now.
In the imperial palace of the capital, Lin Yunhong's figure appeared out of thin air, standing in the void.
He looked towards the north.
There is an ancient ruler like Optimus Prime hanging down there, as if it wants to penetrate the entire world.
"The power of a saint!"
Lin Yunhong looked moved and whispered: "How can there be a saint? Could it be that... the King of Zhenbei has entered the first rank?"
Buzz!
Lin Yunhong thought of some possibility, his brain was buzzing and his body was crumbling.
"Impossible, the emperor has Dean Qingshan and Master Li by his side. It is impossible for him to just sit back and watch the emperor's uncle break through!"
"But this..."
Lin Yunhong stirred up a storm in his heart. He didn't want to admit it, but in fact, the holy level had appeared in the north.
A saint takes action.
"Yan Shuangwu, Zhao Tai, come here!" Lin Yunhong said in a deep voice.
call out!
call out!
Yan Shuangwu and Debt, who had a cruel official face, were pulled directly from the void by Lin Yunhong, saying: "I will give you the blessing of Dayan's national destiny. The national destiny can help you temporarily enter the realm of the second-grade sub-sage, and rush to the north as quickly as possible, leading Return to the prince!"
The words fell.
Two of the eight golden dragons of luck hovering and flying above the palace seemed to be inspired, turning into two golden beams of light, directly covering Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai.
In the beam of light, the auras of the two people continued to rise.
When the golden light dissipated, Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai's bodies were still surging with golden light, and their bodies were surging with Ya Sheng's unique aura fluctuations.
Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai looked down at themselves, clenched their fists, and felt the tremendous power.
At this moment, their communication with Wen Dao rules became smoother and smoother.
But they know very well that this is not their real state, but a temporary blessing given by His Majesty in the name of national destiny.
Lin Yunhong said seriously: "Go to the north and bring back the prince!"
"yes!"
Yan Shuangwu and Zhao Tai nodded solemnly, looked at each other, left the palace, and headed straight to the north.
Lin Yunhong looked towards the north: "Your Majesty, hold on..."
This state of being blind to the northern border made Lin Yunhong feel particularly unhappy for the first time.
…
Northern Territory.
Lin Yihuasheng's ruling caused the saint's ruler to turn into a giant ruler thousands of feet high in the sky. With a devastating force, it struck at the king of Zhenbei and Princess Changping who were going against the will of heaven.
"not good!"
"How is it possible...how can it be so powerful?"
King Zhenbei's liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and he knew that he could not resist at all, so he wanted to escape.
However.
It's too late.
The Saint's Ruler descended with the power of thunder and heaven and earth. This was the Saint's will, and it struck directly on King Zhenbei and Princess Changping.
puff!
puff!
There was almost no luck. Under the absolute level of crushing, the bodies of King Zhenbei and Princess Changping were directly destroyed.
It was snowing and raining.
The entire northern royal city was deathly silent.
People stared blankly at the thousand-foot-long saint's ruler inserted diagonally into the earth, with the end held by the phantom of the saint in the golden auspicious clouds, as if punished by God.
between heaven and earth.
The Qi of King Zhenbei and Princess Changping had disappeared, as if their souls had been destroyed.
Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai looked at each other.
Li Mobai was stunned and said: "No more?"
Dean Qingshan nodded and said: "It should be gone, their energy is gone..."
The two fell silent immediately.
A second-grade peak sub-sage, a humane Taoist sect leader, a handful of people who represented the pinnacle of the Holy Text Continent, were just gone...
They looked up at the phantom of the saint on the golden auspicious clouds, and they didn't recover for a long time. Is he...little friend Lin Yi?
The two of them turned to look at Lin Yi, who had closed his eyes beside them, and yelled a few words, but there was no response.
"It should be little friend Lin Yi..."
…
However.
Above the golden auspicious clouds, Lin Yi raised his hand slightly, and the Qianbaizhang Saint Ruler shrunk back into the shape of a ring ruler.
In the left-hand sage's book, the evil deeds about King Zhenbei and Princess Changping have disappeared.
This is like what people often say, debts are wiped out after death.
"This feeling of being in control of everything is very satisfying, but... the power of the soul consumed is too terrifying!"
Lin Yi relaxed, his whole body felt weak with emotion, and said with a wry smile: "It's better to return to the physical body and cultivate yourself, copy more books..."
Lin Yigang wanted his soul to return to his physical body, but he found... a golden light fell from the sky, and the rules of Wen Dao were running, sucking his soul directly into it.
"???"
Lin is also a little confused.
Shouldn't the soul return to the physical body at this time? Why is the soul still flying upward...
…
And outside the ruins of the palace.
Liu Shouren, Wu Renyao and other soldiers from Taishan Academy all rushed to where Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai were.
They want to see His Highness the Crown Prince.
But when they passed by, what they saw was Prince Lin Yi with his eyes closed, and Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai with dull eyes.
Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai were dumbfounded.
They saw with their own eyes the phantom of the saint disappearing into the sky and entering the long river of literary rules.
In other words... the other party is not Xiaoyou Lin Yi.
So where did little friend Lin Yi go?
The soul has obviously left the physical body...
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Liu Shouren and others knelt on one knee in front of Lin Yi who closed his eyes, but there was silence waiting for him.
Lin Yi still closed his eyes tightly and remained indifferent.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
Liu Shouren plucked up the courage and continued to call, but there was still no response.
Everyone's heart suddenly trembled.
They all looked at Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai, both of whom looked slightly embarrassed.
At this time.
Li Mobai chuckled and said: "Little friend Lin Yi, Ru Ling, has left his body. He should go after King Zhenbei and Chi Lingzi's Ru Ling and Yang Shen..."
Dean Qingshan was speechless. Who would believe this?
Wu Renteng, who seldom spoke, said weakly at this time: "Brother, Brother Liu, His Royal Highness seems to have run out of energy..."
"What!"
Liu Shouren, Wu Renyao and others were shocked. At this time, they mustered up the courage to explore Lin Yi's aura.
Sure enough, he found that Lin Yi's body had lost its instinctive breathing, and the sea of consciousness was empty...
In layman's terms, it's... cold.
"Master Li? Senior dean?" Liu Shouren looked at Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai, wanting to know the answer.
"this……"
"this……"
Dean Qingshan and Li Mobai were in low spirits, and their expressions were particularly complicated, but even if they didn't say anything, Liu Shouren and others understood, and they all retreated in shock.
His Royal Highness is gone?
Li Mobai said: "It's not that serious. Lin Yi and Ru Ling are just going out to relax. Let's go to the restaurant first!"
In fact, he didn't have any confidence in his heart.
If Lin Yizhen is the reincarnation of a saint, then his soul was transformed into a saint and lowered to the saint level just now, but he is not a true saint after all. I am afraid that after killing King Zhenbei and Chilingzi, he himself will also suffer the backlash of the rules of culture...
Completely become part of the rules of culture.
Just like those saints and sages, they ended their lives in this way.
If this is the case, then... Lin Yi will never have the possibility of returning.
When Li Mobai and Dean Qingshan thought of Lin Yijue's words, their hearts suddenly surged, and they were panicking to death...
Will Lin Yunhong dismantle their bones?
Do you still have the nerve to go to Taishan Academy?
Is his granddaughter afraid that she will be a widow before she even starts?
