Chapter 1554 – Xuan Xuan
“Yan Lei Zi, back then, the matter was not as you see it ……,” Heavy Xuan Zi’s voice. With remorse and sadness for his master, as he was leaving, he turned back and looked at Yan Lei Zi in a complicated way.
Starry sky no wind, even if there is a wind, that is also due to the divine power, at this moment that Long Panzi before leaving the storm, tore the red awns within the crack, opened all the seals on it, making that seven-colored world, clearly displayed in front of Wang Lin.
With that burst of seven-colored awns flashing out, a roar with madness suddenly came from within the crack, this roar was like a wild beast, transmitting a bloodthirsty and killing.
Listening to this roar, Wang Lin in turn calmed down, he silently looked at the seven-colored crack, and after a long time turned back to look at Yan Leizi behind him.
Yan Lei Zi’s gaze was always looking in the direction that Heavy Xuan Zi’s duo had left in the distance, and the hatred that came out of his eyes was extremely thick.
The deep hatred between this Yan Lei Zi and Chong Xuan Zi, Wang Lin didn’t know the cause and effect, but from the fact that Yan Lei Zi had fled to Luo Tian and then put everything together to eventually start a great war between Luo Tian and the alliance, it could be seen that this hatred was as deep as the sea!
“This matter, I can’t help you ……” Wang Lin sighed darkly, he knew the power of hatred, it was enough to make people crazy.
Yan Lei Zi was silent, after a long time, he withdrew his gaze, cupped his fists and bowed to Wang Lin, and said in a low voice: “Between the late generation and Shige Xuan Zi is a private matter, Feng Zun do not put it in your heart, right now the big picture is the most important thing, and the late generation knows …… that if at the end of this great battle, the late generation dies, then everything will go up in smoke, and if he dies in the battle, then also so …… But if in the end neither of us dies, that will be the day when the late generation claims revenge!” The hatred in Yan Lei Zi’s eyes was deeply hidden by him, he had cultivated for many years and was able to endure for ten thousand years, so he didn’t care to endure for some more days.
He can never forget, that year’s scene, he and heavy Xuanzi was a close friend, also because of the heavy Xuanzi invitation, he will be with his couple two, joined the cultivation alliance.
Three people from time to time on the road, he was heavy Xuanzi’s knowledge and insights cherish, willing to listen to him, and that heavy Xuanzi is also extremely polite, two people such as a gentleman’s friendship, although like water, but with the passage of time, mellow and thick as wine.
Only, all this is because of a thing and completely changed, Yan Lei son that often in meditation woke up, deeply engraved in the memory of the scene will always let him hard clenched fists, let out a burst of anger and shame to the limit of the low roar.
He did not want to remember, but the memory was deeply left there, becoming the root of the sting in his heart, the thorn that penetrated deep into his flesh, which had already crumbled, emitting the smell of decay, staining his flesh and blood black, becoming the pain of his life!
Wang Lin sighed darkly and shook his head, ”That’s just it, if you can absorb the power of that fragrant black dragon, it will also be a creation. Right now I’m going to enter this seven-colored realm, there are many crises within it, you don’t want to follow ……”
Yan Leizi nodded his head and bowed to Wang Lin to say goodbye, turned around and walked towards the distance, his back was somewhat lost, transmitting an old age and helplessness, vaguely depressed containing loneliness.
Until Yan Lei Zi gradually far away, Wang Lin retracted his gaze, Yan Lei Zi and Chong Xuan Zi’s grudge, obviously involves its privacy, Wang Lin will not go to guess, also do not want to go to guess.
That story, although immersed in the years, but think it must be very hurt, such as the water in the palm of the hand, despite the flow away, there is still a cold feeling always present in the palm of the hand, masking the warmth of the palm, spreading its whole body ……
In silence, Wang Lin turned around and walked towards that seven-colored realm, his pace was not fast, but every step he took was firm. He didn’t turn back or hesitate, and in three steps, his entire body stepped into this second seven-colored realm that he had entered in his entire life!
A burst of seven-colored awns filled this heaven and earth, reflecting everything on the ground in seven colors, and at a glance, this place was so beautiful and colorful that it was easy for people to get lost in it.
Seven colors, like a rainbow!
Standing in the sky of this seven-colored world, Wang Lin looked, this seven-colored world, and he entered the place back then is not the same, although there are also mountains here, but from afar, these peaks are staggered, composed of a huge array!
This formation, composed of nearly 100,000 mountains, densely covered, giving people an extremely volatile feeling.
That every mountain peak, all are part of the formation, around, the deeper the peaks will be the more majestic to the extreme, in its deepest peak is straight into the sky, was seven-colored clouds and mist under, revealed in the outside, only half of its mountain body.
If only so would be just, but more shocking, is that 100,000 mountains, each peak top, there is a cultivator sitting on his knees.
They weren’t exhaling, but were wailing in pain! The sounds of that wailing merged together and became a mournful sound of heaven and earth being miserable!
This sound could not be heard outside of the seven-colored realm, but inside the seven-colored realm, it was directly rushed into the heart and soul, just like 100,000 unjust souls roaring and struggling, shaking the heaven and earth.
That 100,000 mountains on every cultivator, its in the knees, the body will have several sharp stone thorns penetrate the body, from their body out of the hideous, far from a look, this is there in meditation, this is clearly being forced to press there, by that a vicious vertical thorns confinement of the body!
Every one of these cultivators was raising their heads, their godless eyes looking at the sky, their mouths emitting unconscious wailing sounds.
The blood seemed to flow endlessly, flowing down from the bodies of these cultivators, spreading along the stone thorns to the mountain peaks, as if it wouldn’t dry up, flowing down towards the mountain peaks.
This blood was not much, each peak is only the blood of one person, for that huge mountain body, is really insignificant …… But all things, can not resist the years, in the passage of the years, that dissipate the flow of the same blood, but also slowly more and more…. …As long as that imprisoned cultivator does not die, as long as their body, still making blood ……
Wisps of red smoke floated up from every mountain peak, twisting and turning straight to the deepest part of that to the end of the high mountain peaks, within that seven-colored cloud.
One hundred thousand mountains, one hundred thousand cultivators!
These 100,000 cultivators, half of the eyebrows have marks, all of them are outside the realm of cultivators! The other half apparently came from the Alliance, and were frozen here, not knowing how many springs and autumns they had struggled.
Bloody breath, in this seven-colored world floating, seems to be integrated into the Chinese seven-colored light within, making this beautiful seven-colored, but also become demonic.
One floating like a ghost like a shadow, in this 100,000 mountains between the bewildered floating, from their mouths, out of a burst of murmuring Taoist scriptures.
Between the 100,000 mountains, there was also a walking corpse, walking slowly in a daze, never able to get out within these 100,000 mountains, their clothes were torn, and their eyes showed gray.
Wang Lin silently looked at everything in front of him, after a long time, he slowly walked forward and entered the 100,000 mountains, in the moment his body stepped in, suddenly, this 100,000 mountains seemed to have been triggered by some kind of forbidden system, the endless wailing that was always mournful suddenly stopped at this instant.
The cultivators on each mountain peak, in this instant the eyes that were originally looking blankly at the sky, actually moved in unison, and all of their gazes were like sharp swords, looking directly at Wang Lin! Their mouths were not wailing, and their confused eyes were instantly replaced by a wave of resentment as they stared at Wang Lin.
By the 100,000 strange cultivators’ gazes coalescing around his body, Wang Lin’s eyes flashed and his footsteps slightly paused.
At the same time, the large number of inscriptions floating between the 100,000 mountains, the mutterings in their mouths similarly stopped, and their godless eyes stared at Wang Lin one by one.
It was as if Wang Lin’s stepping in made the balance that originally existed here, instantly broken, and it was as if a living person suddenly appeared amongst a group of dead people, extremely sudden at the same time, by all the dead cultivators Wei Ying.
“Blood …… blood ……” in this extreme quiet, a whimper with a gasp, slowly spread out, this voice, is from the closest to Wang Lin on a peak, that from the The voice came from the mouth of a cultivator from outside the realm.
As this voice appeared, more whimpering sounds rose to the sky, and all the cultivators, all of them, emitted the same words!
“Blood …… blood ……” The 100,000 cultivators one by one, their eyes suddenly turned red, they were no longer sane, and they stared at Wang Lin in death, and more and more mournful roars came out of their mouths.
At this moment, one of the cultivators on top of a mountain peak sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and as soon as his blood came out, it immediately turned into a blood mist that filled the air, and within that blood mist, there seemed to be countless ghostly shadows flickering.
Immediately after that, more cultivators sprayed out blood at the same time, and that blood turned into a mist that immediately filled the top of the 100,000 mountains, constantly fusing with each other.
Wang Lin’s eyes flashed with cold light, after his body lurched, he didn’t hesitate any more, and took a step forward, his speed was fast enough to break through all the emptiness of heaven and earth, and between the sound of the boom echoing, Wang Lin’s silhouette was like electricity, and he rushed directly to the front.
His speed was extremely fast, and in the moment before those red mists completely merged, he had already rushed out quite far, stepping into the depths of the 100,000 mountains, heading straight for the highest peak.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Lin’s body approached this highest mountain peak, and the moment he saw this place, he saw a scene that made him take a deep breath!
In this position, he could clearly see that the 100,000 mountains here were not connected to the earth, but were being held up by a huge petrified Xuanwu giant beast, and this 100,000 mountains was clearly pressed on the back of this Xuanwu!
Or, this 100,000 mountains, is not a mountain at all, but the huge Xuanwu back of the thorns!
The Xuanwu is so big that it occupies the entire seven-colored world, and in its distant Xuanwu’s hideous head, sitting on his knees is a person who seems to be middle-aged, but there is a ten thousand ancient aura from within his body, and he is sitting on his knees there, without half of the vitality.
His body, seems to be connected with this Xuanwu, in its heavenly spirit, there is even a sharp thorn emerging three inches, if you look carefully, you can clearly see that this sharp thorn protrudes from under its body, penetrating its body at the same time, through its body, breaking its skull, emerging three inches of the tip!