The seventh-order Qingyun Sect is the third-ranked sect of the Wuji Sect in the last big competition in the seventh-order star field, this Qingyun Sect pays attention to changes, and it has more unpredictable meanings, and its sect is quite large, with more than 7,000 disciples, and for countless years, it has come out of many masters. These masters are often selected by the Wuji Sect and focused on cultivating.

The flat voice was a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, this man looked calm, his skin was slightly yellow, as if he was seriously ill, his words were idle, he stepped out of the crowd on the west side of the Dabi platform, like an invisible auspicious cloud under his feet, making his body gradually approach the platform.

This man's spruce is very prestigious in the seventh-order star field, and most of them are in retreat on weekdays and don't ask about the world.

It is rumored that he is one of the three internal sect members of the eighth-order star field dispute after the grand ceremony of the Wuji Sect, and for thousands of years, he has been valued by the Wuji Sect, a large number of pills and treasures, and even supernatural powers, have been continuously helped, and one of the seven elders of the Taishang in Wuji has personally preached for thousands of years.

It can be said that this person is a great supernatural cultivator cultivated by gathering all the strength of the Wuji Sect, and the purpose is to win in the eighth-order sect competition!

Although this spruce does not look old, it has actually been cultivating for thousands of years, and at this moment, his expression is calm, he fell in front of the platform Wang Lin, and hugged his fists and said: "Lu Daoyou, please advise!"

After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly burst into essence, and the cultivation of the late stage of the shattered Nirvana suddenly burst out, forming a version of the wind vortex swept towards the surroundings with itself as the center, the heavens and the earth seemed to change, and from a distance, a huge vortex was faintly visible, slowly turning. The phantom of the nine-headed red tiger suddenly dissolved in the whirlpool, and the roar was shocking. "Tiger Soul Nine Turns!" Among the monks around, there were also some well-informed people, and the sun was condensed at this moment.

In the stands where everyone from Wuji Sect was, Feng Hai looked gloomy, staring at Wang Lin, he was very scheming, he would never fight with someone who was not sure of winning unless he had to, and he was about to take this opportunity to see where the limit of cultivation was for the person who killed Zhao Long!

The rest of the elders of the Wuji Sect also looked at the spruce with the look of a person of the same generation, and they knew that if this spruce was not one of the three people of the internal ceremony, they would have become an elder of the Wuji Sect long ago.

The white-robed old man, the sect leader of the Wuji Sect, narrowed his eyes and showed a look of appreciation, although he knew that this spruce was not the strongest of the three people in the inner determination, but with his cultivation in the late stage of the Shattered Nirvana, it was enough to witness the strength of the Wuji Sect.

In the previous several eighth-order competitions, the Wuji Sect was all at the bottom of the ranks, and this time, the old man believed that even if they still did not win and became the first, they would never be reduced to the end as before.

Spruce's eyes showed battle intent, and he pointed forward with both hands, and suddenly the ripples formed by the soul of the nine-headed red tiger outside his body immediately made a loud rumbling sound, but it was the nine-headed tiger roaring out, and it turned into a hundred zhang in the sky, from nine different directions, straight to Wang Lin to devour. Between heaven and earth, it seems that with the appearance of these nine-headed tigers, they have also turned red.

Wang Lin's face was as usual, his expression did not change in the slightest, he came to Wuji Sect this time, what he wanted was a quick word, and at the fastest speed, he burst out the strength that shocked everyone, so that Guiyuan Sect could become famous.

If it is delayed for a long time, once the injury under the pressure of the effect worsens, then the gain outweighs the loss.

At the moment when the nine-headed tiger roared Mao Wei, Wang Lin took a step forward, this step, his artistic conception suddenly changed, but his body was distorted all around, as if he couldn't distinguish the true from the false, and in this step, Wang Lin's right hand waved forward into the void, and immediately a blue flame suddenly rose, surrounding the whole body, forming a flame vortex. "Open!" Wang Lin let out a low shout, and the flame vortex outside his body suddenly reversed, but it rumbled and dispersed around him, and in the blink of an eye, he collided with the nine-headed tiger that pounced.

The roaring sound echoed in an instant, and the heavens and the earth even more rippled violently, and the nine-headed tiger was immediately surrounded by blue flames, and three of them suddenly collapsed, making an earth-shattering roar.

In the flames, Wang Lin's figure came out in an instant, heading straight for the spruce, and in the process of moving forward, he raised his right hand and pointed to the sky, and shouted: "The fire of heaven and earth!"

As soon as these words came out, among the nearly 100,000 monks around the platform, all the fire-related monks cultivated by the supernatural powers, one by one, their faces changed drastically at this moment, and they clearly noticed that the fire attribute yuan power in their bodies was actually at this moment, not controlled by themselves, and became crazy, wanting to rush out of their bodies, as if they had been summoned!

In an instant, the monks who were cultivating the firepower in the surrounding stands suddenly seemed to be burning in their bodies, and the flames rose up to the sky, and they went straight to Wang Lin's right hand to condense!

Among the people of the Wuji Sect, there was an elder Bai's face that changed suddenly, the divine power he cultivated was fire, and at this moment, his hands in his knees immediately pinched the trick, and he hurriedly counted the points on his chest, which stabilized the fire element in his body. It seems that at this moment, Wang Lin incarnated as the first flame when heaven and earth first opened, and became the controller of fire, and the fire of heaven and earth all obeyed his orders.

Flames flew out of the crowd, condensing towards Wang Lin, all of this was born in an instant, fast and incredible, under Wang Lin's front, there were flames coming from all directions above his right hand to form a huge fireball, as his right hand fell, this fireball suddenly merged into Wang Lin's right hand.

The spruce also changed his complexion, his body immediately retreated, and when he raised his right hand to grasp the void, a crack in the storage appeared, and he was about to take out the treasure to resist.

But how could Wang Lin give him a chance to take the treasure, the Shattered Nirvana Cultivator would have so many powerful treasures, once they were taken out, this battle would not end in a short time. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his left hand suddenly raised and pointed at the spruce, and said silently: "Fixed!"

One word fixed, the spruce body had a momentary pause, just at the moment of its pause, Wang Lin's whole person, turned into a sea of fire, approaching in an instant, his right hand contained the previous fireball, at this moment it was like a flame hand, two fingers in the moment of walking from the spruce body, on his chest three times!

Every time it was clicked, there was a roar echoing, and the spruce's body was even more violent, and the whole body was immediately filled with a sea of fire, and after three attacks, the spruce's whole person spurted blood, and his body was pushed by a strong bang, and he threw it away fiercely towards the rear.

If it was just like this, Wang Lin's supernatural power would not be revealed, and his body stopped, but his right hand was a fierce grasp of the void!

Under this grasp, an endless sea of fire between heaven and earth instantly appeared out of thin air, sweeping and replacing the sky, making this place seem to be a world of flames.

The moment the endless flame appeared, it frantically rushed towards the spruce's body after being thrown, and the roar continued to echo, becoming more and more amazing. In the end, with a bang, the spruce's whole body burst into a blood mist, but the body did not collapse, but emitted a milky white light in the body, which was constantly counterbalanced by the power of the flames.

The spruce face was bloodless, and it landed on the platform thousands of feet away, and at the moment it landed, the platform under its feet immediately appeared with a clicking sound, but there were countless cracks torn open, and it was even more slammed.

His body retreated again, and he pushed out a hundred zhang in a row, and then stopped, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground, shocking! "Thank you Daoyou for keeping your subordinates!" Spruce sank for a moment, hugged his fist at Wang Lin, turned around and staggered away.

There was silence all around, Wang Lin's expression was as usual, as if the battle just now was extremely calm for him, he was indeed merciful, otherwise, the last blow was enough to make the other party collapse.

It's just that this time, the price is also very great, Wang Lin forcibly exerted all his strength, and the injury was a little heavier. But outsiders can't see it at all.

Most of the monks in the surrounding stands stood up abruptly at the moment when the spruce fell, and looked at Wang Lin whose clothes were blown by the residual wind on the platform from afar, with a deep sense of awe in their eyes.

The elders of the Wuji Sect were also shocked one by one at this moment, although they had also heard a little about Wang Lin's strength before, but after all, hearing was false, even if they believed it, it was far less intuitive and impactful than what they saw with their own eyes right now.

Before Wang Lin killed the people of the Xianyin Sect and Xun Luan Sect, after all, he had a sense of bullying the weak, although his magical powers were amazing, but these Wuji Sect elders asked themselves that they could do it, so they didn't care too much. But now it's a sudden change!

The cultivation of the spruce is similar to theirs, and at the moment, under the empathy, it is bitter, even if he changes to the spruce, it seems to be ...... It's also going to be defeated!

And most importantly, Lu Zihao's expression was as usual, as if he was extremely relaxed, as if he didn't use all his strength at all, which made their hearts shake a little. Feng Hai was silent, looking at Wang Lin on the platform, his eyes flickering.

The elder who cultivated the fire next to him looked at Wang Lin's gaze, with a trace of fear, he felt the most deeply, at the last moment, he had a feeling, it seemed that with just one thought from the other party, his own flame would come out of his body and be used by the other party! He had been at war with people all his life, and this kind of strange thing was the first time he had encountered it in his life.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, looking at the sky, and he said slowly: "Lu is going to fight today, who else will accompany him!" "Seventh-Order Purple Pine Valley Dulin, fight with Lu Daoyou!" "Yin Hu of the Lower Seventh-Order Tianyin Sect, please teach Daoyou!"

The voices of a man and a woman sounded almost at the same time, but in the southeast and southeast directions of the platform, two Changhong galloped out, and the whistling was approaching instantly, but after they appeared to each other, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"You guys, come together!" Wang Lin withdrew his gaze from the sky and said flatly. He raised his right hand and pressed it towards the void under the platform, and immediately occupied the huge platform of half of the cultivation star, and there was a shock, even this cultivation star also shook, and a burst of eternal vicissitudes of life, as if with the grasp of Wang Lin's right hand, it was directly born out of this cultivation star! "Draw the power of the star soul!" Immediately, a monk exclaimed, his voice revealing a thick horror!