Chapter 2029: A rage from the cap! (8)

At the moment when tens of thousands of people appeared, nearly a thousand ancient tribes outside the hall opened their eyes wide and showed disbelief. Even the ancient emperor was stunned and his expression became even more gloomy.

His father, the old man with broken arms, took a deep breath. He didn't see any clues before. At this moment, he looked at Wang Lin and showed deeper fear.

As the souls radiated from Wang Lin's body merged with their respective bodies one by one, the tens of thousands of people opened their eyes at the same time, revealing a moment of confusion, they all woke up completely.

The sound of exclamations echoed. They felt that they should have died, but now they were like a dream, but they were reborn!

However, their cultivation level was not as weak as before they died, but they were all much weaker. After all, although this technique was mysterious, it could not allow so many people to restore their original power of the ancient clan.

However, due to the power of soul and blood in Wang Lin's body, although the power of these ancient clans has been reduced, it can be completely restored after only decades of practice.

This secret technique can only be used after possessing soul blood. This miracle that is almost as good as the ancient ancestor makes those people silent after exclaiming, and their eyes looking at Wang Lin were full of complexity.

Among them were the nine people under Xuan Luo's command. They sighed softly in their hearts, feeling that they had a life of surviving the disaster.

After all, their souls were taken away by Wang Lin, so at this moment they also vaguely understood that the reason why they could be reborn was because of Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's face was extremely pale. Although he had soul blood, using such a secret technique still caused great harm to him. However, in order not to disappoint Xuan Luo, Wang Lin had already made a decision when he decided to break into the palace.

No matter whether he succeeds or fails, the people he kills will take their souls and resurrect these people after Xuanluo comes.

Faced with this unimaginable scene, Xuan Luo was moved. With his cultivation level, he could tell at a glance that the reason why Wang Lin could do this was precisely because of the drop of soul blood in his body.

"Three drops of soul blood can become the ancient clan lineage..." This voice transmission flowed from generation to generation on the ancient clan land. At this moment, Xuan Luo saw this scene with his own eyes and believed in this statement in his heart.

"Master... the disciple did not really kill even a member of the Tao Ancient Tribe..." Wang Lin raised his head, his pale face made him look sickly weak. He looked at Xuan Luo and spoke softly.

"Even if he didn't kill anyone, he made so many powerful men from the ancient Daoyan lineage weak, and even broke into the palace and disrespect the imperial power. This kind of thing will spread and be known to Shigu and Jigu. The face of the ancient Daoyan lineage will be thrown away by this person, and he will die too!" The ancient Daoyan lineage suddenly spoke, and he stared at Wang Lin tightly, showing murderous intent.

"Wang Lin, tell me the reason." Xuan Luo looked at Wang Lin, and his expression gradually softened. He thought that Wang Lin didn't care about his feelings at all, and killed him wantonly, causing irreparable harm and regret. This would make him heartbroken and feel even more disappointed and sad.

For this disciple, the only disciple, he did what a master should do. He even regarded Wang Lin as his descendant. He prepared Wang Lin for his cultivation and glared at the ancient Taoist Great Heavenly Lord for Wang Lin. He even made a magic weapon for this disciple a moment ago.

But when he just came here, he saw blood all over the ground. The ancient Dao lineage he guarded had died a lot. All of this was done by his disciples. This made Xuan Luo's heart seem to be deeply stabbed, which made his heart tremble and extremely disappointed!

But now, after he saw Wang Lin with the power of soul blood, he was hurt and resurrected those dead people, Xuan Luo's heart felt distressed.

He felt sorry for this disciple. He knew that this disciple had his master in his heart, because he realized that if Wang Lin had not had this idea in advance, killing people and collecting his soul into his body, then it would never be possible for people to be reborn out of thin air.

"Before he came, he had already considered my feelings..." Xuan Luo's eyes showed softness. He understood the disciple's character. He knew that if it weren't for a great reason, the other party would never have been like this, let alone so crazy.

This reason is probably Wang Lin’s reverse scale!

Xuan Luo sighed inwardly, and he vaguely guessed something.

"Song Zhi has the soul of my wife... The disciple wants to take him away... The ancient emperor of Dao knew that he still refused, and the disciple wants to kill him!" Wang Lin said calmly with a pale face.

"It's ridiculous. If you want to steal my queen, how can I let you take it away? You said that she has the soul of your wife in her body. This is even more ridiculous!" The ancient emperor's face changed and he immediately shouted.

"You have no explanation after you come. Why do you want me to give you the queen!" The ancient emperor sneered, but his heart trembled.

"Then now Wang has explained that I want to take her away." Wang Lin turned his head and looked coldly at the Dao Ancient Emperor, who was guarded by nearly a thousand ancient tribes in the hall.

"It's ridiculous, your explanation is empty. If I really let you take people away, wouldn't everyone in the world laugh at me for being incompetent? Besides, I can have countless words for this explanation. I also said that this woman was my concubine in her previous life, so what can you do?!" The ancient emperor spoke immediately, his voice was loud and he did not retreat at all.

He concluded that Wang Lin would never be able to hurt him, nor dare to actually kill anyone. He saw the relationship between Wang Lin and Xuan Luo. With Xuan Luo here, Wang Lin would not be able to take action.

If he does not take advantage of this matter, he will not be the emperor.

Besides, he is the ancient emperor of Tao. Who in the world dares to kill him? You must first ask the ancient emperor of Tao!

He said that the ancient emperor was confident and fearless, how could he easily let Wang Lin get what he wanted? He had even thought about it. After today's business, he immediately favored Song Zhi, causing him to lose his virginity, and even pregnant with his son, which made Wang Lin feel sad, angry and desperate!

"You have to take my queen away, you have to show evidence!" Dao Gu Huang shook his sleeves and spoke coldly.

Wang Lin was silent. His murderous intent seemed to be unable to be suppressed. He was about to explode completely and would kill nearly a thousand people who were blocking the hall, killing the hall and killing this ancient emperor!

But he couldn't do this. His face was pale and there was a hint of rosy, suppressing the crazy killing in his body.

He looked at Song Zhi with sadness in his eyes. Wang Lin had a cultivation level comparable to that of the Great Heavenly Lord. No one in this place except Xuanluo was his opponent, but now he was unable to take steps in front of these little emperors. He watched Wan'er's soul be there, but he could not walk over and take him away.

All of this was precisely because he didn't want to disappoint Xuan Luo, which made Xuan Luo in a dilemma, and made this master who was as kind as a mountain to him sad from then on...

Close his eyes, Wang Lin smiled bitterly. When he opened it again, he raised his right hand and grabbed it. An instant jade slip was transformed. After the spiritual consciousness condensed on the jade slip, it suddenly crushed.

At the moment when the jade slip was crushed, everything Wang Lin saw before inferring the ancestor of the Great Soul Sect, and the murmuring of the ancient emperor in the picture, was displayed without revealing the slightest, forming a scene of light and shadow, which was revealed in front of everyone here.

The picture inside the light and shadow is flickering, extremely clear!

"The national master once said that the remnant soul can make me a true ancient emperor who unifies the three ancient tribes. Then I will make this woman the best reward for this woman.

Although this woman is not beautiful, she has a unique charm. The remnant soul in her body is unknown where the national teacher comes from... She may also have her own couple, and maybe that couple will be in great pain after her death...

Unfortunately, he will never know that the woman is in my hands now... It would be interesting to have the chance to know who the woman's couple was during her lifetime, and let me take a look at it with my own eyes.

If they meet one day, I wonder if I can deny it... There is no hurry to do this. After the enthronement, I will taste the beauty of the residual souls after they are integrated."

The voice of the ancient emperor of Dao slowly rose from the light and shadow after the jade slip was broken. Although Wang Lin heard these words for the second time, his hand was still holding it tightly. The murderous intent in his body emerged again, but it was suppressed by him again.

This voice was heard by everyone here. The ancient emperor in the hall looked as usual, but a huge wave was stirring up in his heart. He never expected that there was such a strange technique in this world!

"Such a realistic illusion, interesting. Wang Lin, you can make this thing, but this thing is fake. I have never said this. What kind of soul is not a soul!" The ancient emperor sneered and spoke leisurely.

Wang Lin was silent, but the murderous intent in his body surged wildly, and it was about to burst out for the third time, causing his body to tremble, and a red light flashed in his eyes again, but he was still forcibly suppressed by him. Due to the repeated suppression, blood spilled out of the corner of Wang Lin's mouth.

As the ancient emperor sneered, Xuan Luo frowned in the sky, and his right hand suddenly raised and grabbed Song Zhiyaoyao in the hall.

But when he grabbed it, he saw a purple light flashing outside Song Zhi's body, which suddenly dispelled Xuan Luo's grasping power, causing Xuan Luo's expression to change immediately.

"The Purple Seal Ancestor Art is the same as the Divine Lock!" The old man with a broken arm exclaimed immediately after seeing this scene.

The ancient emperor smiled slightly, looked at Xuan Luo in the sky coldly, and looked at Wang Lin again, his laughter became more and more presumptuous.

"She is my queen, and no one can take her away. I have planted this lock on her. This is the relics of the ancient ancestor. If I die, she will die. When my mind moves, she will be ten feet away from me. If I can't open this lock, who can take her away!

This girl is under my control. Wang Lin, do you dare to kill me? If I die, she will die!"
Chapter completed!