't know that the person who appeared at this moment was also Wang Lin, but that amazing momentum came from his clone!

The moment Wang Lin closed his eyes, he raised his steps, his expression calmly, and he took a calm step. When this step fell, the sky and the earth burst, but the huge staircase phantom shook even more, as if he could not bear Wang Lin's step.

It seemed as if Wang Lin's step was coming from the distant nothingness. Not to mention the Soul-Cannouncement Pavilion, even the Great Soul Sect, and even the entire Tianniuzhou, could not bear this step!

With the roar, Wang Lin took another step. His steps did not pause at all, but he did not feel anxious. Instead, he was quite calm, as if he was stepping on his attic, slowly walking up the stairs.

The third step, the fourth step, the fifth step... As all the people from the Great Soul Sect around were staring silently, they saw Wang Lin closing his eyes and walking fifteen steps!

After walking through fifteen steps, there was no stagnation at all, as if the restriction on the ladder was really insignificant to him.

This scene made the disciples in the Great Soul Sect pale faces, shocking all the old monsters' eyes, and making the Qingniu Ancestor gasp!

Even Yan Luan's spiritual sense on the female disciple was shaking, as if it was about to dissipate. She clenched her fists, her nails penetrated deep into the flesh, and blood dripped down!

The sky and the earth roared, and Wang Lin, with his eyes closed, raised his footsteps and walked up to the sixteenth step, the seventeenth step, and the eighteenth step, his eyes suddenly opened.

A pressure from heaven and earth spread out from his eyes and covered the earth below. Everyone who saw it subconsciously lowered their heads and did not dare to look at it. The female disciple where the Yan Luan's spiritual consciousness was even trembling, and the Yan Luan's spiritual consciousness seemed to be dispelled.

"Yan Luan, I won!" A calm voice turned around the world, Wang Lin took the last step, stepped on the 19th step, and entered the Soul-Cannounced Pavilion, the eighth floor!

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

Even more at this moment, the entire Great Soul Sect was silent... but soon, a huge uproar broke out and roared.

"He... succeeded!!"

"Traveling seven or eight levels in a row, this elder Wang actually entered the eighth level!"

"His eyes are so terrible. I have never seen such eyes in any monk!"

In the Qingtian Peak, the Qingniu Ancestor looked at the huge phantom that slowly disappeared in the sky, his expression changing unstablely, revealing complexity.

In the Soul-Hidden Pavilion, Yan Luan's face in the sixth floor instantly lost her blood. Her body trembled, and she was silent at the entrance to the seventh floor.

The gourd in her hand seemed to be lingering with force at this moment, wanting to take it away, but at this moment, Yan Luan bit her silver teeth, shook her palm hard, and grabbed the gourd vigorously in her hand.

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

However, Wang Lin turned around and walked down the moment he entered the eighth floor. As long as the Soul Gathering Pavilion successfully entered the seventh and eighth floors, the second time no matter whether it was up or down, there would be no heavenly changes in the Great Soul Sect. No one could know this scene, but Yan Luan had the illusion that he seemed to have a supreme immortal walking towards her from the eighth floor.

The creaking and creaking footsteps were rising and falling in the Soul-Hanging Pavilion. Wang Lin's feet slowly walked on the steps and walked step by step below. Soon, he walked to the seventh floor.

"Since you have been gambled, you have to go back on your word, Yan Luan, this bet was not proposed by Wang, you brought it up by yourself!" Wang Lin's voice was calm, without any fluctuations, passed down from the seventh floor of the Soul-Travel Pavilion and fell into Yan Luan's ears.

As his eyes contracted, Yan Luan saw Wang Lin's right foot at the end of the stairs leading to the seventh floor. At her position, she could only see this right foot, but could not see Wang Lin's body. The moment Wang Lin's footsteps fell, Yan Luan had the illusion that it seemed as if she was in heaven and earth, facing the vast sun.

"Are you sure you want to regret it?" Wang Lin slowly walked down the steps, his voice contained a majesty like heavenly power. This majesty seemed to be above the prohibitions of the Soul Gathering Pavilion, and as if it had surpassed the Immortal Gang Law, it descended into the Great Soul Gate.

As Wang Lin kept walking down, 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 roar, making Yan Luan pale and withdraw several steps in a row.

Her eyes showed panic. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten her cultivation level, and even felt like an ant in front of Wang Lin. At this moment, Wang Lin 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 suppressing Yan Luan with his clone's aura and completely calming his mind. He left a crack in his heart, allowing him to meet himself in the future and develop a fearful mentality.

In this way, this woman will not have any threat to him in the future!

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

"Give it!" Wang Lin's steps fell, stepped out two steps again, and raised his right hand casually.

But Yan Luan felt that Wang Lin's two steps were like a bombardment in her mind, giving her the illusion that the world collapsed and completely suppressed. It seemed that if she did not hand over the gourd in her hand according to Wang Lin's words, she would be squeezed and killed by the world!

As she trembled, the light in Yan Luan's eyes seemed to be dissipated. She could not bear the pressure from her mind. At this moment, the momentum in Wang Lin made her heart feel fear that she had never felt before.

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

Wang Lin's eyes seemed calm, but in fact there was a flash of light. This was the first time he had completely mobilized his clone's aura and used it to suppress the other party. The power of this momentum made him also shocked.

Holding the gourd in his hand, Wang Lin turned around, followed the stairs step by step towards the seventh and eighth floors, and he also had to choose magical powers!

It was not until Wang Lin left that his figure disappeared into Yan Luan's eyes, and the aura that made her fear slowly dissipated. Yan Luan's body softened, she took a few steps back, her heart was bitter and her expression was complicated.

On the eighth floor, Wang Lin slowly walked up. The ground here was covered with dust, as if no one had arrived for a long time. This floor was not big, with nine seven-inch soul bodies floating, emitting a soft light.
Chapter completed!