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Wang Lin watched the Great Heavenly Lord Song lift the primitive mountain of the earth in mid-air, causing the ground to shake and black light to emit from under the mountain peak.
He looked calm and looked away coldly.
But he saw the mountain peak rising higher and higher, until it was completely floating between heaven and earth, and stopped above Song Tian. Song Tian stared at Wang Lin, and raised his right hand as if supporting the mountain peak.
"Wang Lin, if you can take over the power of this primitive mountain, I will admit defeat in this battle!" Song Tian shouted loudly, and waved his right hand outward fiercely, only to see the huge primitive mountain crashing towards Wang Lin. go.
"This mountain is called Yuanyuan. It is the land of ancient tribes and the first mountain to be born in the ancient lineage. For countless thousands of years, its size has not changed at all. After Song attained enlightenment on this mountain and became the Great Heavenly Lord, And just like the Great Heavenly Lords of the ancient lineage in the past dynasties, they went to refine this mountain. Now in the hands of Song, this mountain can exert a suppressive power!
Wang Lin, take it! "
The sky and the earth roared, and the primitive mountain roared astonishingly. In an instant, it was suppressing Wang Lin from above. This mountain was extremely strange. As he descended, Wang Lin could clearly see that all the rules of the world were transformed into thin lines. When the mountain fell, it was pushed apart by a strange force, as if the mountain and the rules of heaven and earth were mutually exclusive and mutually exclusive.
Wang Lin's eyes were shining brightly. He stood there, with the corners of his clothes dancing and his white hair flickering, looking at the approaching mountain peak. He suddenly took hold of his right hand and punched towards the mountain peak.
His fist fell into the air and touched the mountain peak a hundred feet away. During the roaring sound, he saw the mountain peak shake, and the speed of its descent suddenly slowed down a lot, but it was still sinking.
The shadow of Wang Lin's punch that touched him under the mountain peak was shaken and shattered into pieces. At the same time, a huge pressure suddenly fell, and when it suppressed Wang Lin, it directly divided the space around Wang Lin. , as if the world he was in was completely separated from the surroundings.
"Interesting!" Wang Lin smiled slightly. The magical power suppressed by the primitive mountain is surprisingly similar to the ancient ancestor's finger. It's just that the ancient ancestor's finger caused the divided world to collapse and collapse to kill the enemy. But this primitive mountain The mountain, however, divides the heaven and the earth to prevent people from escaping, and they can only be suppressed by life and death.
"As expected of the Great Heavenly Lord, in the Xiangang Continent before me, among the nine great Heavenly Lords, there is no weak one. Each of the Great Heavenly Lords has their own different magical powers!
For example, the power of Song Tian's original mountain can reject rules and divide space like the finger of the ancient ancestor. Although this technique is not his belief technique, it is enough to make him proud. Wang Lin muttered to himself as he looked at the mountain peak that was getting closer and closer.
His eyes flashed. With his current level of cultivation, there is no one else in this world that he can fear except the ancient path. Wang Lin will not take the other Great Heavenly Lords seriously. This primitive Although the mountain is extraordinary, it is only extraordinary.
Wang Lin looked calm, raised his right hand, and pointed towards the primitive mountain roaring from above.
This finger is the magical power of the ancient ancestor.
With a finger falling, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds rolled back. The space divided by the primitive mountain immediately made a loud roar. However, Wang Lin saw that cracks visible to the naked eye appeared all around Wang Lin. The cracks became more and more serious. It's too big, and it seems like it's going to collapse eventually, and it seems unbearable.
As for the primitive mountain, under Wang Lin's finger, it shook with a bang and stopped dozens of feet away from Wang Lin. It was shaking continuously, but it could not continue to sink.
At this moment, the space divided around Wang Lin suddenly collapsed and was shattered like a collapse. Wang Lin stepped out in one step, his expression still as usual, looking at Song Tian not far away.
"Do we still want to fight?"
Song Tian's face showed bitterness, but he gritted his teeth and jumped up, standing on the primitive mountain. He bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood turned into mist and was quickly absorbed by the mountain. At the same time, Song Tian crossed his knees fiercely. Sitting down, he made a gesture with his hands and a low shout came from his mouth.
"Primitive suppression!"
There was a loud rumbling sound from the primitive mountain, and it broke free from the previous shock, descended again, and headed straight for Wang Lin.
Wang Lin shook his head and swayed. Before the primitive mountain sank, he appeared at the bottom of the mountain. He raised his right hand and pressed it towards the mountain.
The moment his palm fell, the mountain trembled violently. Song Tian spurted out blood again, rolled his body backwards, and retreated several steps before stopping.
At this moment, the rainbows that came rapidly from the Ancient Imperial City also quickly approached and turned into dozens of figures. The person in the front was an old man wearing an imperial robe. He looked at Wang Lin, and his expression changed. .
Wang Lin did not go to see these coming people, but stayed in the primitive place.p; "If Brother Wang has no other place to go, why not stay here and witness the scene when Jidu becomes an emperor a hundred years later." At this moment, Song Tian said to Wang Lin with a smile on his face.
"Father, my adoptive father wants to go to the ancestral temple. I have agreed, but I need to ask my father for his opinion." Ji Du stood up and spoke respectfully to the ancient emperor.
"The ancestral temple? If Wang Zun is going to go, I will naturally agree to this!" The old man in royal robes said with a smile without any hesitation. He didn't dare to disagree, let alone have any objection to Ji Du's decision to worship this man as his adoptive father.
The king in front of him killed the Daogu Emperor and broke into the Daogu Palace but still left. Even the Ancient Daoist Great Heavenly Lord did not say anything about it. Such a person, he now saw with his own eyes that Song Tian was not one. How dare he offend his opponent.
The imperial power is supreme, but it has no effect on such people.
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