The huge swallowing vortex was constantly turning in front of Ling Lin, making a thunderous roar, as if it was about to pull everything in the world into the vortex.
The dark beam tore through the purple light and arrived in the blink of an eye, quickly falling into the devouring vortex.
"Want to decompose the swallowing vortex?"
Ling Lin's eyes were calm, looking at the dark beam of light that began to melt into the swallowing vortex.
If a drop of ink drops into the lake, it will disappear instantly and be assimilated by the entire lake. And if a drop of ink drops into a glass of clear water, the ink will spread instantly and dye the entire glass of clear water black. Now, this darkness
The beam is like the ink, trying to assimilate the entire swallowing vortex and then decompose it.
"The swallowing vortex cannot be assimilated and decomposed so easily."
Ling Lin muttered to himself lightly. The jet-black beam has extremely powerful decomposition power, which Ling Lin had felt before. The devouring power wrapped around the Red Sky Snake was caused by this jet-black beam.
All were decomposed. But the devouring vortex was far from being comparable to the devouring power that had previously entangled the Red Sky Snake.
The jet-black beam of light can decompose part of the devouring power of the Red Sky Snake, which is enough to prove its great power. But even so, if you want to decompose the devouring vortex, it still seems a bit fanciful.
At this moment, the violently rotating swallowing vortex suddenly stopped. Then, at the center of the swallowing vortex, the small cluster of gray-white flames suddenly trembled. A gray-white air wave instantly moved from the center of the swallowing vortex to the surroundings.
spread.
At this time, the pitch-black beam of light had completely melted, slightly dyeing the gray swallowing vortex with a hint of black.
"call……"
At the center of the swallowing vortex, a small cluster of flames beat slightly, and circles of gray-white air waves swept away in all directions. At first glance, this gray-white color looks like the power of yin and yang, but in fact, the two are completely different.
.Moreover, this gray-white flame is not condensed by the power of Yin and Yang, but is the projection of the mysterious flame at the center of the real swallowing vortex in Ling Lin's body!
The gray-white air waves flowed through the entire swallowing vortex in the blink of an eye, as if it had been cleaned. Wherever the gray-white air waves passed, the remaining pitch black in the swallowing vortex disappeared in an instant.
"What is this?! It can actually purify my Yin power!"
On the water, the man in Taoist robes screamed in disbelief for the first time. In mid-air, the dark beam of light in the swallowing vortex dissipated, making him almost unbelievable.
There was a look of shock on his calm face, which had always been aloof, as if he were looking at an ant. His expression was full of shock, with a hint of disbelief. The young man in Taoist robes stared fixedly at the cluster of small gray-white at the center of the swallowing vortex.
flame.
Of course he knew that this gray-white flame was definitely not the power of yin and yang, because the power of yin and yang was far lower than his own power of yin and underworld in terms of grade. If he encountered the power of yin and underworld, he would only be decomposed obediently. However,
This strange gray-white flame actually purified all the power of his own underworld, and it seemed that his power was not wasted at all. This was only possible if the energy levels of the two were too different.
The amount of Yuanli is quantity, then the strength of the same Yuanli is quality. Because the monks practice different exercises, everyone's Yuanli after breaking through the innate will be more or less different. Generally speaking, the power of Qigong is different.
If one's skills are powerful, the Yuan Li he cultivates will naturally be powerful. With the same Yuan Li, he can even instantly defeat those in the same realm who have poor skills.
Of course, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the quality of one's own Yuan Power. Just like the comparison between True Qi and Yuan Power, in the same quantity, a monk with Yuan Power is enough to kill dozens of people with True Qi.
Qi monks. Of course, it is not ruled out that there are some innately powerful strange energies.
Yuanli is full of strange things, and naturally each type of Yuanli has different qualities. Therefore, it gradually became known as a grade. The so-called grade is a kind of classification of various Yuanli and energy levels based on quality.
unified title.
"I didn't expect that I still underestimated you."
The shock on his face disappeared, and the monk in Taoist robes returned to his previous calmness. He looked at Ling Lin solemnly. If the aura emanating from the gray vortex surprised him before, then the gray-white flames jumped
The sudden aura emanating from his body made him feel extremely frightened.
He had never heard of anyone possessing that level of power, even in his sect.
"If you don't even cherish the disciples who possess this level of power, it seems that the Qingmu Sect will decline soon."
The young man in Taoist robes looked disdainful and muttered to himself. In his opinion, allowing such an evil disciple to roam freely must be because he was not valued by the sect.
"Aren't you from the Aoki Planet?"
The young man in Taoist robes did not conceal his muttering to himself. Hearing this, Ling Lin's eyes narrowed. In fact, he had already been a little confused. Such a powerful cultivation among all dynasties was only possessed by the emperors of the four top dynasties.
. And it was obviously impossible for the emperors of the four dynasties to hide in such a place to heal their wounds.
If he is an elder of the Aoki Sect, it is even more impossible. If that is the case, this young man in Taoist robes can go to the Aoki Sect without having to hide in such an uninhabited place. This is more like deliberately avoiding something.
"Your injuries were probably caused by the powerful power of the Qingmu Sect."
Ling Lin glanced at the body of the young man in Taoist robes and spoke calmly.
"Haha, you are right. I was hurt by you people from the Aoki Sect. But today I will collect some interest first. The death of such an evil guy will surely make the Aoki Sect feel sad for a while if they find out."
The cold words of the young man in Taoist robes drifted over. As soon as the words fell, his body floating quietly on the water suddenly stood up.
"My name is Minghua, and I am the deputy headmaster of the Yin Sheng Sect. I hope that after you enter the endless netherworld, you will not forget who sent you into reincarnation."
Standing on the water, the aura of the young man named Minghua Taoist Pao was more than twice as powerful as before. The mighty aura swept around, like a fierce wind. If he hadn't been standing next to Ling Lin,
The wretched monk may be directly torn apart by this strong wind.
"This damn guy."
Master Minghua didn't notice it, even Ling Lin didn't notice it. At this time, the wretched monk was muttering to himself. A pair of small eyes turned around, and flashed with rays of light, seeming to be hesitating.
What. Then he gritted his teeth hard, a flash of physical pain flashed across his face, and murmured to himself: "You want to kill me, you can't blame your grandfather and me."
As he spoke, a bright light suddenly flashed on the surface of an inconspicuous ring on his finger. Hidden in the ring were all the treasures he had collected in the past few years.