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Chapter 2058 that figure

Chapter 2058 That figure

Outside the ancient ancestor statue, there are only seven halos, slowly emitting soft light. However, among the seven remaining halos, there is another one at this moment, which is rapidly dim, as if it can dissipate at any time.

"Wang Lin!!" Xuan Luo was blocked outside the ancestral temple. His eyes were anxious and a divine thought came out to the ancestral temple. However, the divine thought was like a mud cow entering the sea. Xuan Luo didn't know if Wang Lin could hear it.

He clasped his hands and immediately a bright light like the sun's halo appeared outside his body. He stepped forward and walked into the ancestral temple with a bang, but after only a few steps, he was rolled up by the roaring force and retreated back.

As Xuanluo continues to try, Wang Lin's body was completely dry in the depths of the ancestral temple, like a skeleton, and there was no light spot around him, and his will was so dim that it was almost impossible to detect.

The countless attempts to merge, all failed, and his will gradually seemed to be wiped out.

There was silence here, without any sound, but after a moment, there was an anxious echo that faintly opened here.

"Wang Lin!!"

"Wang Lin!!"

"Wang Lin!!"

Wang Lin closed his eyes and did not move. However, after the sound appeared, a red light flashed in his skeleton-like body. The red light was the soul blood in his body!

It flashed like a flash of light in the depths of the dark ancestral temple.

Time passed, and I don’t know how long it had passed, and the halo outside the ancient ancestor statue dissipated four times again. There were only three halos, which reduced the light that enveloped the heaven and earth a lot, making the dark night different for the first time in more than ten years.

But this night, almost no one meditated. All the people of the Shi'an tribe stared at the statue of the ancient ancestors from afar, and even their breathing solidified.

There was another three halo outside the ancient ancestor statue, like the wind blowing candlelight, and struggled for a moment and was extinguished.

"One less!"

"There are only two halos. This person has been distracted from the ancient road for almost twenty years. Can't he really succeed..."

"When these two halos disappeared, he... looked around and disappeared again!!!"

An uproar echoed the world, covering the entire ancient imperial city. Almost everyone took a breath and saw a halo disappearing from the ancient ancestor statue again. Now there is only one!!

And this halo is slowly dimming!!

"Wang Lin! Wake up!!" Xuan Luo punched the ancestral temple and let out a shocking roar. The roar revolved around the entire ancient imperial city, thundering like thunder, and finally all turned towards the ancestral temple.

His body forced into it again, but was still rebounded by the force, and suddenly rolled back and forth several steps. Xuan Luo looked anxious. He had experienced this ancient Taoist three-pointed god. He knew that in the distraction, as long as the halo was not destroyed, even if there was no vitality or consciousness, it was actually not death, but a kind of sleep!

A kind of soul sleep. If this kind of sleep can awaken it, as long as the aura is immortal, there is still a possibility of survival. This is also the reason why he chose to come here to protect the Dharma!

But once all the halos disappear, this kind of sleep is equivalent to real death!

"Wang Lin, I am Master Xuan Luo, wake up quickly!!" Xuan Luo roared and sent all the voices into the incomprehensible ancestral temple.

While its voice revolved around the Shi Ancient Lineage, an even more astonishing uproar broke out in the entire Shi Ancient Imperial City. Almost all tribe members had questions for more than ten years, who was the one who survived the tribulation in the ancestral temple?

And at this moment, this question has an answer!

"Wang Lin? This name sounds familiar..."

"It's him!! Isn't this Wang Lin the man who killed the ancient emperor of Dao more than a hundred years ago? It's him!!"

"It is rumored that Wang Lin is already the tenth Yang of the Xiangang Continent. Oh my God, I didn't expect that the person who passed the tribulation in the ancestral temple would be him Wang Lin!!"

In the anxious roar of Xuanluo and the uproar in the Shigu Imperial City, the only halo outside the ancient ancestor statue became increasingly dim and could disappear at any time.

The blood flashing on Wang Lin, who was cross-legged in the depths of the ancestral temple, became more and more intense.

"Who is calling me..." Wang Lin felt like he was sleeping, as if he was in a strange place, and there was a blur. He walked in a daze, not knowing how long he had been walking along the way until he heard a faint voice behind him.

"Where am I..." Wang Lin was still confused, the voice of calling behind him looming, and it no longer existed when he wanted to listen.

"How could I be here..." Wang Lin was confused and continued to walk forward. The sky here was dark, the earth here was hazy, and the whole world was surrounded by mist, and there was no place far away.

Here is a ruin.

The earth was not angry at all, as if it had been abandoned for many years. The vaguely visible peaks were gone without green clothes, but were in a state of decay.

"Who am I... again..." Wang Lin's confusion became deeper and deeper. He seemed to have lost many memories. He couldn't remember who he was, why he was here, and what place he was here.

"Wake up...wake up..." The faint fairy voice echoed slightly again, and Wang Lin paused.

"I seemed to hear something." Wang Lin was confused and wanted to look back, but just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly saw a mountain in the fog in front of him!

The colorful snow falls on the mountain, which is very beautiful.

On the mountain, there was a vague figure, which could only be seen faintly. This was a man with a corpse in his hands. The long hair of the corpse was hanged and was blown by the wind. This scene exuded a sense of desolation and a sense of sorrow.

Wang Lin stared at the figure in a daze. The figure made him feel extremely familiar, and this feeling made him tremble.

A roar of sorrow came from the figure of the mountain in the distance. He raised his head and was roaring towards the sky. The sound echoed in all directions, rushing into Wang Lin's heart with a penetrating force, causing his body to tremble even more violently.

In this roar, the dim sky was shaken, as if countless ripples echoed, and there were signs of fragmentation, as if even this day was irresistible in this person's roar and was about to collapse.

"Heaven and Earth..." The roaring figure heard words, but the moment he said these two words, another familiar voice appeared in Wang Lin's ears.

"Wang Lin, wake up!!" The echo of this voice seemed to come out of thin air. After it appeared, the mountain that Wang Lin looked at disappeared, and the figure holding the corpse and roaring towards the sky also disappeared.

Wang Lin's body shook, subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him. The moment he looked behind him, his mind roared.

He remembered that he was Wang Lin, who was undergoing the tribulation in the ancient ancestral temple and was experiencing the second distraction fusion. When he thought of all this, his eyes were no longer confused, but were replaced by Qingming!

At the same time, in the depths of the ancestral temple, ten feet away from Wang Lin's body, sitting cross-legged, there was an old man with white hair trembling, walking step by step. The old man's clothes belonged to Xuanluo!

But his appearance is far from the ages of Xuanluo, who is like a young man!

"Wang Lin, wake up!!" the old man roared, his voice hoarse.

Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes. The moment he saw the old man, the old man showed surprise on his face, but he could no longer resist the rebounding force that stepped into this place and was bombarded out of the ancestral temple.

"Master..." Wang Lin murmured, looking at the direction where Xuan Luo left, looking at his white hair, he knew that he could not forget this kind of kindness in his life.

He raised his head suddenly, and as he pinched his hands, a large number of light spots appeared outside his body again. These light spots suddenly condensed on top of his head, quickly forming a contour of light and shadow.

The moment Xuan Luo was popped out of the ancestral temple, he saw the last halo on the ancient ancestral statue, gradually disappearing, but at the moment it disappeared, suddenly, the halo recondensed from the dissipation, emitting dazzling light, the second, third, fourth... until the twelfth halo appeared again at the same time, and the light rose up!

Immediately afterwards, the thirteenth halo, the fourteenth halo... the eighteenth halo appeared! The entire Shigu Imperial City was silent in an instant by this sudden scene.

After a brief silence, there was a surging uproar, and it burst out.

In this uproar, the nineteenth halo appeared on the ancient ancestor statue, and then there were twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two... Until the twenty-seventh halo, they completely surrounded, shining light and ripples spreading from all directions. Not only did they cover the ancient imperial city, but also the area where the primitive mountain outside was also shrouded in the light and ripples.

Xuan Luo smiled. He did not stay outside the ancestral temple, but left here in the flash of these twenty-seven halos, appeared on the sky, and sat cross-legged again. He knew that the guardian was not over yet, and Wang Lin still needed to experience the last distraction!

In the ancestral temple, above Wang Lin, there was a huge light and shadow that occupied almost all the places here. The size of this light and shadow was dozens of times that of his first distraction!

He raised his head, and the light and shadow also looked up, as if it had penetrated the ancestral temple and saw Xuan Luo's smile on the sky curtain.

“Master…”

His eyes were gathered, and after a long time, Wang Lin lowered his head and took a deep breath. The second time that the ancient Taoist distraction was extremely dangerous, but these dangers were at this moment, and at the slightest bit, they could not compare with everything he saw in that confusion.
Chapter completed!
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