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There was panic in the eyes of the old man in green, and he stepped back several steps in front of everyone in the square. His face turned blue, and he was even more angry inside. He concluded that Wang Lin would never dare to take action here, so he took three steps back. The old man in green immediately pointed at Wang Lin shouted loudly.
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As soon as the old man in green started speaking, Wang Lin walked up to him, raised his right hand, grabbed the man's clothes, and threw it outward. The old man's voice turned into a scream, but he saw that his body seemed to have been slapped by an invisible hand. After being fanned, it was suddenly rolled back and thrown tens of thousands of feet away.
"Wang Lin, pay homage to the Immortal Emperor!" In front of the Immortal Dao Palace, Wang Lin clasped his fists and bowed to this palace. This place is an imperial palace after all, and the Immortal Emperor is the Great Heavenly Lord, so he must have the respect he deserves.
Tens of thousands of monks in the square were all focused on Wang Lin at this moment. There were tens of thousands of black-armored soldiers all around. They were all silent, surrounding the surroundings, staring at Wang Lin coldly.
Among the monks, the people from the four major palaces, except Li's Palace, looked at Wang Lin in different ways, especially the heads of the three palaces, who looked at Wang Lin with a hint of confusion. Complex and helpless.
After Wang Lin cupped his fists and bowed, there was silence all around. After a long time, a calm voice came from the Immortal Dao Palace.
"If you push away my canonization official, how should this canonization ceremony be carried out?"
As he spoke, he saw the closed door of the Immortal Dao Palace being pushed inwards silently, revealing the scenery inside the Immortal Dao Palace. Deep in the hall, there was a mountain-shaped step with a huge dragon chair on it. The chair seemed to be transformed into a real dragon, with its head raised in mid-air, and its eyes were bright as it looked at Wang Lin who was standing outside the hall.
On the dragon chair, there sat a middle-aged man wearing an imperial robe and an imperial crown. The man held his chin with one hand, his body was slightly tilted, his appearance was calm and he spoke leisurely.
Next to this man, stood a young man wearing a coarse cloth gown. This young man had fair skin and slender eyes. He was holding two purple beads in his hand and kept turning them in his palm. He always had a smile on his lips and gentle eyes. , glanced at Wang Lin.
But at this glance, the blood flowing in Wang Lin's body seemed to be stopped. It seemed that at this glance, he was in a trance, as if he had seen a scene of his life passing by in a blink of an eye.
He was shocked, but he quickly recovered, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the young man in the coarse cloth.
There was a hint of surprise in the young man's eyes, and he nodded to Wang Lin with a smile.
"National Master on the Mysterious Way!" This name appeared in Wang Lin's mind the moment he made eye contact with this young man. Although he had never met the young man, he could make himself look at him, and it was like sinking into reincarnation. That person is most likely the national master!
As for the Immortal Emperor sitting on the dragon chair, his appearance is exactly the same as what Wang Lin saw in Tianzun Nirvana, but he is obviously more majestic and majestic than before. Sitting there, he seems to be the world. part of his body.
All living beings in this world must kneel down and worship under his gaze.
"That's all, you are the number one Yuetianzun, and that servant is disrespectful to you. It's not difficult for me to do this for you. Xuandao, you go and preside over this canonization ceremony." The Immortal Emperor, who was sitting on Dragon Chair Mountain, said slowly. .
"Yes." The young man in coarse cloth lowered his body slightly and walked towards the palace door.
"It is indeed him!" Wang Lin's expression condensed.
When he passed by Wang Lin, the young man wearing coarse cloth had a smile on his face. After nodding to Wang Lin, he looked at the tens of thousands of monks in the square outside the palace.
"I will preside over the canonization of the hall. Next, sacrifice blood to the immortals and open up the path to immortality!" The national master Shangxuan Dao said, raising his right hand and pointing towards the sky.
Under this finger, a red light immediately flew away and went straight to the sky. At the same time, in this huge palace, from ninety-nine corners, earth-shattering roars were heard. This roar was like The scream of a vicious beast before it dies.
Immediately afterwards, ninety-nine blood pillars suddenly burst out from the palace and rushed into the sky. Standing here, Wang Lin could clearly see that there were ninety-nine different blood pillars within the ninety-nine blood pillars. The soul of the beast!
"Sacrifice blood to the immortals, kill ninety-nine beasts, and use their blood to open the ethereal immortal way" Wang Lin looked at all this with a calm expression.
The ninety-nine pillars of blood rushed into the sky, causing the entire sky to suddenly turn into blood. It seemed that a door to a mysterious world had been opened. Outside the door, there was nothingness, and it was impossible to tell where it was.
The beast souls in the blood pillar let out a silent roar and rushed into the void together. After disappearing, the entire palace was filled with deathly silence!
At this momentFeeling average.
Without any hesitation, Wang Lin swayed and headed straight for the sky!
And the Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Palace even raised his right hand to grab the void, only to see a huge hand of five-color flames transform out of thin air, and it teleported towards the white-haired man to grab it!
With Wang Lin's speed, he couldn't match the Immortal Emperor, but he saw the Immortal Emperor's palm transformed by five-color flames appear directly next to the falling white hair, and grabbed it.
But at this moment, the palm transformed by the five-color flame trembled, penetrated by the hair, and continued to fall. This scene was seen by everyone around. Wang Lin did not hesitate and appeared in one step. Beside that hair, grab it!
"Thank you, Immortal Emperor, for giving me this treasure!" Wang Lin turned around and bowed to the Immortal Dao Palace! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com