Circles of purple brilliance spread around Daluo's body like a sea tide. Pieces of Guanglan divine patterns were imprinted and engraved in the void. There were existences that looked like small magic circles one after another. And these magical magic patterns were layered on top of each other.
, shaking the void, causing the entire black and red world to change, and the principles of the Dao are constantly distorting and changing.
One of Ning Feng Youdu's claws was grabbed by Da Luo, and his body was submerged by the thick wave of light. His whole body was like an insect sealed in amber, unable to move.
The cyan light patterns all over his body began to melt and disintegrate under the illumination of purple light.
Yun Cheng Youdu turned into a stream of gray-white light, like a thin line in the air, constantly winding and weaving in the purple light around Da Luo. It was actually directly blocked by him through the purple light, and came to Da Luo.
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He used both claws to grab Da Luo, but he did not try to kill Da Luo, nor did he touch the bones around Da Luo's waist. Instead, he gathered them from both sides.
In the palms of Yun Cheng Youdu's claws, streaks of gray-white light kept flashing, sandwiching Da Luo in the middle.
At the center of Yun Cheng Youdu's eyebrows, the gray Youdu Desert Aihua bloomed again, but instead of shooting directly at Da Luo, it turned into heavy gray mist-like demonic aura and enveloped Da Luo.
At this moment, the demon power fluctuations in the bones around Da Luo's waist finally stabilized a little and did not continue to increase.
Although it is still extremely powerful, the terrifying power that shocked people's hearts has finally subsided a lot.
Ning Fengyou didn't dare to hesitate at this moment. He wanted to forcefully break away from Da Luo's grip on his hand. However, under the exertion, the entire arm had been broken. The stump was still in Da Luo's hand and had been pinched.
Shattered and bloody.
He stared at Da Luo and gritted his teeth: "His Majesty Youhuang's skeleton, you are such a traitor and you deserve to be cut into pieces by a thousand knives."
Da Luo's eyes were shining with purple light, and his expression was manic and ferocious, as if he had no sense at all, and he had no reaction to Ning Feng Youdu's curse.
Yun Chengyou looked at Da Luo coldly: "This is a power that you are completely unable to mobilize and control. You just want to die with me. Your own level of cultivation is too low and you can't do it."
He let out a long roar, and the waves of demonic power continued to circulate, suppressing Da Luo's mind and the bones of Youdu in his body, making it impossible for him to move further.
"Since you are determined to betray your clan, you are not worthy of possessing His Majesty Youhuang's bones." Yun Cheng Youdu said, each of the three long horns on his head shot out a white light, which converged in the air to form a white light ball.
In the light ball, an illusory claw stretched out.
The claws were like clouds and mist, seemingly light and weightless, but under the mist of Youdu Desert, they successfully broke through Da Luo's protective purple light and grabbed him at the waist.
At this moment, a violent vibration suddenly came from the distant hall in Fang Zhongqian World.
The crocodile god in the main hall looked in surprise at the great demon clone Wang Lin sitting cross-legged in the center of the circle. He saw that the great demon clone opened his eyes at this moment, and streaks of blood-red light shot out, like a long blood-red river.
In this long river, black divine patterns rise and fall in it.
At the same time, outside the void battlefield, on the Yingzhou Fairy Mountain in the Yinghai Sea, Wang Lin himself also opened his eyes. The crack on his forehead twisted slightly and changed into a Tai Chi pattern again, with a thin line-like crack appearing on the Tai Chi pattern.
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This crack was originally erected on the Tai Chi pattern, but as the Tai Chi pattern rotated, the crack also turned upside down.
In Wang Lin's eyes, little rays of light kept floating and shining, and heavy light and shadow flowed, as if the thoughts of thousands of creatures were contained in them.
In the black and red world in the void battlefield, Wang Lin's demon clone in the main hall suddenly stood up and walked out of the main hall in a whirlwind.
The demon's clone let out a long roar, and instantly rose to a height of ten thousand feet, as if standing tall on the sky. It shrunk its feet to the ground, and took a few steps to reach where Da Luo and others were.
Yun Cheng Youdu and Ning Fengyou both took a look, only to feel that the giant who appeared in front of them not only exuded the majestic power of flesh and blood, but also had an extremely evil aura and violent thoughts, and also vaguely revealed a bit of ethereal difficulty.
The artistic conception of measuring power.
It was clear that the huge body stood there, boundless and domineering, violent and violent, with power that shook the heavens and the earth, but there was also a mysterious and mysterious feeling that was everywhere and indelible.
The crocodile god flew out together with Wang Lin's demon clone, and his body gradually became illusory and merged with the ancestral crocodile god's armor. Then the thick armor was put on the dark body of the demon clone.
Countless rock-like armor pieces cover the demon clone, making it look like a tall mountain standing on the ground, supporting the sky.
The demon's clone stood motionless on the earth, suddenly re-establishing the black and red world that was full of cracks and seemed to be shattered.
But the next moment, the great demon's clone was as motionless as a mountain and as moving as thunder. With one step, the world became even more distorted and on the verge of breaking. Its huge body rushed straight towards Yun Cheng Youdu and Daluo.
When Ning Fengyou saw this, he didn't care about his broken arm and serious injury, and stood in front of the demon's clone.
He saw that the physical energy and blood of the demon clone was extremely powerful. When combined with the ancestral crocodile divine armor, the power became even more violent. Naturally, he would not use his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points.
Between his brows, a long rainbow flew out from the surging green light. It was the Lanhua of Youdu.
Seeing this, the demon's clone kept walking and at the same time, blessed by the powerful power of the ancestral crocodile armor, he stretched out his hand and pointed out.
When that finger pointed out, everything in the black and red world seemed to be at a standstill, and only this finger kept moving forward.
Ning Feng Youdu was slightly in a trance, as if there was an endless demonic abyss in front of his eyes, and a group of demons were dancing wildly.
He lowered his head to the abyss, but it was as if he was looking up at a tall tower reaching the sky. Everything in the world was concentrated on the tower, transformed into a demon, and worshiped towards the top of the tower.
The entire Demonic Abyss was suppressed, making him overwhelmed and ready to kneel down.
The fingertips, the spire of the tower, and the bottom of the abyss all merged into one at this moment, concentrated on one point, so heavy that it could not be added.
There was no explosion of energy and blood, no vibrations in the whole body, and there was no astonishing explosive power in the body like the birth and death of the universe. However, Wang Lin's great demon clone's pointer made Ningfeng Youdu's Youdu immediately flow with Lanhua.
It was difficult to make any progress, the green light kept breaking, and was even pushed backward towards Ning Fengyou and pressed back against it.
In the past, the supreme classics of the primitive demon sect, the peak of martial arts and supernatural powers recorded in the primitive demon scriptures, all demons bowed their heads.
The Youdu clan had many battles with the original demon sect in the vast land of China in the Middle Ages. At that time, although Ningfeng Youdu had not yet been born, he inherited the origin and could not recognize anything else. He could also recognize the martial arts style of surrendering all demons.
Supernatural powers.
"The impact of the injury is not small, but the strength of the guy in front of me has completely exceeded that of the monks in the human race's Hedao realm." Ning Fengyou gritted his teeth. Seeing Wang Lin's pointer, he suppressed his offensive while keeping his figure.
, stepped forward and rushed to the front of Yun Cheng Youdu
The seemingly violent momentum suddenly turned around and became extremely gentle, but it stirred up the demonic power of Yun Cheng Youdu that was suppressing Da Luo.
Yun Cheng Youdu was trying to seize the Youdu skeleton in Da Luo's body. He had no time to distract himself from trying to control the out-of-control skeleton. At this moment, when Wang Lin disturbed him, the situation suddenly got out of control again.
In desperation, Yun Chengyou quickly retreated, but after retreating, he immediately advanced
This time, his target is Wang Lin's demon clone.
Under the violent demonic power, Wang Lin's great demon clone also felt suffocated for an instant. There was no need to be distracted by the Yuncheng Youdu on the other side of Daluo, and his terrifying power was fully unleashed. The entire black and red world
, a crack suddenly opened across the sky in the sky overhead, which was unprecedentedly huge.
At this time, Da Luo was in mid-air, his head hanging slightly, the purple light in his eyes became dull, and the skeleton around his waist, after a brief period of calmness, became restless again.
Yun Cheng Youdu didn't care about this, the gray light was flowing between his eyebrows, and the terrifying Youdu Mo Aihua was ready to go.
On the other side, Ning Feng Youdu, with one remaining hand covering the gap in his broken arm, stared at Wang Lin's demon clone with cold eyes.
Wang Lin's face, covered by the ancestral crocodile god's armor, showed no expression at all. He looked at Yun Cheng Youdu and Ningfeng Youdu as if he were looking at two dead objects, which was frightening to watch.
The thick crocodile divine armor suddenly separated from his body.
Seeing this scene, Yun Cheng Youdu's pupils suddenly shrank.
Naturally, Wang Lin could not just sit back and wait for death. As a result, his current behavior immediately gave rise to an ominous premonition in Yun Cheng Youdu's heart.
Without any hesitation or delay, gray-white brilliance poured out instantly, sweeping across the void, like a rolling tide, hitting Wang Lin's great demon clone overwhelmingly.
At the same time, Wang Lin's demon clone had stretched out a finger and pointed at the center of the crack between his eyebrows.
The next moment, both Yun Cheng Youdu and Ning Feng Youdu's eyes flashed. The demon's clone, who was ten thousand feet tall and towering over the sky and the earth, had disappeared.
Instead, what appeared on the spot was a figure of ordinary height.
The figure was dressed in black, and the skirts of his clothes were floating, blending into the vast void, as if the whole world was integrated into his body. Although his body did not look tall on the outside, it seemed to accommodate a whole world.
His figure was vaguely transparent, and there was a shocking sight inside his body.
The long road to the underworld has turned into his skin, the rushing Wangchuan River flows in his blood, a desolate ancient black stone bridge has turned into his backbone, and at his heart, stands a black hall like a majestic city.
In the main hall, two roulette wheels, one black and one white, rotated rapidly.
The facial features of the figure were strikingly consistent with Wang Lin himself. When his eyes were open and closed, they looked like two shining crystals or mirrors.
On the mirror, countless lights and shadows flashed, showing endless things in the past, present, and future. However, these things are constantly changing between certainty and uncertainty at this moment, full of absurd but mysterious meanings.
A black and white Tai Chi pattern on the figure's forehead slowly rotates, exhausting the mysteries and truths of the world.
This figure is Wang Lin’s return to virtual body.
Today, the third disciple of Lin Feng, the master of Xuanmen, Wang Lin, the Supreme Master, is refining the spirit and returning to the void. To be continued.~ Search Basket Color to read the full text of the following chapters