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Between the turbulence of the Emperor's palace, the space began to shrink rapidly, faintly forming a ban, and trapping the Emperor. Hey. ⊙

And Wang Lin, who fell from the throne, disappeared, as if he had merged into the palace of the Emperor.

The Emperor Huoran turned his head and looked at the Emperor's Palace. He looked at the outside world and saw the Huangquan Road, the Forgotten River and the Naihe Bridge that he had crossed before. This moment also turbulent.

Several figures, suddenly appear, all are Wang Lin appearance.

A sturdy young boy walking on Huangquan Road, in addition to his look and determination, looks ordinary, silent and stubborn, still retains the pure heart of the child, facing the difficulties and the future. Yearning for and embarrassment.

A young man with no expression, his eyes closed, no words, no words, standing in the long river of Huangquan, like a stone, and like a part of the river, the whole person is like between life and death.

A young man who looks ordinary and leisurely, with a calm look and a smile, stands on the bridge and seems to be watching the surrounding scenery.

The three raw stones in front of the Emperor suddenly slammed, and the colorful brilliance shrouded on it. On the surface of the mirror-like Sansheng stone, a figure appeared, which was also the appearance of Wang Lin.

This is an old-aged Wang Lin, with a sullen face and a trace of the wind and frost of the years. Only a pair of scorpions are quiet and deep.

But no matter which Wang Lin, there is a similarity, that is, the eyebrows, there is a vertical crack of the magic.

Seeing this magic pattern, the brilliance of the Emperor’s eyes flashed a bit: “The original magic, the original demons make the curse?”

Although the original demon rose to its own peak, the Emperor had already disappeared in the ancient times, but in the following years, he was not completely unaware of the outside world, the information was not completely cut off, and his disciples were reincarnation, Huang Quandao, the Netherwalker and the master of the Temple of the Temple, Xu Anda, have also been active in the world.

The King of the World has also known a lot about the information of the world. It is no stranger to the original magical system.

It’s just that Wang Lin’s method in front of him seems to be somewhat strange and strange.

The Emperor carefully looked at it: "You have combined these magical spells with some of them, and all of them have become outside the body?"

Wang Lin did not reply. His body is not seen, and several outside bodies are pinching the law.

Huangquan Road, Forgo River, Naihe Bridge, Suihuang Temple and Sansheng Stone oscillated together, turning into a more concise world of nine secluded Huangquan, as if the real Yin Cao land came.

A black gas clearly visible to the naked eye emerged and surrounded by the Emperor. Oppressing him in the past.

After the initial surprise, the Emperor regained his calmness. If nothing happened, "There will be some tricks and more annihilation."

During the speech, his dark eyes suddenly changed, and there was a white light shining from it.

Among these white light, there is a vitality, nurturing the creation of all beings, where the white light is, and the black air that comes from it.

The two sides did not have a fierce collision. Instead, they are intertwined, the black and white airflow keeps turning, and finally turns into hundreds of thousands of fast-rotating small roulettes in the air.

These roulettes are scattered all over the void, interpreting the mystery of life and death, turning between the two, showing the true meaning of the six reincarnations of all beings.

The Emperor stretched out his finger and tapped it. Thousands of black and white roulettes flew in all directions in the opposite direction, bombarding the world of nine secluded Huang Quan, which was made by Wang Lin.

At this time, Wang Lin’s body is outside. All disappeared, and his deity appeared in front of the Emperor, but suddenly took a step, and immediately went to the vicinity of the Emperor. Then point to the chest of the Emperor.

Wang Lin has already manifested his own return to the imaginary body. A Taiji pattern on the forehead slowly rotates, but the existence of the Sansheng Stone and the Emperor Temple, which were originally built into the virtual body, disappeared, making him look unusual and just wearing a In the black, the clothes are floating. Incorporate into the void.

He suddenly pointed to the chest of the Emperor, and everything in the world of Jiuhuang Huangquan seemed to fall into a still state. Only this finger is constantly moving forward.

For Wang Lin, the Emperor has more understanding, knowing that he is a pure law repair, but Wang Lin’s finger is clearly a martial art.

At this moment, since Wang Lin returned to the heart of the virtual body, suddenly there was a violent and explosive force that burst out, as if the universe was shattered together.

It started from a small point, but it exploded and expanded, filling the whole world.

Under the urging of this powerful force, Wang Lin’s finger has become extremely horrible.

Between heaven and earth, it seems as if there is an endless magical demon.

Looking down at the abyss, it is like looking up at a towering tower. Everything in the world is concentrated in the bottom of the abyss. On the tower, it turns into a demon, and toward the bottom of the tower, worshipping the top of the tower.

Wang Lin's fingertips, and the tower of the tower, the deep abyss, this moment into one, concentrated on a little, heavy to no more, igniting the entire magic power, together to the chest of the Emperor.

It is the highest level of the original demon religion in the past, the original magical scriptures recorded the most peak of the martial arts magical powers, Wanmo bowed!

Unexpectedly, the unexpected move completely subverted the past clan's cognition of Wang Lin. It was because of his cultivation that he felt unprepared for a time and was easily close by Wang Lin.

At this time, I want to take a dodge, and my body shape has been suppressed by the Wan Mo, and the whole person is involuntarily casting to the abyss and casting it to the spire.

However, the Emperor of the Emperor was a long time, and he was easy to keep up with his generation. His body was standing still, and a half-black and half-white life and death ghost appeared in his chest, just at the fingertips of Wang Lin. Between his heart.

Then, the fruit burst into disarray and turned into a black sky.

Nether, the ancient curse!

When Wang Lin saw it, his eyes burst into a stunning look. In the left eyelid, there was a black and white radiance that intersected and turned into a black-and-white cross, shining from the void to the Emperor.

"Medium!" With Wang Lin sipping lightly, he changed his life and changed his curse, and changed the past facts.

Under the brilliance of the black and white cross, the attack that had been blocked by the eternal curse of the Nether was still going to the chest of the Emperor!

In the eyes of the Emperor, there was also a flash of brilliance, and Haoran sighed: "In front of me, everything is silent."

The Nether ritual was launched, and the three-layered black altar was set up. Then the life and death of the Nether Road entered the sacrifice. The altar was broken and turned into a quiet black light, which was hidden in front of the Emperor.

Because the Nether and the Great Mantra did not exert the expected effect, the Emperor’s second move, Wang Lin’s fingertips almost touched his chest, and the repressive power made the body of the Emperor’s gods I feel the feeling of paralysis in my heart.

When the black light curtain is on the verge of death, it is in the middle of the two, and it is dangerous and dangerous, blocking Wang Lin’s style.

When Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, he changed his life and made a curse again.

The silence, the silent black light curtain, seems to completely isolate the boundaries, so that the Emperor does not see any crisis, any disaster.

It isolates the aura, isolates the essence of flesh and blood, isolates all kinds of principles, and isolates the connection between cause and effect.

Death is the end of everything. When you get here, everything goes to a quiet, restless sleep.

Wang Lin’s rebellious curse, the overbearing anomaly, made the black light curtain sway like a ripple of water. Although it did not make a sound, its power to ban the protection has begun to decline rapidly.

The one finger of Wanmo’s bowed head continued to work harder, and the opportunity to penetrate the black light curtain.

But when the Emperor got this opportunity, he had already eased his breath, set up another altar, sacrificed the fruit, and then marched forward.

Behind him, leaving a completely gray and dark path, wherever the Emperor's footsteps pass, everything exists, and they lose their vitality and become dead.

"After me, there is no life." With the low voice of the Emperor, he quickly opened the distance from Wang Lin.

The road of death that he left, so that Wang Lin wants to continue to pursue, must be repeated, especially the use of martial arts magic to pursue, the situation is even more embarrassing.

However, in Wang Lin’s eyes, the black and white cross radiance was once again staggered, and the rebellion changed the curse: “Stop!”

Under one command, the physical form of the Emperor actually became involuntarily delayed.

He is still trying to move forward, but the action has become extremely slow, and the scenes that look funny are completely ridiculous.

Even before the injury in Lin Feng's hand, but the Emperor's cultivation is still not to be underestimated, forcing against Wang Lin's rebellious curse.

On top of his head, black light and white light interweave, turning into a huge roulette, completely covering the sky above.

The wheel is half black and half white, between the rotation, as if the fate of reincarnation.

The rotation of the roulette has also become sluggish at this time. Wang Lin’s overbearing rebellious curse, at this moment seems to be to reverse the lives of the people.

The Emperor, who is proficient in the cycle of life and death, has a profound understanding of fate and the legality of fate.

When Wang Lin saw it, he suddenly took back his finger. The violent blood of the earth-moving body instantly recovered Wang Lin’s heart and reverted to a small point that looked small.

At the center of his eyebrows, the center of the Taiji figure, splitting an erected magic line.

The magic pattern is above the Taiji pattern, but it does not rotate with the Taiji diagram, but is always erect.

The Taiji pattern is still rotating, the artistic conception, and the mana atmosphere are not affected.

Above the head of Wang Lin, there is a group of light and shadows flashing in it. It is the appearance of the light and shadow on the previous three stones, which makes the Emperor care.

At this moment, the light and shadow swayed, and gradually there was a shadow.

As soon as he saw the figure, the brow of the emperor suddenly slammed, and a distant and strange familiarity flooded his heart.

As the vanity mana continually oscillated, he saw that the figures in the group of lights became clearer, and then gradually stepped out of the light group and came to the world. (To be continued.)

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