The man in the golden robe stepped forward and stepped directly into nothingness, avoided cracks and rushed straight to the hundred-foot fragments where Wang Lin was. Behind him, another old man in white clothes took the same step.

Only the last scholar in blue shirt was left, standing on the gravel, staring at him in a cold look.

Wang Lin looked calm and did not make any waves. He raised his right hand and pointed forward. The animal bone pattern on the back of his hand immediately squirmed, turning into a black light and flew out, immediately forming in nothingness, turning into an animal bone.

The four hideous sharp thorns emitted a cold light. At this moment, a faint light flashed in the eyes of the beast bones, and a rich evil aura suddenly filled the air.

Almost instantly, the man in the golden robe who rushed over first had not yet used any magical powers, his body trembled, and a gray light spread from his legs, crazily spreading throughout his body. The man was shocked, took a breath, and raised his right hand without hesitation and slapped Tianling. He immediately flew out the moment his body was swallowed by the gray light.

Wang Lin sneered at the corner of his mouth, and slapped the storage bag, and immediately shook the soul banner, turning into a black fog, rushing towards the other person's soul.

At this moment, the old man in white was approaching. He did not care about his companions, but instead made gestures with his hands and shouted: "Immortal Art Thunder Slash!" The lightning suddenly condensed in front of him, and in a flash, it turned into a thunder blade, as if he was about to cut through the world and headed straight for Wang Lin.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound suddenly erupted.

Wang Lin's eyes narrowed. Before the thunder blade approached, he felt the sharp aura inside. In an instant, the thunder blade came, and Wang Lin's eyebrows flashed, and his soul flew out, swallowing it in one bite as the thunder blade fell.

The soul returned to his body, Wang Lin's face was slightly rosy. He stood up and looked at the old man who was stunned on the spot coldly. He stepped on his feet and rushed out.

The old man in white changed his expression and quickly retreated without hesitation. When he retreated, the blue-shirted scholar standing on the gravel in the distance frowned and jumped out in a flash.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a cold light. He would not provoke others easily, but if others took the initiative to attack, he would never be ruthless when he counterattacked!

At this moment, his right hand pointed at the old man in white, and his fairy tactic suddenly appeared. When the old man in white retreated, he immediately felt that his body seemed to sink into water, as if he had bound several mountains. He paused immediately. Not only his body, but also his soul and the energy in his body stopped operating at this moment.

Wang Lin took a step forward, and his right fingers formed a sword. At the moment he intersected with the old man in white, he pointed it at his eyebrows. The old man's body blew out a large piece of blood mist and immediately collapsed. His soul was shocked and fearful, and was about to escape. Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light, and he grabbed the old man's soul with his right hand.

"Fellow Daoist!" A loud shout roared out of the blue-shirted monk's mouth. His body was like lightning, rushed straight to Wang Lin, and even made a gesture with his right hand. An illusory sword flew out of his heavenly spirit. The flashing seemed to be teleported, and it appeared directly in front of Wang Lin and stabbed him hard.

Wang Lin looked cold and crushed the soul in his hand. When he turned around, his third eyebrow opened his eyebrows immediately, and the red light flashed, spreading into a fan shape, immediately covering the teleported illusory sword.

Under the red light, the illusory sword immediately burst out with a large piece of black air, and in a moment, it collapsed.

The blue-shirted scholar immediately paused and stopped ten feet away from Wang Lin. His face was gloomy. He stared at Wang Lin and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is amazing. Let's give up this matter, please!" He suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes and slowly retreated.

Wang Lin glanced at the scholar coldly, put away the soul banner, shook his body and returned to the hundred-foot fragment. At this moment, the many monks on the fragment had already stood up and looked sideways.

After stepping into the hundred-foot fragments, Wang Lin sat cross-legged, rushed forward and rushed out directly.

Wang Lin crossed his knees, swallowed the soul in his hand, pointed his right hand at the sky, and said slowly: "Hu Feng!"

Immediately, a black wind suddenly appeared, turned into a black dragon and roared straight for the blue-shirted scholar behind him. The man's face changed drastically and he quickly retreated, but at this moment, the black dragon opened his mouth and spit out a ray of cold wind.

The wind was howling and filled the sky and the earth. The blue-shirt scholar who was retreating trembled, his eyes immediately dimmed, showing a look of struggle. But just when he wanted to resist, he did not notice that there was a space crack of more than three feet long behind him. He retreated and stepped into the crack with one foot.

With a desperate roar, his body disappeared immediately, with only the roar lingering, still echoing.

The Baizhang fragments flew away, and behind them, a large number of monks followed closely. At this moment, whether they were them or those monks on the Baizhang fragments, the eyes that looked at Wang Lin's cross-legged back were all in awe.

Some monks who had seen him fighting against the white-haired monster outside the gate of the Immortal World would naturally not be surprised by Wang Lin's actions of killing three Yang Shi monks in a row, but instead thought that this should have been the case.

But those monks who had never seen before were shocked. Especially those who were hesitant when paying the immortal jade, they were secretly grateful at this moment, and some monks who had secretly thought about snatching the hundred-foot fragments from Wang Lin. At this moment, they were invaded by cold sweat and were afraid.

Along the way after that, the hundred-foot fragments were quiet, and no one talked to each other. In this silence, an invisible layer of pressure gradually shrouded in this silence. This majesty came from Wang Lin's terror and awe in their hearts.

The speed of the Hundred-Steps was getting faster and faster. After a few hours, Wang Lin's eyes narrowed and he looked forward. He saw a sword light galloping in the void ahead. The person inside the sword light was Shen Gonghu.

While flying, Shen Gonghu suddenly turned around and stared at the hundred-foot fragments coming from afar. He saw Wang Lin at a glance, and his eyes suddenly showed excitement, his body shook, and he headed straight for Wang Lin.

"Shen Gonghu, see the Lord!" Shen Gonghu fell several feet away from Wang Lin and said respectfully. His eyes looked at Wang Lin were full of fanatical respect.

Wang Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth, nodded slightly, and said, "Sit down next to him and take me to the teleportation array of the Leixian Palace!"

Shen Gonghu didn't even look at the others on the fragments, and immediately sat cross-legged and said respectfully: "Lord, this place is not far from the teleportation array!" He said, immediately pointing out the direction.

The people on the Hundred-Steps looked at the scene in shock. Of course, some of them knew Shen Gonghu. When they heard that Shen Gonghu had actually called Wang Lin's Lord, they all felt thoughtful.

Xi Zifeng looked at Wang Lin's back with beautiful eyes, as if she had remembered something, her pretty face turned slightly red, but her eyes never looked away.

The collapse of the Thunder Immortal Realm reached its peak in the galloping of hundreds of feet of fragments. In nothingness, large areas of space cracks rolled back, blowing out endless cold wind.

The sound of the collapse of the mainland was constantly coming out.

The deeper it goes into the Thunder Immortal Realm, the more severe this phenomenon becomes. In the end, the entire void is almost everywhere, and these cracks are constantly connected as they extend, forming huge tearing seams that are even more than a hundred feet long.

Wang Lin looked solemn and controlled the hundred-foot fragments to gallop. At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and the hundred-foot fragments under him paused in an instant, and immediately turned into an arc.

The moment it bypassed, a huge crack nearly two hundred feet appeared out of thin air. Some of the monks following behind the fragments immediately could not dodge and were swallowed by the cracks amid the miserable sounds of help.

Wang Lin was fully focused and had no time to consider others. He controlled the hundred-foot fragments wholeheartedly, and kept avoiding huge gaps in the galloping, but his expression became more and more gloomy.

"How far is it!" Wang Lin said in a deep voice.

"Not less than ten miles!" Shen Gonghu was also extremely nervous. The cracks in front made him feel a little numb.

Wang Lin frowned slightly, and in a flash, he avoided several cracks again and headed straight ahead. Gradually, he got closer and closer. Wang Lin had already seen a light curtain of a thousand feet in front of him several miles away. There was a still fragmented continent in this light curtain.

There was a formation above it. At this moment, there were several people standing in the formation, obviously to teleport away. One of them was Zhan Konglie. In addition to the formation, there were seven or eight envoys from the Thunder Immortal Palace, who were talking to each other.

At this moment, these people seemed to have some investigation. When they turned around, they looked coldly at Wang Lin's location. One of them even raised his right hand and pointed to the sky. An instant fluctuation of the Yuan power spread out from his palm, blending into the surrounding light curtains and spreading.

The energy of the light curtain condensed and immediately turned into a big hand. After sweeping across, all the cracks within a thousand feet of the light curtain were shattered, and they quickly spread from both ends into an annular shape, like an unsurpassed moat, and were about to be completely connected.

Once connected, no one here can cross the thousand-foot-shaped crack surrounding the light curtain!

"Get out!" At the same time, cold divine thoughts echoed the world, revealing ruthless indifference.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and his whole body's energy circulated and merged into the fragments. He took a deep breath, and suddenly his eyes burst out with his brilliance. The speed of the hundred-foot fragment suddenly doubled, as if it was merging with the world.

In an instant, the hundred-foot fragments rushed out wildly, and all the cracks blocking the front bumped directly. The many monks behind the fragments also gritted their teeth and rushed forward desperately.

At this moment, there is life ahead. If you enter, you can live! If you can’t enter, you will die!

The speed of the fragmented continent almost turned into a afterimage, and when it rushed forward, it made a loud rumbling sound, like a hundred-foot-foot-sized meteor, rushing directly into it at the moment when the cracks outside the light curtain were connected to each other.

Wang Lin even stood up, slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and lifted the fairy sword in his hand, slashed it downwards. This slash was not one, but in an instant, Wang Lin cut off nine times!

The nine swords of the Luoshou art fused into one, forming an unimaginable sword of the rules of killing the rules, with a black light, landed directly on the cracks that were already connected in front of the fragments.

boom!

Even though the cracks were connected, at this moment, under the strength of the Zhaluo Jue, it still stopped and immediately tore through the edge, spreading wildly. Almost instantly, the ring-shaped crack that was originally connected to each other was actually opened a gap.

The power of the Claw Rule was still there. After cutting off the crack, it entered directly inside and fell on the light curtain with a bang. Immediately, a large area of ​​ripples appeared and spread along the light curtain. For a moment, everything inside became distorted.

At the same time, the Baizhang fragment rushed in directly, with a force of ten thousand pounds, like a real meteor, following the sword Luo Jue and hitting the light curtain with a bang.

A loud sound of earth-shaking, causing the tiny cracks around to collapse suddenly echoed. The sound was too shocking. Even the messengers of the Thunder Immortal Palace in the light curtain looked sideways at this moment, especially Zhan Konglie. After seeing Wang Lin, his face immediately showed excitement.

After the loud noise, bursts of cracks were heard, and large cracks appeared on the light curtain, spreading continuously.

At the same time, the monks who had been following the Hundred-Shanghai Fragments before were all chasing each other along the gap.

A cold light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes, and he controlled the hundred-foot fragments to retreat several feet. As the gaze of many monks on the fragments, the speed increased instantly, with a roar of shock, and it crashed into the light curtain again.

The light curtain was shattered more, almost densely packed into a large area, and the luster on it instantly dimmed.

This scene was too fast, just a few breaths. At this moment, one of the Leixian Palace messengers in the light curtain looked gloomy and his whole body was wandering with lightning. He rushed out and stepped out directly from the light curtain.

"What a courageous person, dare to break into the forbidden area of ​​the Thunder Immortal Palace!" As soon as the person with lightning was wandering all over the body, before Wang Lin could take action, several people on the fragmented continent flew out and used their magical powers to fight him wildly.

"Senior, don't pay attention to this person, we can deal with it!" One of the people who fought with the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace said immediately loudly.

Wang Lin nodded slightly, and the Baizhang fragment retreated again. This time, he brewed ten breaths. Not only him, but also other monks on the fragments, and even all the monks who followed each other immediately before, flew up one after another, surrounding the edge of the fragments, and pressing their hands on them.

Each of them used their greatest magical powers and merged with each other. Under the pull of Wang Lin's Yuan power, he suddenly rushed out with a sharp roar. He gathered the power of countless people and formed a tip in front of the hundred-foot fragments.

The moment the rumbling sound suddenly appeared, the entire hundred-foot fragment directly hit the light curtain. With a bang, the light curtain finally collapsed!
Chapter completed!