Chapter 1874. The Soul Armor Recognize Its Master! (1/2)

Lu Wenran was very fast. He had made up his mind: he had to kill Wang Lin. Even if it was before the eyes of everyone here, he had to do it. He had already lost the upper hand, so he had to attack now!

In a flash, he closed in on Wang Lin. As Wang Lin retreated, he took three steps. After the third step, his right hand quickly moved and the underground palace rumbled. A Seven-Colored Lance appeared and a second Seven-Colored Lance covered in fire also appeared.

The two Seven-Colored Lances shot toward Lu Wenran.

Wang Lin didn’t pause stop retreating. As his steps fell, he raised his hands. The spell vein vortex in his body rapidly rotated, allowing his hand to erupt with terrifying cast speed.

Under this speed, Wang Lin’s cultivation cycled rapidly. He began launching continuous spells, just like Xu Decai.

Wang Lin’s right hand formed a seal and the War Spirit Print appeared. Two palm prints flew toward Lu Wenran one after the other.

Immediately after, Wang Lin’s left hand formed seals and the world turned into a sea of fire. The Realm Burning Umbrella appeared. Two ancient umbrellas, one above the other, released monstrous fire.

The Seven-Colored Lances closed in on Lu Wenran first. He waved his sleeve and his powerful mid stage Void Tribulant cultivation erupted, causing the two Seven-Colored Lances to collapse. However, shortly after, the two War Spirit Prints collided with Lu Wenran.

Thunderous rumbles echoed. Before Lu Wenran could react. the two Realm Burning Umbrellas released destructive fire that closed in on Lu Wenran.

Lu Wenran’s pupils shrank. At this moment, he no longer doubted that Wang Lin had killed Xu Decai. Aside from Xu Decai, no one else could cast spells at this terrifying speed.

Only by killing Xu Decai could one search his memory for the method!

This was just the beginning; he was far from the end. Using the spell vein in his body, Wang Lin retreated and his hands rapidly formed a seal. The illusion of a sea quickly appeared in the underground palace.

It was as if everything here had disappeared and turned into an endless ocean. The world was filled with darkness, but in the distant horizon, there was a red line as the sun rose up!

“Sundered Night!” Wang Lin let out a roar and waved his hands. The red line expanded infinitely and turned into a bright red sun. The sun suddenly erupted with the power to tear the night apart.

In the other direction of the sun, another sun that seemed to be burning appeared. After it appeared, it erupted with the same force to tear the night apart!

Immediately after, two giant doors appeared above the sea. An ancient aura appeared, making it seem as if time had begun to slow, and it shrouded Lu Wenran’s mind!

All of this happened in a flash. Wang Lin had never used so many spells in such a short period of time in his life.

But this was far from the end. The moment he finished Sundered Night and Flowing Time, Wang Lin waved his sleeve. The spell vein vortex in his body rapidly rotated.

“Call the Wind, Summon the Rain!

“Magic Arsenal!

“Mountain Crumbles, Lands Collapse!

“Dark Moon, Clear Sky!” As Wang Lin waved his sleeve, two dark moons appeared along with the two bright suns, creating a shadow. Lu Wenran was shrouded in the spell of the Dark Moon Sect.

Thunderous rumbles echoed rapidly. Lu Wenran resisted the War Spirit Prints as he was being burned by the Realm Burning Umbrellas and hit with the force of Sundered Night. As time began to reverse, there was a roar of anger and all of Wang Lin’s spells collapsed.

The two giant palm prints exploded and the two ancient umbrellas shattered. The sky and sea all disintegrated. Finally, the two moons and stone doors collapsed.

Lu Wenran was in a sorry state. He had lost an arm and was already injured. In order to resist Wang Lin’s bombardment of spells, he had used all his power. He looked pale as he charged toward Wang Lin.

But with Wang Lin’s delay, Yan Lu and Xu Dongde closed in to stop him.

“Scram!!” Lu Wenran’s eyes were red with killing intent. As Yan Lu and Xu Dongde closed in, he waved his sleeve and coughed out a mouthful of blood. The blood turned into two avatars that charged toward Yan Lu and Xu Dongde.

As for himself, he rushed toward Wang Lin with monstrous killing intent and a complete disregard for his own injuries.