Chapter 877: The Old Man in Green Shirt (1)
In front of the other three temples, at the same time, people were moving forward a little bit closer, each temple flashed with different light, the temple on the far right was full of white light, and there were countless sharp swords in the storm ahead, the temple on the far left was a red light flashing, raging and wanton fire, as if in a sea of fire, and the other temple was filled with earthy yellow light, sometimes yellow sand, sometimes flying stones roaring, and sometimes the waves were monstrous. Flash Dance.
The terrifying coercion in front of the four temples was all the same, but the attacks from the storm were very different.
At this time, in front of the shimmering red temple, Yan Luoling and the black phoenix girl were walking in a raging fire, the colorful and crystal wings behind them were extremely eye-catching, and the two of them were almost neck to neck, and they had reached the range of seventy zhang at this time. Flash Dance.
Tang Chan on the far right, there are countless runes flickering and changing, constantly forming a formation, protecting it in it, and there is a black and white bead floating above his head, which is the Tang family's family treasure killing god bead, at this time Tang Chan has entered the range of seventy zhang, and his face is pale and overdrawn is very huge.
In front of the last Xuanwu Temple, there were two holy sons of the Qin Yu and Jinpeng clans, the two of them were the first to step into this place, but they were in the last position at this time, because they were not the bloodline of the Xuanwu clan, so the pressure they were under was also the strongest.
Lin Ruo was only one step away from entering the ninety-nine zhang range, only one step away from stepping into the temple, everything in front of him suddenly shattered, a terrifying whirlpool directly condensed, and the crazy and turbulent endless suction suddenly unfolded, and all the storm power around him, as if he had found an outlet, poured directly into the whirlpool, and his true dragon law became even more distorted, emitting bursts of wails, as if he was uncontrollably absorbed by the whirlpool. 35xs
All the light and shadows around him became extremely dim, and there was no longer any temple or all the other cultivators, and in the darkness, the starlight flickered blinking, and the only thing that came into view was the terrifying vortex that had become a thousand feet in size in front of him.
All the spiritual power, as well as the aura of heaven and earth, involuntarily surged towards the whirlpool at this moment, and between the flickering of light, the power emitted by the whirlpool became more and more terrifying.
Lin Ruoli was unable to help herself in front of her, her body was constantly twisting, and she was about to be sucked into the terrifying whirlpool in an instant, to Lin Ruoli's surprise, she herself was not affected in the slightest, as if this whirlpool had no effect on her at all.
The magic trick pinched, Lin Ruoli hurriedly put away the true spirit magic phase, at this time she felt that all the superimposed power before disappeared, and no trace still existed, and the next moment the whirlpool suddenly continued to get smaller, from a thousand zhang to a hundred zhang just a few breaths of time, and then it became dozens of zhang, a few zhang.
The whirlpool continued to flow, and finally turned into the size of several feet, and poured directly into the body of a person who did not know when.
Lin Ruoli's eyes flickered, and he looked at the old man who appeared out of thin air in disbelief.
This old man was dressed in a green robe, his figure was thin and thin, his face was extremely old, and he was already full of wrinkles, but the hair on his head was dark, there was not a single white hair, his eyes were like electricity, and his essence was flashing, at this time he stood there, unfazed, just like an ordinary old man, but Lin Ruoli felt the terrifying aura exuded by this old man.
"The ancient battlefield, thirty-six true spirits, hundreds of thousands of war-related cultivators were all killed in battle, when we waited for the cultivation of the fairyland, burned out the soul power to see this temple with the remains of the flesh, if the descendants of the bloodline are more than a thousand, then the light is shining, with the blessing of the bloodline, maybe there is a **** and so on!"