This is the most infuriating, that is, as soon as Xin Jin's words came out, Wang Lin, who was originally calm, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was boundless killing intent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He deserves to die!

Wang Lin had always hoped that Xin Jin was a member of the Immortal Race, a pawn in ambush in the Terran Race, which was infuriating, but it was better than betraying the race.

This is not only a betrayal of the Terrans, but also a slap in the face of the Terrans, a huge race has a traitor, such a thing is said, the prestige of the Terran will be greatly reduced.

This is something that Wang Lin, who has always hoped to revive the majesty of the human race, does not want to accept, and it is also difficult to accept, so he would rather hope that Xin Jin is a member of the immortal race.

However, Wang Lin's glimmer of expectation was also shattered, everything was just his fantasy, Xin Jin rebelled, Ling Jue Pavilion rebelled, and naturally he could think of the sects that started wars in other regions.

Are they really innocent? are they really just to dominate the Divine Continent? At least Wang Lin can't believe it at the moment.

The cold killing intent boiled in his heart, and the endless evil qi surrounded his body, even Bai Mo couldn't help but avoid his evil qi in the face of him.

Wang Lin's momentum at this time was too terrifying, the scarlet aura filled the air, and his eyes turned purple at some point, full of boundless aura.

The current Wang Lin is like a fierce beast that has been silent for 100,000 years, and at this moment it began to show its fangs, revealing its monstrous arrogance.

Rumble!

As his momentum unfolded, Xin Jin, who was even disdainful, gradually put away the indifference on his face and became dignified.

"Do you want to go to war with us?" Xin Jin said to Wang Lin, who was full of tyranny, with a solemn feeling, although he was very confident in his strength.

Sou!

Without any words, Wang Lin slammed his right foot on the ground, his body flew up in the air, turned into pieces of afterimages and rushed towards Xin Jin, and the huge momentum fluctuated heavily and pressed up.

For this kind of person who betrays the human race and the universe, there is nothing to say at all, just do it!

Rebels, damn it!

"Look for death!"

Xin Jin saw Wang Lin rushing towards him, and shouted disdainfully, and then his body also flew up, and the original golden spiritual power faded at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, the monstrous immortal power erupted.

Immortal power is stronger than spiritual power, but Xin Jin is not an authentic immortal after all, his immortal power is called pseudo-immortal power at best, and Wang Lin's spiritual power has been tempered by heavenly thunder and baptized by the law of immortality, and his power has also been greatly improved.

Therefore, judging from the momentum of the two of them, there is not much difference at all, even if Wang Lin is weaker, it will not be much worse.

Boom!

The two figures collided violently in the sky, erupting into a violent muffled sound, and a terrifying wave of qi spread in all directions centered on the two of them.

Wherever the qi wave passed, the space exploded, the spiderweb-like cracks spread out in all directions, and the monstrous energy that escaped swept over the people on both sides, and dispersed into the distance.

"How is it possible? You're only a half-step emperor?"

Wang Lin and Xin Jin retreated from each other after the collision, the latter's face was filled with incredulity, and he shouted in disbelief, he really didn't believe that it was not even the emperor who collided with him and did not fall behind!

Without waiting for Wang Lin to speak, Xin Jin raised a hideous smile again, "Since you are only a half-step emperor, then let me send you to see the king of Hades." ”

Between the words, an even more terrifying coercion emanated from his body, and the essence of immortal power brought a ferocious wave of qi, accompanied by countless Great Dao Law runes, suppressing the void.

"Three Absolute Palms, Absolute Heaven! Jedi! Absolute Man!"

A huge palm print appeared in the void, the size of a hundred zhang, and with a terrifying aura, it swept towards Wang Lin, and the law runes shrouded it, and the surrounding space collapsed.

There are three different kinds of aura on the palm print, one is the mighty aura that destroys the heavens, the other is the immensity of shattering the earth, and the last is the evil power that destroys living beings.

This is a powerful martial art of Ling Jue Pavilion, the three absolute palms, containing three different mysteries, once issued, it can be said that heaven and earth retreat, and all things are silent.

"Hongmeng Rank Martial Arts?" Wang Linling stood in the sky, looking at the huge palm print that rushed to his face, the three breaths and the flickering law runes carried on it made his brows gradually curl.

Rumble~

A hazy mist of light appeared behind Wang Lin, and a ten-zhang thick pattern stood there, and the terrifying arrogance directly distorted the space.

The five fingers clenched into a fist and smashed out against the huge palm print, and the fusion laws containing the six Great Dao Laws gathered in the fist, and the purple-gold spiritual power turned into a terrifying fist shadow.

The Purple Gold Law Fist Shadow swept out with a momentum that shattered the mountains and rivers, setting off a terrifying storm in the air and sweeping through the main hall.

Rumble!

Thundered~

The two attacks collided, and an extremely terrifying explosion erupted in an instant, and the entire hall seemed to tremble three times by the huge sound.

The astonishing energy storm instantly filled all the spaces above the sky, like waves of the sea, continuous, bursting out towards the surroundings layer by layer.

The space is like a mirror, making a "click" sound, and the next second it shatters, forming a terrifying spatial torrent, impacting every corner of the hall.

This kind of scene can be described as violent, Sun Shang, Zhou Zhuang, Bai Mo, Meng Youran, Shen Yumei and other eight people, as well as the dozen or so figures of Ling Jue Pavilion, all retreated into the distance, watching this fierce collision.

Brush!

Wang Lin stepped on the void, his body was like a swimming dragon, and the "Thunder Lightning" step was even more handy after he was able to fly, ignoring the terrifying energy storm and rushing straight towards Xin Jin on the opposite side.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing Wang Lin rushing out of that violent energy, the hideous color on Xin Jin's face became even more obvious, and he slapped out with one palm, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, and the terrifying immortal power and the power of the law converged in the palm of his hand, becoming a little illusory.

"Jumping clown, you want to kill me, you are not qualified!"

Seeing the palm wind coming, Wang Lin snorted coldly, all the hidden energy in his body was released at this moment, and the violent energy around him actually retreated directly.

Before the retreat, his strength can be against the late stage of the genius emperor rank, after the retreat, the laws are fused, and the cultivation is further advanced, and those who are afraid that only the peak of the late stage of the genius emperor rank are qualified to fight with him!

As for Xin Jin, although he has taken refuge in the Immortal Clan, his strength has increased greatly, and his spiritual power has been transformed into pseudo-immortal power, but compared to the geniuses of the three major academies, he may only be ranked among the twenty on the Emperor List.

This bit of strength, in Wang Lin's eyes, is really not enough!

It was still a punch, and the fist was like a dragon going out to sea, bringing a tumbling wave, but this wave was blood-colored, and the power of the law of Shura was transformed, and the ultimate killing power directly affected Xin Jin's mind.

Click!

The fist, which was stronger than the meteorite landing, hit Xin Jin's palm hard, and I saw that the latter's hideous face instantly froze, and a crisp sound came out, and the arm was directly broken.

"Ahh

The arm broke, and Wang Lin's fist slammed into Xin Jin's chest, and the latter screamed loudly, and his body shot out like a cannonball.

Disheveled!

Xin Jin covered his arms with a look on his face, and fell to the ground in response, and those Ling Jue Pavilion monks hurriedly came over and surrounded him behind.

"Impossible, impossible, how can you really not be strong?" Xin Jin looked at Wang Lin with some lost soul, and kept muttering in his mouth, with a blank look.

He couldn't believe that this was the truth, he had worked hard for thousands of years, fused the immortal light, greatly improved his strength, killed his master, slaughtered those elders who disobeyed him, controlled the entire Ling Jue Pavilion, and greatly increased his strength with the soul of ten thousand people.

Can ...... now

Everything was like a bubble, I was defeated, and I was defeated with one punch!

Sun Shang and a few people in the distance walked over, they looked at Wang Lin in the air, secretly competing in their hearts, and constantly cheering themselves up, although the gap is very big now, they believe that they will definitely catch up in the future.

As for Shen Yumei and Meng Youran, they also think so, but they are so not to be pulled away by the person they love, in order to be with their beloved.

Wang Lin fell to the ground abruptly, looking at Xin Jin who was dazed, and his voice carried a murderous aura, "Betraying the people of the Hundred Races of the Divine Universe, disgrace the face of the human race, you should be killed!"

"No, I'm not going to lose, give it to me, kill them!"

Xin Jin listened to Wang Lin's words and shouted like crazy, and those white-robed figures rushed over without the slightest hesitation after seeing Wang Lin's strength.

"I don't know what to say, the brothers of the Heavenly Demon Palace listen to the order and behead the rebellion!"

Wang Lin looked at the dozen or so white-robed figures who rushed over, shook his head, and then his eyes turned cold, and the killing intent on his body gushed out, he used the tone of command for the first time, but it fell on the ears of Sun Shang and the others, and he did not have any objections.

They were originally from the Heavenly Demon Palace, and it was normal for the Lord of the Palace to order, and it was this time, so after Wang Lin finished speaking, the eight of them turned into eight phantom dragons and quickly rushed towards the white-robed crowd.

"Let my bloody sword cut you traitorous wretchants. Bai Mo kept his face cold, and this time he opened his mouth the most in one breath.

The palm of his hand was reversed, and a blood-colored long sword that exuded a killing aura appeared, and a blood-colored sword qi slashed out, and in the blink of an eye, it became a hundred zhang big.

Rumble!

The two white-robed figures flew out, and their strong immortal power gushed out, although it was a little worse than Xin Jin's, but it was much stronger than Bai Mo's spiritual power.

The two of them turned out to be late stage cultivators of the imperial rank, and the majestic power instantly diffused, and the law runes released a dazzling luster, and two palm prints swept out of their hands respectively, blasting towards the blood-colored sword qi.

Sun Shang and Zhou Zhuang also faced two rebellious late-stage emperor-level monks of Ling Jue Pavilion, although they couldn't have the upper hand all at once like Wang Lin with their strength, but after a long time, they would definitely be the winner.

The rest of the Ling Jue Pavilion monks were all in the middle of the imperial rank, so they were stopped by Meng Youran, Shen Yumei, Gu Wuru, Gu Li, and Chang Wuge.