Chapter 1679 Mosquitoes and beasts reunite

Li Qianmei eventually left and left with her father Lan Meng Daozun. The fifth concubine was also taken away by Lan Meng.

They will return to the Blue Silk Clan. When they return again, they will take the entire Blue Silk Clan and choose an area in the world to become the new land of the Blue Silk Clan.

With the cultivation of Lan Meng Dao Zun, although he was injured, there would be no danger in this industry unless the Palm Master took action. However, even if the Palm Master had no flaws in the Taoist heart, Lan Meng Dao Zun at the peak of Kongxuan would not be too anxious.

Because of Lan Meng Dao Zun's cultivation level, as long as he wants, he can enter the Xuancao in one step and trigger the Xuancao to come. Under that Xuancao, the Palm Master also needs to retreat.

With his father, Li Qianmei disappeared into the starry sky outside the boundary. As the father and daughter left, the blue outside the formation slowly dissipated, making the starry sky dark again.

Li Qianmei was very happy when she left. Her smile was like the same as before. She looked back at Wang Lin, and her eyes were endless tenderness. This man was chosen by her. She did not regret it before, nor would she retreat now. In the future, even if she died because of this, she would not regret it.

This is Li Qianmei, her personality.

At this moment, only Wang Lin and Mu Bingmei were left in this wheel formation. Mu Bingmei witnessed everything that happened before, and her mood was very confused.

There seemed to be nothing to say between the two. After a long time, just as Mu Bingmei opened her mouth as if she was about to break the silence, Wang Lin closed his eyes and began to breathe and comprehend the technique of tearing the sky.

Mu Bingmei's words dissipated and she didn't say them. Her personality was different from Li Qianmei after all, even from Xizifeng, and even from Hongdie.

She is her, Mu Bingmei.

Five months passed quickly in the last half year, and only the last month remained.

On this day, Mu Bingmei stood up, her eyes no longer had complexity, but were clear and clear. She looked at Wang Lin with her eyes closed for a long time.

"Take care..." This is the first and last sentence she said this year. After that, Mu Bingmei turned around and walked towards Kunxu in the realm.

She is the Saint of Kunxu, and she is going to return to Kunxu.

It seems that these eleven months of companionship were just to say this sentence, Mu Bingmei left without waiting for the end of a year. Eleven months were still one month away.

Mu Bingmei left this month in her heart and put it in the future. Her figure, alone in the starry sky, looked very lonely and desolate, so weak that people couldn't help but feel heartache. She had nothing left, she envied Li Muwan, and she also envied Li Qianmei.

Li Qianmei has her father, Li Muwan has Wang Lin, and she has nothing, her family is gone, her master is gone, and all the familiar people and those who grew up with her are dead... If she really says there is, that is Wang Ping, which is an unchangeable fact. She is Wang Ping's mother.

"Even if I die, no one will know... Ping'er hates me..." Mu Bingmei's expression was dim and she walked further and further away.

Until Mu Bingmei's figure disappeared into the starry sky, Wang Lin opened his eyes, and he looked at the direction where Mu Bingmei disappeared, silent.

Wang Lin no longer had any hatred for Mu Bingmei, but also had no love.

"One month left..." Wang Lin's eyes were solemn, and he looked at the starry sky outside the world. His right hand raised to his eyebrows suddenly became slightly higher.

When Wang Lin fell down, his whole body shook, and the banging sound suddenly echoed in his body. As the sound filled, Wang Lin's body gradually blurred and a illusory appearance appeared faintly.

It seemed as if there were two Wang Lins overlapping each other. At this moment, the overlapping figure began to become unstable due to that finger. After a few breaths, another Wang Lin suddenly transformed from Wang Lin's body under the distortion of his figure!

The overlapping figures separated directly, and the bang no longer vaguely dispersed. In this formation, two similar Wang Lins appeared!

The one sitting cross-legged was Wang Lin's original deity, ancient god, ancient demon and ancient demon, and obtained the body of the ancient Taoist inheritance! The one standing was his clone and the body of a monk!

There was a time when Wang Lin's body was like this for a long time. He meditated and went out with his clone. In this way, both bodies were cultivated at the same time.

Now, he hasn't done this for a long time, but now he has come out again!

The clone looked at the gaze of the deity. After a while, Wang Lin's clone walked towards the starry sky in the realm and disappeared in an instant. His original eyes closed, and he sat cross-legged in the formation, holding on to this last month.

In the starry sky, Wang Lin walked along in white clothes. At this moment, he no longer had the powerful physical strength, but his cultivation was in the middle stage of ethereality. This was the cultivation level of his cultivator and would not change.

Now he is already a complete monk and cannot fight against enemies with his body, so he can only kill people with his supernatural powers.

"In the last month, before the four battles in the ancient fairyland will come out, I will do one more thing! I will reconcile the four fairylands, integrate the four fairylands into one, and become a new fairyland. From then on, the cultivators in the world will survive in the fairyland and condense the power of incense!

The monks born after that are also cultivating immortals. They can ascend to this immortal world after they transform into gods and practice!" Wang Lin looked solemn, and his figure flashed and wandered in the starry sky.

Throughout history, only Fengzun of the previous generation has done this, opening up the four great immortal worlds, so that the cultivators in the world can condense the power of incense during that period. However, with Fengzun being seriously injured and dying, and with the collapse of the four great immortal worlds, there will be no more incense power in the world.

But now it is different. Wang Lin blasted open the Great Formation of the World, causing the aura of ancient stars to exist in the starry sky in the world, and causing the restrictions on incense in the world to collapse. Now, it is the best time to regain the fairy world!

Before him, some people thought about condensing the immortal world, but the conditions did not allow it. They could not do this without the magic weapon of the throne. Similarly, the sealing formation at that time had not been weakened to the point of collapse.

As Wang Lin stepped forward, the first person he went to was the Fengxian Realm of the Sea of ​​Clouds! The Fengxian Realm was relatively complete and was occupied by a large number of mosquitoes and beasts. Wang Lin’s cultivation level back then was not enough to shake this world, but now he can!

Moreover, Wang Lin had long known during his induction that the mosquito beasts that were separated from him entered the Fengxian Realm in this battle and survived there.

As he stepped forward, Wang Lin's body merged into the starry sky, and the ripples spread, and his figure disappeared. When it appeared, it was already deep in the sea of ​​clouds, outside the crack in the entrance of the Fengxian Realm.

Returning to the old land, Wang Lin looked out of the crack, waved forward, and rushed into the Fengxian Realm. As soon as he stepped in, the wind that was howling like a knife hit him, and endless wind was filled with endless wind.

The sob sound of the wind is the only sound here. The desolate whirlwind whistles in the sky and the sky is filled with wind sweeping past, and the dust on the earth has been lifted up layer by layer over the years. Until now, the wind swept the earth and there is no more dust.

With a sweep of spiritual consciousness, Wang Lin took a step forward without thinking. His figure rushed into the endless wind, with white hair floating, but the wind could not stop Wang Lin's footsteps. Not only could it not be stopped, but it also collapsed in front of Wang Lin.

In the wind fairy world, deep in it, on a fragmented continent, the wind was even stronger here. While the whistling, two groups of mosquitoes and beasts were roaring and rushing to each other in the wind.

Among these two groups of mosquito beasts, each of them had tens of thousands. After fighting, there were immediately casualties and injuries. But those who died were all one of them, and the other groups had bloodthirsty eyes, and they were crazily stabbing into each other's body with their sharp mouthparts.

These mosquitoes and beasts were completely unscathed!

In just a moment, the group of mosquito beasts, which had many casualties and wounded retreated step by step under the shrill roars, and was surrounded by the roaring and chasing of the ferocious mosquito beasts. At the same time, a huge golden mosquito beast about a hundred feet in size, flashed out from the mountain peak in the distance.

As soon as this mosquito beast appeared, it suddenly felt a sense of pressure. It looked ferocious. Its mouth was dozens of feet long, extremely sharp, and its cold light was revealed. Its appearance was like a king coming.

With a rush, the huge mosquito beast rushed into the large group of local people and rushed around, with fierce flames surging, and miserable roars came from the group of mosquito beasts. Thousands of deaths were killed in just a few breaths.

As the mosquito group behind the huge mosquito beast rushed over, not long after, there were nearly 10,000 mosquito beasts, all of which died, and none of them escaped!

The huge mosquito beast was covered with blood from the same clan, and its eyes were exposed with cold light, but there was sadness hidden inside. It had been sad for a hundred years. It could not find its master, and could only vent its sorrow by killing. It made a sharp hissing sound towards the sky. The roar was not about excitement, but about like an abandoned young son, crying to the sky!

Under this hissing, the mosquito and beast groups around it also roared, and their sounds were connected, shaking the earth.

Under this roar, many mosquito beasts flew out of this continent, one by one, fleeing with panic and fear. There were still many huge bodies among them, and they also quickly escaped in fear.

In their memory, over the past century, there has been such a group of mosquito beasts, which are extremely crazy. They are growing stronger under constant killing. Whenever they come to a new fragmented continent, they will kill like they did just now. If anyone does not leave, they will be torn apart by them regardless of everything.

But at this moment, the huge mosquito beast suddenly shook violently, and its roar suddenly stopped completely. The cold light in its eyes collapsed while trembling, and replaced by a confusion that had dissipated for a hundred years!

The confusion quickly turned into excitement! The huge mosquito beast, with excitement and surprise, shook its body, roared again, and flew straight to the distance like crazy.

It looks like it has been separated from its master for a long time. After suddenly feeling its master's breath, it completely forgot everything and went crazy to look for that breath!!
Chapter completed!