Lord of Devour

It was pitch black to the extreme, and the thunder that seemed to be able to devour all light continued to condense in the starry sky above Shenzong.In the entire Shenzong, the light continued to dim during this moment.The transition from day to night seemed to take only a moment.

At this time, everywhere in Shenzong, no matter if they were elders or disciples, they almost raised their heads, focusing on the ball of terrifying thunder like ink above Shenzong.At the same time, the few monks who knew the source of the mutation looked far away at the secluded valley that had been closed for 12 years.

Tick, tick.

The drop-like sound carried a strange magic power, reverberating throughout the valley.Surrounded by the power of devouring, the blood of Heavenly Dao was still melting unhurriedly, and the dark red blood flowed out from it, dripping into Ling Lin's palm.As the dark red blood seeped into Ling Lin's body, the aura emanating from Ling Lin's body became more and more domineering.

Rumble!

The roar of the avenue was the sound coming from Ling Lin's body.There was muffled thunder, and it was as if a big explosion was going on in Ling Lin's body, and the roaring sound even came out of his body.

The blood of heaven without the consciousness of heaven is indeed a good luck for Ling Lin. At this time, every bone, every drop of blood, and even every cell in Ling Lin's body are undergoing intense violence. Changing, constantly strengthening.

Immortality is not really indestructible, but according to this kind of strengthening, Ling Lin's body is very likely to reach the true sense of indestructibility.

Rebirth from a drop of blood, even as long as there is a trace of cells, it can be restored to its original state.Of course, to reach this level, a large amount of blood from the Dao of Heaven is needed.At this time, the blood of heaven in Ling Lin's hands was not enough to strengthen Ling Lin's body to this extent.But even so, Ling Lin's current physical strength can overwhelm all immortal monks.Not only the strength of the physical body, but also the Yuanli in Ling Lin's body became stronger and stronger in the process of continuously refining the blood of the Dao of Heaven. [

Click.

The open palms were clenched suddenly, and the remaining blood of heaven was all refined by Ling Lin at this moment and absorbed into the body.A long and mighty howling sound suddenly shot up from the small valley, the howling sound was shocking, and it actually stirred up the wind and clouds.A large group of dark and terrifying thunderclouds lingering above Shenzong also trembled slightly amidst the howling, as if they were afraid of something.

"Haha, good good good good good good good good good good." The howling sound was shocking and naturally spread throughout the entire Shenzong.In the ear, Ling Lin's whistle kept echoing, and Jun Yu spit out three good words in succession.From the whistling sound, Jun Yu could easily tell that Ling Lin's strength had truly surpassed his own.As a master, when a disciple's strength truly surpasses his own, there will be an unspeakable excitement.

"This indestructible calamity can't stop you." Jun Yu muttered to himself, "One sect and two immortals, haha, when Li Xuan breaks through, one sect and three indestructibles."

In the first half of his life, Jun Yu basically forged a path leading to the Immortal Realm through killing, and only in the later period did he start accepting disciples.He only accepted two disciples in his life, Li Xuan and Ling Lin.This is rare among monks in the Immortal Realm.Many immortal monks have a large number of disciples and grandchildren, but Jun Yu only has two.

But whether it is Li Xuan or Ling Lin, they are all first-class arrogance, especially the latter, who is even more evil among evildoers.Two disciples were accepted, one was about to reach the Immortal Realm, and the other was only a few steps away from the Immortal Realm.As a master, Jun Yu is enough to smile.

Ling Lin's Immortal Calamity is stronger than that experienced by ordinary monks, and the time needed to condense is also much longer.The oppressive atmosphere was as if a huge stone had been placed on the hearts of everyone in Shenzong, and the dull atmosphere made people feel a little breathless.

However, this dull atmosphere was suddenly torn apart by the shocking long howls, a purple figure strolled up from a small valley in Shenzong, and slowly walked towards the immortal calamity condensed in the starry sky. step on.

"Ling Lin." "Master Ling Lin." "Master Ling Lin..."

When Ling Lin's figure appeared above the small valley, the entire Shenzong suddenly boiled.In Shenzong, there are too many legends about Ling Lin, but it is a luxury for many monks to see Ling Lin with their own eyes, not to mention having contact with Ling Lin.Moreover, many rising stars didn't know where they were when Ling Lin performed the legend.Therefore, seeing the legendary strongest genius at this time, a group of surging voices suddenly erupted in Shenzong.

The sound wave was like a "tide", as if it wanted to overturn the immortality lingering above Shenzong.

Ling Lin, who was walking towards Immortal Tribulation step by step, stopped under this huge sound wave.Turning around, he stared at Shenzong below. Ling Lin had a smile on his face. He saw Zhuge Nie clasping his fists at him, and Jun Yu looking forward to him. Su Er, who has grown into a slim figure now, also saw many familiar figures.

Weiwei paused for a moment while looking at these figures, and Ling Lin clasped his fists together.Then he turned around abruptly, and walked towards the immortal robbery that had condensed to the final stage.

Walking in the void, Ling Lin's stature is getting taller and taller, but for a monk, these distances are not too far away.Suddenly, Ling Lin stopped in his tracks.

"Right here." Ling Lin stopped and said to himself.With a flick of the palm, a seat formed by the aura of heaven and earth appeared beside Ling Lin.Unfurling his sleeves, under the astonished gazes of many Shenzong disciples below, Ling Lin just sat on the chair with a carefree look, with a bluish-white light flashing in his hand, and a hip flask appeared. [

"This boy." Not only were the many disciples of the Shenzong shocked, even Jun Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw the appearance of his disciple who was about to pass through the eternal calamity.But after being sluggish, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Is Immortal Calamity really so fragile to him?"

Frankly speaking, Ling Lin's Immortal Tribulation is far from being weak, it's simply too strong.But correspondingly, for Ling Lin's current strength, Jun Yu couldn't see it at all, and could only feel a kind of unfathomable at a glance.

Shaking his head, Jun Yu had a nasty smile on his face, "This little guy is really not a quiet master. He has been in seclusion for twelve years, and now this kind of scene has been triggered when he comes out. Thanks to him for drinking and enjoying the scenery. However, this appearance can be regarded as a strange encouragement to some little fellows in the sect."

Thunder Tribulation can be said to be the life and death enemy of monks.For many cultivators, every time they pass through the thunder tribulation, it is no less than walking around the Promenade of Life and Death.There are definitely not a few of the generation of Tianjiao who have fallen under the thunder calamity, but now, what is displayed in front of many disciples of the Shenzong is a completely different way of surviving the calamity.

"It turns out that there is still such a way to overcome the catastrophe." In Shenzong, such voices came from more than one place.The eyes of many Shenzong disciples were shining, looking at the smiling figure in mid-air who was drinking heavily under the thunder calamity, they wished they could also come to survive the thunder calamity at this time.

At this time, Ling Lin's immortal calamity had already begun, but just like before, Ling Lin was sitting on the seat, just quietly pouring wine into his mouth with the wine pot, and didn't even pay attention to the streams of water falling from the sky. The black thunder.And the black thunderbolts, when approaching Ling Lin's body for a few feet, suddenly twisted strangely, and then disappeared.

"Isn't Immortal Tribulation very fragile?" A young monk who had just entered the sect looked at this scene in mid-air and muttered to himself.But as soon as his words fell, a chestnut exploded in his head.At the same time, a majestic voice made his ears buzz.

"What are you thinking about? Immortal calamity is the most feared thunder calamity. But..." Beside the little cultivator, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked at Ling Lin in midair with reverence, and murmured He said, "It's not that Undying Tribulation is too weak, but Master Ling Lin is really too strong."

"This wine is not as good as Qinglin wine." Throwing the empty wine jar aside, Ling Lin frowned.The jug of wine in his hand before was naturally not senior brother Li Xuan's Qinglin wine, but it was considered a very good wine.But Ling Lin, who had drunk Qinglin wine, was no longer satisfied with other wines.

"It's a pity that there is too little Qinglin wine." Ling Lin shook his head and sighed.Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his expression changed, "I've been in retreat for so long, senior brother probably drank all the Qinglin wine."

Ling Lin clearly remembered that during the first retreat, Li Xuan said that Qinglin wine was running out.Now that 12 years have passed, it is a big question whether there is still a pot left.

Facing Undying Tribulation, Ling Lin, who had a calm expression on his face, couldn't help but change his face at this time.But in the end, it turned into a sigh, "It seems that the last three pots should be saved."

Rumble!

The scene of the thunder calamity destroying the world and the coming of the immortal calamity is very terrifying, and it really looks like it is destroying the world.Even though they were hiding under the defensive cover of Shenzong, many disciples of Shenzong could still feel the palpitation.But when they looked at the purple figure in the midair, the palpitation in their eyes because of the indestructible calamity was gone.

Ling Lin was sitting on the seat, drinking wine, looking very comfortable, the terrifying thunderbolts disappeared before they even approached his body.

hold head high!

Suddenly, a dragon's roar sounded in the thundercloud.A black figure thousands of feet suddenly rushed towards Ling Lin.

"Hey, Thunderbolt Transforming Dragon actually gave birth to a trace of dragon spirit." Ling Lin's eyes sparkled, "I don't know if capturing it to make wine can improve the taste of this wine, not to say it can surpass Qinglin wine. , even if it's close."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Lin stretched out his hand excitedly, and grabbed the black thunder dragon that was rushing towards him.This was the first time Ling Lin took the initiative to make a move in Undying Tribulation.Ling Lin's attack immediately attracted everyone's attention.

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