Renegade Immortal

After all this was done, Wang Lin's face became even more solemn. His eyes flickered as he stared at the formation that emerged on the scabbard. He made a tactic with both hands, and spit out a blue aura. As soon as the aura appeared, it just touched the scabbard. Suddenly, a blue flame burned from the inside to the outside of the scabbard.

It is actually a little inappropriate to say that it is fire, because apart from its flame-like appearance, it does not have the temperature of fire. On the contrary, as soon as the blue fire appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped immediately, and cold currents continued to flow in.

Without batting an eye, Wang Lin carefully controlled the cold fire and began to sacrifice.

This cold fire imitated the alchemy fire of a monk in the alchemy stage, and he tried it on his own. Because there was no one to discuss with, Wang Lin was extremely careful. He had calculated for a long time just now, and thought that theoretically his cold fire should be able to sacrifice weapons.

Time passed slowly, and three days later, on the plain outside the Corpse Yin Sect, Ye Zizai's figure pierced the sky like a shooting star, and he stepped on the ground and disappeared immediately.

When he reappeared, he was already in his retreat in the Yin Sect. Ye Zizai's face was uncertain, and he silently calculated the gains and losses of joining forces with the other three sects of the Demonic Dao along the way.

A hundred years ago, in the qualifying competition to enter the foreign battlefield, Demon Dao won, but this time, because of the appearance of Pu Nanzi, there was an extra Xuan Dao sect in Zhengdao, which added a lot of variables. It is still unknown what the final outcome will be.

Frowning tightly, he tapped his forehead with his right hand and said to himself, "Then Pu Nanzi, are you sure to kill him?"

A hoarse voice came from Ye Zizai's body: "Although the junior is only at the middle stage of Yuanying, he has already reached the peak. If he is lucky, he will definitely enter the late stage within a hundred years and become the ultimate master of the third-level cultivation country. If the old man devours After it's done, it's natural not to take him seriously, but now, it's hard to say."

Ye Zizai remained silent for a long time. After a long time, he flipped his right hand and took out a jade slip. The jade slip was green all over, with little blood-colored runes shining on it.

"Foundation-building disciples from the seventy-seventh to ninety-ninth holes, hurry up and gather at the thirty-sixth hole." After Ye Zizai finished speaking, he pondered for a while, and glanced at the dumb who had been sealed for several days in the corner of his retreat place, and felt in his heart Having made up his mind, he took out a jade slip again, put it on his forehead a little, and threw it out.

Mu Rong was meditating when he suddenly opened his eyes, and the jade slips in the storage bag flew out by themselves. I broke through the early stage of foundation building before, and jumped from the eighty-seventh hole to the seventy-second hole, otherwise, I am afraid I will die this time."

Suddenly, a cloud of green smoke appeared in front of him without a sound and turned into a jade slip.

Mu Rong was stunned for a moment. After receiving it, he glanced at it intently, and immediately sneered. Without saying a word, he turned and flew towards Wang Lin's training place.

Not long after, he came to the cave where Wang Lin was, looked at the closed entrance, Mu Rong stretched out his hand and pressed on it, spit out his spiritual power, and after shaking several times, he said loudly: "Master, the first ancestor called to build Disciples of Jiqi go to the Thirty-Sixth Cave to gather, and I will come to guide you."

After a while, he saw that the other party didn't respond, so he frowned. According to the voice transmission that the ancestor gave him just now, this Wang Lin was not pleasing to the eye. The foundation building period disciples controlled the surrounding passages, so it can be seen that this Wang Lin is actually no different from a prisoner.

But Mu Ruan's mind is deep and deep, so naturally it will not be revealed in language.

At this moment, the entrance of the closed cave made a cracking sound, extended to both sides, and slowly opened, Wang Lin walked out with a tired expression.

Mu Rong glanced at Wang Lin and said with a smile, "Master Zu, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Lin did not answer this question, but took out a dark blue jade slip and said, "I hope Brother Mu will guide you in the direction of the Thirty-six Cave."

Mu Rong didn't care, nodded, and walked sideways in front.

The cold light in Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he sneered a few times in his heart, and followed him. His sacrifices in the past few days,

Although the scabbard was not completely refined, it was deepened from three-fifths to four-fifths, and the power of the flying sword suddenly increased a lot.

Walking in one cave after another, after a while, the two came to a huge cave, with sixteen stone pillars standing inside, and a ball of blue fireball floating above each stone pillar.

Bursts of gloomy light overflowed, illuminating this place with a gloomy atmosphere.

There were about twenty people standing neatly in the cave, and behind each of them was a coffin floating. The shapes of the coffins were different, but they all exuded a strong aura.

After bringing Wang Lin here, Mu Rong looked at those people with complicated eyes, turned and left without saying a word.

Wang Lin frowned. He always felt that something was wrong. He looked at everyone carefully, and the more he looked at him, the more puzzled he was. Most of them are dull, without any spirituality at all.

As for the monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment, there was none, but there were three monks in the late stage of foundation establishment. These three people are obviously different from others, just like the gap between the dead and the living.

The pupils of Wang Lin's eyes shrank slightly. At this moment, the sixteen fireballs around him suddenly went dark, and then Ye Zizai's figure appeared in the air without a sound. The moment he appeared, Wang Lin noticed Most of the disciples have fanaticism in their eyes.

Ye Zizai glanced at Wang Lin, and then said in a flat voice: "The once-in-a-century foreign battlefield is about to start. In order to compete for the qualification to enter, we need to compete with the righteous way. This competition follows the usual practice. Dan Qi and Nascent Soul Qi are not allowed to participate, and you will be sent to the gathering place of the four demon sects, after you get there, all actions related to my corpse Yin sect will be led by DU Chen, Du Chen, you come out."

A middle-aged man in black walked out of the team slowly. Wang Lin glanced at him. This middle-aged man was one of the three late-stage foundation-building monks, and he had already entered the realm of fake alchemy.

"This is the token to enter the extraterritorial battlefield. Hold it well. Remember, the fundamental purpose of this competition is to snatch the opponent's token. In addition, you must also be careful of the other three sects of the Demonic Dao. Anyone who kills five enemies will You can gain the freedom of your soul." After Ye Zizai finished speaking, he threw a token to the middle-aged man, and then took out three jade slips, and stared at Wang Lin suddenly with cold eyes.

Wang Lin looked at Ye Zizai with his usual expression, without saying a word.

"The souls of all the people here are in this jade slip. The only thing missing is you." Ye Zizai said in a calm tone.

Without further ado, Wang Lin bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a stream of blood. With his right hand on his forehead, a yellow light shone suddenly, and the spurted blood immediately condensed together, forming a golden blood bead.

This set of secret methods to extract a trace of soul was recorded in detail on the dark blue jade slip that Ye Zizai gave him before.

Wang Lin pointed at the golden blood bead, and immediately the blood bead drew a golden rainbow, which shot at a jade slip in Ye Zizai's hand. Ye Zizai was startled, and took a deep look at Wang Lin. He didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward. Originally, he planned to kill the other party if he resisted. Or the corpse puppets who are living with him. After all, in his opinion, apart from the pure cultivation techniques, Wang Lin's aptitude is not excellent. Among the furnaces and corpse puppets he prepared, he would have to take out any aptitude at will. He is much better than Wang Lin, so after a trade-off, he decided to choose Dumb.

Seeing the other party's interest at this time, Ye Zizai glanced at Wang Lin, then flicked his sleeve, the cave vibrated suddenly, and a huge round door appeared, the inside of the door was dark, emitting bursts of suction force.

With a flick of the three jade slips that sealed everyone's souls, they threw them at DU Chen and the other two in the crowd, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the other two were the remaining late-stage Foundation Establishment monks.

The doubts in Wang Lin's heart became more intense. He remained calm and silently remembered that one of the monks in the late stage of foundation establishment, the jade slip that sealed Wang Lin's soul was in the hands of the other party.

"Go in, I'm waiting for your good news." Ye Zizai said lightly.

DU Chen nodded respectfully, then stepped into the giant gate first, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Wang Lin's expression was normal, but without any hesitation, he followed the crowd into the giant gate and disappeared into the Yin Yin Sect.

After everyone left, hoarse voices echoed in the cave.

"Ye Zizai, there are more than 20 puppets, plus the kid's flesh and blood as a guide, after absorbing these puppets, they will definitely go crazy, and their cultivation base will instantly surge to the realm of fake alchemy. As for the qualification, the Corpse Yin Sect has secured it."

Ye Zizai's tone was flat, and he said, "The yin and cold energy in Wang Lin's body is extremely pure, and there must be secrets in him. If I met him a few years ago, I might still be interested in investigating it, but now I can't survive three Yue, the day when the extraterritorial battlefield opens is when it will be completely devoured, so all of this is not important anymore. Since it has been decided not to choose him as the cauldron, he can simply be used as a guide for the puppet to increase the cultivation base of the puppet.

Rakshasa, I ask you to promote Dui to the alchemy stage. He will be my furnace. As for the corpse puppet, I hope you will enter and help me choose one after the extraterritorial battlefield opens. In exchange, I will go there In the vast jungle, help Master Zi devour my junior brother Wu Yu. "

The hoarse voice laughed wildly a few times, and agreed.

Cassia Valley is located in the southern part of Zhao State. The valley is huge, and there are even several dense forests and flowing water. As the battle site for the extra-territorial qualifying competition once every hundred years, this place is shrouded in mist all year round.

At this moment, a huge gate suddenly appeared out of thin air in an open space on the north side of the valley, and monks with coffins floating behind them came out one after another.

After the last person came out, the giant gate gradually turned into dots of sparkle, which slowly dissipated.

At this moment, the last three late-stage foundation-establishment monks looked at each other, and were about to crush the soul jade slip in their hands without saying a word.