Chapter 791 Submission of the Immortal Dynasty
in an instant.
Lin Lang rushed out of the flames.
Seeing that General Fenyan was about to die tragically under Lin Lang's hands, at this moment, General Fenyan pinched his handprints, and on the ground, pillars as thick as arms rose from all directions.
"The Great Prison!"
The intricate handprints in General Fenyan's hands quickly condensed, and runes were engraved on each railing, and the avenue was winding, exuding a strong sealing power.
soon.
A purple prison rose in the sky, covering a small area, only a dozen square meters in size, just enough to accommodate Lin Lang and the others.
"The supernatural power is good, but at most it can only trap me for a moment. If I concentrate on breaking the formation, I can break the formation within ten moves."
Lin Lang nodded slightly.
"No need. As long as I trap you with one move, my goal will be achieved." General Fen Yan suddenly showed a strange smile.
"Bury it with me!"
General Fenyan roared suddenly, the fire energy in his body was like boiling water, almost instantly, heart-pounding fluctuations brewed in his body.
He's trying to blow himself up!
A heavenly immortal has the power to destroy any creature within ten miles by self-detonation, and now General Fenyan is preparing to self-destruction, and his strength can be compared to the current leader.
It condenses the existence of time and Taoism above.
If self-destruct.
I'm afraid it's the power to destroy the world!
Generally speaking, no monk will actively choose to self-detonate, because if a monk is beheaded, the first to die is the human soul, and then the earth soul will collapse within three to ten days, while the sky soul will remain for one to three years .
In the meantime, if there is a soul cultivator who is good at talents, he can even use the incomplete sky soul to recruit the other two souls for him in a way against the sky. You only need to find another body, and you can live a new life.
And even if there are no monks who are good at summoning souls, if the opponent lacks magic power, or in this kind of battle, there is no time to completely crush the opponent's earth soul.
And the soul of the earth is immortal.
The monks in the realm of returning to the void can still be born in the world, and then linger on for a while, wandering in the world, doing things like seizing homes.
There is an exception to everything, what if the soul survived the war? But self-explosion is different. This is to burn everything in the monk's body, including the soul, in exchange for the power to destroy the world.
This is utterly dead!
So as long as there is no way out, basically no one will choose to use self-destruct to end their lives. General Fenyan has such determination.
...
boom!
The power of General Fenyan's self-destruct exploded completely!
At first, the brilliance was only confined to the deep prison, and did not spread to the outside world. However, how terrifying is the power of a leader-level powerhouse self-destructing?
In an instant.
The deep prison was completely torn apart, and the endless destructive energy, as bright as daylight, completely devoured Lin Lang.
Layers of ferocious storms rolled up in the sky above the palace, and the scattered energy fluctuations spread in a rippling shape, like sharp carving knives, cutting off how many palace roofs.
bang bang bang!
A muffled sound continued to sound.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, it is unknown how many buildings were destroyed. In this way, the economic losses caused by it are countless.
In the distance, Bian Linghuang and all the civil and military officials also retreated quickly, for fear of being involved in the fluctuations caused by General Fen Yan's self-destruction. But even so, the raging storm still broke up their formation.
Many people flew out because of this.
Bian Linghuang was fine, he was only forced to retreat more than ten meters away, but he was not injured at all. There was a golden glow hanging from the crown above his head, forming an independent space.
This is not only the role of treasures, but also related to Bianlinghuang's own strength. The most powerful person in the Bianling Dynasty is General Wei Ling, and the second throne falls on Bianlinghuang.
He has also gone a long way in this realm. The turmoil calmed down a bit, and Bian Linghuang took a closer look to determine whether Lin Lang fell due to this.
"The leader blew himself up, and he already had the capital to injure a real immortal, so he probably wouldn't be able to survive." Bian Linghuang said nastily.
Even if he is as strong as him, and he is protected by a treasure, he has no confidence in surviving the self-destruct of a leader-level powerhouse.
Lu Lin stood in the distance, praying for Lin Lang's death in his heart. Otherwise, the Bianling Dynasty may be in big trouble, and he, the root cause of the problem, will be in trouble!
Even General Wei Ling and Sun Qian, who were fighting, had stopped fighting, and they both stared at the center of the explosion with calm eyes.
for a long time.
The explosion wave dissipated.
However, the scene in front of them shocked many people. Not only was Lin Lang not dead, there was no wound on his body. Not only that, even the clothes on his body were not damaged in the slightest.
It's just that the rune cover covering his body dissipated because of this, and it didn't hurt the root.
"Is this enough to break his defense?" I don't know how many people watched this scene blankly.
have to say.
General Fenyan is a ruthless person.
He did not hesitate to exchange his own life for Lin Lang, and he did so, and the final result is nothing more than two, one is to completely blow up Lin Lang to death in the self-destruction storm, and the other is...
It ends with the King of Southern Border. Kill Lin Lang on his behalf. But no matter what, the ending is doomed, at the price of General Fenyan's death.
Now is the opportunity.
The King of Southern Border reacted the fastest, the first time Lin Lang appeared
In the meantime, he had already circled behind Lin Lang, wielding a pair of meteor hammers airtightly, and cooperating with the great supernatural powers.
The attack came.
Lin Lang didn't seem to notice him, and remained motionless. The King of Nanjiang threw the meteor hammer, which was already close to Lin Lang's body at this moment, and could smash his head to pieces immediately.
"You're not dead yet!"
The King of Southern Border grinned grimly.
It happened at this time.
In front of him, the person with his back turned slowly said: "Have you played enough? The game is over."
Refined by Rare Da Luozhen, the meteor hammer weighing tens of thousands of tons stopped in mid-air, instead of falling down, it was gently supported by a delicate palm.
Lin Lang faced the outside of the palace, but his left arm was bent backward at 150 degrees in a strange posture, supporting the meteor hammer upside down.
"You...are you still human!"
The Southern Border King's smile froze, but instead, deep fear emerged in his heart. General Fenyan gambled his life to break the defense, but he still couldn't hurt the opponent's body.
How strong should this strength be? !
Before he had time to react, Lin Lang pulled the meteor hammer lightly, and the chain dragged the Nanjiang King forward and flew forward, just hitting the ball of light condensed by Lin Lang's other palm.
chi chi!
That sound was like a branding iron being placed on raw meat, and while smoking, there was a disgusting smell of meat. No, maybe scarier than that.
Soldering irons also have a certain upper temperature limit and a limited duration. But there was no ball of light, and the head of the king of Nanjiang was burned almost instantly.
Only half of the body was left in black charcoal.
"Could it be a real fairy, the real fairy came to attack the Bianling Dynasty!" At this moment, all civil and military officials were completely confused.
Bian Linghuang also panicked, this was beyond his control, no, even General Wei Ling couldn't hold back. He turned and was about to flee into the palace.
It is the only safe place at present. In the depths of the temple, there are ancient real immortals inhabiting, and there is also a large royal array guarding them.
True immortals can't get in.
But he was a step slower after all, far inferior to the opponent in terms of speed. Lin Lang took the first step and stopped in front of everyone in the Bianling Dynasty.
"Your Majesty, where are you going in such a hurry?"
Lin Lang turned around slowly, with mockery in his eyes.
"Of course not, how could I..." Bian Linghuang rolled his eyes in the middle of speaking, and said, "Didn't you say that Lu Lin owes you money? I'll ask him to come over and ask."
"Nie Zi, get out!"
Bian Linghuang suddenly roared. Looking at the scene again, when Lu Lin sensed that something was wrong, he had already fled away, and he didn't know where he went.
Lin Lang stared at Bian Linghuang calmly.
But it was this kind of calm and unremarkable gaze, but Bian Linghuang saw infinite indifference. Even if he had been emperor for hundreds of years and had the power to control the life and death of tens of billions of people, he had never seen it before. Such gaze.
Unconsciously.
Sweat had already wet Bian Linghuang's dragon robe, and cold sweat was dripping down his cheeks. He breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Don't be impatient, Your Excellency, I will send someone to find that rebellious son, and I will definitely pay back what I owe you."
Lin Lang nodded slightly. Relieved, Emperor Bian Ling turned around, his mood suddenly became irritable again, and he ordered the civil servants and military officers behind him to arrest Lu Lin and come back.
Several of the courtiers hurriedly withdrew.
...
Soon after.
Lu Lin was tied up by Wuhuada and sent to Bian Linghuang. Bian Linghuang was furious, he raised his hand and was about to slap Lu Lin, but for some reason, his hand stopped in the air.
Did not fan down.
"Lin'er, is it true what he said?" Bian Linghuang finally sighed and asked.
Lu Lin trembled. He had never seen his father speak like this. For a long time, in his heart, Bian Linghuang was the king of a dynasty, and he was also a majestic father image.
But at this moment, the voice became so soft that he suddenly had a bad guess in his heart. But it was too late to think so much, he had already been forced to retreat.
"Yes, father."
Lu Lin lowered his head and replied.
Hearing this, Bian Linghuang didn't blame him, but looked at Lu Lin with extremely disappointed eyes, and said: "You shouldn't have offended a real fairy, and you deliberately concealed it. If you brought it up earlier, why would you cause the current trouble?" look."
Lu Lin wanted to refute. How could Lin Lang have such strength back then, so he naturally ignored it as a trivial matter. He didn't know that Lin Lang was already comparable to a real fairy now.
But his throat moved, and he didn't dare to refute after all, so he could only bow his head in silence. Bian Linghuang turned to look at Lin Lang again, and gently cupped his hands, but what he did was the rough etiquette of clasping fists.
He said: "Don't worry, Your Excellency, the Bianling Dynasty will never break its promise. Lin'er owes you 26.5 million flame crystals. Later, I will ask the treasury to make preparations and send them in spirit stones."
"The fault of today's matter is with the Bianling Dynasty, so let's get rid of it like this. From now on, the Bianling Dynasty will not cause any trouble for you and your friends."
Bian Linghuang can be the lord of a country, but he has some courage. Although Lin Lang was obviously a head lower in terms of cultivation, it was not to the point of bowing his knees.
The exchange of etiquette in the rivers and lakes does not damage the majesty of the royal family, and belongs to the discussion of equal status. Moreover, when the king of a country talks about friendship with the real immortal, others can't criticize him.
"As long as you know it in your heart." Lin Lang nodded. After a long while, he suddenly turned his head again, looked at Bian Linghuang, and asked, "I heard that there is still a Daohai Lingquan in the Bianling Dynasty, right?"