Chapter 2053: Success!

Wang Lin looked at the Great Heavenly Lord of Song Tian and raised the primitive mountain of the earth in the air, causing the ground to shake, and even black light radiated from the peak.

He looked calm and looked coldly.

But the mountain peak rose higher and higher until it completely floated between heaven and earth. It paused above Song Tian. Song Tian stared at Wang Lin and raised his right hand, as if holding the mountain peak.

"Wang Lin, if you can take over the power of the original mountain, I will admit defeat in this battle!" Song Tian shouted loudly, and his right hand suddenly waved outward, but saw the huge original mountain heading straight for Wang Lin.

"This mountain is called Primitive, and is the land of the ancient tribe. The first mountain born in the ancient lineage has been tens of thousands of years, and its size remains unchanged. After Song proved the truth in this mountain and became the Great Heavenly Venerable, he also refined this mountain like the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Great Heavenly Venerable of the ancient lineage in all dynasties. Now in the hands of Song, this mountain can exert its suppression power!

Wang Lin, take it!"

The sky and the earth were booming, and the primitive mountain roared amazingly. It was suppressed in an instant in the direction of Wang Lin. This mountain was extremely strange. As it came, Wang Lin clearly saw that the thin lines formed by all the rules of the world were pushed away by a strange force when the mountain fell. It seemed that the mountain and the rules of the world had such great repulsion and did not exist with each other.

Wang Lin's eyes were shining. He stood there, his clothes dancing and his white hair was gently brushing. He looked at the coming mountain peak. He suddenly held his right hand and suddenly punched the mountain peak.

One of his punches fell in the void, touching the mountain a hundred feet apart. As the roar echoed, the mountain peak was shocked, and its descending speed dropped sharply, but it was still sinking.

The shadow of Wang Lin's punch that touched him at the peak was shaken and split into pieces. At the same time, a huge pressure fell down. When it suppressed Wang Lin, it directly divided the space around Wang Lin, and completely separated from the surroundings like the world where he was.

"Interesting!" Wang Lin smiled slightly. The magical power of suppressing the primitive mountain was surprisingly similar to that of the ancient ancestor. However, the ancient ancestor made the divided heaven and earth collapse and killed the enemy since the collapse. However, the primitive mountain used the division of heaven and earth to prevent people from escaping, and could only be suppressed.

"It is worthy of being the Great Heavenly Lord. Before me, the Immortal Gang Continent has no weak people. Each Great Heavenly Lord has its own different magical powers!

For example, the power of Song Tian’s primitive mountain can repel rules and achieve a division space like the finger of the ancient ancestor. Although this technique is not his faith technique, it is enough to be proud." Wang Lin murmured at the mountain getting closer and closer.

His eyes flashed. With his current cultivation level, there was no other person in this world except the ancient path. Wang Lin would not take the rest of the Great Heavenly Lord to heart. Although this primitive mountain is extraordinary, it is just extraordinary.

Wang Lin looked calm, raised his right hand and pointed at the primitive mountain whizzing above.

This finger is the magical power of the ancient ancestor.

As soon as he fell, the sky and earth changed, and the wind and clouds rolled back, the space divided by the primitive mountain immediately made a loud bang, but there were cracks visible to the naked eye around Wang Lin. The cracks became larger and larger, and it seemed as if it was about to collapse, as if it was about to collapse.

As for the primitive mountain, it was under Wang Lin's finger, and it stopped dozens of feet away from Wang Lin, shaking constantly, but it could not continue to sink.

At this moment, the space divided around Wang Lin collapsed and shattered like a collapse. Wang Lin walked out in one step, his expression still as usual, looking at Song Tian not far away.

"Do you still have to fight?"

Song Tian showed bitterness on his face, but he gritted his teeth and jumped up, and stood on the primitive mountain. He bit his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The blood turned into mist and was quickly absorbed by the mountain. At the same time, Song Tian suddenly sat cross-legged, and a low shout came from his mouth with his hands.

“Primitive suppression!”

The primitive mountain roared loudly, and it broke free from the previous vibration, descended again, and headed straight for Wang Lin.

Wang Lin shook his head and shook his body. Before the primitive mountain could sink, it appeared below the mountain. He raised his right hand and pressed his palm towards the mountain.

The moment his palm fell, the mountain trembled with a loud bang. On it, Song Tian sprayed blood again, his body rolled back, and he retreated for several steps before he paused.

At this moment, the Changhongs that came from the ancient imperial city quickly approached and turned into dozens of figures. The person in 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 after Song Tian rolled away on the primitive mountain, he swung his sleeves, but saw that the primitive mountain immediately rotated, slowly shrank, and finally turned into the size of a palm, landing on Wang Lin's right hand.

It seems that after the mountain shrinks, it looks like a bull's head, and the horns that had been broken before have returned to normal.

This scene was seen by Song Tian. His body staggered and retreated again, his face suddenly pale. This mountain was as big as ever forever. No one in the ancient lineage could have narrowed this mountain to such an extent.

But Wang Lin in front of him could shrink the mountain without looking at its refining. And look at its appearance, he could control it freely. Song Tian felt bitter in his heart, sighed, gave up all resistance, clasped his fists, and bowed deeply to Wang Lin.

"Mr. Song... admit defeat!" In Song Tian's words, he turned around and looked at the coming people. These people were shocked at this moment, obviously shocked by this scene.

"Song is the guardian of the Shiqiu lineage and the Great Heavenly Lord. Today he recognizes Prince Jidu, and is the emperor of the Shiqiu lineage a hundred years later!" Song Tian spoke slowly, and his eyes finally fell on the old man in the imperial robe.

This old man was the current Shigu Emperor. He hesitated for a moment and wanted to say something, but after looking at Wang Lin in the distance, he fell silent, bowed to Song Tian and nodded.

Prince Jidu's face was full of excitement, and he felt unreal. The desire he had always dreamed of was so simple today, which made him look dazed, but he was not an ordinary person after all. After taking a deep breath, he immediately took a step forward and came forward in an instant.

After hesitating for a while, he did not thank Song Tian and his father in advance, but turned around and knelt down on one knee towards Wang Lin in front of his father, Song Tian, ​​many powerful men from the ancient lineage, and even those princes.

"Xie Zhengfu made it happen!"

His kneeling and his words immediately made everyone around him, except Song Tian, ​​look suddenly changed, and his eyes gathered away, revealing incredible and unimaginable.

In this ancient clan with imperial power supreme, as a prince, especially the person who has determined his identity and is about to become the emperor of Shigu, he actually kneeled down to others and recognized him as his adopted father!!

This kind of thing exceeded the imagination of everyone around him, and in an instant, it caused an uproar.

"Jidu, what are you doing!!" The first person to speak was a middle-aged man standing next to Shiguhuang. This person was the eldest prince!

Chi Man in the distance was filled with unwillingness, but he had no way to change all this, but at this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Jidu, as a prince, how can you recognize others as your father at will! Especially as the future emperor, you actually kneel down to the Daogu Datianzun!!"

At that time, the ancient emperor was silent all the time, looking at his own son, kneeling in front of Wang Lin, and a gloomy flashed through his eyes.

The uproar around made Ji Du look a little pale, but his eyes showed firmness. Looking at Wang Lin, he knew what he was doing now. He wanted to use this to tell his adoptive father that even if he became the emperor, the other party would still be his adoptive father!

Wang Lin also looked at Jidu. He did not expect that Jidu had such courage and was willing to do such a thing in front of his father and many of his tribesmen.

This plan can completely carry out the words of his adoptive father and his promises in secret. In this way, the process of becoming the emperor will be much smoother, rather than the current situation, which seems to have some twists and turns.

Seeing that the uproar around him became increasingly greater, Song Tian remained silent. At that time, the Ancient Emperor had not spoken, but his eyes became more and more gloomy.

"Jidu, I'll accept your adopted son!" Wang Lin spoke slowly.

Ji Du took a deep breath. Wang Lin never recognized this matter before, but Ji Du himself called the other party the adoptive father. At this moment, Ji Du bowed again when he heard Wang Lin's words.

"A hundred years later, you will be the Emperor Shigu!" Wang Lin did not look at everyone, but instead turned his eyes to the direction of the Emperor Shigu. He could vaguely see that there was also a towering statue in the Emperor Shigu. The statue was carved from the Emperor Shigu.

There is also the ancestral temple.

When the eldest prince and Chi Man looked pale, they seemed to be about to speak, the old man in Shigu, seemed to have figured out the matter, sighed and roared inwardly, and spoke for the first time.

"A child can worship Wang Zun as his adoptive father. This is a child's fortune and a glory from the ancient lineage. I am not the ancient emperor, and I am not apart from right and wrong. I force Wang Zun away and cause trouble for myself and even my clan...

Please stay in my ancient lineage. If you have any requests, I will definitely be satisfied!" The old man in the imperial robe clasped his fists and bowed to Wang Lin.

"If Brother Wang has no other place to go, why not stay here and witness the scene of the plot becoming the emperor in a hundred years." Song Tian smiled on his face and said to Wang Lin.

"Father, my adoptive father wants to go to the ancestral temple, but my son has agreed, but I need to seek my father's advice." Ji Du stood up and spoke respectfully to the ancient emperor.

"Ancestral Temple? If Wang Zun wants to go, I will naturally agree to this matter!" The old man in the imperial robe said with a smile without hesitation when he heard this. He did not dare to disagree, nor did he dare to have any objection to Jidu's acceptance of this man as his adoptive father.

The king in front of him still left after killing the Dao Ancient Emperor and breaking into the Dao Ancient Palace. Even the Ancient Dao Heavenly Lord did not say anything about it. He has seen with his own eyes that Song Tian is no match for him, so how dare he offend him?
Chapter completed!