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Chapter 1590 Ancient Mystery Three Steps!  (First update)

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    Through the hazy mist of death, you can see deep in the crack on the ground, sitting cross-legged, a bald man in purple. This man is wrapped in a purple robe, and sometimes there are sad and sad figures on his bare head.  The soul's face was convex and convex, and it let out a silent hiss.

    As he raised his hands and waved outward, the three hundred bubbles headed straight for him.

    The bald man opened his eyes suddenly, with a strange light in his eyes, staring at the monks in the three hundred bubbles, with a cruel look on his face.

    "Only in this place can we have a chance to rise to the heights of the Nether Spirit Clan! The more people die, the stronger the death aura, and there are still these living beings to feed on If in the ancient stars, such an event would happen  Killing will definitely be punished by the Elder Council." The man showed a satisfied smile, flicked his sleeves, and the three hundred bubbles suddenly collapsed one by one.

    The collapse of the bubble exposed the three hundred Zhaohe female cultivators inside the hazy death aura, their expressions twisted and showing signs of pain, and their bodies slowly began to shrink at the moment the bubble collapsed.  withered.

    Bursts of vitality radiated from their seven orifices, condensing around them, and slowly turned into phantoms. The phantoms were like souls, with the same appearance as their real bodies.

    Zhou Zihong's expression was distorted, her eyes were closed tightly and her body was trembling. The vitality quickly spread out from her body, and after condensation, it also turned into a phantom.  As the bald man's eyes flashed with strange light, Zhou Zihong's phantom of Yuan Shen headed straight towards the man together with the other phantoms.

    "Bliss of the Dark Devourer!" The bald man roared, stretched out his hands and waved forward. Immediately, the three hundred souls' phantom moved faster, and was about to stand up in the blink of an eye.

    The moment it opened its mouth, cruelly about to devour it, a cold snort suddenly came from heaven and earth.

    This cold snort was like thunder rising suddenly. Under the roar, a storm of sound waves was formed, shaking violently. The bald man's body trembled, and his outstretched arms collapsed directly, and when they turned into flesh and blood,  Spurting out blood, he looked horrified and retreated quickly.

    The three hundred soul ghosts, who originally had their eyes closed, now opened their eyes in shock, looking around in confusion.

    "Who is it?! Which powerful person has come to the Nether Spirit Clan? I am the leader of the Nether Spirit Clan. I don't know why I have neglected my seniors. Please" The bald man's face was pale, with fear in his eyes. His heart was pounding as he stepped back.  , extremely shocked.

    The other party just snorted, causing his arms to collapse when he was using his magical powers. He also hit his mind hard, causing his blood to boil and his soul to almost collapse.

    His cultivation has reached the fifth level of deity. He can recognize this kind of thing at a glance. The other party must be that powerful person who must not be provoked!  It's just that he couldn't figure out how he offended this powerful man and why he wanted to punish himself.

    He didn't think about it at all. The opponent was not from the ancient stars, but a cultivator within the realm. He knew clearly that most of the cultivators within the realm were currently surrounded by layers in the Luotian Star Territory and were making their final struggle. There was no way they could come.  to here.

    In panic, before he could finish his words, his eyes were replaced by a white glow. He looked up along the cracks and saw a man in white walking out of the deathly mist.  white-haired man.

    The man's expression was gloomy. Behind him were thousands of heads floating in the death aura. A series of extremely sad screams came from those thousands of heads, making the bald man's mind tremble and his pupils shrink. He looked  Looking at the man in white, he felt that he looked very familiar.

    "Youyou are" The bald man's mind roared. After he was stunned for a moment, the familiar feeling coming from the other person suddenly reminded him of a person. When he remembered that person's name  In an instant, the bald man immediately let out an unbelievable exclamation, backed away crazily, and let out a high-pitched roar.

    "People of the Mingling Tribe, escape from this star immediately, quickly, quickly"

    Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and he raised his right hand forward to grab the void. Immediately, an illusory big hand appeared directly, breaking through the sky and earth with a roar, and went straight towards the retreating bald man.

    In an instant, the moment the man spoke the words, the illusory big hand grabbed his whole body. With a strong grip, the bald man let out a tragic sound, and his body suddenly collapsed.

    But his head was completely preserved, sealing his soul and spirit. When Wang Lin took back his right hand, it became one of the thousands of heads behind him.

    At the same time, on this Cultivation Star, the auras of the Nether Spirit Tribe people are rising up from various places. Each breath represents a Netherworld clansman.The Spirit Tribe people looked confused after they appeared, but they flew into the sky without hesitation and were about to escape from the star as they scattered.

    Although they don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on, the patriarch¡¯s orders are like heaven, and they will carry them out without thinking!

    Wang Lin turned around, his eyes were cold, he waved his right hand back, and thunder burst out from his right eye. The huge lightning flashed directly from Wang Lin's right eye, split into countless pieces, and rushed towards the surroundings with it as the center.

    On the dark Cultivation Star, at this moment, lightning and lightning intersected, and thunder roared. Each split lightning was like a life-threatening disaster, blasting into the bodies of the fleeing Netherling Tribe people, blasting their bodies out, and rolling them into pieces.  Come with the head in your hand.

    The screams of death were heard one after another on the cultivation star. Wang Lin ignored them. He looked at the three hundred illusory souls who were still in a daze. He flicked his sleeves and these souls immediately returned to their bodies one by one.  Inside.

    Taking one step out of the crack, the moment he walked out, lightnings came back from all directions. As the number of heads behind Wang Lin approached ten thousand, those lightnings merged into Wang Lin's right eye one by one.

    In just a few breaths, all the members of the Nether Spirit Clan on this cultivation planet were completely dead, with no one left alive!

    While in mid-air, Wang Lin raised his right hand and pressed it toward the ground below. A roaring sound arose. The endless death energy lingering on the ground was rolling like waves at this moment, rising into the sky and heading straight for Wang Lin.  .

    In the end, the endless mist of death energy condensed on Wang Lin's right hand, which represented death, and turned into a mist ball, spinning rapidly.

    As the breath of death was taken away by Wang Lin, the earth returned to life, and the many bubbles that originally existed in the breath of death also shattered, allowing the Zhaohe monks inside to gain freedom one by one.

    Looking back at the earth, Wang Lin grasped the death mist in his hand, raised his head and walked toward the sky. The mist in his right hand nirvana, the fog ball shattered directly, and a shocking death cyclone suddenly appeared.  It burst out and rushed straight into the sky.

    "Now that you're here, don't leave!" Wang Lin's voice was cold. He looked at the end of the sky where the death cyclone was bombarded, and saw a middle-aged man walking out of the distortion there.

    This middle-aged man was wearing a Taoist robe with a very solemn expression. After he appeared, he made a hand seal, and immediately a tortoise-shell shield appeared in front of him. This shield was a hundred feet in size, shrouding his body behind him, making the death  The cyclone landed directly on the turtle shell shield.

    The roaring sound echoed, and cracks appeared under the vibration of the tortoise shell shield, but it did not break apart, but rolled back, taking the middle-aged man back continuously.

    "Honored Wang Lin, you are not dead!" The middle-aged man stepped back with a look of shock in his eyes. He had only locked onto Wang Lin's consciousness before, but could not see Wang Lin's appearance. At this moment, he came from a distant place.  , after seeing Wang Lin destroying thousands of outsider monks on this cultivation planet, he immediately wanted to retreat, but before he could leave, he was forced out by Wang Lin.

    Wang Lin said nothing, with murderous intent filling his eyes. He swerved straight towards the middle-aged man, and in an instant he was outside his shield. He raised his right hand and struck hard at the shield.

    With a bang, there were more cracks in the shield. The shock caused the middle-aged man behind him to turn pale, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he backed away crazily with a look of shock.

    "You deliberately brought me here, you hid your cultivation!!" The power of this palm made the middle-aged man clearly feel the terrifying aura coming from Wang Lin. His heart was beating wildly, and there was nothing in his mind at this moment.  Thoughts of killing, but to run away immediately!

    But Wang Lin led him here and would not give him a chance to escape. At this moment, he took a step forward with a cold snort, raised his right hand and lowered it again. There was cause and effect in this palm, and it landed on the shield with a bang.  , when he raised his fist, the shield collapsed and fell into pieces, and the breath was drawn out, even the middle-aged man.

    The middle-aged man's face was pale. After the shield collapsed, he stepped back again. His eyes showed an extremely solemn look. For him, this was a life-or-death disaster. He knew that he might not be able to escape. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and gave up on escaping.  But when he kneaded with his hands, a red crack immediately appeared between his eyebrows. Within that crack was the incense world that he integrated into his body!

    At the moment when the incense world opened, Wang Lin raised his right hand and pointed forward.

    "Certainly!"

    With one word, the middle-aged man's body suddenly stopped. At the moment of his stop, Wang Lin took a step forward and slapped the middle-aged man's chest with the palm of his right hand. When the man's body was shaking, Wang Lin  He raised his right hand and placed it between his eyebrows.

    With a bang, the middle-aged man's whole body was shaken violently, with bleeding from all his orifices. His eyes showed struggle and fear, and he was trembling as he tried to break free from the control of this calming technique.

    But in front of Wang Lin, he didn't have this chance. Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and he broke the man's mind with two palms. After sealing it, his right hand swept across the middle-aged man's neck.

    Blood erupted, and the man's body and head were directly separated. His body collapsed into flesh and blood, and his head was grabbed by Wang Lin.

    "No one below Kong Xuan is Wang's rival!" Wang Lin turned around, grabbed the head dripping with blood, and walked towards the starry sky.  (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 support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The control of calming magic.

    But in front of Wang Lin, he didn't have this chance. Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and he broke the man's mind with two palms. After sealing it, his right hand swept across the middle-aged man's neck.

    Blood erupted, and the man's body and head were directly separated. His body collapsed into flesh and blood, and his head was grabbed by Wang Lin.

    "No one below Kong Xuan is Wang's rival!" Wang Lin turned around, grabbed the head dripping with blood, and walked towards the starry sky.  (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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