Nine worlds

Let Daozhen sit cross-legged in the center of the 99 death marks, Wang Ling did not hesitate, and communicated with the death marks he had carved on the island, and suddenly a monstrous death energy came out, and At some point behind Wang Ling, a phantom condensed towards the dao formation in the center and rushed towards it. At the moment when the phantom was about to touch the dao formation, Wang Ling yelled: Palm Soul!Immediately, that illusory image seemed to be restrained by something, step by step according to Wang Ling's instructions, devouring the filth of heaven and earth in the spirit and body of the Taoist array!

In just a moment, Wang Ling's whole body was drenched in cold sweat, but he didn't dare to neglect in the slightest. Palm Soul firmly suppressed Death Palm God's desire to devour everything!This is also the first time that Wang Ling's death palm spirit is concentrated outside his body, and the only palm spirit that can restrain the seven palm spirits is Wang Ling's palm spirit!But what Wang Ling never expected was that the seven palm gods in the palm soul and the seven palm gods outside are simply the difference between heaven and earth. If you just want to die, the palm god will act according to your own consciousness It's just so difficult.Wang Ling gritted his teeth and persisted. If he hadn't prepared in advance and carved 99 death patterns to isolate the vitality of the outside world, then the Death Palm God, which was condensed outside, would not be killed by the vigorous vitality of the outside world. The crazy plundering is not under his control, thinking of this, Wang Ling felt very lucky.

When looking at the Dao Formation, Wang Ling found that both his soul and body had disappeared into the heaven and earth, and the whole person in the Dao Formation also appeared and disappeared from time to time, and Wang Ling, who was not delaying, condensed a burst of vitality at his fingertips. To the Taoist formation.It was Wang Ling's warning at this critical moment that allowed Dao Formation to regain a sliver of clarity from its turmoil, and then remembered what I had to do now, and hurriedly operated the "Natal Formation Diagram" buried deep in the sea of ​​consciousness to clear my sharply transparent The dissipated soul merged into the core of the array!And this seems simple, if it weren't for the vigorous vitality that Wang Ling arranged under him in advance in the Dao Formation, the Dao Formation would have been completely wiped out by the God of Palm, and even the scum would be devoured by the God of Palm!

After the Dao formation stabilized the soul, the physical body opened its eyes, and all it saw was a boundless dead zone surrounded by black air. A face-to-face almost made me fall into it and couldn't extricate myself!Looking at the two dark gazes in the black air like ink, Dao Zhen's heart was broken!In an instant, a dead air permeated the Dao Formation. .

Not good, Wang Ling knew that he couldn't go on like this, now the Dao Formation has just merged his soul and body, and he is extremely weak!Daozhen woke up so quickly and Wang Ling did not expect it.

But outside the small island, it was like the end of the world, thunder and lightning, and rolling dark clouds pressed down on the small island one after another; while Death, the palm god felt the thunderous provocation from the outside world, and became more mad, wanting to Breaking away from the restraint of Wang Ling's palm soul, he rushed towards the rolling thunderclouds pressing down on the sky!The half-immortal strongman among the three "Yahai" sects who were also hundreds of thousands of miles away felt the suffocating oppression immediately.

Pavilion Master, what is going on here?Where did such vigorous death energy come from? All the half-immortal monks in the "Ya Hai" were shaken by the sudden appearance of death air, and other monks with lower cultivation levels even passed out directly. The physical body is lost to varying degrees.

Menghai Pavilion and Pavilion Master Feng Ruo kept using their true energy to prop up a barrier, trying to stop the erosion of this dead energy!But it doesn't help, the vigorous death energy is like a no-man's land devouring all vitality wherever it goes; and this is just a little bit of death energy overflowing from the palm god of death!

Is my "Menghai Pavilion" going to disappear here today?Feng Ruoxin bitten the corner of her mouth in reluctance, and a little bit of bright red dripped onto the white skirt.Not only "Menghai Pavilion"; "UFO Palace" and "Hunyoumen" are also helpless under this dead air.

Wang Ling, who didn't know it at all, knew that he just made such a big commotion because he was just staring at the god of death, watching the palm god of death opened his huge mouth that could swallow everything, facing the sky and billowing thunder clouds ;Wang Ling bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and immediately Palm Soul's restraint on Death Palm God increased a bit, but in the face of Death Palm God, who was already on the verge of rampage, this little restraint was just a drop in the bucket !Just when Wang Ling was in a dilemma, Ming Ze's Palm God merged with Wang Ling's palm soul instantly, and Wang Ling's eyes were like the sun, moon and stars, and his whole body became as boundless as the void, as if it could contain everything; After just one glance, he was so overwhelmed by the invisible majesty that he couldn't lift his head up!

Afterwards, Wang Ling faced Death Palm God with both hands and grabbed it. The strange thing is that Death Palm God seemed to pull something out of the boundless death energy under Wang Ling's hands, and it immediately belonged to death. Only then did Palm God's death energy gradually dissipate, and the rolling thunderclouds that were pressing down on the sky were also directly dispersed by Wang Ling.When Wang Ling woke up, he found that he had returned to the guest room of "Ya Hai".