Chapter 1208: Resolving the Ancient Contract

"I'm not a slave clan!!" The young man with crescent mark suddenly turned around and roared at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked at the young man coldly, and the flames of the Vermilion Bird beside him became more and more intense. When he first met this young man, he was in the battle between Void and Moon Watching. This person appeared outside the world, forming a whirlpool, trying to take away Moon Watching!

This person was extremely arrogant at that time. Zeng Aoyan was the way of heaven in the eyes of the cultivators in the world like Wang Lin and Yu Ren! Wang Lin was extremely shocked at the time, but as he knew more, the colder the eyes of the young man looking at the crescent mark.

The slave clan of the ancient gods was protected by the power of the ancient gods in ancient times, and this Moon-Devouring Clan!

Wang Lin walked forward in a cold snorkeling, clenched his fist with his right hand and hit him directly forward. The power of the ancient god suddenly echoed, as if he was about to smash the world and go straight to the young man's rapid approaching.

The young man looked pale. He knew that he might not be able to escape. If he wanted to survive, he could only fight! But he felt bitter in his heart. Even if he fought, how many people might survive... He didn't know.

If he is outside the world and fights with people from other clans, he can still surrender, but the person in front of him is a monk in the world, an ancient god clan, and an ancient god of the royal clan. From the classics within the clan, he knew that before a long time, his clan had rebelled against the ancient god, and even if he surrendered, he would not be able to escape the death of being searched for souls.

"Where is this damn place? How could a monk from the realm appear!!"

The expression became more ferocious. The young man roared and his hands made his whole body more crystal clear, like the moonlight spreading. As Wang Lin's punch came, he turned his whole body suddenly and formed a whirlwind. In the whirlwind, a huge crescent moon appeared!

The moment Wang Lin's punch fell, the crescent moon shook all over, but it did not collapse. However, the young man inside had shocked blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength, pushed forward hard, and shouted: "The power of anti-moon!"

Suddenly, in the whirlwind outside his body, the crescent moonlight suddenly shone, but an illusory ancient god punched him out of it and headed straight for Wang Lin!

Wang Lin looked as usual, and raised his right hand with a sneer, and then hit him forward again. At the same time, he took a step forward and approached directly at an unimaginable speed.

With one punch, the ancient god who came out of the moon fell together with the punch, and a roar echoed immediately.

"How can the slave clan's art compete with the ancient gods for the glory!" Wang Lin's right fist thundered out as he moved forward, and kept falling forward, approaching the whirlwind. With the rumbling sound, the young man in the whirlwind kept retreating, and every step he took, he would spew out blood, and his body trembled violently.

At this moment, Wang Lin was like a war immortal, bombarding him step by step with endless fighting spirit and passion!

The two of them retreated and advanced, and each punch fell, the power of the moon appeared. In a blink of an eye, all the sounds that replaced this strange space were completely suppressed.

"Broke it for me!" Wang Lin's voice was calm, but there was a supreme pressure. When he closed his fist, his body rotated, and his right foot was stormy, and he kicked into the whirlwind with a bang.

With the banging sound, the whirlwind collapsed immediately, and the crescent moon inside it was even more shattered and exploded!

A blood shadow was swept out from it, but blood was filled with the young man's body, turning into an arc and falling into the distance. Wang Lin took another step towards the young man.

The young man's eyes were scattered, but he struggled to roar a very complicated spell. At the same time, he even pinched his hands and quickly pointed it on his eyebrows.

"The Forbidden of Moon, God's Wrath!" The young man knew that there was an ancient magical power in his Yuede clan, which was called the Forbidden technique. Not only was it absolutely necessary, it was definitely not used, because this magical power was humiliating for their Yuede clan!

With the roar, the young man immediately knelt on the ground as Wang Lin walked, raised his hands to the distance, pinched out a strange seal, and knelt on the ground and worshiped.

"Borrow the power of the soul and melt my moon-eating people!"

The moment his voice sounded, a huge force of ancient god suddenly appeared outside the young man's body. Immediately afterwards, the space behind the man was twisted, but a huge ancient god phantom appeared hundreds of feet in size!

The ancient god's whole body was blurred, his eyes were closed, but the seven ancient god star dots in his eyebrows were dazzling, emitting dazzling light!

"Please give the soul of the ancient gods to the slave tribe's moon-devouring power to destroy all enemies that will stop you!" The young man felt humiliated, but at this moment the crisis was not too much, and a hoarse voice echoed.

The illusory ancient god who appeared behind him suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a vicissitudes and endless domineering. He slowly raised his right hand and landed towards Wang Lin.

The young man showed viciousness in his eyes and shouted wildly inside: "Since you are an ancient god, let you ancient gods kill each other!!"

Wang Lin's eyes were filled with sadness, looking at the illusory ancient god, looking at the bombarding punch, sighed lightly, and the ancient god star point suddenly appeared above his eyebrows. As the rotation was made, the aura of ancient gods immediately filled his whole body.

"You are waiting for the protectors to rebel against my ancient gods. With the order of my ancient gods, Wang Lin, you will disperse!" The words of the ancient gods thundered out of Wang Lin's mouth, forming a ripples that spread out.

The illusory ancient god's fist suddenly paused, and confusion and liberation appeared in his eyes, gradually dissipating... The ancient god clan has not appeared for a long time. The ancient gods who protect the ancient gods of the Moon Devouring Clan are just a soul thought and a will... It was the ancient gods of the royal family that decided to protect the Moon Devouring Clan, so the entire ancient god clan carried out this will without hesitation. For a long time, the years passed, even if they were dead, the will that existed in the world would still be protected as always.

Unless another new royal family appears and a will to give up protection is issued, only in this way can this ancient agreement be resolved!

Today, at this moment, at this breath, Wang Lin's words are the will of the ancient royal gods!

The young man was stunned for a moment. With his experience, how could he know the secret of the ancient god? He didn't know that, so he was so stupid to use the power of the ancient god in front of Wang Lin, the ancient god of the royal family!

"From then on, the ancient god no longer protects Yuede, but destroys Yuede clan!" This was the last word from the young man's ear. Wang Lin stepped forward and swept across the body. The young man's body thumped, and his bones collapsed, but his body did not collapse. Instead, he was swept across Wang Lin and was directly rolled to the bones below the stone tablet.

With a bang, this person's body directly overlapped with the bones, and blood spurted out from his shoulders, but it was nailed to the colorful nail! At this moment, the wailing sound came as earth-shaking. The body was fixed by two colorful nails. Daonian was sucked away frantically, and even his soul seemed to be constantly crushed. This kind of pain is absolutely unbearable.

Wang Lin did not kill him immediately, but let him bear the pain of Zhan Xingye back then, waiting for death in constant torture!

The young man under the stone tablet trembled and wanted to leave in a struggle, but he couldn't do it. Even his soul could not escape and was sealed tightly inside.

Wang Lin walked in slowly, raised his right hand and pressed it on the young man's heavenly spirit. His spiritual sense rushed out and forced his soul to search in his mind. After gaining memory, the young man was already in dying, but the pain was even stronger, making him unable to fall into a coma, nor could he destroy himself, and could only die slowly in endless torture.

Withdrew his right hand, Wang Lin sighed lightly.

At this moment, in this space, the flames on Zhuque's body reached an unprecedented height. In the crazy burning, it changed to Zhuque's third change and continued to climb!

At the same time, within the nothingness below the vast starry sky of the seal world, outside the majestic formation that covers the star field, the starry sky here is called the ancient stars, also called the outside world!

In the ancient stars, there is a clan filled with lightning in the vast star field. This is the famous Thunder Clan among the ancient races.

Among the Shining Thunder Clan, there is a thunder that has not dispersed for thousands of years and has been eternal. This thunder comes from nothingness and makes a rumbling sound at all times. The place where this lightning is located was built into a temple by the Shining Thunder Clan people, and thunder is pouring in to worship the thunder.

But at the moment when the person with the lightning mark in the seven-colored world died, at the moment when Wang Lin said that the power of thunder had been collected, the eternal thunder that had never dissipated suddenly emitted a shocking thunder that had never been seen before! While shocking the entire Thunder Clan, it also made all the tribesmen in the star field where the Thunder Clan was located jump!

As the faces of all the tribesmen changed drastically, and their spiritual sense spread, the thunder that had existed forever suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it was taken away by someone... Ten breaths later, although the thunder appeared again, the previous scene caused endless panic and fear of the Thunder Clan.

There is another area among the ancient stars, where the Fire Bird Clan is located... It is very similar to the Suzaku Holy Sect. The area here is full of flames, as if it is burning all the time.

What is more similar is that in this burning area, there are countless statues of Vermilion Birds standing on temples everywhere, but these Vermilion Birds look black all over, like firebirds.

But just as the Fire Bird tribe died and Wang Lin said that he would collect the power of flames, all the firebirds here were shocked, and the sound of hissing was shocking. Cracks appeared one after another, but 30% of the firebird statues collapsed immediately!

The entire Fire Bird Clan was shocked!

"In ancient legend, when they are about to come back, the fake birds will collapse..." At the moment when all the firebirds collapsed, an old man in the Fire Bird tribe looked at the sky and muttered to himself.
Chapter completed!