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Chapter 1379 On the top of the sea of ??clouds, three people, three people, and three people

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    The sea of ??fog roared below, pillars of fog soared into the sky, and murderous intent permeated the world. In this area, there were forty-three platforms that could be stepped on by monks, and there was a monk standing on each of them.

    Except for a few extremely lucky monks, most of those who were able to occupy a platform alone in the first wave were those with advanced cultivation and ruthless behavior.

    There are even five or six people who are even more scheming. Although they have not seen any clues about this place in advance, their cautious character makes them kill all cultivators who compete with them to seize the platform in advance to prevent any danger.

    Now that the situation is clear, and after knowing that the only way to survive is to step on the platform alone, the hundreds of monks who have no platform to go to are all red-eyed. In order to survive, even brothers seem to have to fight.

    Suddenly, these hundreds of monks rushed straight to the forty-three platforms in a frenzy!

    Amid the chaos, Wang Lin had no time to check which monks occupied the remaining forty-two platforms. He made a seal with his hands, and air waves surrounded the surroundings, forming an air curtain to stop the dozen or so people who were attacking.

    Among these more than ten monks, the one with the highest cultivation level is an old man who has reached the fourth decline of heaven and human beings. The rest of the monks have different cultivation levels, but the weakest one is also in the late stage of pure nirvana.

    Although these people are not at the highest level of cultivation, in this moment of life and death crisis, they have unleashed their full potential. In addition, there are a lot of people, and they are rushing to the platform where Wang Lin is from all directions.

    With a loud bang, the magical powers of the more than ten monks fell on Wang Lin's dispersed air curtain. The air curtain vibrated and suddenly became distorted. The more than ten monks frantically launched all available techniques.  , and even took out the magic weapon!

    Everything is a race against time!

    Wang Lin's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He snorted coldly and waved his right hand outward. It turned into a huge palm print and swept around. From a distance, the palm print rotated to form a huge vortex.  .

    The roaring sound was earth-shattering, and the palm print swept across, immediately filling the air with magical power. Most of the more than ten monks who were trying to rush to the platform were rolled back by the strong wind created by the palm print.

    The sea of ??fog roared, and a large number of fog pillars rose into the sky. Including some monks outside Wang Lin's platform, as well as the monks around who were trying to snatch the other platforms, dozens of people died under the pillars of fog amidst the screams.  .

    The smell of blood filled the air, and the lingering sound of screams still made the hundreds of monks without the protection of the platform become even more crazy one by one. They roared and roared to the sky, and rushed into every platform like crazy.

    Wang Lin¡¯s place. After some of the more than ten monks died, nine people were left. They were coming in a hurry with red eyes. All kinds of magic weapons flashed out from their bodies, and in conjunction with magical powers, they struck with a bang.

    There was a cold light in Wang Lin's eyes. He snorted coldly and took a step forward. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of a middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk looked ferocious. The moment Wang Lin appeared, a small sword of faint light came out of his mouth.  It flew out of his mouth and went straight to Wang Lin.

    This middle-aged monk, who is the most declining among the heavenly beings, at the moment when the dim light sword flashed out, the two fingers of Wang Lin's right hand were faster than the flying sword, and they directly pointed at the man's eyebrows.  .

    Yuanli rushed into this man's body crazily, and with a bang, the middle-aged monk's physical body collapsed and his Yuanshen perished.  But it did not dissipate, but turned into a blood mist, which was all sucked into Wang Lin's body.

    Everything happened in a flash of lightning. After Wang Lin committed the murder, he took a step to the side, but he easily avoided the oncoming dim light flying sword. In one step, he came behind the white-haired old man.

    He didn¡¯t pause. He raised his left hand and slapped it casually. It landed on the back of the old man¡¯s heart with a bang. The old man was about to turn around, but when his body was shaken, it collapsed into blood mist and was sucked into Wang Lin¡¯s left hand.

    Wang Lin licked his lips, swayed, and appeared beside another young monk. The young man's face was pale and he hurriedly stepped back without any hesitation. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his hands, and the blood was exactly the same.  It turned into a huge bloody skull in mid-air, and with a silent roar, it went straight towards Wang Lin to devour him.

    Wang Lin not only did not dodge, but went straight towards the young monk. Seeing that the bloody skull was about to be swallowed up, Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange light, and he roared forward!

    This low roar, despite the roar of mist all around, and the fierce sound of countless monks fighting, but under Wang Lin's low roar, all sounds seemed to be completely suppressed, replacing everything, and it shook the earth!

    The bloody skull shook with a bang, but in the roar, it seemed to be swept by an irresistible strong wind, and it suddenly dissipated shrilly, and the strong windA stream of blood shot out and fell on the platform, forming the shape of a plum blossom.

    On that platform, more than a dozen bloody plum blossoms bloomed!

    There was another person, a man in purple robes. This man's expression was gloomy, filled with a sense of gloom. His big sleeves were swung horizontally, and a thousand-foot vicious fish swam behind him, swallowing up all the approaching monks with a fishy wind.  , swallowed all into the abdomen.

    The last two people, one is as thin as a rod, extremely tall, wearing black clothes, with his eyes always closed. Their figures are so fast that even Wang Lin can hardly see them clearly. In the flickering, afterimages seem to remain.  On the same spot, the monks around him screamed death one by one. Every person who died had their souls drawn out and their bodies fell into the sea of ??fog below.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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