Lei Daozi's eyes fell on Wang Ping, and his eyes showed interest, and he slowly said, "So, you are not alone..."

Before he could speak, Wang Ping's body shook. At this moment, the shadow behind him suddenly moved and transformed directly from his feet. The immortal guard's ashamed leopard almost appeared and punched him out.

This punch hit a sonic boom, and there was a tendency to replace thunder in the rumbling rumbling, and headed straight for Lei Daozi.

Lei Daozi's eyes narrowed. He had just seen that there was a puppet hidden deep in Wang Ping's shadow. He was not surprised at this moment, but instead made gestures with both hands. As the lightning flashed, he punched the immortal guard puppet.

The immortal guard's ashamed punch hit the lightning directly, like a sharp awl, quickly penetrated through it, and ignored the lightning light and fell into Lei Daozi's hand.

The destructive power rushed into Lei Daozi's body ruthlessly along the fist of the Immortal Guard. It seemed like a storm was set off in his body, making a thunderous sound.

As a muffled sound echoed, Lei Daozi shook his body and took a step back. His hands were numb and the lightning dissipated. A strange light appeared in his eyes, staring at the puppet, and laughed: "The best-satisfied tyrant!"

The immortal guard took two steps back, his eyes showed coldness, and lightning was wandering around his body, like silver snakes dancing and passing by.

Lei Daozi laughed and took his body forward. With this step, the net raised his foot and the lightning that was wandering around the walls flashed wildly in an instant, and it actually condensed on Lei Daozi's feet, and as he collapsed hard towards the ground.

What happened today seemed to be rumbling at this moment!

The house dissipated instantly without leaving any trace. The electric light formed a circular wave of light, spreading wildly around, and Wang Ping was the first to be affected.

The cold color in the eyes of the Immortal Guard's ashamed puppet was even thicker, and he punched it with one step, but the ripples of lightning spread too much, and with his power, he obviously didn't care about everything.

Seeing that the lightning was about to spread to Wang Ping's body, Qing Yi, behind him, looked unchanged, holding Wang Ping's hand, and looked at Wang Ping with tenderness in his eyes.

As for Wang Ping, he looked not at all panic, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and he would not be moved, because he knew that his father would definitely come.

In his eyes, father is the strongest existence under the starry sky. No one can resist!

Wang Ping's calmness made Lei Daozi look at him. After a careful look, he was stunned, as if he had seen through something.

The ripples of light light came straight towards Wang Ping with a rumbling sound, but just as the lightning was approaching, a vicissitudes of sound slowly echoed the world.

The vicissitudes of this sound were extremely rich. They fell around them in an instant, causing the ripples of light like crazy dragons to suddenly remain motionless.

The blue light seems to have life, and its thin touch threads. Some of them have even extended three inches in front of Wang Ping, but at this moment, they are solidified.

The voice said just one word: "Constant!"

A huge vortex appeared in the void, and from the vortex, a white-haired old man walked out slowly.

He stepped in the void. As he walked, he arrived beside Wang Ping, and his right hand randomly tapped on the solidified lightning ripples. He heard a crack echo, and cracks spread throughout the ring lightning ripples in an instant.

In an instant, this spread became crazy, and in the blink of an eye, the ring lightning ripples collapsed...

This scene happened too suddenly. Lei Daozi took a breath, took two steps back, his eyes were solemn, staring at Wang Lin with a cautious look on his face.

He is unable to understand the other party’s cultivation!

He could see it in his eyes, but when he explored his spiritual sense, it seemed that this always didn't exist.

"Dad..." Wang Ping stared at the old man in front of him in a daze and said softly.

This life call contains his decades of longing...

The old man was Wang Lin! His originally dim eyes were now flashing coldly, and this kind of gaze had not appeared in his eyes for a long time.

"Leixian Palace. Envoy!" Wang Lin said slowly.

The immortal guard stood beside Wang Lin in a flash, looking at Lei Daozi coldly.

Lei Daozi stared at Wang Lin with a very serious expression and said, "Who are you?"

Wang Lin looked around and found that such a big noise, no village gathering appeared in this village. Obviously, it was already sweeping the person's spiritual sense before, and it was not awakened.

He waved his right hand and immediately a soft light wrapped around Wang Ping and Qing Yi. At the same time, he stepped forward and in an instant, he lost his trace with Wang Ping and the others. The Immortal Guard followed closely and disappeared.

Lei Daozi's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly. With the same steps, his figure disappeared.

In the west of Ran Yunxing, on a large deserted plain, Wang Lin stepped out of the void, and Wang Ping and Qingyi also appeared in the soft light.

At the same time, lightning flashed a hundred feet away in front of him, and Thunder Daozi appeared.

As soon as his body net stepped out, a large amount of lightning appeared around his body. At this moment, it became dark. There were waves of clouds, and the lightning inside it was wandering, which was extremely amazing.

"No matter who you are, leave this shameful figure, I will let you and the other three go!" Lei Daozi's voice was cold, staring at Wang Lin and said slowly.

Wang Lin's eyes were even colder and he said calmly: "Even if you let me go, I will not let you go. If you take a step later, the dog will die in your hands. This matter is touching the lower scale. No matter what your identity is, you will die today!"

His voice was firm and a silence of killing suddenly rose. At the same time, the Immortal Guard puppet stepped out of the void. In an instant, the whole person flashed golden light, rushing towards Lei Daozi like a golden man. The golden light was dazzling and punched out.

Lei Daozi slapped the storage bag and immediately started a net of lightning emitted in his hand. He stretched forward as he made a gesture. In an instant, the net became infinitely larger, as if it had transformed into a world, and it contracted instantly, wrapping towards the Immortal Guard puppet.

There are countless talisman texts flashing on this thunder net, which are extremely tough. As the contraction is, the fists of the Immortal Guard puppet are not shattered.

"As an envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, with your power, even if you have this shameful person, it is impossible to kill me!" After Lei Daozi threw out the Thunder Net, he didn't even look at it. He made a gesture with both hands, and a ray of lightning suddenly transformed out and headed straight for Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked as usual. Facing the lightning, he didn't dodge or dodge, but when the lightning came, he opened his mouth and sucked it. While Lei Daozi was stunned, all the lightning was swallowed by Wang Lin.

Flashes of lightning wandered outside Wang Lin's body, making a sound of banging.

"This little thunder power is not enough!" Wang Lin raised his right hand, and in an instant, a thunder ball transformed out on the palm of his hand.

Although the thunder ball was only big in the fist, the moment he appeared, it caused most of the clouds, causing all the lightning lights in the clouds to become crazy under the sky. In an instant, they rushed out one by one, like a thunder dragon, heading straight for Wang Lin's right-hand grenade ball.

In this scene, seeing Lei Daozi take a breath, he saw the thunder in the clouds in the sky, as if attracted. It was like a thunderstorm, at the end, on the palm of his right hand.

"This is the real thunder!" Wang Lin's voice was calm, and he waved his right hand forward. The thunder ball rushed towards Lei Daozi with a rumbling loud sound.

Lei Daozi's expression changed drastically. He quickly stepped back without hesitation. He slapped the storage bag and immediately added a black iron rod three meters long and one inch thick in his hand. The iron rod was engraved with talismans, and there was a dark red thin line intertwined on it.

At the moment when Wang Lin's Lei Ball came, Lei Daozi held the stick and inserted it hard on the ground. At the same time, he made gestures with both hands and made marks and landed them on it.

"Thunder of heaven and earth. Receive!" Lei Daozi concentrated his eyes and shouted.

With a rumbling rumbling, the thunder ball came wildly, but was immediately led by the iron rod and changed direction. He headed straight for the iron rod, and the huge thunder power filled the entire iron rod in an instant.

I saw the lightning wandering on it, and all the talismans were lit and moved at this moment, as if they were rapidly absorbing.

However, the thunder ball was too strong. The iron rod made an unbearable crack sound in the next breath, and cracks appeared on it. But at this moment, the dark red thin lines on it wandered along the cracks, as if they were bonded, so that the iron rod did not collapse.

A rumbling sound came from the thunder ball, with powerful majesty. Although a lot of thunder power was absorbed, it still hit the iron rod with a strong impact.

At this moment, the cracks of the entire iron rod spread wildly and appeared rapidly. In almost an instant, the thin red thread almost filled the entire iron rod.

Lei Daozi looked at the scene in front of him, and his eyes showed an incredible look.

At this moment, the iron rod seemed to be unable to withstand the huge thunder power. After absorbing all the thunder balls, it trembled slightly and suddenly collapsed in Lei Daozi's eyes!

It seemed as if countless thunders exploded between the sky and the earth. At this moment, the entire Ran Yunxing trembled, and a large number of famous mountains and peaks collapsed and mountains and rivers roared.

The iron rod collapsed, and the huge thunder power was released. Lei Daozi was the first to take the brunt, and stepped back more than ten steps in a rumbling manner, with a pale face. He stared at Wang Lin and shouted: "You are Xu Mu, who pretended to be the messenger of my Leixian Palace!! What kind of cultivation are you?"

Under the catharsis of thunder power, the thunder net that trapped the immortal guards instantly disappeared, and the immortal guards stepped out.

Wang Lin looked at Lei Daozi calmly and said slowly: "My cultivation..." While he pondered, the immortal power in his body suddenly exploded. He climbed from the foundation building and directly transformed into a god, and then condensed again, achieving the perfection of infant transformation.

It was not over, and with the explosion of the immortal power in the body, my cultivation level improved again. I won the early stage of the trip!

As Wang Lin's body was full of immortal power, Lei Daozi's expression became increasingly ugly. Although he did not look down on the first step of the monk, the old man in front of him was constantly rising. He could not guess at what level he would eventually reach.

The early stage of the trip was not the end. With the violent storm of the immortal power in Wang Lin's body, he reached the mid-stage of the trip while his eyes were pondering!

The immortal power gradually calmed down and stayed in the middle stage of the throne. However, Wang Lin's aura became stronger and stronger, without any pause. This aura was in the artistic conception!

He won the mid-term category. He could not stop the rise of artistic conception. The atmosphere turned into by this artistic conception became stronger and stronger, making Lei Daozi's face become more gloomy.

The artistic conception is like never ending, breaking through the mid-stage of ordinary monks to achieve the title, and climbing wildly. At this moment, Wang Lin's white hair was automatically without wind, and the thoughts and pondering in his eyes became even stronger.

A huge aura emanated from Wang Lin's body and spread around, gradually covering the entire Ran Yunxing.

The artistic conception has reached the late stage of the reign of the country, and it has not ended and is still continuing!

This scene. Lei Daozi's eyelids twitched slightly, and he almost didn't breathe. A bad feeling emerged in his heart. But immediately, he found that the artistic conception seemed to be a little stopped, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He said in his heart: "It's easy to kill this kind of monk who is still at the first step...but, this is really what he is..."

At this moment, a huge landscape painting appeared in the sky. This painting was completely made of softness as the canvas and ground as the ink, which turned out like a mirage.

In this landscape painting, a fountain gradually emerges and flows slowly.

But, next, the landscape paintings in the sky suddenly shook, and they all sucked in with Wang Lin Tianling and disappeared.

Wang Lin's artistic conception. In the midst of Lei Daozi's fear, he had a slight ease. He was crazy again and reached the peak of his late stage in one fell swoop!

The artistic conception is here. Stop!

Lei Daozi breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Wang Lin's artistic conception would break through the first step of practicing Taoism. If that was true, the other party would cooperate with the puppet. Today, there would be a fierce battle!

"Just with such a little cultivation level, I dare to pretend to be the messenger of my Leixian Palace!" Lei Daozi sneered, but he was a little suspicious in his heart. After all, the thunder ball emitted by Xu Mu just now was too amazing.

This kind of thunder magical power is definitely not something that ordinary monks can possess. He has only seen it in the earth-level messengers of the Thunder Immortal Palace. There is another point that he doubts. His spiritual sense swept through before, and he did not find the existence of this person at all. Even if he looked at the spiritual sense now, although he clearly saw this person's cultivation level, he always felt that it seemed like a layer of fog was separated, like looking at the moon in the water.

Wang Lin raised his head. He didn't have much immortal power in his body, so he could only stay in the middle stage of stability, but his artistic conception had reached such a height without realizing it. This was a bit beyond Wang Lin's expectations.

Moreover, he only released the artistic conception of life and death, and within his soul, the artistic conception of thunder power and cause and effect did not radiate.

As for the reason why Lei Daozi couldn't see through Wang Lin's cultivation, it was precisely because of the causal cycle and Wang Lin's artistic conception. Under that evolution, unless he was a cultivator who really entered the second step, it would be impossible to see the clues. Yin and Yang deficiency and reality are just an exaggeration between the first and the second step.

Wang Ping stared at his father in front of him. At the moment when his father's cultivation level improved just now, a slight fluctuation appeared in his body. This fluctuation was clearly transmitted to his soul, making him even stronger about his previous guesses.
Chapter completed!