MTL - History’s Number 1 Founder-~ 1475. The opportunity is coming.

Soon, among the big worlds, another news is rumored to the world.

The Emperor Xuanzang was forced to return to the Xuanhai, and then was blocked in it, difficult to go out.

Then Tianyuan’s world was shaken again. Not only was the Emperor’s gods smashed, but even the Emperor Xuanzang was defeated, and even blocked in the Xuanhai.

Lin Feng’s killing of the Emperor’s gods was clean and neat, and the experience of the Emperor Xuan Zang further showed Lin Feng’s strength. He killed the Emperor, not a chance, but an undisputed overpower. On it.

In the vast world, everyone’s attention at this moment is cast into the distant void, trying to explore the situation in the Linghai.

Does Lin Feng’s strong performance mean that Linghai is already in his bag?

At the moment of the Linghai, Lin Feng's three avatars sit on the Yuanshi Jinyu, and the avenues of the roads are almost full of their bodies.

The golden lake underneath is gradually getting dry.

The Linghai, which used to rise in the past, seems to have regained its tranquility at this moment. During the aura of the aura, even the light of the boulevard that traversed in the heavens and the earth gradually disappeared. Only the area close to Lin Feng’s three avatars has a strip of light. Presented and connected to Lin Feng.

Yang Qing and Bai Hu Da Sheng stood quietly beside Lin Feng, and then they saw the distant side and passed through Tian Changhong, and turned into a golden bridge and fell in front of them.

On the bridge, Zhu Yitong Yue Hongyan stood side by side, Yang Qing met, and smiled and said: "Two brothers, four sisters, congratulations on your victory."

Zhu Yi and Yue Hongyan are all laughing: "It is for you to wait here."

Yang Qing shook his head and smiled: "Where, I am also benefiting from the process of watching you play against each other."

As he said, he looked in the other direction, where a white cloud crossed the sky and cast outside the Linghai, but it was the view of the contemporary view of the main forest.

Too virtual view of this generation, and even the outstanding figures in the entire sectarian history, eventually lost to Zhu Yi.

However, his look is peaceful, through the gaps in the Linghai border. Going to the void outside the domain.

Although the gap in the Dead Sea healed, the passage of Linghai was temporarily fixed by Lin Feng, Taixu Daozun, Sakyamuni, or intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Dao came out of the Linghai and came to the side of Tai Chi. First of all, respect the Tao.

Too ignorant, the eyes are like water, the waves are not shocked, the attitude is easygoing, smiling and nodding, but not talking.

After Lin Daohan passed the ceremony to the Taixu Tao. Straight up, and bowed to the Taizong and others, shook his head slightly: "The disciples are not as good as people."

Too sternly said: "It is enough to do everything, and to break the cause."

Xuan respected the nod, and the one respect was a sigh.

In the Linghai, watching the back of Lin Daohan’s departure, Zhu Yi did not say much, but Yang Qing sighed: “It’s also a generation of people.”

At this moment, Lin Feng’s voice suddenly sounded in his ear: “Small Qingzi. The opportunity is coming.”

Yang Qing was shocked and then turned to Zhu Yi and Yue Hongyan to look in the other direction. There, the void broke open, and Wang Lin and Shi Tianqi came together in front of them.

Seeing Wang Lin and Shi Tianqi, Zhu Yi, Yue Hongyan and Yang Qing both smiled. Zhu Yi looked at Wang Lin and smiled and said: "Three teachers, congratulations."

The golden bridge on the other side of his foot was slightly shaken, and Wang Lin’s face also showed a gentle smile. The light and shadow on the top of the head flashed, and it seemed to flash in the reincarnation and time and space.

Yue Hongyan and Yang Qing are all bright, and they said in unison: "Three brothers, congratulations."

Wang Lin nodded to them. Then the line of sight fell on Yang Qing and said softly: "The five divisions, in Linghai, I can give it a try."

Yang Qing took a deep breath and tried to stabilize his emotions: "When the Master refines Linghai."

Outside of Linghai, Lin Feng smiled and said: "No problem."

Yang Qing slowly and heavyly nodded. Then the palms spread out, and a small sand pot appeared in the center of his palm, then was lifted up and landed in front of Wang Lin.

Wang Lin solemnly extended his finger and gently touched it. The sand shovel flashed in the void and suddenly disappeared.

On the top of Wang Lin’s head, there is a lot of light and shadow, and the capital city is completely visible.

The sand shovel reappeared and landed on the Biliang **** of Huangquan Road, which leads to the ghost gate of Shundu City.

Then there seemed to be an invisible breeze blowing over, blowing the sand shovel toward the capital city, going through Huangquan Road, entering the capital city, boarding the Naihe Bridge, crossing the Yuechuan River, and finally arriving at the Emperor Palace.

The gate of the Emperor's Palace was opened. One black and one white light wheel flew fast, and Sansheng Stone stood quietly.

The Sansheng Stone reflects a shadow at this moment, and it keeps shaking. It looks like a slightly smaller city, and it looks like a huge roulette.

The rotation of the wheel is slow and looks very heavy.

Outside the Linghai, the closed eyes of Sakyamuni came, and suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes fell into the Linghai, and he looked at the capital of Wanglin’s head, including Sanshengshi. It fell on the slowly rotating wheel inside the Sansheng Stone.

After a glance, Sakyamuni came to the slightest decapitation: "Is the fate of the fate?"

After all, his eyes closed again, lingering in chaos, just like silence.

Wang Lin seemed to feel the eyes of Sakyamuni, and looked back, but did not say anything.

His figure disappeared in front of Zhu Yi, Shi Tianqi, Yue Hongyan, Yang Qing and others. When he appeared again, he was sitting on the throne in the Imperial Palace.

Wang Lin hand-printed the law, and the other hand stretched out his fingers, crossing the three stones, and gently gliding on the light and shadow of the city like a roulette.

The wheel turned, and in an instant, suddenly changed direction and began to reverse!

Wang Lin Huang Quan Liu Fa, the sixth method after Huangquan Road, Forgo River, Naihe Bridge, Suihuang Temple, Sansheng Stone, is also the last method.

Against the wheel!

This method, along with Huangquan Road and other methods, was also smelted into the capital city by Wang Lin.

Throughout the capital city, this moment shook it up, and then I saw the Linghai, which had gradually calmed down, and suddenly there was another boulevard shining brightly.

Thousands of light flows, at this time, merge together and turn into an extremely dazzling light belt. Between the heavens and the earth, the light flow is different from the usual, showing obvious color and blackness.

In this dark stream of light, it is faintly visible that the light and shadow in it rise and fall, turning into the image of all beings, and these lifes are emerging, and they are all dying in the moment, leaving a bone and ridiculous.

However, this scene does not give people a feeling of eerie horror. Instead, it feels like this, and the heart is peaceful, just like watching the destiny of all beings, eternal peace.

On the other side, there are thousands of different streams of light, which are also transformed into a magnificent band of light, which, contrary to the black band, reveals a distinct milky white color.

In the light belt, there are also a lot of light and shadow that keeps coming, but everything is full of vitality, recovery and growth, and new life is born.

Two black and white two large bands of light, like two dragons that tumbling and swimming, are constantly twisting and swaying between the heavens and the earth, separating them on both sides and gathering together on the capital of Wanglin!

With the capital of the capital city as the center, the black and white light belt circled in the Linghai.

When everyone looked at it carefully, they saw the two light belts, all of which poured into the city of Suidu, and then fell into the palace of the Emperor, and finally gathered together in the light and shadow inside the Sansheng Stone.

The reversal of the light and shadow wheel, the speed of rotation at this moment, began to become swift.

The sand shovel floated in the void and then plunged toward the light and shadow.

The sand broke into the light and shadow, and the reversal speed of the light and shadow wheel became slower in an instant.

Yang Qing’s heart was slightly tight, and turned to look at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin glanced at Yang Qing. He had not seen Yang Qing for such a fragile appearance for many years.

At this moment, Wang Lin was even slightly embarrassed, as if he had returned to the distant past. At that time, Yang Qing had just started to become his younger brother. Although he had just experienced the pain of the cloud water hole, he was still gentle and gentle. .

Lin Feng’s three avatars on the Yuanshi Jinshao did not have any movements, and they still sat still, but in the chaotic time and space outside the Linghai, their deities smiled slightly and their fingers tapped out.

The glory of the road is raging, and the eternal treasure of the Yuanbao falls, and falls into the Linghai from the gap in the boundary.

Lin Feng's Tai Chi, a Yuan Baoguang, spread out over the capital of the capital, and the light flow was staggered and then diffused, as if it was a mist of light, shrouded in the city and black and white, and the two avenues of life and death.

The haze is bleak and looks illusory and illusory.

However, it was covered by the light and fog, and the city was in the Imperial Palace. The illusory reversal of the roulette speeded up.

At this moment, Yang Qing slightly felt a sense of collapse, but he calmed down his mind and solemnly bowed to Lin Feng, who was overseas, and then apologized to Wang Lin.

At this moment, Wang Lin, who is above the Imperial Palace, looks at Yang Qing and smiles and shakes his head.

Yang Qing's mind, he is very clear, the man has tears not to flick, but not to the sad place, it is gradually mature, gradually succinct, after all, is the younger brother who is familiar with himself.

It’s Wang Lin’s own, why is there no softness in my heart?

However, no matter whether he or Yang Qing, the people who can see them on this side are always a minority, but in front of their own brothers and brothers, they never hide.

Zhu Yi and Yue Hongyan stood next to Yang Qing, and they all looked at him smiling. Yang Qing’s face showed a slight expression of sorrow. In recent years, this is also a rare spectacle.

And less to see, still behind.

When Yang Qing looked at the sand shovel, in the reversal of the light and shadow roulette, a black and white boulevard was inhaled together and gradually changed. When a fuzzy human figure appeared, he lowered his head.

The humanoid body transformed by the Yuanshen, this moment, a little bit of tears falling, dripping in the Linghai... (to be continued.)

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