"Yo, so you're still a man who destroyed the world?"

Lin Xing clasped his hands on his chest and said to the phantom in a slightly surprised tone.

It's just that there is more or less ridicule in that tone.

The phantom looked slightly embarrassed, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Sample, you are making fun of yourself now, you don't know how bullish you used to be.

Later, when the news about the initial cultivation world comes out, you will know how powerful you really are.

When the time comes, don't talk about ridicule, you don't even dare to breathe when you stand in front of you.

Just when the phantom was thinking about some miscellaneous things in his mind, Lin Xing suddenly thought of another thing, looked at the phantom and asked quite interestingly, "You don't interfere in the affairs of the cultivation world, it should be that the cultivation world does not allow you to appear in the cultivation world, right?"

The phantom's expression stiffened suddenly.

He coughed slightly, looked at Lin Xing deeply and said, "Don't think nonsense, the reason why I am reluctant to meddle in the affairs of the cultivation world is because I am afraid that I have a calamity physique, and I am afraid that some small things will be turned into big things." ”

"Don't pretend to be in front of me, I know exactly what you are. ”

Lin Xing waved his hand, and after saying to the phantom impatiently, he raised his foot and stepped out, and disappeared here out of thin air.

The phantom felt that Lin Xing's aura was getting farther and farther away from here, until it disappeared, and his expression instantly became extremely deep.

He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the mountains below, with a glint in his eyes.

"After all these years, there must be a few still alive. ”

Muttering to himself, the phantom's eyes gradually calmed down.

The wreckage of the original cultivation realm, if it was just a wreckage, or some remaining power, although it was not easy to solve, it was not so difficult that it felt powerless.

However, if there are still a few sinners of the five supreme races still alive in there, then things will be difficult to do......

Shaking his head, the phantom forced himself not to think badly.

He took two deep breaths, and his body suddenly collapsed completely.

Lin Xing and the phantom left before and after, and the place was quiet again.

However, if there are extremely powerful cultivators who pay close attention to this place, they will find that there is a lot of vitality in the cultivation world, surging towards this place silently.

And then...... Poured into the wreckage of the original cultivation world......

Click!

More than an hour or so passed, and the sky rippled slightly.

Immediately, a person who seemed more illusory appeared here.

His appearance was constantly changing, and his figure was constantly changing.

In Him, there was a terrible resentment and evil spirit.

"This place ......"

Lowering his head, looking at the opposing peaks below, to be precise, the remnants of the original cultivation realm hidden in the special place below, there was a fiery light flashing in his eyes.

If you can occupy this place, it won't take you five years to become the most powerful cultivator since ancient times.

When the time comes, you will definitely be able to turn your hands into clouds and turn your hands into rain.

Even if it was to destroy the entire cultivation world, it would be an easy matter......

As he thought about it, his body trembled, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and he instinctively rushed downward.

Soon, his body kept changing, and his body kept exuding different frequencies.

I don't know how long it took for Him to finally enter the inaccessible wilderness.

Just as he had just entered the wasteland, the black flames that filled the air of the wasteland suddenly stopped.

At the same time, a dark light door was slightly torn open a crack.

A long, sharp nail-like thing seeped straight out of it.

Boom!

The nails collided with Him, and He suddenly looked crazy.

His whole body erupted with anger and resentment, constantly colliding with the nails.

But after a while, his body was directly scattered, turned into a wisp of evil qi and quickly fled from here......

After expelling Him, the long nails sticking out of the light gate slowly collided with the sky.

Just as it was about to collide with the Heavenly Hellfire, the nail quickly retracted.

At the same time, a voice like a murmur sounded in the wasteland: "Qi Daring, not dead yet......"

......

"Sure enough, there are still alive. ”

Inside the black island, the phantom who had just come back suddenly opened his eyes and muttered with a solemn expression.

But soon, he pinched his fingers and deduced.

What he wants to deduce is not how many sinners are still alive in the wreckage.

He deduced who he had just entered the wasteland.

After several minutes of deducing, the phantom suddenly let out a long sigh.

His eyes were full of boredom.

Because, it wasn't a person who entered the wreckage of the original cultivation realm just now.

He is a monster condensed by the power of countless resentments and remnant souls.

In his own deduction, He seems to have something to do with the one who asks about the heavens and the conformists.

Most likely, he was the one who asked the heavens and kept the rules in the first place.

"Why don't you train Him and let Him deal with the threat in front of you?"

Suddenly, the phantom's eyes flickered twice.

That phantom, because it was composed of countless evil qi and remnant soul powers, had no entity at all, so it was able to enter the wreckage of the original cultivation realm.

So, can you cultivate him, and then let him solve the things that are difficult for both himself and Lin Xing at the moment?

Thinking about it, just when the phantom was extremely moved, his eyes suddenly became extremely clear.

Even on his forehead, there was a cold sweat breaking out.

"Almost got something done again. ”

Reaching out to wipe the cold sweat from his head, the phantom muttered in a small voice.

Himself, indeed, can raise that thing and let Him solve the current problem.

But who will be able to restrain Him at that time?

Thinking of this, the phantom felt lucky in his heart.

Fortunately, after so many years of mind cultivation, I was almost able to control my instincts.

Otherwise, he would do something shocking to the world, and might even cause countless cultivators to fall......

Shaking his head, the phantom slowly closed his eyes, muttering something softly in his mouth.

At the same time, he began to concentrate and let his brain slowly empty.

He was afraid that he would continue to think crankily and then make a series of irreparable things.

You must know that it was because I couldn't restrain myself in the first place, and then I became the last straw that destroyed the cultivation world.

If he had restrained himself at that time, then it was unlikely that the original cultivation world would have been destroyed.

Now, then, it will be a different story......