Chapter 1414 The name of falling!

The virtual fire is invisible and can ignite all emotions into flames, but this fire can only be released from outside to hurt the enemy, and it will not play a role in improving the cultivation level of the monks of the Suzaku clan themselves.

The virtual fire is the flame of the destruction of the Vermillion Bird clan! It can kill people, but it cannot be extracted from the body of the monk. Its quantity is invisible, so it is eternal.

When the real fire is transformed, there are only so many achievements until the monk dies.

But at the moment Wang Lin's virtual fire was swept across the Yuan magnetic mist at the moment of birth, and a strange change occurred inside that even a generation of ancestors could not understand!

At the moment of its birth, this virtual fire absorbed a trace of the magnetic force in the fog of the primordial magnetic force! If it were just like this, the magnetic force condensed by external forces would dissipate at any time.

But in Wang Lin's virtual fire, this magnetic force was released by Tian Ni, and its primordial magnetic force was eternal!

In this way, although the power of this virtual fire has not changed, its existence has made Wang Lin the first person in ancient times and can absorb virtual fire!

Wang Lin’s virtual fire was not much when he was born, but if it was continuously absorbed, the strength of his virtual fire would be enough to be shocking!

The Yuan magnetic mist spread wildly from Wang Lin's body, and in a blink of an eye it spread throughout the entire local realm. It broke through this realm in a moment and rolled up from the local incense on the Emperor Star.

The endless primordial magnet mist rushed out, spreading the sky of the Emperor Star, and even spreading, returning to the outside of the Emperor Star, becoming the primordial magnet tear around it.

It seems that there is no change from before, but if you look closely, you can still find that the difference is here.

Before entering Tian Ni, the primordial magnet tear was like a dead object, full of violence, but now it seems to have turned into a whole, and it is even more like it has vitality.

Tens of thousands of monks on the Emperor Star looked at this scene blankly, and even more in their eyes. But after seeing all the primordial fog emitted from the fragrance in that place, the huge incense that had burned almost half of it suddenly made a crackling sound inside.

The sound was harsh and clearly entered the ears of all monks. I saw fine cracks appearing on the incense. There were more and more cracks, and the entire huge fragrance filled the only moment.

With a bang, the incense suddenly broke from the middle, and the burning part fell down incline, penetrated the giant tortoise below and fell on the field with a bang.

There was silence around.

On the back of the giant tortoise, the human fragrance was extinguished. The local fragrance broke... The only towering one was left, the last one, the heavenly fragrance!

Yunluo Dasi's face became paler, and the fragrance of the broken place seemed to break her mind, making the fear in her eyes thicker.

"It shouldn't be him, it won't be him... it will never be him!"

Si Mozi was dry and tongued. After witnessing Wang Lin's trial, the scenes that appeared exceeded his imagination. Until now, he was a little dazed. He couldn't help but feel a deep fear of Wang Lin, who had never had his soul.

This was impossible. As a powerful master in the third step, he actually became afraid of a monk who was still in the second step...

But now, it appeared on Si Mozi.

Miaoyin Daozun stared at the broken place, narrowed his eyes, flipped his right hand, took out a peach, took a bite, and a greed flashed in his eyes.

"Tian Ni...Tian Ni...Miaoyin Dao Zun is about to settle!"

Lan Meng Daozun looked complicated, withdrew his gaze and remained silent. Li Qianmei beside him lowered her head and could not see her expression.

The old Zhuque grabbed his head with his right hand and smiled bitterly on his face.

"What did this little guy do... The incident of Emperor Star just now was clearly related to him... How many secrets are hidden in this kid...

It’s good now. The first incense is extinguished and the second is broken... How can I try this? How can I calculate the results..."

Tens of thousands of monks around him were in an uproar after a brief silence.

"The second incense is broken! This..."

"What kind of cultivation level can this third young emperor in the trial achieve this? How could he achieve this? The extinguishing of the first incense is shocking, but what is it compared to the sacrificial fragrance!"

"This matter is probably not related to the third young emperor. The fragrance is probably caused by the Yuan magnetic mist of the Emperor Star just now! But why did the mist suddenly roll back into the fragrance..."

All kinds of thoughts, but the same thing is all eyes, falling one by one under the first incense, always closing the mind of Wang Lin, waiting for his awakening!

"Will this person wake up, or will it ignite the next incense out of thin air as before..."

In the local realm, after all the primordial fog in Wang Lin's body emerged, the Tianni beads in his chest gradually became hidden and disappeared.

The entire local world became silent, and only the illusory fire on the Vermillion Bird in front of Wang Lin was burning silently.

After a long time, Wang Lin looked at the Vermilion Bird, opened his mouth and sucked it. The Vermilion Bird rushed straight to Wang Lin in a hissing, blending into his left eye. At this moment, a strong virtual fire radiated from Wang Lin's body. The virtual fire was invisible and colorless, spreading around Wang Lin, emitting a power to destroy the world.

After exhaling a deep breath of turbid air, Wang Lin raised his head and looked into the distance. After pondering for a while, he did not choose to leave. Instead, he took a step forward, and his figure flew across thousands of miles and appeared at the end of this local world. The bald mountain that had never been burned in the sea of ​​fire before.

On the bald mountain, the fourth generation of Suzaku sat there silently. He was here, and he was very clear about Wang Lin's previous experiences and was shocked.

But he was not a very human after all, so he quickly suppressed the shock and looked in the distance silently.

In front of him, the world was twisted, and Wang Lin walked out and came several feet away from the Fourth Generation Zhuque. He stood there, and was also silent.

"After the Vermilion Bird awakens four times, the virtual fire needs to be nourished for a while, you must remember it." The fourth generation of Vermilion Bird looked back at Wang Lin and said softly.

Wang Lin looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and clasped his fists and said, "Senior is the fourth generation of Suzaku?"

"I'm." The middle-aged man nodded.

Wang Lin didn't say anything, and after a long time, he whispered: "The Five Dynasties of Suzaku have great kindness to his younger generations. What he missed before his death was that he had accompanied the Fourth Dynasties of Suzaku as his medicine boy..."

The middle-aged man's eyes showed sadness and nodded silently, his voice was melancholy, and he said softly: "I understand..."

Wang Lin raised his right hand and waved it forward, and immediately a storage crack transformed, but a stone statue slowly flew out from it!

The stone statue was the corpse of the old Saint Emperor Zhuque after his death!

"The Old Saint Emperor worked hard for the Suzaku Holy Sect throughout his life. In my opinion, no one is more worthy of being called Suzaku than him!" Wang Lin looked at the corpse of the Old Saint Emperor, and scenes of that year appeared in his mind.

"When the old Saint Emperor was anxious about the Suzaku Holy Sect, you were not here, and the second generation of Suzaku was not here... In the Four Saint Emperor, the Holy Emperor was killed in battle, the Xuanwu Holy Emperor defected, and the Qinglong Holy Emperor was trapped. For tens of thousands of years, only the old Saint Emperor Zhuque was maintained by the Suzaku until his death. He did not forget the affairs of the Suzaku Holy Sect... and his master...

Today, when I see my senior, I put his corpse here. I think if the old Holy Emperor has a spirit, he will choose to stay here and accompany the master who abandoned him and never came back then. This may be his home."

Wang Lin took a few steps back, knelt under the corpse of the old Saint Emperor, kowtowed three times, and whispered: "Old Saint Emperor, my disciple brought you back from the Suzaku Holy Sect. Today I will send you back to the fourth generation of Suzaku and send you home... The grace I had never been repaid back then, and my promise will continue."

After getting up, Wang Lin glanced at the four generations of Holy Emperors in a complicated manner, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your help just now, I will say goodbye to you." Wang Lin sighed inwardly and turned around and walked towards the sky.

He could accept the second generation of Vermilion Bird, but he could not accept the fourth generation of Vermilion Bird... If these four generations of Vermilion Birds had not left, there would have been the existence of the old Saint Emperor during the four awakenings. If the four generations had not left, the old Saint Emperor would have never returned to the ruins and died.

The fourth generation of Suzaku looked at the corpse of his disciple, and his body trembled. His eyes showed a strong sadness. He slowly stood up next to the corpse. He raised his right hand tremblingly, and *** on his disciple's face.

"Lu Yun... is my teacher... I'm sorry for you..." Tears were left in the eyes of the fourth generation of Suzaku.

"I know everything about the Four Saints Sects...but I can't go back... After I came to this ancient star, something happened and was sealed by a mysterious person..." The fourth generation of Suzaku murmured, as if he had grown old all of a sudden. His eyes looked at the corpse of his disciples, and his sad memories were revealed.

"Over the years, I have tried to break my own seal several times, but I have never succeeded... Even a generation of ancestors cannot untie this seal... I can only stay in this local realm and cannot take a step...

Once I go out, the seal will burst out, causing me to lose my mind and become crazy... Lu Yun, it's not that I don't go back for my master... it's that I can't go back..." The tears of the four generations of Suzaku fell on the corpse of his disciple, carrying endless sadness in his heart, and the painful memories, but more of a kind of guilty regret.

"This seal is not only on me, but also on the second generation Suzaku. Under his suppression, he doesn't need to be in this local realm, but he can't get out of this fallen place...

The land of falling... The land of falling, this is the land of falling for my Suzaku clan... either dies in a mad manner or subverts it!" The fourth generation of Suzaku murmured bitterly, as if explaining to his disciples...

Wang Lin's figure walked towards the sky, getting farther and farther away, and finally disappeared without a shadow.
Chapter completed!