"I'm just unhappy that this guy is using my name."
"Who are you?" Lei Gong laughed.
"Dong Wanggong!"
"How brave! How dare you blaspheme the power of myth!"
Lei Gong did not hesitate this time and launched an attack directly.
Thunder light fell all over the sky, and the two of them seemed to be plunged into a sea of thunder and lightning.
Chunyang knew that he would die, so he became free and easy and said:
"Haha, you stepped on this guy's tail. Lei Gong is good at specializing, and he probably wants to show off in front of Duke Dong."
"I need to see his performance." Song Lin smiled carelessly.
"Do you really think you are Prince Dong?" Chunyang's eyes widened. Is this guy suffering from madness or being cursed?
At first glance, he looks like a mortal, yet he dares to speak so brazenly.
"You do not believe?"
Thunder and lightning were getting closer and closer, and Song Lin looked pale.
"If you don't believe it, you have no magic power."
"Mana is just an external thing. Only by understanding the realm of the great road and having a strong mind can one be called a strong person."
Until today, Song Lin finally understood.
Why did the ancient saints not take their own cultivation seriously?
Either abandon the body and reincarnate as a mortal, leaving no way out.
Or pass away at will and turn into a dead creature.
Because they are practicing something very new.
They want to understand the great truth and return to the origin.
Some even don't practice at all and just let themselves die naturally.
For example, Confucius is really dead. He has no future generations and is completely dead in the long river of history.
But in all the worlds, he lives forever and is deeply imprinted in the long river of history.
This is an extremely high level.
"Huh……"
Only then did Chunyang react.
The two of them had been chatting for so long, why didn't the thunder and lightning from the sky fall down and kill them?
He looked up and saw that everything around him was still.
Light, thunder and lightning, people, breeze, sound...
Only the two of them are in a normal state.
"Senior, is this your handiwork?"
Chunyang said in shock, using honorifics unknowingly.
"Exactly."
Song Lin reached out and waved.
Wow!
A blazing golden light burst through the sky.
The vast power of pure Yang instantly knocked Lei Gong and others out of their wits.
Chunyang is also a member of Dong Wang Gong Dao Unification, so he naturally recognizes this as Dong Wang Gong's power.
"That shouldn't be the case. Logically speaking, only one person can inherit the lineage. Why are there two people...Senior, when did you awaken your bloodline?"
boom!
Before Song Lin could answer.
I saw a golden door breaking through the void.
Two figures slowly walked out of the door.
The middle-aged man at the head was wearing a golden robe with a golden sun painted on it and holding a lamp in his hand.
Behind him was a young man who looked a bit similar to him, but a little more showy.
"Dong Wanggong!"
Seeing this powerful Yuan Shen man appear, Chunyang's eyes shrank.
This man turned out to be the legendary Duke Dongwang.
When he saw the man behind Duke Dong, Chunyang's eyes suddenly turned red and he wanted to kill him quickly.
This person is the descendant of Duke Dong, the culprit who insulted his sister.
Song Lin stopped the impulsive Chunyang.
The two Eastern Princes looked at each other across the sky.
"You are also called Dong Wanggong?" Dong Wanggong said with a smile.
"Are you the scum who ruined Duke Dong's reputation?" Song Lin replied.
"Hmph, if my descendants make mistakes, I will naturally punish them. If you want to take action without permission, don't blame me for being rude."
boom!
Duke Dongwang took action boldly.
Flames swept over and surrounded the two people from all directions.
The speed of the flames was faster than light, and there was almost no time difference from the moment it started to burning the two people.
At this time, all the flames were absorbed by Song Lin.
Song Lin walked towards the two of them while absorbing the flames of the lamp in Duke Dong's hand.
In the blink of an eye, he came to the two of them.
At this time, Duke Dongwang couldn't stand it anymore and just stood there stunned.
"If you are not qualified enough, then don't pretend to be Prince Dong. With your level, without special merits, you can only stand in the Lingxiao Palace."
"Rare..."
The prince of the East shrank and realized that what Song Lin said was true. He was about to beg for mercy, but unfortunately he and his descendants were turned into ashes in the next second.
"Disciple pays homage to Duke Dong. Thank you very much Duke Dong for avenging me!"
With a thud, Chunyang knelt down.
Looking at this man who couldn't see clearly, Chunyang was completely convinced.
This man is a god from mythology.
He is the myth and he truly represents the myth.
After that, more and more people came out to cause trouble for Song Lin.
Their abilities are extraordinary, and Song Lin's body is full of them, so he has been practicing for less than ten years.
But Song Lin has already understood the spiritual path.
Even without practicing any techniques, he can directly sense the Great Dao and mobilize its power.
This power does not require practice.
He is the great road.
Song Lin fought all the way to the depths of the Shinhwa organization.
Use Buddhist methods to look at a person's karma. Those with too heavy karma will be killed directly. If the karma falls below a certain standard, they will be captured.
Soon, a group of people stood in the hall.
Regardless of whether these people are handsome or beautiful, they all have bruises and bruises.
Song Lin sat in the seat where Taiyi used to be. Others dared to be angry but did not dare to say anything. Some people looked at him with reverence, thinking that Song Lin was the legendary Duke Dongwang, a true myth.
Some people also think that Song Lin is just a monster that came out of a secret realm.
"Taiyi God will not let you go."
"Well, call him out quickly!"
Wow!
The words just fell.
A golden door suddenly opened.
A man wearing a mask with no facial features came out.
Seeing Song Lin, Taiyi took off his mask.
Except for two golden eyeballs, this person has no other organs, like a melted candle.
"I see!"
Taiyi God has insight into the avenue of time and space, and understands what happened in the blink of an eye.
Then his figure flashed.
With the help of his own special abilities, he traveled to twenty years ago.
In front of the welfare home.
A baby was crying loudly.
This is Song Lin back then.
Tai was approaching step by step, with murderous intent in his eyes.
His figure is like a phantom. This was in the past. He was not here in the past, so naturally he could not show his figure, nor could he control the materials in this world.
The so-called traveling through time and space only means being able to gain insight into the context of time and space.
Taiyi activated his ability and golden light flashed in his eyes.
On the balcony of the ninth floor, a woman was hanging clothes to dry, and her back was about to hit the flower pot.
As long as the flowerpot falls, the baby can be killed.
A little bit closer, a little bit more...
Suddenly, Taiyi felt a strong suction coming from him.
The body was sucked into a black hole.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the main hall again.
He saw Song Lin standing in front of him, and the thing in his hand made Taiyi's hair stand on end.
I saw him holding a simple scroll, slowly unfolding it, and it turned out to be a diagram of the universe.
Mysterious, complex, and extremely mysterious.
Looking at Taiyi who was motionless, Song Lin smiled and said:
"I asked how someone could control time and space. It turns out that your body is Luo Shu. It really took no effort."