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Chapter 1617 Heartbeating Eight Palms

"Very good, very good. I didn't expect you to be able to break my attack. It's really surprising!" Wang Tianlin landed and was on the same level as Yuwen Zhouyuan, and said with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Just from the fact that Yuwen Zhouyuan defeated his attack, it shows that Yuwen Zhouyuan's combat power is equally strong, and this battle is a bit more difficult.

"There are many things you haven't thought of! Although the attacks you have learned are extremely powerful, they are not yours at all, but other people's. At our level, we can only use what we ourselves have learned.

It can exert huge and incomparable power, and it will not be easily destroyed." Yuwen Zhouyuan said in a very calm tone.

"Boy, it's not rude to come back, so you should also accept my eight palms." Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes changed, and his aura changed again, as if he was a god standing in the sky, looking down at everything indifferently.

"Happiness comes from the heart!" Yuwen Zhouyuan spat out four words, protected his body with a flying sword, and then clapped out a palm. An invisible force surged out from Yuwen Zhouyuan's hands and spread throughout the world.

"Anger arises from courage!" Then Yuwen Zhouyuan slapped another palm. The power of this palm was completely different from the power of the previous palm. There seemed to be some contradictions, but also some similarities.

"I feel sorry for myself!"

"Afraid of losing your temper!"

...

For each of the eight emotions, Yuwen Zhouyuan would slap out a palm. The power contained in each palm was different, and it seemed that there was no power at all. The palm power was completely dispersed in the space.

Everyone around them looked puzzled, their eyes full of doubts, not knowing what was going on. Yuwen Zhouyuan's attack was extremely weak, as if it was a useless effort.

There was a trace of solemnity in Wang Tianlin's eyes. Not being able to see the problem was the big problem. He didn't believe that Yuwen Zhouyuan would launch such a boring and unnecessary attack.

When the eight palms were completely struck, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes were extremely bright. He drew a stroke in the void with one hand, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

It was this stroke that seemed to break some kind of balance. For a moment, the weather energy in this space was rolling, and strange forces were spreading. Except for Yuwen Zhouyuan, no one else could feel this force.

Wang Tianlin was even more confused. Although he vaguely felt something was wrong, he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong. He only felt the flow of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and felt nothing else.

The power of eight emotions spread in this space, and they simultaneously emitted an inexplicable resonance, causing changes in the power in this space.

Wang Tianlin, who was in this space, suddenly felt that the environment had changed inexplicably, and he returned to the past, the previous time period.

The past slowly flowed through Wang Tianlin's mind, and he fell completely into it, into his own past and the sweet dream he had carefully compiled.

Eight kinds of emotions are intertwined into a picture of a worldly dream. It can be said that the eight kinds of emotions will reconstruct a world in people's hearts. This is different from illusions. In illusions, as long as the willpower is firm, they will come out without a trace.

It is lossless, but the world composed of eight kinds of emotions comes from people's hearts and emotions. Unless the person has no emotions, he will enter that world.

What's more, the eight emotions are intangible. It is an abstract thing that no one can discover at all. Therefore, as long as Yuwen Zhouyuan is allowed to use the eight consecutive palms, almost anyone will fall into it.

This kind of attack was Yuwen Zhouyuan's latest realization from Xin Dong Wuhen. He didn't know how powerful it would be in the end. Wang Tianlin was lucky enough to be the first to try it.

At this time, in the void, a faint smile appeared on Wang Tianlin's face. This smile was very pure and completely without the gloominess he had in the past.

In the distance, everyone looked at this scene with confusion. They didn't know what happened. It was as if Yuwen Zhouyuan and Wang Tianlin had given up and stopped.

The four fairyland masters and the dozen pseudo-fairyland masters seemed to have noticed something was wrong, but they couldn't tell what was wrong. They glanced at Fairy Xingyue, and then waited quietly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan quietly waited for Wang Tianlin to wake up from the world he created, and then launched a powerful attack. At present, he could not show a trace of murderous intention, otherwise Wang Tianlin would walk out of the world he constructed.

Suddenly, the smile on Wang Tianlin's face disappeared, replaced by a touch of sadness and strong anger.

"Don't die...you don't want to die..." Wang Tianlin suddenly roared, and crystal tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. The aura on his body was extremely unstable, as if it had been weakened.

Everyone around looked at this scene in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

"What's wrong? Why did he roar suddenly? Is he crazy?" someone said.

"I don't know, I can't tell what happened." Another person said.

"Of course you can't see it. If you could see it, you might be able to fight against Deputy Leader Yuwen." Another person said.

"Could it be that I have fallen into some kind of illusion? It would only be like this in an illusion." Someone said.

The faces of the four fairyland masters became ugly. They wanted to help Wang Tianlin, but once they took action, it would mean losing. Besides, there was Fairy Xingyue beside her. She would never watch them.

Take action.

After a while, Wang Tianlin had a ferocious look on his face, as if he was enduring great pain and was under some kind of pressure.

"Yuwen Zhouyuan, you were killed by me in the end, hahaha, you still can't beat me." Wang Tianlin roared again, while laughing wildly, looking like a maniac.

"Now it is confirmed that he has indeed entered the illusion, otherwise he would not be able to say such nonsense." said an expert.

Everyone else also nodded in agreement. Judging from Wang Tianlin's appearance, there was no doubt that he had entered an illusion.

Suddenly, Wang Tianlin's wild laughter stopped abruptly, as if it was caught by the player.

Wang Tianlin's eyes regained clarity. When he saw everything in front of him, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. In an instant, his face flushed.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Wang Tianlin's mouth, and his face turned extremely pale.

At this time, Wang Tianlin had been injured, not only in his body, but also in his soul.

"Yuwen Zhouyuan, very good, I didn't expect you to have such a method." Wang Tianlin said with cold eyes, and there was still some fear in his eyes. Yuwen Zhouyuan's method made him unable to guard against it. There was no sign at all, and it seemed that he could not stop it at all.

Can't live.

"I still have many methods! This is just the beginning!" Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered and directly opened the field that is extremely difficult for the True Saint Ancestor to practice, and even the pseudo-fairyland may not be able to practice it. All in this space

They are all under the control of Yuwen Zhouyuan, including all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Wang Tianlin, who was already injured, suddenly felt something was wrong, and he punched the space in front of him.

Boom! The space shook, as if it was bound by a force, and it was impossible to shake. Yuwen Zhouyuan's face turned pale, and then returned to normal.

Seeing this scene, Wang Tianlin's expression was normal, and he retreated quickly. After staying in the fairy world for so long, his fighting skills were naturally extraordinary. He felt something was wrong with the surrounding space, and he had already guessed what was going on.

"Destroy the sky and destroy the earth." Wang Tianlin roared as he retreated, using his palm instead of his sword, he slashed forward fiercely.

The terrifying power exploded, as if it could cut through this entire space.

Under the control of Yu Wenzhou Yuan Shen's consciousness, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this space violently churned, and soon the power burst out by Wang Tianlin was drowned. His attack was neutralized and invisible.

"Chaos of the world." Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted loudly, and then the space in Yuwen Zhouyuan's domain became completely chaotic, and every inch of space deviated from its original position.

"Poof!" Wang Tianlin spurted out a mouthful of blood again. He formed a seal with both hands and was wrapped in powerful light. He turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the realm of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Being in the territory of the True Emperor Ancestor is simply seeking death. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the True Emperor Ancestor's combat power becomes. If Wang Tianlin were an ordinary late-stage True Saint master, I'm afraid that one blow would directly kill him.

Let him be seriously injured.

"I didn't expect you to have cultivated a field that even masters in the pseudo-immortal realm may not be able to master. I underestimated you." Wang Tianlin wiped the blood from his mouth and stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.

"It's not that you underestimate me, it's that you're not strong enough." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a hint of disdain on purpose.

Of course, even if Wang Tianlin is seriously injured now, Yuwen Zhouyuan does not dare to underestimate him. After all, he has the guidance of a fairyland master, and he is from the fairyland. Who knows what other methods he has not used.

"I hope you can say such words again soon." Wang Tianlin's eyes were cold, with a hint of ridicule.

"Nine Transformations of Qian Yang." Wang Tianlin shouted loudly, and kept squeezing his hands in front of his chest, forming mysterious seals one after another.

"Once the sky changes, the sky moves into the clouds." After Wang Tianlin finished speaking, all the endless aura of heaven and earth was poured into his body, and his aura doubled.

"Second change, the sky will rain."

"Three changes, the sky will become windy."

With the creation of a series of extremely mysterious seals, Wang Tianlin's aura surged three times in a row. After these three times, the aura on his body was extremely terrifying, as if no one could defeat him. At this moment, he seemed to be the king of heaven and earth.

Dominate everything.

"Yuwen Zhouyuan, I see how you can still fight with me now. My strength is now three times that of before. No matter it is speed, attack power or defense, you are not as good as me. You should give up on your own initiative!" Wang Tianlin looked coldly.

He looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said with a mocking look in his eyes, as if he was the master and Yuwen Zhouyuan was an ant.
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