Chapter 198: Mission Accomplished

"Ding! The host returns!"

"Ding! After testing that all the host's tasks have been completed perfectly, please continue to keep it up, don't swell!"

Lin Xuan's figure slowly appeared in an empty space, and where he was, there was no sky, no earth, no sun, moon and stars, and not even a trace of dust could be seen.

It was an oppressive space, with a dullness all around it that was hard to decipher.

"Ding! Because you are stupid and have impressed the ants of the ninja world, you will be rewarded with an additional treasure. ”

"Ding! The treasure for you has arrived!"

A red light flew into Lin Xuan's hand, and because the speed was too fast, he didn't react for a while.

After a long while, Lin Xuan came back to his senses and looked down at the things in his hand.

This is a very ordinary oil-paper umbrella, and the first impression I have on myself is the word ordinary.

It doesn't look any different from the umbrella of the mortal world, it has no aura around it, and it doesn't exude aura.

"Huh!"

Lin Xuan stretched out the big red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, his expression a little ugly.

The handle of the paper umbrella is spiral wood, and the umbrella surface is a little thin, which feels quite easy to puncture.

What's the use of taking this kind of counterfeit and shoddy products?

Come to be funny?

Immediately after that, a series of information poured into Lin Xuan's mind like a rising tide.

"Ding! This is a waste umbrella refined by the Lord God himself, called a kind of you come in and kill me!"

Lin Xuan sensed the news in his head, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and his eyes became subtle.

"Ding! This umbrella is invincible, hiding under this umbrella, no matter what kind of spells and attacks encountered, anyone is invincible, and it is impossible to suffer the slightest damage. If you open the umbrella, all the magic and magic powers in the world will not be able to touch you. ”

"What?"

Hearing this, Lin Xuan's eyes twitched violently, and his body trembled imperceptibly.

He lowered his head and wiped the big red umbrella in his hand again, but he still couldn't see anything.

At this moment, Lin Xuan couldn't help but have a strange picture in his heart.

In the middle of a dusty desert, the sky is sprinkled with crimson plum blossoms and pale snowflakes.

Desolate yellow, oozing red, and lonely white, these three colors make this scene particularly impactful.

Suddenly, a man in white slowly appeared in the wind and sand, he walked in a chic manner, holding a big red umbrella over his head, the guy looked indifferent, and didn't care about the debris in the air at all.

Lin Xuan's heart froze, his impatience gradually calmed down, the whole person was like a tense string, he knew this person, he could not get to this point, it was inseparable from him.

Red plums chase snow, and the desert is desolate.

This is......

When Lin Xuan raised his head, he gasped, and his whole person was like a thunderbolt from the sky.

Above the white clouds, above the sky, there are many cultivators there, and any one of them exudes an aura of destruction and destruction, as if these cultivators only need to gently hook their fingers, the whole world will be annihilated.

Lin Xuan held his breath, his mind was blank, he knew very well in his heart that the coercion exuded by those guys alone was enough to make him die thousands of times.

For a while, he became extremely pious, and his demeanor was extremely respectful, although he didn't know why he came to this place, Lin Xuan didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

The monks who stood in the sky all had mounts under them, some were white cranes, some were humanoid black bears, and there were endless golden dragons and fierce tigers.

Those mounts exude a fierce aura all over their bodies, and at a glance they know that they are not good people, and each of them must be stained with the resentment of hundreds of millions of living beings.

Below.

The stronger the wind, the denser the snow, and the more plum blossoms.

The man in white walked gently with an umbrella, and as soon as the wind and snow lifted, his figure blurred and disappeared.

Suddenly, a soul-shattering voice came from high in the sky, and Lin Xuan couldn't help but look up at the tens of thousands of bald monks who were reciting bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

After the baptism of the Buddha's voice, Lin Xuan's thoughts changed in an instant, and at this moment, he actually thought that he was the lamp in front of the Buddha, and the wick who had been listening to the Buddha's talk about the bitter sea and red dust.

The desert is lonely with snow, and the plum is dyed.

This thought was only fleeting, because Lin Xuan saw a scene that he would never forget for a lifetime, and that shocking scene quickly pulled him out of his strange state.

When Lin Xuan came back to his senses, he didn't feel scared for the first time, but felt shocked, crazy, and even ecstatic.

The cultivators in the heavens kept casting spells, and with a wave of their hands, they summoned countless stars, each of which was indescribably huge, and everything in the world seemed to be gravel compared to them, and anyone who stood in front of them would tremble.

Countless huge stars shrank in the hands of the cultivators in the sky, and eventually turned into only a small snowflake.

Originally, there were many living beings living on those stars, but they turned into ashes under the fingers of those cultivators, and after these ashes gathered, they became bright red plum blossoms.

In other words, every snowflake is made up of stars, and every plum blossom is made up of charcoal creatures.

Not only is the weight of hundreds of billions of trillion tons locked into an inconspicuous snowflake, and billions of creatures turned into blood-colored plum blossoms, any one of them will become the most terrifying and desperate weapon in heaven and earth.

With a wave of their hands, snowflakes and plum blossoms fell from the sky like flowing clouds, gently falling into the desert.

Snowflakes and plum blossoms should have caused earth-shattering changes, even if they can't surprise the time, but they shouldn't be the power that this heaven and earth can carry, and any part of them should be the existence of the world.

In fact, such a thing happened only because those cultivators completely blocked all the power to ensure that every trace of power on the stars was completely gathered, and only those who met the white clothes would release their power without hesitation.

After Lin Xuan saw the Heavenly Cultivators before, he clearly felt that every single one of them was a rebellious person, and they were all peerless masters with unparalleled combat power.

Although this description was not quite accurate, Lin Xuan did perceive that he could find the same temperament in every monk in the heavens, that is, the invincible loneliness in the world.

It was as if each of them was a unique powerhouse in heaven and earth, an unshakable first monk who had no rivals in the world.

Of course, this was a contradictory statement, but Lin Xuan firmly believed this in his heart, and he didn't even have the slightest doubt.

Because the world is made up of countless stars, perhaps each of them is the number one master in a different world.

Lin Xuan couldn't find the words to describe such a lineup, but the fact was obvious, it was enough to push the starry sky sideways and destroy everything.

Lin Xuan took a deep look at the heavenly man, and then couldn't help but look into the distance, looking at the man in white who was enduring the wind and snow.

Snow is not natural snow, and flowers are not human flowers.

Of course, the wind is not like ordinary wind, and the sand and dust are not like ordinary things.

Every wisp of wind is transformed by the magic of the heavenly monk's mount, in fact, it is enough to be called the existence of shaking the changes of the world, and the rolling red dust will also be destroyed in the wind, but compared with the methods of those monks, this wind is too insignificant to be worth mentioning.

Maybe no one can survive such an attack, in fact this is an invincible lineup.

However, Lin Xuan was an exception, because he was not from this world, there was an insurmountable distance between him and others, and it was as difficult for ordinary people to cross this distance as it was for ants to ascend to the sky.

If the world is regarded as a painting, then for Lin Xuan, he is the one who stands at a distance and looks at the painting, and what happens here does not affect him at all.

Of course, in this place, there is another person who is an exception, and he is the man in white.

He held a red umbrella and walked slowly, his eyes full of indifference.

The man in white had a cold face, this person should be called Zhou Chen, Lin Xuan knew him, and it was precisely because of him that Lin Xuan had come to this point.

Zhou Chen's face was delicate, and a pair of eyes seemed to contain all the red dust, although he looked very small, but it made every cultivator in the sky feel terrified.

Plum blossoms and snowflakes drift down the surface of the umbrella in the breeze, and then follow the surface of the umbrella to the ground, becoming a cloud of dust.

Yes, the desert in front of you is composed of snow plums that slide down from the umbrella surface, and the cold wind blows and sets off a lot of sand.

Zhou Chen stood under the umbrella, as if he was standing in another world, even if it was windy and rainy outside, he was still immovable under the umbrella.

No matter how desperate the attack is, it will be left in a huff.

"It was just an ordinary umbrella, but I touched it, so it was like this!"

Zhou Chen smiled slightly, and his sassy voice blew into everyone's hearts.

His eyes gradually sharpened, but it was just a slight look, which actually made all the monks in the heavens feel fearful.

He is alone, with an umbrella, and he swallows the world.

Just one glance and one sound made tens of thousands of immortals tremble.

He was alone, smiling.

Before he could make a move, there were three thousand zhang sharp edges that could cut through the red dust, and he was ready to attack, making the heavenly immortals and demons standing in the sky tremble.

Although the cold light did not illuminate the sky, the world was already paved with blood.

Except for Zhou Chen, a sense of depression rose in everyone's hearts, including Lin Xuan.

For Lin Xuan, this is an incredible thing, but it is also reasonable.

Because Zhou Chen is different from others, otherwise he would not have been able to cause the siege of so many peerless masters.

The heavenly monks all feel a different way, they feel that they have gone from a state of superiority to a state of humility to the dust.

Although the people in white stood on the ground and they stood in the sky, those people all felt that Zhou Chen was looking down on him like a giant, and his cold eyes did not carry the slightest emotion.

"I'm going to make a move!"

Zhou Chen's eyes burst out with the sharpness of a peerless swordsman, and at any glance, it seemed like he could pierce through the nine heavens and ten earths.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and looked at the past intently, a person like him who is truly invincible in the world will bring real lifelessness to the world.