Chapter 2028: A rage from the cap! (7)

In this ancient imperial palace, Wang Lin walked all the way to the hall, surrounded by thousands of people, the sigh of his master Xuan Luo in the sky, and the first few breaths that came into his ears were far beyond this ancient imperial city, inside a bare mountain peak.

The inside of the mountain was completely hollowed out, but even the spiritual consciousness of the Great Heavenly Lord could not see any clues outside. There was a huge formation in this empty mountain. This formation was extremely complicated, and it felt like it was dizzy when you saw it.

The formation emitted a white light, flashing constantly, full of a strange feeling. In the center of the formation, a blurred figure sat cross-legged. The figure was surrounded by colorful light, and the hands cross-legged kept pinching, and sometimes hitting the formation.

Just as the colorful figure mark continued to fall, a phantom immediately appeared in the huge formation. The phantom was the miniature scene of the entire Dao Ancient Palace.

Spreading on the formation, the shrinking palace had countless black and white light spots. The black light spots were about tens of thousands, but compared to the white ones, they were still much inferior. The white light spots almost occupy the entire palace miniature and are still increasing.

Especially between the square hall, nearly a thousand white light spots were densely packed. Surrounded by them, the only red light spot was actually the one that was surrounded by blood. The light spot was lingering in blood and was still there at this moment.

"Black represents the dead, white represents the vitality... This red... is Wang Lin... Wang Lin, we meet again!" The blurred figure filled with colorful lights, a hoarse voice with a chuckling sound came out.

"I pulled out her...the remnant soul and gave it to this ancient emperor. As expected, this person looked for a body that could melt the soul and wanted to be named as the queen...

And you, as I expected, came to the Dao Ancient Palace... Kill, the more you kill, the greater the benefits you will be for me!" The colorful blurred figure seemed to smile, but when he said the word "remnant soul", his voice trembled faintly, but he instantly returned to normal. As his right hand raised, a white light flashed, and when his right hand raised, a black light filled the sky. After these two lights appeared, the seven colors outside the person's body suddenly became nine colors!

At the same time, a gray air appeared out of thin air, lingering outside the nine-colored figures, blending into the nine-colored figures, making the light colorful!!

"This gray body condensed from the cave world has now become a big one..." The vague figure murmured, hoarse and vicissitudes of life.

The gray gas was the result of the faint light that even Xuanluo Heavenly Lord had never discovered when Wang Lin from the cave world left!!

"It's a pity that I am limited to... and can only absorb the dead energy from Wang Lin's lifelong killing. Otherwise, if I take action, I can complete the required amount of dead energy in a very short time, and that's enough..." The figure said twice, as if he was afraid of what was limited and what purpose he could achieve after he was enough to achieve. Even he himself was very afraid of, and he didn't even want to say clearly.

"I was very satisfied with the killing of Wang Lin in the cave world, but after coming to this Xiangang Continent, I killed very few in the immortal tribe. If it weren't for this, the number I needed would be completed faster, so I would not need to use this ancient lineage's last move... Fortunately, I was very prepared back then and took out her...remaining soul in advance." When the vague figure said the word "her" again, his voice also trembled and he fell silent.

After a long time, the blurred figure flashed with cold light on his eyes.

"Since I have chosen to do this, I don't need to be afraid. At worst, I will be wiped out. But once I succeed..." The vague figure shook excitedly.

"I have been preparing for so many years, and I will never fail! I will draw the palace undead first!" The blurry figure suddenly raised his right hand and pointed to the huge formation on the ground. The palace's miniature was pointed.

With this finger, all the black dots immediately trembled, as if they were about to be absorbed by this formation. In an instant, the fading black dots seemed to be shrouded by a force and bounced outward. In an instant, they condensed from the fading again, and could not be absorbed by this formation.

"They..." The figure, shrouded in ten colors, changed his expression immediately, and he was surprised.

At this moment, in the ancient imperial city, above the imperial palace hall square, Wang Lin suddenly stopped with the sigh from the sky. He seemed to have forgotten that he was in a crisis, that the thirty-six evil spirits around him were coming quickly, and that the ancient emperor in the hall thousands of feet away were missing.

The red light in Wang Lin's eyes gradually dissipated, and his madness and hideous expression gradually faded away in front of the familiar figure walking in the sky, and was replaced by bitterness.

He knew that the master would definitely come, and he knew that the master would definitely stop him, so when he came to this ancient imperial palace, he did not give any explanation. Instead, he used the fastest time to kill the ancient imperial emperor before Xuanluo came and took Li Muwan away.

Wang Lin had already seen the thoughts and behaviors of the ancient emperor, in the deduction of the jade slip left by the ancestor of the Great Soul Sect, and he even heard the ancient emperor's contempt in front of the bed.

Combining these, when he first came to the palace, the ancient emperor asked Song Zhi to come forward and asked Song to have a toast. These behaviors were abnormal to Wang Lin at that time. How could the ancient emperor could not see that the ancient emperor could not see it? He did this just immersed in the pleasure of controlling a pair of Taoist couples.

So, after Wang Lin understood all this, he let out that shocking roar. He wanted to kill Ye Dao and kill this ancient emperor!

He also considered hiding this anger, calmly re-entering the palace and taking Song Zhi away, but the dragon has the opposite scale. If he can still bear it when touching it, can it still be called the opposite scale?

And in front of the three tribes, taking advantage of the emperor's unpreparedness, this behavior seems correct, but in fact, it is more than several times more serious now! This is assassination! With his identity, even if he breaks into the palace, he can be regarded as a terrible anger and rushes his rationality.

But if he sneaks into assassination and can do this, it means that he is very calm. Under his calm thoughts, the harm he will do to Xuan Luo will never be compensated. Wang Lin understands the cause and effect before and after, so he will not make up for it.

Wang Lin would not choose such behavior. He wanted to take Wan'er's remnant soul away, kill this ancient emperor, and walk over with dignified manner. The only thing he had to consider was his master's feelings...

"Master..." Wang Lin clasped his fists and bowed deeply to the person who came from the sky. He did not get up, but kept bowing like this, even if the thirty-six evil spirits around him took this opportunity and came quickly with murderous intent, and he was about to approach Wang Lin.

In the sky, Xuan Luo's figure walked out. He looked at Wang Lin, and his face seemed to have grown a lot aged suddenly. He raised his right hand and waved his sudden wave towards the earth below.

With this wave, the thirty-six evil spirits spewed out blood, their bodies rolled back, and then retreated. Except for them, all the Taoist ancient tribes around Wang Lin were swept by the strong wind and retreated one by one, leaving Wang Lin with only him within a thousand feet of his surroundings, without moving.

"Xuan Zun, Wang Lin broke into the palace and was about to steal my queen. He was so rebellious that he was a disciple of Xuan Zun, and he still looked for Xuan..." After seeing Xuan Luo appear, the ancient emperor's eyes flashed, and he sneered in his heart and took a few steps forward, and immediately spoke.

But before he could finish his words, Xuan Luo in the sky turned around suddenly.

"Get out of here!"

The ancient emperor trembled and spurted out blood and took several steps back. He looked at the blood he spewed out, his eyes showing incredible expressions. He did not expect that Xuan Luo would dare to hurt him!!

He was about to speak, but when he saw the murderous intent and hidden anger in Xuanluo's eyes at this moment, he took a breath and swallowed his words. His expression was gloomy, but he did not dare to speak.

"Xuanluo Great Heavenly Lord..." The father of the ancient emperor, the old man with the imperial robe who had lost his right arm, sighed and bowed to Xuanluo in the sky.

"This son does not respect the imperial power, but I know that the Xuanluo Heavenly Lord, who is the guardian of the ancient Taoist lineage, will definitely deal with this matter impartially. After all, this person killed tens of thousands of powerful men from the ancient Taoist lineage, and made my ancient Taoist lineage damaged. It is unforgivable!" This old man is much smarter than the current emperor. He focused his words on the fact that Wang Lin killed too many people.

Xuan Luo was silent. He looked at Wang Lin, his eyes showed regret and sorrow, and he was even more confused. His face seemed to be older. He looked at the disciple who was worshiping there, his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't speak.

"Why..." For a long time, in this quiet palace, Xuan Luo took a deep breath and spoke softly.

Wang Lin sighed, he raised his head and looked at Xuanluo in a complicated manner. He could not repay Xuanluo's kindness to him. He did not want to disappoint Xuanluo in his heart.

"Master... calm down." Wang Lin raised his right hand and slapped his chest, spewing a large mouthful of blood. With his right hand waved on the blood, the blood immediately spread and merged with the blood in the square, emitting a huge amount of blood. Under the blood light, countless blood were seen flying in the square. After they gathered together, they formed a body out of thin air with Wang Lin's blood as a guide.

Each of these bodies was killed by Wang Lin.

With Ye Mo's cultivation level back then, he could turn into an ancient god, an ancient demon, and a descendant of the ancient demon in the cave world. Now Wang Lin has the ancient ancestor's soul blood. With a secret technique obtained by his soul blood after the fusion of his soul blood, he can also do this, and it is even more powerful than Ye Mo back then.

Those bodies appeared one after another, tens of thousands of people, and many. After their bodies condensed, all the blood on the ground disappeared. Wang Lin's face was pale. He stretched out his hands and suddenly shook. Tens of thousands of souls spread out and merged with their respective bodies one by one.

Wang Lin did kill tens of thousands of people, but he only destroyed their bodies, but his soul was taken away one by one. However, his cultivation level was too high, and no one here could see this behavior.
Chapter completed!