There was no explosion sound, and the two fingers touched together like very close comrades, without any energy fluctuations erupting.
However, looking at these two fingers, Tang Lin's eyelids suddenly jumped, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart. But in fact, just as he thought, a strange scene suddenly appeared.
I saw the air around the two fingers suddenly cracking inch by inch and collapsing, just like the collapse of an ice and snow mountain.
Will the air collapse?
If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you won't believe it even to death, but the scene in front of you is full of weirdness. The transparent air is twisting in a strange and uncomfortable posture, and it is slowly collapsing layer by layer!
And these two fingers, obviously right in front of you, seem to be in another time and space.
Tang Lin didn't know what level of power this belonged to, but he could surmise that if he got close to the area where these two fingers were fighting, he would definitely be shattered to pieces!
At this moment, the blood-red finger suddenly made a bang sound and moved back a little. In the blood mist behind the finger, a sneer came out: "I'll let you go this time, but you won't be so lucky next time!"
As he spoke, his fingers retracted into the blood mist, and the thick blood mist gradually dissipated.
The old man in white robe behind the blood mist looked like a shriveled skeleton. His white hair had become haggard, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken. It seemed that the mysterious blood mist had swallowed up a lot of his essence and blood, severely damaging his vitality and losing his vitality.
Almost exhausted.
Tang Lin looked at him without mercy, preparing to use the golden finger to stab him directly to death, but the golden finger suddenly lost its light, and then slowly faded away.
Tang Lin was startled for a moment, and a strange thought came to his mind: Could it be that the barbarian god from ancient times was not dead? Could it be that the barbarian god was by his side just now?
He pondered, this matter was too complicated, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he put it in his heart for the time being, and then grabbed it with his big hand. He used the secret skill of Buddhism, the Great Sun Buddha Palm!
The pure golden Buddha palm struck hard at the white-robed old man.
Nowadays, the old man in white robe is in a low life, and his energy is like a gossamer. The immortal power in his body has been almost exhausted. He stared blankly at the golden Buddha palm, and suddenly there was a strong hatred in his eyes. This hatred was not for Tang Lin.
, and vaguely seems to be the owner of the blood-red finger.
At the moment when his body was destroyed by the palm of the Great Sun Buddha, the corner of his mouth curved into a ferocious and vicious smile, and he quickly whispered a spell.
Then, his body was completely purified by the palm of the Great Sun Buddha.
Tang Lin looked up and saw that the hundred-foot-long Tianhe Shuttle suddenly shrank to the size of three feet. There was no spiritual imprint on it.
Tang Lin heaved a sigh of relief. This old monster was finally dead! Although his death was inexplicable, and it could even be said that he did not die entirely in his hands, it finally allowed him to vent part of his anger.
At this moment, the shrunken Tianhe Shuttle suddenly shot towards the Xuan Mu Gate, then crashed into the Xuan Mu Gate and disappeared directly.
Tang Lin was stunned when he saw it. He released his mental power to feel that only the immortal energy of the Tianhe Shuttle remained in the air, but where was the aura of its original weapon?
Tang Lin opened his mouth wide and looked extremely weird. He said in astonishment: "Could it be... that he was swallowed by the Xuan Mu Gate?"
Buzz~~
The Xuanmu Gate suddenly flashed with strange light, and then, from the left side of the door, a small silver pattern emerged. If you look carefully, you will suddenly find that this pattern is exactly the same as that of the river shuttle that day!
Tang Lin stared dumbly for a long time, and tried to control the Xuanmu Gate to release the river shuttle that day. However, his spiritual thoughts were transmitted into the Xuanmu Gate, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without getting any response.
Tang Lin was a little troubled. Although the Xuanmu Gate was powerful, it was too weird. Not only could it swallow immortal weapons, but it was also beyond his control. It seemed that... it already possessed spiritual intelligence?
Tang Lin shook his head and put away the Xuanmu Gate. He found that if the Xuanmu Gate was asked to do some simple things, the latter would be very face-saving, but if he was asked to study its effects carefully, he would be shy and think of something.
Little girl, ignore it.
At this time, Tang Lin's eyes fell in the direction of the old man in white robe. He saw two things floating in the air there, after being baptized by the palm of the Big Sun Buddha. They were a white jade bone and a parchment roll.
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Tang Lin's eyes flashed, and he reached out to summon him. This white jade-colored bone was like a human thigh bone. It was very white, with a faint white light attached to it, and was filled with a fragrance, as if it were made of ivory soaked in spices.
What surprised Tang Lin the most was that it was filled with strong fairy energy!
"Is this... a piece of immortal bone?" Tang Lin speculated in his heart. He had heard that after becoming an immortal, all flesh and blood will transform into an immortal body. And this old man in white robe has the body of a semi-immortal. Under the palm of the Great Sun Buddha,
The rest of the body was destroyed, only this immortal bone remained.
Judging from the size of this fairy bone, it should be from the leg.
Tang Lin pouted. From this, it can be seen that although the old man in white robe is a semi-immortal, he is afraid that it will be difficult to become an immortal in this life. With so many bones in his body, he can only refine one immortal bone. When all the bones in his body are refined, he will only be able to become an immortal.
I'm afraid that the day lilies will get cold.
"This fairy bone..." Tang Lin turned his eyes, with a strange light shining in his eyes, "I just haven't finished practicing the Bridge to the Other Shore, so I will use this fairy bone as the first cornerstone!"
What else can be stronger than immortal bones?
You must know that every piece of immortal bone has been refined by people in the semi-immortal realm and spent a lot of time. Its hardness is definitely no less than that of ordinary immortal weapons!
Even a peerless holy weapon is not as hard as immortal bone!
Tang Lin chuckled lightly and put the immortal bone into the storage ring. After the trip was over, he was ready to refine it into the Bridge to the Other Shore!
However, this piece of immortal bone is too small, and it is not enough to be refined into a bridge on the other side.
Tang Lin naturally thought of this, but now that he had the temptation of a fairy bone in front of him, it was impossible for him to give up this idea.
After getting ready to pay attention, Tang Lin looked at the sheepskin scroll next to him. The sheepskin was soft and warm, and the material was not unusual. However, there were traces of a defensive restriction on it. It was probably the protection of the defensive restriction that kept the sheepskin scroll intact.
Tang Lin's eyes flashed. Before he died, the old man in white robe spared no effort to leave behind this sheepskin scroll. Did he have any intention?
He pondered, and immediately used his vitality to condense a palm, and then opened the sheepskin scroll from a distance. After a while, seeing that there was nothing wrong with the vitality palm, he personally picked up the sheepskin scroll and looked at it.
I saw a strange man drawn on the sheepskin scroll. There were two blood-red wings on his back, hook-like wing horns, and two pitch-black horns on his head. His whole body was blood red, and on his skin, there were