After I Got Pregnant With The Hero’S Baby, I Ran Away With The Ball. Chapter 88
byHe said he wanted to kill Wei Lin, but he was controlled and couldn’t control his spiritual power, so even if he wanted to, he was powerless.
The white-bearded old man once again broke the news: “You put it lightly. Now that we are trapped and unable to recover all our spiritual power, what can we do to kill him?”
This sentence choked Xing Siming to the point where he could not speak. He rushed towards the old man with fierce murderous intent. If both of them were not unable to use their spiritual power, they would have taken action long ago.
“I actually fell back to the late stage of the Tribulation!”
Just when they were at their wits’ end, the one with the lowest cultivation among the Sanxian found that he had fallen out of state.
This has never happened before for a loose immortal to lose his realm.
The old man who argued with Xing Siming was already very old. After that monk, his realm of Sanxian fell below the critical point and returned to the late stage of transcending tribulation.
After their realm fell, the formation did not stop absorbing their spiritual power. Instead, it pumped faster and faster, as if they were being pumped.
After falling to the level of Sanxian, his realm deteriorated even faster.
The old man suddenly panicked and couldn’t help but yelled: “What the hell kind of formation is this?”
No one could answer it. They had never heard of such a weird formation, not to mention their experience.
“If this continues, we will all be drained of our spiritual power and turned back into mortals.”
For ascetics, it is a luxury to lose their cultivation and become a mortal.The higher the cultivation level of a monk, the longer he will live. Once he loses his cultivation level, he will soon grow old and die.
There is no possibility of reconstruction at all.
“Could it be that he was drained of spiritual power and cultivated and died here?”
How can you be willing?
They have been cultivating for so many years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have gone through thousands of disasters and nine deaths. How can they be willing to die in such an aggrieved way?
If their spiritual power could still be controlled by themselves, they could combine the strength of everyone and maybe be able to kill Wei Lin with one blow.
But now it is difficult to escape on his own, and it is unreliable to join forces with these loose immortals. Just when Xing Siming was about to die like this, he suddenly remembered the other half of Duan Liqing’s soul that was sealed in his body.
As early as when Wei Lin’s people sealed half of the soul in the far north, it would be a nightmare, so he refined the other half of the soul sealed in the body.
Wei Lin is an unscrupulous person, but he is extremely protective of the people under him.Duan Liqing had been dead for so many years, and he would try his best to get Duan Liqing’s soul back.
Originally, he had kept this half of the remnant soul to threaten Wei Lin when he refused to cooperate, but now it came in handy.
As soon as his faith moved, his body shone with a dazzling and hot red light, and a red light burst out from his heart, turning into a phantom of a Suzaku spreading its wings and singing.
The Sanxian saw at a glance that this bird had the same origin as the Suzaku in the southern sky.It’s just that the Suzaku in the sky is alive, but the Suzaku in front of me only has half of its unstable soul left.
“How come you have the remnant soul of the sacred bird Suzaku?”
The Sanxian people looked at Xing Siming in shock. Xing Siming didn’t care about them. He just looked at it with gentle eyes and pointed at Wei Lin in the divine light: “Go ahead and kill him for me.”
Suzaku, who had been refined and had no memory of his life, no longer remembered who he was, let alone Wei Lin and Gui Gu.It only knows that its master wants it to kill the person in front of it, and its only consciousness is to complete the master’s order.
The remnant soul of the Suzaku raised its neck and let out a long cry, waving its wings and flying towards Wei Lin as if it was death.
None of Sanxian’s actions escaped Wei Lin’s eyes. He knew that these people wanted to kill him, but he just curled his lips in contempt. When he saw the remnant soul of Suzaku without any sense, his originally contemptuous expression suddenly turned cold.
He ignored the remnant soul of Suzaku rushing towards him and stared at Xing Siming, whose eyes were full of madness.
He saw Xing Siming move his lips silently and say something to him, and the murderous intent in Wei Lin’s eyes suddenly became real.
Because Xing Siming said: “I didn’t expect that not only did your men die in my hands, but their souls also became the knife I used to kill you.”
At this time, Xing Siming no longer cared whether he could survive or not, and whether the remnant soul of Suzaku could successfully kill Wei Lin, he just wanted to make Wei Lin unhappy.
The subordinate who was once the most loyal to you has become the knife that kills you in the hands of your mortal enemy. This is not a pleasant feeling.
Wei Lin laughed at his shamelessness. Now that he had broken through to the realm of Daluo Jinxian, it was just a matter of raising his hand to kill Xing Siming.
But he would not let Xing Siming die so happily. He would let Xing Siming fall down a little bit, lose all his cultivation and die of old age.
The Suzaku who was trying to kill him was already close at hand. Wei Lin took a deep look at Xing Siming, raised his hand and put it away, and the remnant soul of the Suzaku was put into his palm.
He looked down at Xing Siming and the Sanxian who were looking at the ground, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth: “Enjoy it, the feeling of going from Sanxian to mortal.”
The faces of the Sanxian were pale, and they remembered the result of the Sanxian who had just deduced the secret of heaven – they would die without any solution.
The realm of the loose immortals continued to fall, and the cultivation and the original power of the world that had been taken away continued to flow into Wei Lin’s body.
If the cultivation level does not match the body, and too strong spiritual power invades the body, ordinary monks will explode and die before they can advance.But Wei Lin is the descendant of Nuwa and a descendant of a saint. He is tyrannical in nature. He washed his muscles and marrow with Emperor’s liquid since he was a child, and it was enough to sustain him until he became a saint.
When Wei Lin broke through to the quasi-sage realm, the calamity thunder that had been brewing in the clouds for a long time could no longer bear it and struck with overwhelming force.
When a saint becomes a saint, he has great luck, is recognized by heaven, and only then can he become a true saint by receiving the golden light of merit.
Heaven will not allow Wei Lin to become a saint, and Wei Lin knows this very well, so he will directly plunder the power of the world’s origin.
Facing the massive thunderstorm, Wei Lin not only refused to dodge, he even opened his arms extremely arrogantly, with an expression of calm acceptance.
He said to that day: “You can try to kill me and see if the whole world will be buried with me after I die.”
The calamity thunder that was about to hit him stopped abruptly and hung less than ten feet above Wei Lin’s head.
A burst of ancient and heavy bells rang from all directions, shocking people’s hearts, as if they were touching the avenue.
Wei Lin narrowed his eyes: “Either make me a saint, or watch this world be drained of its original power and become a dead place.”
He is not negotiating with Tiandao, but directly threatening Tiandao.
The ancient bell rang again, and Wei Lin sneered: “You have your karma and reincarnation. There is nothing wrong with that, but why should we become the victims of your so-called karma? I just want to live.”
Even if Heaven doesn’t recognize him as a saint, it doesn’t matter. He never expected to be recognized in the first place.
After he finishes extracting the original power of this world, he can also forcibly become a saint.
As long as he becomes a saint, heaven cannot stop him.
The bell didn’t ring for a long time, and Wei Lin was not in a hurry, since he could afford it anyway.
Zhoutian Xingdou Grand Formation and Four Seas Eight Wilds Formation will not stop as long as he has not become a saint.
People in the world say that the way of heaven is unkind, but if this world declines, the way of heaven will actually perish.
He didn’t know why the six saints chose to commit suicide instead of contending with the way of heaven. He didn’t know if there was any hidden secret in it. He just wanted to split the prehistoric realm from this world and create a new world.
Since Heaven does not allow this world to exist in prehistoric times, then he will do as it wishes.
“Make a choice, make me a saint, or let this world collapse, it all depends on your thought.”
As if out of breath, the steady bell became sharper and faster.
Throughout the ages, Heaven has calculated and forced it to make a choice, and Wei Lin was the only one to do it.
It was said that it was a choice, but in fact there was no choice at all.
The bell suddenly fell silent after a quick ringing, and then the dark clouds in the sky faded away, the sun penetrated the clouds, and countless strands of golden light of merit fell.
Heaven compromised.
Wei Lin smiled and lowered his head, his eyes moist: “Master, did you see it? I succeeded.”
Over Nanling, the soaring Suzaku stopped and closed its eyes sadly.
Something important had been taken out of his life.
My heart felt empty.
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