He lives, she dies... He dies, she lives...

This is another kind of charm of life and death. At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly realized in his heart.

Taoism has clouds, seeing mountains as mountains and water as water, I have my own experience here in Wanglin.

Seeing life is life, seeing death is death, this is just the first meaning of the artistic conception of life and death.

When he was in the alliance of the Four Sects, Wang Lin saw that the Four Sects were destroyed by the Snowland. He saw the scene where the God-Transforming Cultivator who gave him feathers would also stain the Snowland blood at the last moment of his life. His mind was shocked and there were signs of a breakthrough.

Life and death are often just a thread of separation. Sometimes, they are clearly dead, but they are born in people's hearts. Sometimes, they are clearly born, but there is no change and they have the intention to die.

Wang Lin's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Zhou Yi's death caused Ting'er's life. Ting'er's death brought Zhou Yi's life. However, between life and death, luck made people mess with people.

However, the life and death of the two of them did not end, but lived with another heart and remained in their hearts.

It is not life to see life, and it is not death to see death.

Wang Lin's eyes were clear and he realized it.

A seemingly seeing through life and death emerged on him. At this moment, his life and death mentality made rapid progress. Wang Lin took a deep breath and understood that his cultivation level was about to break through.

The middle stage of God Transformation is no longer far away.

After transforming into a god, the understanding of artistic conception is an important means to break through cultivation. Once the artistic conception is broken, the breakthrough of cultivation will generally not exceed ten years.

This is like a container. If it is only the size of a fist, there will naturally be only so much liquid in it. However, the breakthrough in artistic conception has expanded the container several times. Although at this stage, there are still so many liquids in it, it can grow without limitations. When it grows to several times the size of a container again, it is a breakthrough in cultivation.

At this time, the sword master of the Daluo Sword Sect, Ling Tianwei, was very fast and rushed towards the falling woman in white. He stretched out his big hand and his target was the two immortal swords, one big and one small.

Zhou Yi looked at the woman in white blankly, his body and mind were blank and he had no thoughts. However, the actions of the old man in blue were like ice water sprinkled in the boiling oil, which immediately made Zhou Yi ignite his anger.

When he moved, golden light surged in his body as he waved his hand. Suddenly, his whole body turned into a huge sword shadow and roared away at a speed as fast as lightning.

The sky was darkened under the sword shadow, and cracks appeared on the earth.

The old man in blue shirt changed his expression and did not dare to take the sword again. He could feel that the sword light had a will to destroy everything.

Without any hesitation, the old man in green turned around immediately, shouted loudly, folded his hands together, and when he pulled apart, a sword light appeared in front of him, and pushed it down, rushing towards the sword shadow turned into by Zhou Yi.

"Bang"

The old man's sword light collapsed, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. The black fingerprint on his chest immediately spread, more than twice as big.

"This immortal finger seal is too domineering. I was injured today and could not use all my cultivation. I have taken an immortal sword now, just!" The old man in green clothes retreated, and without saying a word, his right hand was tearing beside him, and a huge hole was suddenly cracked in the void. The crack was exactly where the Tianyun Star Daluo Sword Sect was located. His body flashed and was about to drill into it.

At this time, the sword shadow turned into by Zhou Yi was faster, and came with an astonishing whistling and crazy impact.

The old man's expression changed drastically. Without saying a word, he turned around and drilled into the crack. At the same time, he summoned his right hand, and the Qilin beast that had been lying on the ground, then his head shook and turned into a blue light, disappearing into the crack with him.

The crack merged quickly, but the sword shadow turned into Zhou Yi rushed in at the moment he closed and chased him reluctantly.

If you don’t kill this person, you will not return!

The disaster of Daluo Sword Sect unfolded with Zhou Yi's rushing forward.

All this happened very quickly, just in a few breaths, as the crack disappeared, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Hundreds of monks with varying cultivation levels turned their eyes to the female corpse who was about to fall on the ground from mid-air.

Next to the female corpse, the two fairy swords immediately aroused everyone's strong breathing.

But, just as the female corpse was about to land, she suddenly moved, and together with two fairy swords, she turned into a white light and came quickly towards Wang Lin in the crowd.

Wang Lin was stunned, gritted his teeth and flipped his right hand, and there was an extra pagoda in his hand. The female corpse flashed and disappeared into the pagoda with two fairy swords.

Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to Wang Lin, and these eyes were filled with greed.

Chi Hu, who was beside Wang Lin, had a gloomy face at this time. After a long time, he smiled bitterly, took a few steps back, and remained silent.

Wang Lin's eyes were gloomy and he put away the pagoda. He didn't expect that the female corpse and the fairy sword would fly to him in the end. In this way, he immediately became the target of public criticism.

"Fellow Taoist, give me one of two immortal swords. I am the eight people of Hunyuan Sect to ensure you are safe. How about it?" At this time, an old man in black stepped forward a few steps and said gloomy.

After him, seven people immediately followed, and their eyes showed greed without any concealment. Their steps did not pause, but kept moving forward.

"Three late stages of God Transformation, eight mid stages of God Transformation, and the rest are early stages of God Transformation..." Wang Lin took a deep breath, his cold eyes swept around, and his heart immediately sank.

There are no less than a hundred cultivators around him, and their cultivation levels are all in the God Transformation Stage, which is not a force he can resist.

"Hunyuan Sect, what a thing? Fellow Taoist, if you give me an immortal sword, I will keep you safe!" A middle-aged man in a blue shirt stepped forward a few steps, looked at the Hunyuan Sect with contempt and said.

"Huanyuan Sect, the Heavenly Demon Sect, it's just a clown on the Liang. These two fairy swords, my Tiandi Liuhe Sect is determined to win!" A long laugh came from the crowd, and then a figure quickly rushed out of the crowd and rushed towards Wang Lin.

The man moved immediately caused a chain reaction, and nearly a hundred monks rushed over.

Wang Lin frowned. At this moment, the person was approaching. This person was old, gray hair, and his eyes showed a desire to win. His cultivation was in the middle stage of the God Transformation!

At the moment he rushed, Wang Lin's eyes flashed. He knew that he could not retreat now. Once he retreated, he would be doomed. He looked calm and raised his right hand and pointed at this person! The artistic conception of life and death immediately came with a bang.

As soon as the gray-haired old man approached, his eyes immediately froze. There was no spiritual power fluctuation under the other party's finger, but there was a strange artistic conception coming.

"I dare to show off in front of me in the early stage of the transformation of God!" The old man's eyes showed a hint of disdain, his body kept stopping, but his speed was faster.

The old man knew very well that artistic conception attack is a unique attack method for the god-transforming monks, but this artistic conception attack is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be confused.

However, using the artistic conception of the early stage of the God Transformation to attack his cultivation level in the middle stage of the God Transformation, he used an egg to hit the stone.

"Looking for death!" The old man smiled grimly, and the artistic conception in his soul moved, trying to erase the other person's artistic conception cleanly.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm and he exclaimed softly: "What is life!"

At this moment, his eyes were clear and clear. In his heart, he thought of the scene of the god-transforming monks from the four sects alliance, staining the snowy area like moths to the fire.

The old man in gray who was rushing to face changed drastically. He immediately noticed that the artistic conception he was present was a little strange. With all his strength, he could not stop it. Almost instantly, his whole mind seemed to have unknowingly merged into the cycle of reincarnation in the way of heaven.

In horror, he immediately retreated, but before he could take a few steps, his face turned pale, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he sat cross-legged on the ground without saying a word, closing his eyes and meditating.

Behind Wang Lin, a circle of gray halos suddenly appeared. In this halo, a grey feeling slowly dissipated, forming a huge picture. However, this painting was not solid, but extremely blurry, as if the wind would dissipate.

There are only black and white colors in this picture, which is quite monotonous. However, when this picture appears, it immediately stops all the people around you, and their eyes are shocked.

"What kind of artistic conception is this!!"

"What kind of artistic conception does this person turn into a god? Why does this black and white picture make me feel shocked!"

"Reincarnation, this is the axis of life and death in the cycle of reincarnation!!"

Although black and white are simple, this black represents death, and this white represents vitality.

Wang Lin's figure, before this huge picture, felt like the way of reincarnation. He looked at the old man in gray and vomited again: "What is death?"

A series of phantoms suddenly flashed behind the old man in gray. In this phantom, you can see two white-haired old men looking kindly at a middle-aged man kneeling on the ground. The person's appearance was quite similar to that of the old man, and it was clearly what he looked like when he was young.

This person’s artistic conception is filial piety!

But immediately, the phantom collapsed, and replaced by the black and white picture.

The old man in gray trembled, suddenly opened his eyes, and sprayed a large mouthful of blood again. His whole person suddenly became weak, his eyes were dull, his artistic conception was broken, his heart of Tao was forcibly erased, and his cultivation level in the God Transformation Stage had no artistic conception and immediately fell.

Wang Lin sighed lightly, stepped forward, and pointed his right index finger at the old man's eyebrows.

"Bang"

The old man's head suddenly turned into flesh and blood and exploded, and his body fell down immediately.

"Although my cultivation is in the early stage of the God Transformation, my artistic conception has just reached the middle stage of the God Transformation, and my artistic conception of life and death has reached the second level. I dare to fight the red butterfly in the late stage of the God Transformation, let alone you..." Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange light and looked around.

At a glance, the people around them were silent, but the greed in their eyes did not disappear at all.

In their opinion, although Wang Lin’s artistic conception is strong, he is only one person. Today, he will definitely die!
Chapter completed!