Honghuang: The chat group is full of big shots

Chapter 211 Call the wind and rain!

"Where is my opponent?" Wang Lin looked towards Tianhuan City with some sense, and at the same time saw the several Daluo Supremes above.

At this moment, Shao Dian, Wen Zhong and the four brothers of the Mo family all felt as if they were being stared at by some ancient ferocious beast, and their bodies tensed up.

"What is this?!" Shaoding's face was solemn.

“Such a horrible killing intent, are they from those ferocious beasts that emerged from the sea of ​​blood in the last calamity?”

Wen Zhong was also shocked. The black Qilin under his mount was already so frightened that it dared not move.

"Hello, fellow Taoists." Wang Lin stepped into the sky and came to the front of Tianhuan City, and bowed to the six Daluo Supremes.

However, Shaodian and others were all looking at Wang Lin as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They were tense and frightened by the murderous aura emanating from his body.

“Perhaps only the Taoist of the Styx who has been suppressed forever could have such evil spirit?” Wen Zhong had already put away the Black Kirin and was looking at Wang Lin while holding the male and female whips.

"Fellow Daoist, are you here to challenge me?" Wen Zhong asked in a deep voice.

"Brother Qiongchan, your destiny has come. Why do you want to travel with Taiyi, who goes against the will of heaven?!"

“Destiny?” Wang Lin shook his head slightly. “I’m just here to kill people.”

As soon as these words came out, a terrifying aura emanated from his body. This aura was going to destroy all living beings and bring ruin to the heavens and the earth!

This majestic city, which was countless billions of miles long, wide and high, was plunged into absolute silence.

This is a kind of fear that comes from the origin of life, as if one has met the absolute enemy of all living things.

"Kill people? Kill us?!" Mo Lihai snorted coldly. He was also a Daluo Supreme. How could he be afraid of Wang Lin who was also a Daluo?

"Don't talk nonsense, please." Wang Lin walked forward with a calm expression.

clatter……

Wang Lin walked in the void, leaving one footprint after another. With every step he took, his aura became deeper and deeper, and it was actually constantly improving!
He had just come to the prehistoric world and had some new insights into the prehistoric immortal way!

"Where did you find this monster?" Taiyi asked Fang Xun in a shocked voice.

If such a murderous demon had appeared in the ancient times, he would have been punished by the Chan and Jie sects long ago.

That kind of murderous and evil aura cannot be faked. This man is probably proving his truth through killing!

In the ancient times, this was a very taboo.

"Didn't you ask me to come? And then he came." Fang Xun smiled and looked at Hong Yi beside him.

"Is it that fellow Daoist Wang Lin?" Hong Yi guessed Wang Lin's identity.

"Yes, this is his Lu Mo clone."

"This Avenue of Killing is indeed powerful. He has probably killed more people than me, but I am now cultivating my character." Hong Yi said with a sigh. His road to rise was not peaceful either. Killing people and exterminating families were common occurrences.

"He has also cultivated his character. After all, it was Lu Mo who killed people. What does it have to do with Wang Lin?" Fang Xun teased.

At this time, the six Daluo Supremes had already realized something and could not allow Wang Lin to continue to harbor murderous intentions.

Among them, Mo Liqing directly sacrificed the innate spiritual treasure Qingyun Sword. A strange black wind rose out of nowhere, with thousands of spears and swords in the wind.

This letter seemed to have some kind of time property, attacking Wang Lin at countless time points at the same time.

But Mo Liqing soon widened his eyes in shock because Wang Lin did not go over!

No, it should be that Wang Lin’s time in the ancient times was less than a cup of tea!
This directly caused all attacks launched from the River of Time to fail.

"I also have wind." Wang Lin continued to walk, but he looked at the Qingyun Sword and the black wind and smiled. "Call the wind."

He pointed lightly, and his index finger seemed to turn black.

What followed was an invisible wind that was even more ferocious and terrifying than the black wind brought by the Qingyun Sword.

This is one of the magical powers that Wang Lin often uses, which has helped him kill countless enemies.

Of course, the wind-calling ability he uses now is incomparable to the one he obtained when he was young. Its mystery is difficult to comprehend even for a newly promoted Daluo.

Therefore, as soon as this invisible wind came out, it completely blew away the black wind, and the spears and swords were instantly corroded and destroyed.

Mo Liqing's face changed drastically and he quickly put away the Qingyun Sword, but an invisible wind had already climbed up the sword, making this spiritual treasure dim.

Supernatural powers may not be able to defeat fate, but they can defeat spiritual treasures.

"How is this possible?!" Mo Lihong's face turned serious and he quickly took out his magic weapon, the Hunyuan Umbrella.

The umbrella surface is inlaid with glass beads, luminous pearls and other items. Once it is opened, it seems like opening up a new world.

The outside and inside of the umbrella become two different worlds, isolated in terms of time, space, cause and effect, and fate.

"Call for rain." Wang Lin's hand movements changed, and his wind-calling magical power suddenly changed. In an instant, drops of black rain condensed in the invisible wind.

These dense raindrops are all condensed from murderous aura, embodying the Taoist rhyme of killing all living beings and destroying everything!

And the next moment, these raindrops were picked up by the invisible wind and fell on the umbrella of Hunyuan Umbrella.

Chi Chi!

When the umbrella surface touched the raindrops, wisps of green smoke rose instantly, and a little bit of black spread across the surface of the Hunyuan Umbrella.

"This is not the magical power of the ancient times!" After all, Wen Zhong was a Daluo who had received guidance from the Shangqing Saint. He had broader knowledge and finally realized something.

Fang Xun displayed myriad immortal lights in the heavens when he was fighting against the three ancestors of dragon, phoenix and unicorn. Ji Ning, Meng Qi and others were also traveling in the prehistoric world. Even outside the prehistoric world, there were some strange things in the depths of chaos. The prehistoric Daluo supremes also had some knowledge of this.

“But he is the Great Luo of the Great Desolation!” Mo Liqing and Wang Lin had faced each other head-on, so he could naturally sense that Wang Lin was practicing the Great Desolation Immortal Way.

"Use Shangqing Xuan Gong to fight back!" Wen Zhong made the safest decision.

He directly threw out the male and female whips in his hands, and the whips turned into two dragons while whistling, and rushed towards Wang Lin to bite him fiercely.

Afterwards, a pure and peaceful aura of Taoism spread from his body, protecting the Hunyuan Umbrella and countering the rain-calling magic.

“What a powerful Taoist method!” Wang Lin sensed the rhythm of the Shangqing Taoism and clapped his hands in amazement.

Instead, the two dragons simply passed over his body without hurting him at all.

His body became illusory the moment it came into contact with the dragon, as if it had merged into one with the wild world, or as if it had never appeared in the wild world at all.

But after the dragon passed, he regained his true form, gained a sense of reality, and reappeared in the prehistoric world.

"You seem to rely too much on spiritual treasures." At this time, Wang Lin suddenly said, as if he had some ideas.

At this time, the faces of several Jiejiao disciples changed slightly.

Compared to Wang Lin who used his supernatural powers whenever he attacked, they were indeed a little dependent on magic treasures and neglected their own cultivation.

From what Wang Lin saw now, the Shangqing Xuan Gong that he had just cultivated to a high level was enough to directly block his ability to summon the wind and rain, so he would not be forced into such an embarrassing situation.

But this is the primitive world. Although there are not many innate treasures and top-grade innate spiritual treasures, there is no shortage of ordinary innate spiritual treasures, and acquired spiritual treasures are endless. So is this a kind of affluence disease?

(End of this chapter)