The cultivator named Chen had a handful of silver needles in front of him. Each needle was covered in a blue glow. His hands formed a seal and a giant shadow surrounded by celestial spiritual energy appeared around him. The shadow pointed at Wang Lin's back.
The cultivator named Song had a Yin Yang Diagram in his hands. When he threw it out, there was a crackling sound and dense origin energy that caused the Yin Yang Diagram to shoot toward Wang Lin like lightning.
He was behind the diagram, and his right hand formed a strange seal. A long strand of hair appeared. The moment the hair appeared, it gave off a powerful pressure and released a large amount of green mist.
The last one was the cultivator named Lu who had lost his body. He opened his mouth and spat out a small, crystal fan. He waved the fan and spat out a mouthful of essence origin energy. Purple flames surrounded the area and turned into six fire dragons. They roared and tried to surround Wang Lin to prevent him from escaping.
The eyes of the three of them were bloodshot. They all had the thought of killing Wang Lin and obtaining the ninth level celestial spell.
Their speed was extremely fast. Various spells and magic treasures closed in on Wang Lin. In an instant, they closed in on him.
Wang Lin's eyes were still in a trance. His mind was still filled with the incredible changes of the celestial spell, Call the Wind. When the three spells and magic treasures closed in, he subconsciously raised his right hand and muttered, "Call the Wind!"
After he said that, a black wind appeared in Wang Lin's right hand. The wind grew larger and began to howl. At this moment, the sky darkened as if the black wind had to retreat.
The entire earth trembled and a powerful aura filled the world.
All of this was because of this black wind!
Because of this celestial spell!
It was as if the earth had a memory of this spell, as if the sky had once fallen under this spell.
The moment the black wind appeared, the celestial emperor spell that hadn't appeared for countless years appeared!
The moment the wind appeared, it charged toward the three people behind Wang Lin without any hesitation.
The moment Cultivator Chen's silver needles touched the wind, they were unable to resist at all and immediately shattered. As for the illusory figure on his body, the moment the finger pressed down, the black wind blew by. It was like blowing out a candle flame, and the illusory figure immediately collapsed.
"So this is the ninth level celestial spell!"
The cultivator named Chen's eyes were filled with fear and his scalp went numb. To him, this black wind was like a cold wind that could take his life. His mind trembled and he felt like he was facing the might of the heavens.
He didn't hesitate to turn around and flee. He immediately teleported, but even though he was teleporting, when the black wind blew by, his body trembled and he reappeared. His eyes dimmed and his body collapsed.
His origin soul was like a ball of fire that was extinguished by the black wind … All of this happened in an instant. Aside from the cultivator named Chen, the cultivator named Song's treasure also suffered the same fate. The Yin Yang Tattoo collapsed along with his body. When the black wind blew by, his eyes were filled with terror. He immediately abandoned his body and used his origin soul to escape.
As for the cultivator named Lu who had lost his body, the fan in his hand also collapsed when the black wind blew by.
He originally only had an origin soul, so he was scared out of his wits and quickly retreated.
At this moment, the black wind suddenly disappeared as if it had never been there. Wang Lin's eyes were no longer in a trance and were filled with clarity.
"So this is the celestial spell Call the Wind!"
He took a deep breath. His face was extremely pale as he took a step forward and slapped his bag of holding. The one-billion-soul soul flag appeared. It trembled and turned into a black fog that shot after the cultivator named Lu.
As for himself, his eyes glowed with a cold light. He spat out a grain of sand, which transformed into a huge seal that shot toward Cultivator Song's Nascent Divinity. In the blink of an eye, the seal caught up and slammed into the ground.
The cultivator named Song let out a miserable scream as his origin soul emitted a large amount of essence energy. He immediately withered and his eyes filled with fear. He was about to continue to escape when the Karma Whip appeared and wrapped around his origin soul. Wang Lin grabbed it.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, please have mercy! I was wrong, I was wrong!"
Ignoring the pleas of the cultivator named Song, Wang Lin's eyes flashed with coldness. He crushed the cultivator's origin soul, turning it into a mass of Origin Energy that Wang Lin swallowed.
A huge amount of Origin Energy circulated through his body. Wang Lin's face was no longer as pale as before. He let out a deep breath and his body flickered as he chased after the cultivator named Lu's origin soul that was trapped by the one-billion-soul soul flag.
He made a grasping motion and the Karma Whip flew out. It lashed out at the black fog created by the soul flag several times before finally absorbing the origin soul. Wang Lin's eyes were cold as he reached into the soul flag and pulled out the cultivator named Lu's origin soul.
"If you kill me, the Lu Clan will be your mortal enemy!"
The cultivator named Lu screamed, but his voice suddenly stopped. Wang Lin crushed the cultivator's origin soul, turning it into Origin Energy, and swallowed it.
His face was slightly ruddy, but it was still pale. Without hesitation, he reached into the soul flag and took out the origin soul of the first black-robed man he killed.
After crushing it, it turned into Origin Energy and was swallowed by Wang Lin.
After swallowing three origin souls, Wang Lin sat down cross-legged and began to do breathing exercises.
After a long time, his face gradually returned to normal. Even so, he was still a bit pale. Wang Lin opened his eyes and let out a breath of impure air.
The breath he exhaled was actually black. It was extremely shocking.
"What a powerful Celestial spell!
I only gained a bit of enlightenment, but after using it, I was unable to control it. The amount of Origin Energy consumed by this Celestial spell is too great. It almost completely absorbed all the Ji Realm origin energy in my body.
If I didn't quickly replenish it, the consequences would be unimaginable!
"However, no matter how you look at it, this spell doesn't look like a Celestial spell. It wouldn't be wrong to call it a Devil Spell!
"Also, the amount of Origin Energy required by this spell is too great … If I want to use this spell, I need to have several Illusory Yin and Corporeal Yang origin souls."
Wang Lin stood up and took the bags of holding of the people he killed. He looked back at the Collection Pavilion and muttered to himself, "Unfortunately, I can't take this pavilion away … Otherwise, with the power of the four great families, they would have already taken out the Celestial Realm.
However, I'm not willing to just leave it here. If I could take it away … "
While pondering, Wang Lin's eyes suddenly lit up. He remembered the words he heard in the painting.
"Master Xiao Yao painted the Collection Pavilion for the first time …" Wang Lin's eyes became brighter and brighter. He remembered the handprint of the boy under the tree in the painting.
"When I used this handprint before, I felt the pavilion tremble …" Wang Lin's heart skipped a beat. His body flashed and he immediately arrived outside the Collection Pavilion.
He took a deep breath, formed a seal with both hands, and formed the handprint he learned from the boy. In an instant, the Collection Pavilion emitted bursts of light. Under Wang Lin's gaze, the pavilion became smaller and smaller until it was the size of his palm. When Wang Lin finished forming the handprint, it flew into his palm.
Staring at the Collection Pavilion in his palm, with Wang Lin's willpower, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. His laughter was filled with joy!
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