The continuous roar of the sea wall storm rose several times at this moment. The sound was shocking, causing a large number of cracks to appear in the surrounding space, like a ghost crying and a strange sound. In a whistling manner, it carried a sharp and impact, containing the power to shake the mind and collapse the body. With the sea wall storm as the center, it rumbled towards all directions.

Among the ancient tribe, the three-vein powerhouses who had just arrived, who had been transformed from hundreds of long rainbows, had almost stood firm at this moment, looking at the majestic sea wall storm with shock, and clearly felt the power of heaven and earth contained in it that was enough to destroy them.

This power can make sentient beings tremble and make all living beings afraid, but not including Wang Lin and the six great heavenly masters of the Immortal Ancient. They have reached their level of cultivation and have different degrees of resistance and...ignoring this powerful force.

Wang Lin ignored the roar. The sound fell into his ears and did not cause any shock to his mind. It seemed that even if the sound was countless, it was not qualified to shock him in front of him.

After he has reached his current level of cultivation, let alone the Immortal Gang Continent, even the infinite world outside the Immortal Gang Continent, it is extremely rare to have something that can make him frightened.

But the six great heavenly lords were not like this. Although they did not receive much influence under the violent sound, they understood that there were probably many of the monks and tribesmen of various tribes in the rear who could not bear it.

Song Tian did not hesitate. Almost at the moment when the storm of the sea wall roared, his body shook and appeared directly beside the ancient clan members. With his big sleeves, a huge sun appeared behind him. With his cultivation level as the Great Heavenly Lord, he helped these three tribes to resist the sound of the sea wall.

Xuanluo and the extremely ancient Heavenly Lord were also like this. The three of them worked together, which made the hundreds of tribes with panic-looking faces not injured or retreated under the sudden roar.

The same is true for the immortal clan. The three of them, Jiudi, took action at the same time, and Song Tian and others, formed a protection with their respective cultivation levels. The hundreds of monks who protected the immortal clan existed in the roar.

Only Wang Lin sat quietly cross-legged and looked calmly beside the storm of the sea wall.

He didn't help anyone, it made no sense.

The result twelve days later, Wang Lin knew in his heart that he glanced at the people of the Immortal and Ancient tribes around him and closed his eyes.

"There are twelve days left before opening, but the roar of the sea wall storm is like the first two days before the ancient divine realm was opened..."

"If this continues, I'm afraid they won't be able to stay here!"

"This time, the ancient divine realm is strange, which is very different from the past!"

The six great heavenly priests of Xian Gu on both sides of the sea wall storm looked at each other, and their expressions became gloomy.

Under the resistance of the six of them, time passed again. Every day, the roar of the storm here would become more violent again. When only nine days were left before the ancient divine realm was opened, the roar of this place had already spread throughout the vast basin. Even on the border of the Immortals and Ancient Clans near this basin, you could faintly hear the roar of the sky.

When the ninth day of the opening day was dusk, the roar of the sea wall storm was no longer described. Even if these six great heavenly lords had fully exerted their strength, they seemed to be vaguely unable to resist.

The loud roar had broken the sky, cracked the earth, and made hundreds of people guarded by these six great gods bleed one by one.

"Nine days left!! I can't hold on anymore. Now this level is already the last day when the ancient god realm was opened. If I persist, I will die tomorrow, and even I will be injured before I enter the ancient god realm!"

"This time the ancient god realm is opened, I'm afraid so many people cannot step in..." Wu Feng spoke quickly, and said aside, nodding in silence.

After gritting his teeth, Emperor Jiu gritted his teeth and did not hesitate anymore, his divine thoughts immediately came out.

"All monks below Jin Zun retreat and quickly teleport out of this vast basin!"

While his words were heard, Song Tian and the other three made a decision in the ancient tribe. The hundreds of tribes who were guarding them, among whom they had not successfully survived the three losses and seven disasters, all turned back and suddenly left the roaring center at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, the tribesmen and monks on both sides of the sea wall storm were less than 100. Due to the decrease in the number of people, the pressure of the six great heavenly lords of the Immortal Ancient Ancient was reduced by half.

All of this was seen by Wang Lin. He was still silent without any action. He just looked at the storm of the sea wall and the gap between the gate composed of nine pillars of the sky seemed to be bigger.

Time passed again, and three days passed in a blink of an eye. Only six days were left before the opening day. At this moment, the roar inside and outside the sea wall was several times stronger than three days ago. This was a situation that had never appeared when the ancient divine realm was opened, which made the six great heavenly lords of the Immortal Ancient Gods look anxious.

They have been unable to bear it again, unless the number of people is reduced again, they will also be implicated.

"Wang Lin!" Xuan Luo looked at Wang Lin. This was the first time he was fighting against the roar of the sea wall here and spoke to Wang Lin. In fact, Song Tian and the extremely ancient Heavenly Lord had already placed their hopes on Wang Lin, but they were also wondering why the ancient road had not arrived yet at this time.

But now it is not the time to think about this. After hearing Xuan Luo's words, Song Tian and the extremely ancient great heavenly master immediately looked at Wang Lin.

"Master..." Wang Lin stood up, looked at Xuan Luo who had expanded all his cultivation and fought against the roar of this roar, and sighed inwardly.

"Master, it's useless. They will eventually be unable to enter the ancient god realm, and even you... can't step into it..." Wang Lin spoke softly, but still raised his right hand and waved towards the less than a hundred tribe members of the ancient clan who were guarded by Xuan Luo and the other three.

With this wave, Xuan Luo and the other two suddenly felt no pressure anymore, as if the roar disappeared out of thin air, and nearly a hundred tribesmen recovered from pain as usual.

"Gudao should have noticed this too, so he did not show up and intervened forcibly."

When Xuanluo and the other two were silent when they heard this, they also felt the strangeness of the ancient divine realm opening this time. There are still six days left. It is difficult for them to imagine what extent the roaring sound here would have to retreat on that last day. I am afraid that even they would have to retreat...

The ancient clan had Wang Lin's help, but the immortal cultivators on the other side of the sea wall had to break their arms again under the hard protection of Emperor Jiu and the other two.

"Jin Zun Cultivator... Heaven Zun Cultivator, all retreat and teleport away quickly!" Jiudi's voice echoed. Among the nearly 100 cultivators, most of them were silent, looking at the sea wall in complexity, leaving one by one with regret, and in the end, there were only eleven people left.

Not all the Yuetianzun will choose to come. These eleven people are among the Yuetianzun who choose to come here.

Only six days left.

During these six days, it was like a torment for everyone except Wang Lin. Although there were a large number of people in the ancient clan, Wang Lin's previous words made them hesitate in silence.

When three days passed again, and there were only three days left before the opening day, the sea walls here roared more than several times that they had before when they opened. The only eleven remaining leap heavenly masters in the immortal clan, except for the Great Heavenly Master, left silently and chose to teleport out of this vast land.

Jiudi and the other two sat cross-legged together. Without the Yuetianzun who needed protection, the three of them could fight against the roar of the sea wall with all their might, so that they could last longer.

Seeing the scene of the immortal monks on the other side of the sea wall, Xuanluo and the other two felt bitter inside. They had a premonition that what Wang Lin said should be true.

If it weren't for Wang Lin's actions before, I'd probably be the only three of them left here now, just like there.

The last three days will be the most difficult three days. Before we knew it, a day passed. Just as this day passed, the storm on the sea wall here suddenly increased by a hundred times in a terrifying degree!

The sky and the earth collapsed a hundred times, and countless fragments spread out, making the sky and the earth become nothingness. The faces of the three of them were pale in an instant. Without any hesitation, they quickly connected their spiritual consciousness together and fought together.

The ancient tribe was still the same as usual, and Xuanluo and others seemed not to feel the surge of roar. Everything they saw in their eyes gave them a new understanding of Wang Lin's strength.

The day before this opening, the ancient road came.

His arrival was silent, as if he had existed here, walked out of nothingness, sat cross-legged beside Wang Lin, and he glanced at the sea wall storm and sighed.

"Xuanluo, you three stay, let the rest leave." He said, raised his right hand and waved his hand to the nearly hundred tribesmen, but saw that the bodies of these people immediately disappeared and slowly disappeared.

Wang Lin glanced at Gu Dao, and did not speak, but continued to look at the sea wall storm, and the gap between the stone door inside it became bigger. A trace of expectation appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, outside the sea wall storm, there was only eight of them, and there was nothingness around them, and the world had collapsed, like illusion. When this day passed again, when the last day before the opening came, the storm here roared, sweeping the nothingness, forming a majestic vortex. As the vortex turned rapidly, the three Jiudi from the immortal clan all spewed out blood, their bodies rolled back, and retreated thousands of feet in a row. In their unwillingness, they knew that they had reached their limit.

Daoyi was the first to grit his teeth and leave, followed by the helpless Wu Feng. Only the Jiudi had a distorted expression, his face was full of blue veins, and he still wanted to persevere while roaring.
Chapter completed!