Xiao Lin's action caught everyone's surprise.

When he just lectured Mahatian, he completely put on the airs of an elder - in fact, the condescending tone at that time can actually be interpreted as a lot of content, but no one thought that the position he assumed was really that of an elder.

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Although he mocked him at first, when it came time to actually look at the results, Xiao Lin actually helped the ancient Maha tribe.

"These ancient inheritances have fallen into your hands and have tarnished the reputation of the ancient inheritance."

Mahatian's face was red, but he couldn't say anything. First of all, he couldn't beat Xiao Lin. Secondly, Xiao Lin was indeed of noble birth, and it was indeed reasonable to teach him a lesson.

Who told him that he couldn't even control his own inherited ancestral weapon, so that he was suppressed by a junior?

"Look at how the Maha Yin Yang bottle is used."

Xiao Lin has long known a lot about the ancient Maha clan, and he once fought against Maha Wuliang. Although the Yin and Yang bottle did not appear completely that time, it was just a shadow, but after all, there was still a law.

Xiao Lin swallowed it.

After sorting it out, all of Maha Wuliang’s bloodline fell into Xiao Lin’s hands, and Xiao Lin studied it for a long time in the Jade Clear Sky.

Over the years, the Tailing Ancient Map has been loaned to Xiao Lin, and Xiao Lin has also experienced the Futu Ancestral Pagoda of the Futu Ancient Clan. With the integration of these three laws, Xiao Lin has naturally gained a lot.

Not to mention using these powers to trigger the reaction of the Maha Yin Yang Bottle, even using this power to control the Maha Ancient Clan's formation is an easy task with his current strength.

"It's just a pagoda of eternity... It can only suppress the Yin-Yang bottle that has no owner. Now that I'm already standing here, do you still want to suppress it? It's a bit whimsical, right?"

The mysterious laws between heaven and earth emerged in Xiao Lin's palm, as if there was a universe contained in his palm, and Xiao Lin's figure looked so light and graceful. This calm confidence made the audience

No one dared to do anything in front of him.

Even the patriarch of the Ancient Clan and the two Heitian Ancient Clan stopped fighting at this time and observed what was going on here.

Xu Ping, who was facing this kind of power, was naturally in even worse condition.

Although he has the physical body of a saint, he is still not in the realm of a saint after all, and his power has not been completely improved. Under Xiao Lin's suppression, it is naturally difficult to resist this power.

The situation faced by Wangu Pagoda is similar.

Not to mention it was just a tower left by the Immortal Emperor, even if the remnant soul of the Immortal Emperor came out of the formation on the Northern Desert Hills, it might not be able to stop Xiao Lin.

As the power of Xiao Lin's men continued to increase, the Eternal Tower gradually became difficult to support. The entire tower became transparent. Naturally, everyone saw at this time that in the golden energy ocean in the tower, there was a black and white

The bottle is rising and falling.

Every time it floats up and down, a little bit of golden energy will be destroyed, but this speed is really too slow.

As Xu Ping said before, the power in the Eternal Pagoda can last for a year, and after one year, it is not that the Eternal Pagoda itself dissipates, but that after this energy is processed by the Maha Yin Yang Bottle, the Eternal Pagoda will naturally

There is no way to continue to support it.

But by that time, it was already too late.

It's just right now.

As Xiao Lin's handprints outside changed, the bottle in the Eternal Tower also began to slowly transform in the golden ocean. There seemed to be some kind of powerful suction force that spread out from the inside of the bottle. The golden ocean was consumed at an instantaneous speed.

It's much faster.

As these immortal powers were digested, the Maha Yin and Yang Bottle began to gradually lose its yin and yang color, gradually turning into a gray-white color like porcelain.

Just like mutton fat and beautiful jade.

As the transformation speed becomes faster and faster, it is naturally difficult to continue to maintain the Eternal Pagoda. After the power inside is absorbed, the Maha Yin and Yang bottle has taken on a new look and turned into a small and exquisite mutton-fat jade bottle.

But the power contained in it makes many people feel excited.

The small bottle flew out from the collapsed ruins of the Eternal Tower and landed in Xiao Lin's hand. It seemed to contain a clear spring, but it was as heavy as the ocean.

The things transformed by this immortal power are indeed good.

But Xiao Lin still doesn't like it.

He casually threw the jade bottle to Mahatian, and seeing the latter catching it hurriedly, Xiao Lin asked again: "Did you see clearly the fingerprints I just made?"

Mahatian was no longer as black-faced as before. He was the one who pushed for the feud between the Xiao family and his father lost the chance to extend his life. Now he can naturally recognize this matter.

What's more, Xiao Lin's attitude towards him seems to have changed a lot and is somewhat ambiguous.

Although he couldn't bow his head directly in front of everyone, since Xiao Lin's attitude had softened, he was willing to get off the donkey.

Even the eternal immortal body is actually the same.

It’s not that he is unwilling to give, it’s just that sometimes he is in this position and cannot be kneaded like dough.

Where is the momentum between the words? If he shows weakness first, then he will have to abdicate the position of clan leader.

Now that the matter of the ancestral artifact has been resolved, he naturally wants to take back the eternal immortal body.

But Xiao Lin standing here was a hurdle that he couldn't get over.

Before he could move, he felt as if his steps were locked, like a man stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate himself.

When he looked up, he saw Xiao Lin's eyes sweeping over him, and he immediately stopped talking.

Xiao Lin suppressed Mahatian here, but the other side was not so lucky to get his good attitude.

Xu Ping was also suppressed. He relied on his holy body and refused to give in. Although he had heard of Xiao Lin's reputation for a long time, Xiao Lin had not come out for so many years. Naturally, he wanted such a strong old man.

Give it a challenge.

Xiao Lin looked at this guy who only had muscles but no brains, and knew that this guy was far from Muchen in the original work. No wonder he was just a backup option.

He cleared his throat, and his gentle voice spread in all directions.

"Today's events, so far, the foreign enemies have not been cleared away. Why don't you think it's shameful to start making trouble yourself?"

None of the powerful men around him dared to speak out at this time.

After not seeing each other for many years, the strength of the Immortal Emperor has become more and more strange and unpredictable. Even a few saints don't think they can compete with Xiao Lin, and this is true for the saints, let alone the others.
Chapter completed!